Urban practice

Chapter 291 What Do You Want Me To Do To You?

Zhao Qi Yerong walked out, Zhao Sheng walked in, the elevator door closed, and they separated from each other.

Seeing the number of elevator floors descending, Zhao Qi's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but Ye Rong didn't care too much, so he simply introduced, "My cousin."

"Yeah." Ye Rong nodded. After a while, he still couldn't hold it back and said, "The value of attracting hatred is very high."

"." Zhao Qi's mouth twitched slightly.

The 39th floor is a large platform, twice the height of ordinary floors, completely different from the downstairs floors.Zhao Qi took Ye Rong, took out his ID card, and pressed it on the door of his father's ward. "Drip." There was a sound, and the door opened.

At this moment, just as Zhao Sheng said, he needs to know.

However, when I got on the elevator, it felt heavy. After I opened it, it was completely gone. On the contrary, I only felt firm.

Ye Rong didn't care so much, but looked at the appearance of the room curiously. Various machines were running, and a man with gray hair was lying among so many machines. From the understanding of the body, Ye Rong can easily guess that a few years ago, this should be a strong and big man among ordinary people.A piece of muscle protruding, very majestic type.After so many years, the eyebrows on his forehead are still frowned, and there is no sense of peace at all.Only the muscles have softened, and the shadow is no longer visible.

"That's right, the prototype of the artificial body is already in place. But this kind of technology is still a long way from a complete artificial body." Ye Rong commented that the situation in this room should be the advanced technology of basketball. , has some representation.

The world of cultivation is vast and vast, and various cultivation methods emerge in endlessly.Among them, there are also monks based on technology.The path of cultivation must eventually return to one, which is to use strength to strengthen one's body and enhance one's survivability.Technology can also do it, and even the initial progress is easier, and the better ones don't need much aura.But there are very few such practitioners.Because to achieve this level of technology, too many people and efforts are needed, as well as moral and other constraints.Ye Rong didn't think that basketball would develop in that direction, he just looked at these things that replaced human organs and gave his professional speech.

Going forward, Ye Rong circled around Zhao Qi's father, Zhao Mingsheng's body.

"No obvious trauma."

"Could it be, God's problem?"

Ye Rong frowned slightly, if it was a god, it would be really difficult.For those who have not practiced before, the gods are usually mainly in the brain, and there are also parts distributed in the body, but to a lesser extent.This is also the reason why technological monks dare to abandon body reconstruction again.When it comes to healing, Reiki is omnipotent, but not omnipotent.It is difficult to be effective when dealing with God's questions.

"He has been lying like this for five or six years. Tell me about the situation at that time." Ye Rong said, not rushing to conclusions.

Zhao Qi's eyes lit up, and he could tell at a glance that his father had been lying down for five or six years. If he hadn't obtained the information in advance, Ye Rong must be very capable.

However, when I recall it, I feel a little embarrassed.

That was obviously a memory that he didn't want to touch.

"Actually, I don't know too much. I was excited and busy with other things at the time. Suddenly I received a call, saying that my father seemed to be overworked. When he passed out, his head hit the corner of the table. I didn't see him again. At that time, he was already lying in the hospital, undergoing various first aid treatments. And then, just like that, his life was saved, but he remained unconscious."

Ye Rong nodded, he could sense that Zhao Qi might be hiding something.But people don't want to talk about it, so he doesn't force it.Anyway, this is someone else's family business, if you don't tell me, I don't bother to get involved.

"Only the head is hurt, is there any other problem?"

"Well, that's what the doctor said. I paid attention when I could visit, but I didn't notice any other injuries."

"I know." Ye Rong checked Zhao Mingsheng's head up and down, and sure enough, he soon found the collision scar.

"The head problem will be a bit tricky. Let's do it this way. I'll prescribe a medicine in a while, and you try to give it to your father first. It should have a lot of effects."

"Great!" Zhao Qi nodded heavily. Although Ye Rong said it was tricky, the confident expression on his face gave him a little more confidence.

"Take a pen and paper." Ye Rong waved his hand, Zhao Qi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and walked out the door.In the ward, Ye Rong looked at Zhao Mingsheng who was lying motionless, with a playful smile on his face, and lightly kicked his feet.The old man Ming Sheng's head was pinched and pressed with his hands on the hospital bed, as if he was playing with a fun doll, and he laughed lightly from time to time.Seems like it would be fun to hold such a big guy in the palm of your hand.

It's just that people who are not in the ward can't feel the strong spiritual energy jumping in Ye Rong's hands.

It wasn't until the door opened again that he let go of his hand, waved his hand, and wrote a prescription on the paper.The two went out of the house together.

Invited Ye Rong to have breakfast. In the hospital, people began to work one after another. Zhao Qi took the medicine list and went to Hua Pharmacy to get the medicine. The two went to the Jianzi Pharmacy together. The person who cooked the medicine was about 40 years old. The women's techniques are also considered sophisticated.However, it was obvious that her usual method of decoction was inconsistent with Ye Rong's, and she was quarreled by Ye Rong several times. In the end, she simply went into battle in person, and it was almost noon before she gave the first bowl of medicine to Zhao Qi's father. Feed it.

"Once a day, seven days should be effective." After feeding the medicine, Ye Rong said more confidently.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qi clenched his fists even more, and a flash of ecstasy flashed across his face.

In a good mood, he directly invited Ye Rong to have lunch, as usual, he invited him!
In Ye Rong's absence for the past few months, he hardly spent his pocket money. Even the poorest and youngest have accumulated a small amount of wealth.

Someone treats guests, what else does Ye Rong have to say?Let's laugh!

The two walked out of the hospital arm in arm.

However, just a few steps away, Ye Rong put his hand down, and his face turned cold instantly.

This is really not the time to be happy about eating.

"Get ready."

"What?" Zhao Qi was taken aback.This is completely different from Ye Rong in the hospital, the changes are too fast.

"Your father was poisoned."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in an office.A tall figure pressed his brows with his back to the desk.After a while, he turned back again.

On his desk, neatly placed a document that had just been printed out, a prescription, and a bowl of hot medicinal soup.Below the pharmacy, there is also an evaluation by a professional old Chinese doctor: it is effective for tonifying the body, and a few small miscellaneous medicines are good for the distribution of medicinal properties, especially for tonifying the kidneys, which is somewhat wonderful.

But only this effect.

Next to it, on the notebook, a picture is playing. In the picture, in the ward, a young man pinches and presses the head of the patient lying there interestingly while there is no one around.

Glancing at these things again, the tall figure trembled with the blue veins in his hands pressing his temples and brows, and finally couldn't help it anymore!

Laugh out loud!
"Brother Qi, Brother Qi. You are so stupid, what on earth do you want me to do to you?"

(End of this chapter)