Fang Dusha soon came with people. She glanced at Ye Dong coldly and asked the young nurses to carry Director Hou onto the stainless steel trolley.

"You are a doctor, how can you hit someone?" Fang Dusha said coldly at Ye Dong.

"You really made a mistake this time. I am a doctor, so how could I hit someone?" Ye Dong shrugged, "If you want to blame, you must blame Director Hou himself. He walked accidentally and insisted on hitting my door frame. Isn't it right? Director Hou."

"Director Fang... I accidentally walked by myself and fell down. It really has nothing to do with Director Ye." Director Hou was almost crying.

After glanced at Ye Dong, Fang Dusha snorted coldly and pushed Director Hou away with several young nurses.

Ye Dong returned to his room, and Zhen Tinghao immediately stood up respectfully.

"Director Ye, the trouble has been solved. Can we start treatment?" Zhen Tinghao looked at Ye Dong with anticipation.

"No hurry, Section Chief Zhen has a cup of tea, let's chat slowly." Ye Dong waved his hand and smiled.

"I won't drink tea, Director Ye, please save me no matter what. I will hold all my sexual blessings in the rest of my life in your hands." Zhen Tinghao begged all over his face, almost kneeling down for Ye Dong.

If I had known today, why would Ye Dong sneer in his heart?

However, Ye Dong is not a narrow-minded person who holds grudges. What's more, Zhen Tinghao's big slap was simply powerful. He felt that he needed to help Zhen Tinghao find some of his majesty as a man. It would be better to be a man.

"How long has your disease been like this?" Ye Dong sat back on his chair and asked with a teacup.

"About a month." Zhen Tinghao's old face blushed.

"It's been a month, why didn't I think of coming to treat it until now?" Ye Dong was shocked. A man's thing was no longer good. He only came to see the doctor more than a month later. How did he survive that month?

"Director Ye, I have actually found a doctor, but those doctors are not very good at medical skills." Zhen Tinghao said in a difficult way.

Ye Dong understood that the Section Chief Zhen had gone to find a doctor in the martial arts world. After a month, the disease was not only not cured, but it was getting worse.

"Secretary Zhen, your disease is really not easy to treat." Ye Dong said with a slut, "If you came to me when you just found out that you were sick, maybe I still have a solution, but now the disease is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, I'm afraid..."

"No! Director Ye, you must have a solution, right?" Zhen Tinghao was almost anxious. He was both nervous and scared.

"Calm down, Section Chief Zhen." Ye Dong waved his hand and signaled Zhen Tinghao to sit down.

"If everything has a cause, there will be a result. If your things don't work, it's just your result. If you want to eliminate the evil consequences, you must first get rid of the evil causes."

Ye Dong smiled lightly and said, "Life, life, life, and life. If you have excessive desires, it will cause your sexual life to be dry and silent. I am afraid that you will be cured, so you will rejoin your bad habits. Once the old problem occurs, you will run back and blame me."

"I, Zhen Tinghao, swear that as long as Director Ye cures my illness, I will definitely refresh myself and never indulge myself again. I want to abstain from the desire, and I will only have five times a month, uh, no, four times a month, and just have a healthy life with my wife four times a month. Director Ye, isn't my request too much, right?" Zhen Tinghao almost begged.

Ye Dong looked at Zhen Tinghao's eyes, pondered for a while, and nodded slightly, "Since you have already said the ugly words before, I will give it a try. Remember what you said today, your cause will plant the future fruit."

Ye Dong is not a devout Buddhist believer, but he thinks that speaking to Zhen Tinghao in this way will be better.

"Director Ye, don't worry, I must remember what I said today."

"Okay, stretch out your right hand." Ye Dong put down the teacup and said.

Zhen Tinghao immediately sat opposite Ye Dong, carefully stretched out his right hand, and gently placed it on Ye Dong's table.

Ye Dong stretched out his index finger with his right hand and lit it on Zhen Tinghao's palm, like a dragonfly sifting through the water, and he could stop at a glance.

"Okay, go back to work. Remember to come to me every day. In one month, you can recover as you have." Ye Dong got up to wash his hands.

"Uh!" Zhen Tinghao opened his mouth wide in shock, "Director Ye, just click it so simply. Can I really cure my illness?"

Ye Dong wiped his hands with a white towel and smiled and said, "It's not difficult for those who know it, but it won't be difficult. Don't say too much. If you still trust me, go back to work immediately and pretend that nothing has happened. You can come here again tomorrow."

"Okay, I absolutely trust Director Ye." Zhen Tinghao stood up and walked out of the office.

Walking in the corridor, he was secretly suspicious and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he walked into the bathroom gently.

One minute later, Zhen Tinghao walked out with a refreshing spirit. The urination was so good. It took him a minute to solve the problem. Even Zhen Tinghao himself could not remember this problem. It seemed that even the urination dripping and the inability to urinate had disappeared.

