After leaving the Hanting Hotel for a long time, Zhou Kui still looked dazed.
Why did Xu Changsheng change his appearance after joining the patrol department?
The original backstage man Pang Tianxiong was driven abroad by his eldest brother.
Now Director Ye has appeared again?
The next morning, before leaving for work, Zhou Kui finally gritted her teeth and asked, "What happened last night?"
Xu Changsheng was braiding Xiao Dou Ding's hair. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "I just used chicken feathers as arrows. Director Ye has long been dissatisfied with Deng Xiangdong, who has done many evil things. I beat Deng Xiangdong, and Director Ye treated me very kindly. Then
Wei Dong watched from the side and thought that Director Ye and I had a very good relationship."
"oh."
Zhou Kui nodded, that was indeed the case.
Patrol chief Ye Jingcheng's hatred of evil is a well-known reputation in Jincheng.
"Xu Changsheng, actually I am very boring."
"When others look down on us, I also hope they can look up to us."
"So I was very happy last night. Even if I couldn't complete the cooperative supply task today, my grandma asked me to wash the toilet in the company, and I would do it."
Zhou Kui said with a soft face, twitching a bit.
She suddenly walked back from the door, and while her parents were doing other things, she closed her eyes and quickly kissed Xu Changsheng on the cheek, and then disappeared as fast as possible.
"Wow!"
The little boy with two braids pointing upwards had sharp eyes and yelled: "Mommy secretly kissed daddy!"
Xu Changsheng glanced sideways at his dancing daughter: "If you are envious, just say so."
Little Douding jumped into his father's spacious arms, imitated his mother and gave him a smack, and his milky laughter echoed in the house in the early morning.
Chen Pingping and Zhou Weijun, who were busy with housework, looked over, shook their heads and muttered a few words.
Xu Changsheng touched his face and smiled softly.
Thinking of the mission given by Mrs. Zhou and the bet between myself and Zhou Yuqing.
This matter must be resolved today.
Xu Changsheng thought for a while, handed his daughter over to Zhou Kui's parents, and took a car to the First City Hospital alone.
…
City No. 1 Hospital, entrance.
Deng Tong and his wife, the miracle doctor Zhang Tuo, Chen Qingyu and more than ten close relatives were waiting for him.
With eager anticipation and respect on the face.
Today is the day when Holy Hand Jiao Linghe arrives.
We will fly to Jincheng at nine o'clock, then take a bus to the hospital. Calculating the time, we should almost arrive.
Originally, Deng Tong planned to go to the airport to greet Jiao Shengshou in person, but the old man specifically told him before boarding the plane that he did not need any ostentation.
"Mr. Jiao is truly an immortal."
Liu E couldn't help but sigh, thinking that her son would be cured soon, she was so excited that her charming body trembled with excitement.
Deng Tong frowned, pulled Chen Qingyu aside and said, "How is Mr. Lu doing? Why has there been no news?"
Chen Qingyu was also puzzled: "I can't get in touch. Mr. Lu's fruit shop is not open today."
The two looked at each other, feeling heavy in their hearts.
What's the matter?
The gold-medal bodyguard hired by his family with an annual salary of tens of millions went to break a young man's legs, but he stayed out all night and lost track of him?
"I hired Mr. Lu for more than a year. This is his first assignment, so I don't know his ability from the beginning to the end." Deng Tong said solemnly: "Chen Qingyu, where did you hire Mr. Lu from?
Could it be that he is just a drunkard trying to defraud me of my money?"
"Impossible." Chen Qingyu responded: "Although Mr. Lu was introduced to me by a friend, he has a family background, which means that Mr. Lu must have real skills."
Deng Tong said angrily: "Then why did he disappear!?"
Chen Qingyu smiled bitterly: "Master, I don't know, maybe there is something temporarily delayed."
"Oh shit--"
Deng Tong was very upset and was about to curse.
A taxi stopped in front of the hospital.
Then, a white-haired old man wearing cloth clothes and carrying a cloth bag came down.
Zhang Tuo was shaken all over and stepped forward with tears in his eyes: "Master!!"
Deng Tong and others were shocked when they realized that this ordinary white-haired old man was actually Jiao Linghe, a world-famous medical expert!
"Lao Jiao!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Jiao!"
"Mr. Jiao traveled thousands of miles to come to save my son. The entire Deng Tong family is deeply grateful!"
Everyone greeted him with great respect.
Deng Tong even made a long bow.
Obviously, Jiao Linghe's reputation has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
After all, this was a figure who became famous in Beijing decades ago in his middle age and was regarded as a 'holy hand' by many powerful people.
The difficult and complicated diseases, terminal illnesses, and even the dead that he has saved are all well-documented.
There is no false person under the great reputation!
"Don't say this."
Jiao Linghe waved his hands hurriedly, pulling Zhang Tuo's clothes and his eyes turned red: "You said there is a young man who also used the Five Dragon Acupuncture Technique? Where is he!?"
Seeing Jiao Linghe's red eyes, everyone thought he was angry.
"It's normal." Deng Tong thought to himself: "After all, his unique acupuncture technique has been secretly learned by outsiders. Even the humble Mr. Jiao is not willing to accept it."
"Master, I don't know where he is." Zhang Tuo said hurriedly: "Let's get down to business. Let's treat Mr. Deng's son first, right?"
"What's the business, what's the business!"
Jiao Linghe spat out gracelessly: "The young man who performed the Five Dragon Acupuncture Technique is on business. I want to see him, see him!"
Deng Tong and others were immediately speechless.
Isn’t it just a set of stitches?
Although it is very unpleasant to be stolen, but it won't make you lose your dignity, right?
You are too stingy!
Where is the Immortal Wind Dao Bone?
Of course, everyone only thinks about these words in their hearts and dare not say them out loud.
Deng Tong had no choice but to say: "Mr. Jiao, let's show Dong'er a look first. After that, I will find you the boy who secretly learned the Five Dragon Acupuncture Technique."
"Really?" Jiao Linghe looked at him suspiciously.
"Of course, although I, Deng Tong, am not well-known outside, everyone in Jincheng knows that I never make jokes." Deng Tong said with a confident smile.
"Okay, then I believe you."
Jiao Linghe nodded quickly: "Where is your son? Let's start quickly."
Deng Tong breathed a long sigh of relief: "Mr. Jiao, please come with me."
We arrived at the intensive care unit where Deng Xiangdong was in the VIP Building.
"Master, Mr. Deng's living-death disease is very strange." Zhang Tuo frowned deeply and said, "He seems to have a very clear perception of the surrounding environment, but...but..."
"do not speak."
Staring at Deng Xiangdong on the hospital bed, Jiao Linghe waved his hand to signal everyone to shut up.
Everyone quickly closed their mouths.
Jiao Linghe's old face was extremely solemn. He stepped forward and raised Deng Xiangdong's eyes to look at him, then stretched out two fingers and pressed them three inches below his Adam's apple.
Half a minute later, he felt Deng Xiangdong's pulse again.
Finally, Jiao Linghe turned Deng Xiangdong over and hit his back five times with his palm.
Deng Xiangdong was still lying limp and motionless, only breathing long and hard.
Jiao Linghe stopped and stood by the bed for ten minutes, then turned back to face everyone and said: