The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

Liu Shuran hesitated for a moment, then used facial recognition to open the basement door.

At first glance, the room is filled with antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and ornaments of all kinds, a dazzling array.

Zhou Hao released his divine sense and activated his innate divine ability, the Eye of Illusion, which revealed every detail of every object within the 100-square-meter space.

Most of them are fakes and ordinary antique-style ornaments, which are not worth much money at all.

Only a blue and white porcelain vase in the corner caught his attention. He walked over and picked up the vase. A strong surge of spiritual energy rushed towards him, and a sense of vicissitude and weight was faintly flowing on the surface of the blue and white porcelain.

The divine sense probed into the inside of the vase, where there was an ancient, pale gold door. Runes flickered around the door, and the divine sense was bounced back by the restriction as soon as it touched the door frame.

"This is interesting."

Zhou Hao then inherited the storage space that came with it.

Other than that,

There are also two medicinal herbs, Spring Growth Grass and Red Sun Flower, which are extremely valuable.

According to the "Yin Yang Medical Immortal Asks the Way Scripture", these are the two essential spiritual herbs that must be used in the Four Symbols Body Tempering Soup, the strongest body tempering formula specially made for those with an extremely yang constitution before foundation building.

The remaining two medicinal herbs, White Dew Root and Mystic Ice Lotus Seed, will have to be found slowly.

With a thought, the Spring Grass and the Red Sun Flower flew into the storage space.

"How did the vase and the elixir suddenly disappear into thin air?"

Standing to the side, Liu Shuran looked on in disbelief, her heart filled with horror, as if she had seen a ghost.

"I'm tired. Do you know what I should do?"

Back in the living room, Zhou Hao leaned back on the sofa and said calmly.

"Yes, please wait a moment, Master."

Liu Shuran pursed her lips, trying her best to calm herself down, and resumed her young lady demeanor, calling over the nanny and servants, giving them some instructions.

The nanny stared in astonishment. This idiot had become the young master? But she didn't dare to say a word. She secretly glanced at Zhou Hao, who was half-closing his eyes on the sofa, and obediently went upstairs to the third floor to start her work.

quickly,

A spacious and comfortable master bedroom on the third floor was prepared.

"walk slowly."

Zhou Hao lay down on the soft rubber bed and struck a dashing pose with ease.

Damn it,

This is the treatment I deserve.

"Master, is there anything else you need?" Liu Shuran stood by the bedside, her tone respectful, but a hint of grievance and resentment flashed in her eyes.

"That's all for now. Don't give me that sour look, or I won't mind giving it a little scratch. Get lost."

Suddenly sitting up, Zhou Hao reached out and patted her cheek.

"Yes, goodnight, Master."

Liu Shuran forced a fawning smile, bowed, and left the room, tears welling up in her eyes.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered Zhou Hao from three years ago. He was studying at the famous Sichuan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He was sunny, handsome, gentle, and kind to her.

Now everything has changed, and it's too late for regrets.

After Liu Shuran left, Zhou Hao sat cross-legged on the bed and began to consolidate his cultivation.

Soon, an hour had passed.

"Where is my natal magic weapon?"

Zhou Hao slowly opened his eyes, his mind stirring slightly.

In an instant,

He felt a warmth in his right palm, and nine silver needles appeared out of thin air. The needles shimmered with a cold light, circled his fingertips, and then disappeared into the skin of his palm.

The Nine Netherworld Yin-Yang Resurrection Needle has recognized its master!

at this time,

Soft voices could be heard coming from downstairs.

Zhou Hao immediately spread his divine sense outwards.

Liu Shuran's voice became clearly audible immediately.

"Mom, what time is your flight? I'll have the driver pick you up from the airport."

"It'll be another week before we get back. Will the group company's board meeting still be held tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'll have the company secretary notify everyone that the meeting is postponed. The specific date will be announced later. Goodnight, Mom."

That old hag Liu Yannong isn't coming back tonight!

Liu Shuran didn't reveal any information, so she seems to be quite obedient.

Zhou Hao smiled slightly, then fell into the soft bed and fell fast asleep.

outside the window,

The night was as still as water, and summer insects chirped softly.

......

the next day.

When Zhou Hao woke up, the morning light was shining down. He jumped out of bed and did a set of morning exercises from the "Yin Yang Medical Immortal Asks the Way Scripture," and immediately felt refreshed.

Liu Shuran has already gone to the group company.

On the dining table on the first floor were a brand new iPhone, a bank diamond black gold card, and the keys to a Lamborghini.

He picked up his phone and swiped it; it already contained the phone numbers and WeChat accounts of Liu Shuran, the nanny, and the bodyguard.

"The company's affairs will be managed by the mother and daughter for the time being. We have to take things one step at a time. This vicious woman, Liu Yannong, will be our prey sooner or later."

After eating the breakfast prepared by the nanny, Zhou Hao drove to Tianhe Cemetery.

There was a bunch of fresh wild chrysanthemums in front of my parents' gravestone, as if someone had just come to pay their respects.

Zhou Hao didn't pay much attention, assuming it was just some friends of his parents who had come to visit.

"Father, Mother, your son has come to see you. No matter who our enemies are, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, I will bring them here to kowtow to you, confess their sins, and submit to the law, so as to comfort your souls in heaven."

Zhou Hao hung white lilies on the tombstone and knelt down, respectfully kowtowing three times.

When Zhou Hao stepped out of Tianhe Cemetery

A woman wearing sunglasses, exuding elegance, watched his departing figure from afar, feeling a pang of loss, and murmured, "He looks so much like him."

As the Lamborghini drove out of the parking garage, Zhou Hao tried to dial the phone number of his best friend from high school, Liu Xiaopang, but the voice prompt said the phone was out of service.

"Holy crap, what's wrong with the chubby kid?"

Zhou Hao decided to go directly to Yunyang City First People's Hospital, where Liu Xiaopang worked, so he turned around and sped off towards the hospital.

Ten minutes later.

The Lamborghini drove into the hospital parking lot, and Zhou Hao got out and walked straight towards the inpatient building.

Just as I stepped out of the elevator on the sixth floor of the inpatient department, I saw two nurses pushing a gurney. The patient's face was covered by a white shroud. Behind them were a man and a woman; the middle-aged woman was sobbing, and the young man looked grief-stricken.

It was obvious that the patient had just been given a death certificate, and the body was being transported to the morgue.

"She's not dead yet!"

With his Eye of Truth activated, Zhou Hao looked at the corpse and saw a faint glimmer of life interspersed with several barely perceptible black lines, swirling endlessly.

After saying that, Zhou Hao walked past them and strode towards the information desk.

The young man who had just entered the elevator suddenly realized something, quickly pressed the open button, rushed out, caught up with Zhou Hao, and asked, "Sir, you just said my sister is still alive?"

"Yes, if we delay a few more minutes, we can send it to the funeral home. Is there anything else?"

Zhou Hao glanced at the young man and said indifferently.

"Sir, my name is Guo Kai. Could you please take a look at my situation?"

The young man was suddenly startled. His younger sister had been given a death certificate by the hospital an hour earlier, yet this man claimed that he was still alive—it was simply unbelievable.

If this person isn't insane, then he must be a reclusive master.

"My consultation fee is very high, ten million. Do you still want treatment?" Zhou Hao did not stop walking and continued to walk forward.