One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

...

A very long time passed.

The girl, who was lying limp on the bed, finally felt a little strength returning to her body.

It felt like I had been drifting in the air for a long time and finally landed.

Looking at the room, which was clearly empty,

Feng Shayan then carefully removed the mask from her face.

At this moment, her usually cold face was flushed with an unprecedented peach blossom color, and her ears and pink neck were completely red, like a ripe, juicy sweet fruit.

"Bai Yuan...I...will definitely avenge this day!"

"I'm going to... kill you!"

The girl lay on the bed, her eyes reflecting a mixture of determination and confusion.

Do not know why...

After landing following the blissful feeling,

She even felt a sense of anxiety and uncertainty.

There was no reason, and not a single clue could be found.

...

Night slowly enveloped the sky.

The city is filled with skyscrapers, their colorful lights vying for attention against the night sky.

World Association

Feng Xingtong looked at her father with some worry.

"Dad, why hasn't my sister come back yet? Could something have happened to her?"

Feng Zhenghao, without looking up from the newspaper, said:

Didn't your sister reply to your message?

Feng Xingtong hummed in agreement, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"My sister isn't answering my calls? I'm a little worried."

Feng Zhenghao put down his newspaper, smiled slightly at his son, and

"Don't worry, I asked someone to check, and your sister is fine. She probably just suddenly wanted to sleep somewhere else for the night."

He wasn't too worried about his daughter.

Or rather... they don't care.

His attitude toward his daughter's marriage is the most direct manifestation of this.

"hehe..."

Feng Xingtong scratched his head.

"I was overthinking it. With my sister's skills, there's hardly anyone who can beat her..."

...

the other side,

Baek Yeon checked into a hotel.

I bought a pork trotter rice, two spicy duck legs, cold bean curd salad, and a bottle of Coke.

I put my phone aside and watched a show.

Enjoying the peaceful time.

He cannot leave Tianjin for the time being.

Xu Xiang will need to receive treatment again in a couple of days.

The round-trip airfare is quite expensive, it's not worth it.

Besides, he has nothing else to do, so he might as well take a good look around Tianjin.

Suddenly,

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the small door.

Bai Yuan tapped the pause button on the screen.

I got up to open the door.

But the moment the door opened, his eyes narrowed slightly...

A girl with a blank expression, dressed in coarse cloth, with her hair tied in double buns, bangs, and a mole under her eye, appeared before him...

This is,

Puppet, like a flower?

Chapter 21 What is your birth chart (Ba Zi)?

A puppet stood silently at the doorway.

Bai Yuan leaned slowly against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest.

A person and an object, gazing at each other.

then,

The puppet, Ruhua, took a slip of paper from her sleeve and placed it in front of her.

The note had three words written on it...

'Follow me.'

After the presentation,

The puppet put the note back into its sleeve and walked sideways in one direction.

He turned around confidently, not worried at all that the person wouldn't follow.

They had only walked a short distance when

A door slammed shut behind her.

boom...

Decisive and straightforward, without any politeness.

"idiot..."

Bai Yuan muttered something under his breath, completely ignoring the guy outside the door.

What kind of prestige is this?

He thinks he can just take a tattered piece of paper and go with 'her'?

Why would someone invite a spirit to possess them late at night?

Sending some inhuman creature to knock on your door? Do you really think you're something special?

He recognized the puppet, and he knew who was behind it.

Ma Xianhong's background, or rather, what he did, is rather complicated.

The reason this guy sought him out is self-evident.

Go to Biyou Village...

To become a superior being, perfect the 'self-cultivation furnace'.

boring...

It's a run-down village, without even a brothel, nothing worth going to.

Bai Yuan regained his position and continued watching the video on his phone.

He took out the earphones he always carried with him.

dong dong dong...

There was another knock on the door.

dong dong dong...

Knock on, knock slowly.

...

After knocking for a while,

Finally, someone in the next room couldn't resist and opened the door.

A burly, unshaven man, pulling up his pants, cursed:

"Damn it, what are you banging on there for?!"

'Ru Hua' mechanically turned her head to look at the big man.

The burly man immediately snorted and glared, then pulled his pants up.

"What? A young woman knocking on the door late at night, and she thinks she's in the right?"

The words fell,

A bearded man appeared behind the man.

The man, hands on his plump waist, pointed at 'Ru Hua' with a delicate, effeminate gesture.

"What are you looking at? You have no sense of public decency at all! If you knock on the door again, we'll call the police and have you arrested!"

next moment,

The two felt a flash of white light before their eyes.

Boom!

A cold glint passed between the two, and a gust of wind rose up.

A sharp fruit knife was nailed to the wooden frame behind the two people, its handle trembling slightly.

Gulu——!

The big man's pants fell down on the spot.

Both of them swallowed hard at the same time.

"Um... little sister... please continue, please continue!"

boom!

The door was slammed shut as if in a panic.

...

After a while,

Bai Yuan wiped his mouth with a napkin and turned off his phone screen.

finish watching.

Then he got up, opened the door, looked down at a young man squatting on the ground, and asked calmly:

"You think I have a good temper?"

The young man was wearing a training uniform.

Her attire seemed somewhat out of place compared to that of ordinary people in the city.

Upon hearing the door open, the young man quickly stood up from the floor.

He subconsciously patted the back of his buttocks and hurriedly explained: