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Chapter Twelve Dragon Song Moon

Zi Qin did not go to work in the company for three days. The company was disorganized and most of the employees resigned. Zi Qin locked herself in the room all day long and did not go out. Mother Wang brought food to the room.

Zhuo Bufan knew that he could not help now and could only focus on practicing. However, he made rapid progress and broke through the fourth level of Qi training.

That day, he was just about to go to the drugstore to buy some medicinal materials and prepare some concentration pills for Ye Ziqin. When he walked to the door of the store, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered around him.

"If I don't send him to the hospital, I'm afraid he won't survive."

"Hurry up and call 10!"

"Get out of the way, the doctor is coming."

Zhuo Bufan stood outside and saw an old man falling to the ground in pain, clutching his chest, gasping for air, his chest rising and falling like a blower, and a very painful expression on his face.

Zhuo Feifan originally had no interest in joining in the fun, and besides, he was not a very kind person. He would save people whenever he saw them. Everyone has their own destiny and it is in accordance with destiny.

He was planning to go directly to the drug store to buy medicine when suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw a familiar figure walking up to the old man:

"Grandpa, please hold on, I've invited Dr. Liu here." The girl said anxiously, then turned to a young doctor in a white coat behind her and said, "Doctor Liu, please."

Doctor Liu immediately ordered the nurse beside him to take out the instruments, looked at the girl and said, "Miss Long, don't worry, I will definitely cure the old man."

After saying that, he walked over to the old man with a stethoscope and blood pressure tester and started checking.

"Isn't this one of the school beauties of Jinling High School? One of the most influential people on Long Geyue's campus. She has an outstanding temperament and is tall, beautiful and generous. My classmates often talk about their secret love for this goddess in front of him." Zhuo Bufan thought in his mind.

My head is filled with surprise, and past events come to mind.

When he was at school, his deskmate once confessed his love to this girl at the freshman dance, but was rejected on the spot. He also drank with his deskmate all night long, and now he can't help but feel emotional when he thinks about it.

At this time, Dr. Liu took off his stethoscope and frowned: "Ms. Long, the old man's illness is very serious and he must go to the hospital for surgery."

Long Geyue was anxious when she heard this, and her eyebrows were furrowed. Grandpa hated surgery the most, but what else could he do now?

"Actually, I can cure it without surgery." A sudden voice sounded, and Long Geyue and Dr. Liu raised their heads at the same time and looked at the young man in front of them.

Long Geyue looked at the boy in front of her who was similar to her age and frowned slightly. If a white-haired old man said this, it would be somewhat credible, but the man in front of her is too young!

"Are you also a doctor?" Doctor Liu looked at Zhuo Bufan with a cold face, disdain in his eyes.

"I'm not a doctor." Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

Even he couldn't cure the old man's stubborn disease. Now a young man comes out and says he can cure the old man. Isn't this a slap in his face? Dr. Liu said coldly: "Since you are not a doctor, how dare you say such nonsense? What if?

If the optimal time for surgery is delayed, who will bear the responsibility?"

"Our Dr. Liu is a top student who graduated from the Medical University of California in the United States. He has published many famous papers in the medical field. Dr. Liu even said that surgery is needed. How can you cure the patient?" the little nurse next to him said disdainfully.

When Dr. Liu heard what the little nurse said, he said with a proud smile on his face: "Young people should not think that they are miracle doctors just because they have read a few medical books. To be honest, I think Chinese medicine is useless at all. It is all a trick of pretending to be magical."

Zhuo Bufan ignored them and his eyes fell on Long Geyue. As for him, an ordinary schoolmate, Long Geyue probably had no impression of him long ago. She frowned and said: "Grandpa's illness is an old one, it's not a joke.

Since you're not a doctor, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head. Since others thought it was unnecessary, why should he put his warm face on his cold butt? Just as he turned around to leave, he suddenly heard a violent cough, and a large mouthful of blood came out of the mouth of the old man lying on the ground.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Brother Jun, hurry up and drive grandpa to the hospital for surgery. You can't wait any longer." Long Geyue quickly said to a man with short hair like a javelin next to her.

The short-haired man nodded and was about to make a call when he suddenly saw a dark shadow rushing to the old man's side and slapping the old man on the chest with two palms. This man was none other than Zhuo Bufan.

Long Geyue was stunned, Dr. Liu and the nurse were stunned, and the onlookers were stunned. Damn, is there anyone who can save people like this?

These two palms actually penetrated directly into the old man's body with spiritual energy, helping him to clear his airway.

"Looking for death." The strong man with short hair changed his face and kicked Zhuo Bufan in the face.

Zhuo Bufan quickly blocked it with his hands. The opponent's strength was astonishing and his secret energy was surging. He was actually a master, several levels stronger than Yin Hu.

Brother Jun didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan actually blocked his leg whip. He was stunned for a moment and immediately bullied him. Zhuo Bufan couldn't really beat the person with his hands, so he could only resist appropriately.

Long Geyue hugged the old man and said emotionally: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Grandpa..."

Doctor Liu and the nurse looked pale. They both knew who Mr. Long was. If something went wrong, they wouldn't be able to survive.

"I, I'm fine." Suddenly the old man's face turned rosy and he said aloud.

Brother Jun, who was fighting Zhuo Bufan, heard the sound and hurriedly turned his head and ran to the old man and said: "Chief, are you okay?"

Long Aotian waved his hand: "The tightness in my chest is gone. It's okay. Where is the expert just now?"

An expert?

Long Geyue and Brother Jun looked at each other. Could it be that the man's two palms saved grandpa just now? When the two people and the people around them reacted, Zhuo Bufan was still there, and he was a bit pretentious.

Go and hide the freedom and ease of merit and fame.

Dr. Liu didn't respond and stammered: "Old man, do you want to go to the hospital for surgery now?"

"No need for surgery." Long Aotian gave him a cold look. Doctor Liu knew that his career was probably over. No matter what Long Aotian's identity was, even the dean would look at his face.

Long Aotian ignored Dr. Liu and the nurse, looked at Long Geyue and said: "We must find the expert just now and thank him for his life-saving grace."

Long Geyue bit her lip and nodded hard, smiling bitterly: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely find him."

On the other side, Zhuo Bufan had already sneaked away from the drug store to buy some medicinal materials and went home to refine the Concentration Pill. He then diluted the pill in the porridge and asked Wang Ma to give it to Ziqin.

He continued to practice in the mountains and forests outside the villa, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"My strength is still too weak now. Bullets, airplanes, and cannons can kill me, and I am too timid in doing things. If I want to improve my strength, I need a lot of medicinal materials, but buying medicine requires money, hey!" Zhuo Bufan thought in his mind.

He smiled bitterly, he had been practicing immortality for hundreds of years, and he had never worried about money.

At night, as soon as he returned to the villa, he received a call from Jin Hu:

"Yang Laoba has come back. God will hold a banquet for him at Hongmen Tower tomorrow to invite him to dinner and talk about you. Come over at eight o'clock tomorrow night. God is extremely kind to you. You'd better think clearly about whether you want to submit to God.

"

Zhuo Bufan frowned and said, "I can handle my own affairs. As for God's favor, I will return it to him if I have the chance."

Jin Hu on the other end of the phone snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
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