My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

"This kid is pretending to be a ghost again!"

Ou Changfeng curled his lips, a little confused as to what Qin Yu was doing.

"Cousin, you will know later!"

Lu Wenrou guessed that Qin Yu wanted to solve the old lady's problem from the root.

"Master, is this really okay?"

Shi Wei stood next to Doctor Du, frowning and muttering softly.

"Do you think Qin Yu is stupider than you?"

Doctor Du glanced sideways at his eldest apprentice.

"Master, I didn't mean that!"

Shi Wei said hurriedly.

"Just keep watching quietly!"

After Doctor Du finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Since he had decided from the beginning to let Qin Yu help him bet with Li Sihao and the others, at this point, he could only trust Qin Yu unconditionally.

"Since this game is called death roulette, it means taking turns to shoot. Please go first!"

Qin Yu handed the revolver to the middle-aged man.

"Okay, the first shot is 100,000, the second shot is 1 million, and the third shot is 10 million, right?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and asked again.

"Correct!"

Qin Yu said loudly.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven. Ah!"

The middle-aged man took the revolver, his arm trembling slightly, and when he pressed the trigger against his temple, he couldn't help but roar.

"Crack."

The trigger went off, but the gunshot didn't go off.

"Hoo Chi, Hoo Chi Haha first shot!"

Seeing that he was not dead, the middle-aged man took a few deep breaths and then laughed loudly. Just got one hundred thousand yuan.

"Okay, it's my turn, right?"

Qin Yu took the revolver and without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger toward his eyebrows.

click

Still no gunshots were fired.

"Looks like I'm lucky too. Okay, it's your turn again!"

Qin Yu handed the revolver to the middle-aged man and said with a slight smile: "There are four shots left. The probability of being shot is getting higher and higher!"

"You are not afraid, labor and management are afraid of a ball! One million, here I come!"

The middle-aged man's gambler's mentality also appeared. He grabbed the revolver and pulled the trigger neatly.

click

Still no sound.

"Haha, one million!"

The middle-aged man laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.

"Hehe, click, click."

Qin Yu became even more crazy. He pointed the revolver between his eyebrows and pulled the trigger twice in succession.

The sound of steel colliding against each other made the scalps of those watching the excitement go numb.

"Come on, the third shot!"

Qin Yu handed over the revolver.

"how could you do this?"

The middle-aged man showed an angry look.

If Qin Yu didn't fire two shots in succession, there would be two chances left. In other words, he had a 50% chance of surviving and a 50% chance of dying.

However, after Qin Yu did this, he only had one last shot left. As long as he pulled the trigger, there would be a 100% fatality rate.

Thinking of this, cold sweat fell from the forehead of the middle-aged man, and he waved his hands with an ugly face: "I'm not a fool, how can I continue to bet with you. Give me one million and one million, no, give me fifty Just 10,000, I won’t fire the third shot!”

"Brother, you agreed to fire the third shot in front of everyone at the beginning. The most important thing in life is to keep your word. Are you afraid of death? OK, I'll help you!"

Qin Yu grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulders, put the muzzle of the gun against his temple, and applied slight force with his fingers. The spring in the barrel made a "click" sound due to compression.

The middle-aged man's legs softened in fright, and he knelt on the ground and said with a pale face: "No, don't shoot. I don't want to die!"

"What is Doctor Du's apprentice doing? There is only one last shot left. Whoever shoots will die. Does he want to kill someone?"

"Let him go quickly!"

"Killing is illegal!"

The patients watching the excitement at the door began to scold him.

"Don't you like gambling? Come on, ten million, as long as you pull the trigger, it's yours!"

Qin Yu had no intention of letting go of the middle-aged man, but said in a cold voice.

"I don't want to gamble anymore, I don't want to gamble anymore, I just want to live well! Wuwu."

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he started crying.

The ant is still living an ignoble existence. He is a bad gambler, but he doesn't want to be shot in the head.

"You don't want to gamble anymore? Does anyone believe what a gambler says? Since you don't dare to fire, then I will help you fire the third shot. I will give the old lady the ten million!"

"Crack."

Qin Yu pulled the trigger.

"."

The crisp crashing sound made the entire courtyard fall into silence, and some timid ones even covered their eyes.

"what"

The middle-aged man was even more unbearable. He screamed and a pool of liquid slowly flowed out of his crotch, and he was so frightened that he peed.

However, the headshot everyone imagined did not appear.

Qin Yu kicked the middle-aged man, and after he reluctantly opened his eyes, he said calmly: "See clearly, there are no bullets in the revolver!"

"No, I clearly saw you inserting the bullet?"

The middle-aged man wiped his eyes.

"That's why there's that old saying, nine times out of ten you're betting, you're cheating. If someone dares to be the banker, the initiative rests with them. As long as you dare to gamble, no matter how much money you have, you won't lose. If you're not convinced, let's put another bullet in it. , try again?”

Qin Yu looked at the middle-aged man and said calmly.

"I understand what you mean. I will never gamble again."

The middle-aged man finished speaking sadly, turned around, and knelt down in front of the old lady: "Mom, my son is wrong. I will never gamble again. I will find a job tomorrow and earn money to treat you!"

"son."

The old lady was frightened by her son's scream just now, and she became a little more awake.

Seeing her son kneeling in front of her crying, she gently touched his head: "Mom is not sick, she just feels uncomfortable. As long as you don't gamble, Mom will be fine!"

"Well, let me arrange a job for you as a cleaner at Sihai Group!"

Qin Yu thought for a moment and said to the middle-aged man.

"thanks, thanks"

The middle-aged man said gratefully, and then showed a hesitant look: "But, I still owe the loan shark."

"Wang Bo, we will write off the debt you owe!"

At this time, a burly man walked in at the door. After returning a stack of IOUs to the middle-aged man, he nodded and looked at Lu Wenrou: "Team Leader Lu, are you satisfied with this?"

"Well, let's get down!"

Lu Wenwen waved her arm, and she spoke. How dare these gangsters who run casinos disobey?

"husband"

A haggard-looking woman also came over and squatted in front of the middle-aged man: "As long as you don't gamble, I will continue to live with you."

"Honey, I really don't want to gamble anymore."

The middle-aged man hugged the woman and cried.

"It's OK, it's OK. I feel OK in my heart!"

The old lady patted her chest, her complexion improved obviously, her hands and feet stopped shaking, and her eyes became brighter.

"Young man, you are a miracle doctor, thank you!"

The old lady held her son, and her daughter-in-law bowed deeply to Qin Yu.

"clap clap"

"Doctor Du's little apprentice is so awesome!"

The spectators burst into warm applause again.

"This"

But Li Sihao's expression turned pale, as if he had eaten a dead mouse.

This guy actually cured the old lady's heart ailment without any medicine or acupuncture.

Doesn't that mean that my five-hundred-year-old ginseng cannot be saved?