The iceberg female CEO’s personal doctor

Situ Rongxin's face was dull: "Mr. Smith, you...what are you talking about?"

Smith shook his head and scolded: "How presumptuous, who gave you the courage to question my words?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Everything has to start from a hundred years ago, when I was seven years old!"

"You see, the emperor on the dragon throne was just seven years old at the time."

"The first day we met, we became good friends!"

"In these years, I have never thought about going back to that palace to find him."

"It's a pity, I know I can never go back!"

"So, I worked hard and spent half my life to find this place."

Smith's tone was filled with unparalleled excitement and joy.

Struggling, he fell from his wheelchair.

The subordinate wanted to help him, but he pushed him away.

Under everyone's unbelievable gaze.

The foreigner, who looked infinitely old, just knelt on the ground.

Pick up your clothes, then bow and kowtow three times to the person on the dragon chair at the end of the underground palace!

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Wang Sihai was terrified: "Damn, this foreigner is serious!"

"He really was from 100 years ago, and he actually knew the dead man on the dragon throne!"

Situ Rongxin's face was extremely ugly.

He didn't even know that Smith still had this past!

All he knew was that Smith was a very powerful person abroad. He was so powerful that even though he was from the Situ family, he had to respect Smith!

Moreover, this foreigner has a very good understanding of Chinese history, especially the past events of the late Qing Dynasty.

This time I was able to successfully enter the underground and find this underground palace.

It can be said that it was Smith who facilitated it.

Behind the rockery, Lin Chen let out a long breath: "This Smith has lived for at least more than 100 years!"

Shen Yan said: "Although elderly people over 100 years old are rare, they do exist!"

"It seems like Smith really came from the late Qing Dynasty."

"And I really know and have a deep friendship with the people on the Dragon Throne."

"Now, all of them have their attention."

"Mr. Lin, let's save people!"

Lin Chen shook his head calmly: "Wait a minute, now is not the best time!"

"This doll on the dragon chair cannot be alive. I always feel that there is something fishy in it!"

Shen Yan Yilin!

Yes, the doll still speaks in the tone of an emperor. Could it be a ghost?

"Smith, since you still acknowledge our friendship back then, take your people and leave immediately, forever!"

The puppet's voice continues to sound!

Smith knelt on the ground and said with difficulty, "More than 100 years have passed since we said goodbye that year!"

"I have worked so hard, even though I should have died a long time ago, yet I managed to come to see you now."

"Are you going to drive me away when we meet my best old friend again?"

Lin Chen and Shen Yan looked at each other!

Smith, a foreigner, is quite affectionate.

He was so immersed in talking to a ghost who had been dead for who knows how long!

Situ Rongxin, Divine Doctor Lu and others all looked a little strange!

Wang Sihai curled his lips: "It's simply nonsense!"

On the dragon throne, the puppet's voice was filled with anger: "Smith, we are now separated forever!"

"You wanted to see me, and now you do!"

"I have already slept underground and don't want to be disturbed."

"So, your wish has been fulfilled, take your people and leave immediately!"

Smith looked up and suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty, I will leave!"

"But before I leave, please give me something, Your Majesty!"

The puppet said: "What do you want? Gold, silver and jewelry? Or rare jades?"

"Everything in this underground palace belongs to me. Take whatever you want. But you can only take one thing!"

Smith raised his hand and pointed to the pavilion in the center of the artificial lake.

Staring at the golden nanmu safe, his eyes gradually became hot: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your permission!"

"There is only one thing I want."

"That is the elixir that was given to His Majesty to be buried with you back then."

"As long as I have this thing, I can live another 100 years, 200 years!"

boom!

Elixir?

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention!

For a moment, let alone people like Situ Rongxin and Divine Doctor Lu.

Even Lin Chen and Shen Yan were horrified.

An elixir that can extend life for 200 years?

Is there really such a thing in this world?

Among the funerary objects of this young royal family of the late Qing Dynasty, even legendary things appeared!

"Smith, don't even think about touching that thing!"

"I can reward you with everything else, but this elixir of death belongs to me and I cannot give it to you."

The puppet's voice boomed with urgency!

Smith showed a sad smile: "Your Majesty, as your childhood good friend, I will be thinking about you all my life."

"Can you just bear to see me die of old age?"

"This is to find your underground kingdom of the underworld. I have almost run out of fuel and have only the last trace of life left!"

"Your Majesty, as your childhood friend and lifelong best friend, please give me the medicine!"

The doll said coldly: "I already said no, Smith, don't make it difficult for me!"

Smith lowered his head in despair.

Situ Rongxin couldn't help but said: "Your Excellency Smith, the youngest son of the Demon Queen Cixi, and Puyi's brother who died in infancy, died 100 years ago."

"You can't do it at all. Just kneel here and beg him."

"In my opinion, if you ask him to eat a peanut, he will know whether to give you the elixir or not!"

Smith waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to worry, no need to worry!"

"Haha, my old friend, the former little emperor, the brother of the last emperor of the late Qing Dynasty."

"That man is a warm-hearted and good man."

"When we were young, we played cricket fighting together and visited the Forbidden City together. He would give me everything."

"So I believe that even if your Majesty passes away, he will still agree to my request!"

The puppet said angrily: "Smith, I have already said that the elixir is a legendary fairy!"

"It's impossible to give it to you. The elixir of death can only belong to the royal family, and it can only belong to me!"

Smith asked his subordinates to help him up.

He patted the dust on his knees and said with a smile: "So, you are not the little emperor I knew back then!"

"By the way, your voice doesn't sound like him either."

"Also, he won't call me by my foreign name Smith, he usually calls me by my Chinese name!"

"So who are you? Why are you pretending to be my old friend?"

Many people were dumbfounded.

Situ Rongxin, Divine Doctor Lu and others were stunned.

Divine Doctor Lu couldn't help but said: "Sir Smith, are you saying that the person on the dragon throne is not the young emperor of the late Qing Dynasty who died in infancy?"

Smith sneered and said: "Confucius, your sage from the Yan and Huang Dynasties, once said that if the son is silent, the strange power will confuse the spirit!"

"Do you think it's possible that a dead person from more than 100 years ago suddenly appears?"

Situ Rongxin asked doubtfully: "Your Excellency, just now you knelt down to worship and shouted long live, what did you mean?"

Smith said calmly: "It's true to pay homage. The man on the dragon throne was indeed my king, and I am his minister!"

"The other purpose is to test what is causing the mischief!"

"Now I can be sure that he was not the emperor who died in infancy!"

"So...fire!"

Bang bang bang!

A series of sparks exploded in the underground palace.

The gunshots raged and smashed the puppet on the dragon throne to pieces!

The doll's head rolled to the ground with a thump, and one of the eyeballs inside also fell out.

Behind the dragon chair, a man was hiding with his head in embarrassment, and was exposed.