This time, Zhen Tinghao respected Ye Dong from the bottom of his heart. He tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror, and Zhen Tinghao left.

After seeing Zhen Tinghao off, Ye Dong was free and quietly took out the blood in the needle that Liu Xiaolan gave him from the space ring.

The space ring is fresher than the refrigerator and freezer, and the blood in the needle seems to be slightly warm.

Ye Dong took a glass test tube, squeezed a few drops of blood into the test tube, then gently cut his fingers and dripped a few drops of his blood into the test tube.

Then, he widened his eyes and looked at the reaction inside the test tube without blinking.

However, five minutes passed and there was no reaction in the test tube.

Ye Dong was disappointed. It seemed that Liu Xiaolan was not her destiny. She threw away the test tube and put away the syringe. Ye Dong took out the book and spent five dollars to look at it from the small painting book he bought from the barefoot immortal.

After drinking a sip of tea, Ye Dong smiled and casually turned over the very imposing cover. Just a glance, Ye Dong was stunned. A sip of tea almost spewed out.

"How could it be... a thunderbolt?"

Ye Dong's eyes trembled, and he opened the small book. The first page was blank, and on the second page, there was a very vivid and picture-like lightning thunderbolt. Below the thunderbolt are four small characters with fly heads - the electric light thunderbolt!

The winding lightning, like a dragon, split the sky fiercely, and the shocking aura made people tremble in their hearts. Although it was just a small picture, it was extremely vivid.

If this is a coincidence, Ye Dong looked back a few pages and crossed a few blank sheets of paper, Ye Dong actually saw Liuwei Zhenhuo!

Six flower seedlings of different colors are burning wildly, and the sky is surging flames seem to burn the sky. And under the flame is still a line of small characters in fly heads - Liuwei True Fire.

After touching the cold sweat, Ye Dong read another one, and it turned out to be cold ice-breaking!

A hundred feet of ice stood tall in front of a villain, and the ice like a giant mountain was actually from the hands of that villain.

Ye Dong turned back another page and found that there were ten pages in the small painting book, three pictures in total, and the others were blank. Coincidentally, these three super magical skills happened to be the super skills he learned from the second master.

Ye Dong's eyes were fixed on the back cover of the small painting book, with a line of words and a few passages there.

Ten big characters in a line: thunder, lightning, wind, rain, fog, gold, wood, water, fire, earth.

Those passages seem to be written in new words, and compared with the first ten words, the handwriting seems very fresh.

"Boy, I should believe that this time I am a barefoot immortal? Is this time I beat your four self-righteous masters, and it was not as difficult as I fool you once today, and I was even pierced by my feet."

Seeing this, Ye Dong was so shocked that he left the island this time, he planned to find the guy who had won four masters and help the masters avenge his previous shame. Unexpectedly, the man stood in front of him last night, but he didn't know him at all.

"Don't be nervous or afraid, this great immortal will not harm you. The villain book you hold is called "The Heart Sutra of Yuanqi and Prosperity."

"There are ten amazingly powerful domineering methods recorded on it. I don't know how many techniques you have learned from your four masters, but as long as you learn it, the pattern will automatically be displayed on the page."

"As for not showing blank pages, don't be discouraged. When the time is ripe, it will naturally give you inspiration."

"As for the page that displays the pattern, you can think about it yourself, and it has endless uses."

Ye Dong finally began to pay attention to this book "The Heart Sutra of Vitality and Prosperity" that he bought for five yuan. He thought in his mind, and saw the tone of the barefoot immortal leaving these passages, as if he had given this little book to himself.

After he gave the little book to Ye Dong, Ye Dong watched him walk away. But what method did he use to leave the words left on this villain's book?

Could it be that he is really a barefoot immortal?

Ye Dong shook his head.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. Ye Dong held the book solemnly and carefully looked it over.

He looked carefully and found that the pages of the book were ten in total, which happened to correspond to thunder, lightning, wind, rain, fog, gold, wood, water, fire, earth and earth.

The first page is blank because he has not learned the skills related to thunder, while the second page shows the skills he has practiced - Thunderbolt Lightning. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seven pages are all blank, corresponding to wind, rain, fog, gold, and wood, and he has not practiced these five skills.

Pages 8 and 9 show that the six true fire and ice that Ye Dong practiced were broken. The tenth page was still blank, and the corresponding one should be earth. Ye Dong also had never practiced the martial arts related to earth.

Ye Dong practiced three of the ten magical skills in total, and seven of them had never been learned from his masters. However, it doesn’t matter. Since the barefoot immortal told him that the time was ripe in the future, he would give him enlightenment. Ye Dong no longer tried to worry about that leisurely heart.

His eyes were quietly staring at the three pictures full of patterns. Since it was the barefoot immortal who told him that this picture had infinite uses, Ye Dong decided to give it a try and see what it had.
Chapter completed!