Tian Zun is on the side of the road

Chapter 86

"Mr. Dong, may I ask where is your hometown?"

Seeing that Dong Li was silent all this time, Wang Guang smiled and opened up the conversation with Li Dong first.

Li Dong raised his head and found that everyone at the table was looking at him, he smiled: "Chunshui is born."

"Is that so..." Wang Guang pondered for a moment, then continued to ask, "Which sect does the gentleman belong to?"

Li Dong said indifferently: "I have no family or sect, just a casual person."

Seeing Li Dong say this, everyone was silent for a while, wondering if Li Dong didn't want to say it, or if he was really a casual person.

However, most people still feel that Li Dong does not want to reveal it. After all, without any background, it would be quite difficult to reach the fourth level by just relying on yourself.

But Li Dong didn't want to talk about it, so they didn't continue this topic. After all, we are all fourth-rank pharmacists, and we must respect each other very much.

"Drink, drink!"

"Yes, it's not easy to get acquainted, I brought the refreshing pill, let's drink it freely!"

"Brother, I really belong to you!"

A banquet can best bring people closer to each other, even alchemists.

With enough food and drink, Gao Jiancheng arranged for everyone to stay in a five-star hotel. Some of the eliminated people didn't want to stay for a long time, and left in a hurry after lunch.

And early the next morning, everyone will set off for the military sanatorium in Bincheng.

In the evening, they gathered for another meal, and the pharmacists went back to their rooms one after another, either practicing or resting.

In the luxurious double room, Fangran and the great elder Wei Li stood in front of the window, watching the night scene outside the window from the other bed. Under the night sky, the neon lights and traffic flowed together, showing the restlessness of the city.

"Why didn't Mr. Li come?" Wei Li, the elder of Wanyao Pavilion with long beard and long eyebrows, stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, and asked.

"I don't know." Fangran shook his head. "At that time, the husband asked a few more questions. I thought he was interested. Maybe there was something more important... I can't see through him."

Wei Li said: "Mr. is here, maybe there should be a solution."

"Maybe, I don't know what the old man's situation is, so I'm not sure." Fangran said in a deep voice.

Li Dong and Wang Guang were assigned to a room. Wang Guang was a very talkative person. Although Dong Li was a bit introverted and cold, Wang Guang still chatted with him familiarly.

"Brother Dong, how long has it been since you entered the fourth rank?" Wang Guang sat by the bed and asked.

"Not long, two years." Li Dong smiled.

"Take it easy, I have been promoted to the fourth rank for almost five years, and it is estimated that I will break through in another three years, before the age of 55." Wang Guang sighed.

"Well, by the way, you are in Heijiang, which gate are you in?" Li Dong asked.

Wang Guang smiled: "Brother, I'm not affiliated with the sect. I'm about the same as you. I can be regarded as a casual person. Now I'm working for a big family, and I'm eating and being supported by others."

"That's right." Li Dong nodded.

The two chatted casually again, and then practiced separately.

Glancing at Wang Guang who was sitting upright and cross-legged on the bed, Li Dong was much more casual, leaning against the head of the bed, resting his hands behind his head, and gently closed his eyes.

Silent all night.

In the morning of the next day, the pharmacists drove along the road to the military sanatorium in Bincheng in black Mercedes-Benz.

After driving for nearly three hours, at noon, I saw green trees and tiled walls around, and the Fengtian Military Region Sanatorium in Bincheng arrived.

At the gate of the nursing home, Gao Jiancheng greeted the guard guarding the gate, and the other party saluted, and the gate opened and let them pass.

The speed of the car slowed down. Leaning against the window, Li Dong looked outside. On the smooth gravel path, there were many hunched white-haired old men walking around, and some nurses in white coats were passing around the courtyard.

Looking at the old men who were no different from ordinary old people, Li Dongxin said that before they retired, these people were all famous people and they were all in charge of this country.

Looking away, Li Dong didn't care.

