Super system plunders the heavens

"Cough" Xiao Zhantian coughed dryly, "Uncle, do you think I have the talent for alchemy?"

Xiao Zhantian is jealous

Just a few Hidden Dragon Bloods have already reached such an astonishing price.

What about the Qi and Blood Pill, which is comparable to the elixir?How precious will it be?

And this is just something that Ye Yu casually refined.

Xiao Zhantian couldn't help secretly fantasizing that if he possessed Ye Yu's alchemy skills, wouldn't it be that the world's richest people would have what they want?

Ye Yu looked at Xiao Zhantian strangely for a while when he heard Xiao Zhantian's question.

"Alchemy talent..."

Ye Yu organized his language and said, "The name you chose Zhan Tian is very good, you are still suitable to be a warrior"

"I···"

Xiao Zhantian's face darkened and his heart was extremely depressed.

Since I can't be an alchemist, it is good that the level of alchemists in Wumeng can be improved under Ye Yu's guidance.

"Master Uncle Ye Yu, how about you teach them the art of alchemy while you are free?"

Xiao Zhantian pointed to a group of alchemists in Wumeng and said to Ye Yu.

"I can..."

bell···

Before Ye Yu finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly

Chapter 771 The Death of Tan Fenghua

bell···

Ye Yu's cell phone rang suddenly.

Ye Yu reached out to take out the phone and found that the contact person on the screen was Wen Meng

"Hey Wenmeng, why did you suddenly call me?"

Wen Meng's slightly anxious voice rang on the phone.

"Ye Yu, I am in Mingzhou First Central Hospital"

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows with doubts in his eyes, "Are you in Mingzhou Hospital? Where are you going?

"It's Dean Tan Fenghua's accident."

On the phone, Wen Meng's tone was a little choked, "When I was hospitalized here before, Dean Tan took good care of me."

"Not long ago, I received news that Dean Tan passed away suddenly."

"He passed away?"

Ye Yu's tone was a bit somber.

Tan Fenghua, director of Mingzhou No. [-] Central Hospital, Ye Yu, has seen it before.

He also taught him the acupuncture method of the Thirteen Guimen Needles.

Although Dean Tan Fenghua is nearly a hundred years old, he has been fighting on the front line.

Not only his medical skills are superb, but his medical ethics are also admirable

Ye Yu felt somewhat regretful when he heard from Wen Meng that Tan Fenghua had passed away.

"I heard that dreamers have misfortunes and blessings, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. The dead are gone, so don't be too sad."

"I know." Wen Meng's voice on the phone sounded a bit strange, "but it's strange that my Dean Tan passed away suddenly."

"Strange?" Ye Yu's eyes showed surprise, "Isn't it a natural death?"

"It's just because it's a natural death that I'm surprised"

Wen Meng slowly expressed her doubts to Ye Yu.

"Since I was discharged from the hospital, I have been in touch with Dean Tan."

"Just yesterday I called Dean Tan and he didn't feel anything strange"

"And Dean Tan is extremely self-disciplined, pays attention to health preservation, and has never had any bad habits. It is impossible for him to pass away so suddenly."

Ye Yu's heart tightened when he heard the words, "In this case, Dean Tan's sudden death is really strange."

"What did the doctor at the hospital say? Why did Dean Tan die?"

"The doctor in the hospital has done an examination and the final result is that he died naturally without any abnormality"

On the phone, Wen Meng said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Ye Yu, I know your medical skills are very good, can you come back and see how Dean Tan died?"

"Wait for me at the hospital and I'll be there soon"

After a while, Ye Yu said in a deep voice to the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Yu put away the phone with a gloomy expression.

Ye Yu could feel that Tan Fenghua's death might not be that simple

But who would kill a respected healer?

A cold light flashed across Ye Yu's eyes.

Looks like you'll have to check it out yourself to be sure

In the alchemy room, Xiao Zhantian saw something strange on Ye Yu's face and couldn't help asking.

"What happened to Uncle Ye Yu? Do you need help from the Wumeng?"

Ye Yu waved his hand, "It doesn't take me to solve it yet."

