Ninth In the World

Holding the registration card in his hand, Di Jiu felt increasingly cold.

Di Jiu knew better than anyone why Fu Puleng was killed. It must have been because of his antidote. The newspaper headline clearly stated that Fu Puleng was a detoxification genius. It was obvious that Fu Puleng had successfully taken his results as his own. Then that bottle of medicinal liquid led to death.

That bottle of medicinal liquid was just something he extracted casually. As long as he wanted to, he could extract countless amounts of it. Fu Puleng was killed because of a bottle of medicinal liquid. It was known that he could refine countless medicinal liquids. His fate would probably not be much better than Fu Puleng's.

I just don't know if Fu Puleng has told him.

Di Jiu quickly put aside this idea of ​​luck. No matter whether Fu Puleng told him or not, he could not live by luck. People like Fu Puleng were thrown into interviewing candidates, and their status was probably not very high. Since his status is not high, his medical skills are probably not good either, and everyone else probably knows this.

Now that Fu Puleng is dead, others may wonder why Fu Puleng was able to refine this kind of medicinal liquid. In this way, it is not difficult to find Di Jiu.

Di Jiu sighed. He had seen too little of the world. Otherwise, how could he naively think that he could enter the martial arts academy if he had the qualifications?

Looking at the martial arts academy so close to him, Di Jiu knew in his heart that he had no chance with the martial arts academy. Fortunately, he saw the boss take out the newspaper, otherwise, he might not know how he died.

Di Jiu was very decisive. Since he couldn't enter the martial arts academy, don't worry and leave quickly. Thinking of this, Di Jiu turned around and left without any hesitation.

Two hours later, Di Jiu bought everything he needed and then came to a remote garbage dump. He immediately shaved off his hair and put on a hat. Next he began to disguise himself. In just half an hour, Di Jiu transformed into a dusty middle-aged man. He also replaced his backpack with a sack.

After doing this, Di Jiu himself felt very surprised.

After he determined that he was not safe, he automatically thought about how to disguise himself and how to avoid unsafe factors. Just like he had understood the five yin and six yang hands before, he suddenly knew it, and he was born with it.

This made Di Jiu even more eager to find the things he couldn't remember. He vaguely felt that he was completely different from others. This difference was hidden in that thing that he couldn't remember.

Di Jiu kept climbing on the large truck along the way. Three days later, he was far away from Jinhai. Even though he knew he was in danger, the attraction of Tianhuang District made Di Jiu still want to go to Tianhuang District.

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Zeng's courtyard.

As soon as Zeng He came out of his daughter's room, Xiao Qian came to Zeng He excitedly and said with a trembling voice, I was rescued, I was really rescued...

Zeng He looked at Xiao Qian doubtfully, What do you mean you were rescued?

Xiao Qian took a few anxious breaths, and then said with excitement, Uncle, a patient in Jinhai Hospital was rescued...

Zeng Heyi frowned. With so many patients in Jinhai Hospital every day, isn't it normal for one patient to be saved? If no patients are rescued, Jinhai Hospital will not be normal.

Xiaoqian knew that she was speaking too hastily, and quickly explained, No, no. He was a patient with the same disease as Zeng Yixun, and he was saved. And his condition was much more serious than Zeng Yixun, and he was even about to face He was rescued from death.”

This time Xiao Qian finally explained clearly. After finishing speaking, her face was still a little red with excitement.

What? Zeng He grabbed Xiao Qian's arm and said excitedly, Who is it? Tell me who it is quickly? Invite him right away, no, we will send Yixun to him right away...

Zeng He didn't know what he should express, his face turned red with excitement.

Xiaoqian calmed down. She took a breath and said, Uncle, I don't know who this person is yet. Fortunately, no one cares about the patient. I invited the rescued patient to Zeng's house.

Why don't you know who saved it? By the way, did you invite the patient to Zeng's house? Yes, you did the right thing. I will go see the patient right away. Zeng He also gradually calmed down.

There was no need for Zeng He to see the patient, Xiao Qian had already ordered someone to bring the mother and son. The mother looked haggard, but she was in good spirits. Her two sons, the eldest is about twenty years old, about the same age as Yi Xun. It's just so thin that it can be blown away by a gust of wind, and it looks like a skeleton. The blood on his face, which only looked like skin, was quite good. Xiao Qian probably gave him some nutritional supplements.

The youngest child, only seven or eight years old, looked at the luxurious living room timidly with his eyes wide open.

Sun Ying has met the chairman. The woman bowed, and the thin young man standing next to her also bent down.

Zeng He said, Good name, please sit down, please sit down.

After Sun Ying and her two sons sat down carefully, Zeng He asked kindly, Are you still used to living here?

Although he longed to know the doctor's name, he first cared about Sun Ying's situation.

Thank you, Chairman. Sister Xiaoqian has asked me to help with some housework. It's very, very good here... Sun Ying quickly stood up again and bowed to thank her.

Zeng He turned to Xiao Qian who was standing aside and said, Xiao Qian, give Sun Ying an easier job when the time comes. Don't be too tired. And Sun Ying's eldest child, please give her some more nutrients. .”

Yes. Xiao Qian replied quickly.

Sun Ying stood up to thank her again. Zeng He waved his hand and said, Sun Ying, to be honest, I have something to ask you for help.

Sun Ying said in fear, Chairman, in order to treat my child's illness, I even bought a house. Now I am homeless. I'm afraid, I'm afraid...

Sun Ying's thought was that she might not be able to help such a wealthy family.

Zeng He smiled and said, I have a daughter who has the same disease as your eldest son. I would like to ask which doctor saved your son. I also want to ask that doctor to save my daughter.

Hearing Zeng He's question, Sun Ying's eyes flashed with excitement, That doctor is really a living Buddha. He saved my son in half an hour, and he didn't charge a penny or let us go. We went to the hospital to pay the money, and they just let us go back to recuperate. If we hadn't met Xiao Qian, we wouldn't even have a place to go now.

Zeng He's heart nearly jumped out of his throat with excitement. He leaned forward and asked in an increasingly urgent tone, Do you know the name of the doctor?

Sun Ying shook her head blankly, I don't know. He was wearing a mask at the time and left immediately after saving my son. I didn't even have time to say thank you, and I still feel guilty.

Zeng He was a little dumbfounded. He didn't know his name or his appearance...

Then where did you find him? Zeng He asked again.

Sun Ying said, Dr. Huang said that my son could not be saved. I cried and begged him, and Dr. Huang pushed me away into the office and closed the door. At this time, the doctor walked up to me and said he wanted to see my son. , I was just so excited at the time that I took him to see my son. It took him half an hour to rescue my son. By the way, it was on the 11th floor of the third building...

Finally made it clear.

Do you know how he saved your son? Zeng He was very excited. Even if Sun Ying didn't tell him the reason, he could find him as long as he was still in Jinhai Hospital.

Sun Ying said, He closed the curtain when he was treating the patient. I guess he used gold needles because there were a lot of needle marks on my son's body.

While talking, Sun Ying took the initiative to pull off his eldest son's clothes. Sure enough, there were some faint traces of acupuncture on his back. It is estimated that these traces will disappear in a day or two.

Another golden needle? Zeng He suddenly thought of the video he had seen before. Didn't Fu Puleng also use gold needles to treat it?

Is Fu Puleng's office on the eleventh floor? Zeng He looked at Xiao Qian and asked.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)