After driving in the yard for nearly three minutes, the Mercedes-Benz cars stopped in front of an unpretentious-looking villa.

The car door opened, and the alchemists got out of the car one by one.

Li Dong stood beside the car, closed the door casually, and observed the building where the former major-general boss lived.

Green walls, white tiles, the small courtyard is simple and regular. There is a pergola in one corner of the courtyard with potted plants in it, and a stone-carved chessboard under the shade of trees in the other corner. It seems that no one has played for a long time. .

On the top of the main entrance of the villa, there is a fine plaque with four characters written on it: dragon and phoenix dancing: Heaven and earth are righteous.

Seeing this group of people, especially Gao Jiancheng, the two guards at the door knocked their heels and saluted.

Gao Jiancheng led everyone into the villa.

After entering the villa, the space inside is very large. After the elimination, the remaining 26 people poured in, but it was still not cramped.

But the interior decoration of the villa is still the same as the exterior, very rustic, all mahogany furniture, no extra decorations.

"Mr. Jiancheng, you are back!" Two middle-aged women who looked like servants were cleaning up the living room, and when they saw Gao Jiancheng coming in with a group of people, they bowed quickly.

"Is the old man up today?" Gao Jiancheng asked in a deep voice.

"No, I'm still lying on the bed. I managed to eat breakfast with the help of Mao Lao." The servant replied, with a bad expression on his face.

Gao Jiancheng nodded solemnly, turned around, and smiled bitterly at everyone: "Everyone, please excuse me for delaying lunch. Now let's go see the old man."

"It doesn't matter, the old man matters."

"Yes, let's go see the old man first."

Everyone agrees.

When they came to the door of the old man's bedroom, Gao Jiancheng and Cheng Xuan pushed the door open first, looked at the situation inside, and then greeted everyone.

Everyone walked in lightly.

The furnishings in the room are still simple, a writing desk, a bookcase, a potted plant, a mahogany bed with an army green mattress, two medical staff in white coats standing beside the bed, and a fat man in a Chinese tunic suit old man.

On the bed, an old man with a tough face was lying down. He didn't seem to have any signs of injury on the outside, but the light in his eyes was slack, with an ice-colored cold light flickering vaguely.

Gao Jia, Gao Qianlong.

The old man was looking at the ceiling with weak eyes. When he heard the sound of everyone entering, he turned his head with difficulty and smiled at everyone:
"I'm bothering everyone, come to see a doctor for my old man."

"The old man can't do it!"

"You can rest well, don't move!" the alchemists hurriedly dissuaded.

"The boss and the third brother are both busy, and only the second brother came out to entertain you. I don't know if I offended you. Please forgive me." Gao Qianlong lay on the bed and smiled as hard as he could.

"Where is the old man, it's too polite."

"Yes, Mr. Gao treated us very well."

Cheng Xuan and the fat old man standing by the bed looked at each other, and the fat old man shook his head.

Cheng Xuan walked over, looked into the old man's eyes, stretched out his hand, reached into the quilt, and pinched the old man's pulse.

The moment he touched the old man's skin, a feeling of ice-coldness hit Cheng Xuan, causing Cheng Xuan to frown, then squinted his eyes to feel his pulse, and let go of his hand for a moment.

Li Dong probed the old man's body with his spiritual energy, and he had a solution in his mind. After thinking about it, he even thought about the medicine.

Cheng Xuan took his hand back, raised his head, and said to the alchemists: "Come and have a look, I don't know if you have any good ideas."

The old man seemed a little tired, his eyelids drooping slightly.

After listening, the pharmacists all moved closer to observe the state of Mr. Gao.

Cheng Xuan and the fat old man on the side were observing the expressions of this group of people.

The old man's condition was normal, except for the thick quilt he was clutching tightly, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

It's just that the person with sharp eyes found a trace of coldness hidden deep in the old man's eyes.

(End of this chapter)