Looking at Xiao Zhantian, Ye Yu said in a deep voice, "Zhantian, I have some things that I need to go back to Mingzhou to teach alchemy. I need to postpone it later."

Xiao Zhantian hurriedly said, "Don't worry about teaching alchemy, uncle, you should take care of your business first."

Behind Ye Yu, Xing Meng heard Ye Yu's words and said, "Uncle Ye Yu, you want to go back to Mingzhou?"

"Yes." Ye Yu nodded, "Xing Meng, you don't have to stay in Beijing with me this time."

Xing Meng thought for a moment and said aloud, "Good uncle has something to get rid of you."

"Isn't it the school holiday? I want you to bring Yan Fengwu back with you when you return to Yanjing."

"Feng Wu's talent is good, I want her to hone in Wumeng for a while"

Ye Yu thought of that heroic senior sister in her mind.

"Can"

On the side Xiao Zhantian looked at Xing Meng suspiciously, "Who is Yan Fengwu, Junior Brother?"

Xing Meng scratched his head and coughed dryly, then said, "It's my apprentice who is very talented in martial arts."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhantian bumped Xing Meng's shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, junior brother, you already have apprentices."

Ye Yu on the side looked at the two and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back to Mingzhou immediately."

Seeing the solemn look on Ye Yu's face, Xiao Zhantian's eyes flashed with worry, and said in a deep voice, "Master, be careful, if you need anything, please inform the Wumeng."

Ye Yu nodded, turned and left the Wumeng.

Chapter 772 Rush to Mingzhou

"Megatron returns to Mingzhou"

Ye Yu said in a deep voice on a luxury sports car outside the Wumeng headquarters.

"is the master"

Megatron's voice rang out from inside the car.

"ASAP"

"clear"

boom

Megatron's voice fell.

The sports car Ye Yu was riding on suddenly let out a low roar

The rear exhaust pipe of the sports car slowly opens and thickens like the exhaust pipe of a fighter jet.

boom

A blue flame spewed out from the exhaust pipe of the sports car, and then it turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of the Wumeng headquarters.

On the expressway from Yanjing to Mingzhou, a bright white Wuling car is speeding.

Eleven greasy-looking middle-aged uncles sitting in the driver's seat.

Sue Ann is a reporter.

Worked for Zhongsheng Life Magazine.

The Zhongsheng Life magazine publishes trifles of life among neighbors or folk anecdotes.

To put it bluntly, it is a magazine that is too small to be small.

on the verge of bankruptcy.

Su An has been working at Zhongsheng Magazine for ten years.

Witness the start-up, non-existent rise and desolation of Zhongsheng Magazine.

This is Su An's last interview outside.

Su An has already planned to resign directly after this interview and change to a better job.

The destination of Su An's trip to Mingzhou this time is Mingzhou First Central Hospital.

Although the news of Dean Tan Fenghua's death was not a sensation, it also aroused great repercussions in the industry.

Mingzhou TV station first reported the incident.

Then major newspapers and magazines also reported one after another.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, the news of Tan Fenghua's death had already been known to everyone.

The belated voices were unwilling to give up and dispatched Su An to Mingzhou.

Su An's mission to Mingzhou this time is to find the leftovers of Tan Fenghua's death and then polish the report.

Su An held the steering wheel with one hand and took a deep breath with the inferior cigarette between her index and middle fingers.

With a flick of his fingers, Su An flicked the cigarette out of the car window along the crack of the car window.

Let the spicy smoke circulate in the lungs and spray out along the nostrils.

Su An sighed and complained in her heart.

"Hey, I don't know what the leader thinks"

"The news of Tan Fenghua's death has already been reported in all directions and without dead ends. Now what's the use of asking me to go to Mingzhou?"

"Other magazines that should report have already reported it"

"Without Foresight"

"No wonder Zhongsheng insisted on going bankrupt for ten years"

"Hey, I really feel a little bit reluctant to leave"

Sighing, Su An's eyes showed a little confusion.

Are the voices really going to disperse?

Just when Su An was in a daze, a black shadow suddenly flashed across his eyes, followed by a sharp roar.

boom