Sleepless Doctor

Seeing Zhuang Qidong's sudden swearing, Zhuang Yongzhi was overjoyed, and rushed forward, holding Zhuang Qidong's right hand with both hands, his eyes were slightly ruddy.

　　 It seems that Zhuang Qidong himself feels strange, he looked around his body, although he is still old, no change. But that kind of lost and regained mind filled the whole body, and all the tension and anxiety before it turned into nothingness.

　　 In a flash, Zhuang Qidong calmed down.

　　 This time he escaped from the dead, he had a lot of insights. I thought colon cancer was already the end of the world, but I didn't expect that there are 18 layers of hell. There are more terrible things than cancer and death.

　　 With thoughts like water, Zhuang Qidong calmed down instantly, with a smile on his face, looking at Taoist Lin, "The immortal long has extraordinary magical powers, admire it!"

　　 "Hehe, you are polite." The stone in Lin Taoist's heart also fell to the ground, and he fell on the ground with the five-body admiration of the young master.

　　 This is not Laoyushan, nor Bajingzi.

　　Although Lin Daoshi doesn't know the name of the Sanatorium and Hospital, just by looking at the decoration, furnishings, and style, you know that it must be a top private hospital.

　　 Xiao Shishu also walked sideways on this side, seeing a foreign doctor training him like a dog, the man didn't even dare to talk nonsense. Moreover, it is Zhen'er Zhen'er's wonderful hand to rejuvenate, and there is no such thing as robbing the house and changing the shape under the hands of Xiao Shishu.

　　 For more than ten minutes, a problem that others could not do is solved cleanly. It is really extraordinary!

　　With such a flick, Lin Daoshi suddenly felt the idea of ​​studying medicine again. Wouldn't it be beautiful if I could do it myself. But he knew it in his mind, and then extinguished the idea.

　　 "The old man is in such a disaster, thanks to the immortal Chang's help..."

　　 Taoist Lin waved his hand and signaled Zhuang Qidong not to speak any more, "The old man rests early and needs to rest for 3 days before he is safe."

　　 Zhuang Qidong was taken aback, listening to what Lin Taoist meant, is he going to leave?

　　 That can't work!

　　 To these earth masters and warlocks, we must treat each other with courtesy. Otherwise, if you encounter a paranoid mind, you will change hands to retaliate, which will be a big trouble.

　　 And this time the disaster came and went without a trace, I saw a middle-aged man, a young man and a girl around me in a semi-awake state, taking his soul with silver vessels. I didn't see what to do, so I was fine.

　　 What if there is still a residue, or if your body is weak, the evil should take the opportunity to enter?

　　 "Master, please stay." Zhuang Qidong said quickly.

　　 Knowing what his father meant, Zhuang Yongzhi patted the back of his father's hand with his hand, put his hand on the bed, stood up, and bowed deeply.

　　 "Master Lin has worked hard, so I can ask for something."

　　 Taoist Lin felt beautiful in his heart. From Taoist priest to Taoist chief, then to the immortal master, and finally to the immortal master, his status is soaring. Moreover, Zhuang Yongzhi's own name has also declined, and now [　] has all fallen to the point of being trivial.

　　 The harshness in Zhuang Yongzhi's previous eyes disappeared, giving people a docile, harmless feeling.

　　 Taoist Lin is ready to slaughter him severely, or else I am sorry for the fear.

　　 "Also ask the fairy master to stay and stay for a few days, so that my dealer will do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord."

　　I glanced at Wu Mian from the corner of his eye, and when Wu Mian nodded slightly, Lin Daoshi nodded and said, "My father is weak, then I will protect the law. In a few days, the old family has a deep blessing, just 1 day."

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi took a deep breath, talking to Master Lin Xian, really simple, no nonsense.

　　 Wu Mian carefully observed Zhuang Qidong's situation, and saw that everything was fine, and he was relieved.

　　 This operation seems to be just a vocal cord internal fixation, a small one that can’t even be said to be an operation. But for Wu Mian himself, it was a huge challenge.

　　 From Zhuang Qidong's audio to his ears, it becomes a band-like number. The brain analyzes and deconstructs by itself, and finally, with his own years of clinical experience and countless related screen flashbacks, he determines the final position and strength to be fixed.

　　 One more point, one point less, even if it's only a little bit, Zhuang Qidong's voice will not be completely restored.

　　 Although there is no "female voice" and the voice is just a little hoarse, it is not an attitude of pursuing perfect treatment.

　　I would never have done this operation so well before returning to China. Wu Mian was also quite excited about this. My level of excellence is still going on. Going further, is there anything more happier than this.

　　 Chu Zhixi could feel the sharpness of Wu Mian's body, but it was not suitable for questioning at this time.

　　 After a few words, Zhuang Yongzhi saw that Zhuang Qidong was a little tired, so he took everyone out.

　　 "Master, I prepared some side dishes at home, please..."

　　 "No need." Lin Daoshi raised his hand slightly, "I am here to protect the law of the old layman. I have to go back to Laoyashan when the matter is over."

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi was startled.

　　 I usually ask a geomancer to watch Feng Shui at home.

　　 But the matter is over, even if you don't even give yourself a secluded place, you don't eat a meal, you either go back or leave the guardian... This kind of person is really different.

　　 He couldn't help but look at Taoist Lin.

　　 "Little Master Uncle." Taoist Lin twisted his beard and smiled and said, "You and Little Master Niang are walking in the Xiangjiang River?"

　　 "No need." Wu Mian shook his head.

　　 What is there to go in Xiangjiang? It’s past the storm and the storm, and there is a sense of run-down everywhere, no matter how prosperous it is.

　　 Because of historical reasons, the Pearl of the Orient has become more and more brilliant. But the same is true for success~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The same is true for failure, which cannot be recovered by human resources. The gang of real estate developers were like parasites, drinking blood on the Oriental Pearl Tower, and then leaving the last time. These things don't matter.

　　 "This..." Zhuang Yongzhi was a little embarrassed.

　　 The other party helped a lot, and rewards are inevitable, and it is necessary to do the landlord’s friendship and let the other party return home in joy.

　　 But looking at the appearance of Lin Xianshi and his little uncle, they are all in a posture that foreign objects are not obsessive. This...but it's embarrassing.

　　In Xiangjiang, the dealer can't say to cover the sky with one hand, but there are many things they can do.

　　 It's easy to ask for money or the company of a tender model. But they don't want anything. Either they are trying to do a lot of things, or it is a real immortal family's method, which is just a kind of cultivation for them.

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi thought about it seriously, smiled slightly, and said, "Master Lin, then it will be hard work. I am in the hospital with you. It is convenient for anything."

　　 After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at a young man with glasses beside him.

　　 "Jia Qi, you accompany Lin Xianshi's little uncle, you must do your best."

　　 The face of the young man wearing glasses became stiff, but he dared not refute it, and responded in a deep voice.

　　 The trivial matters are taken care of by someone, and Wu Mian sometimes thinks that being rich is also a good thing. At the very least, worry-free, don't worry about anything.

　　 whispered to Lin Daoshi in a low voice, reassuring him that the patient was fine, and Wu Mian left the Sanatorium and Hospital accompanied by Chuang Jiaqi.

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