This son of a bitch has indeed obtained the Little Holy Acupuncture Technique! I just don’t know what kind of flowers and fruits he can bear in his hands! It’s a pity that my father Han Chunwang had to bear the pain and give up his love in order to save himself. Alas——
"Okay!" Han Shaer brushed away his thoughts and smiled forbearingly, "I'll invite Dr. Jia to come and take a look. I have a fire in my stomach. Is there a good way to relieve the fire? By the way, I wasn't called Dr. Jing before.
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The waiter had a long face: "Little brother, are you here to see a doctor, or are you here to cause trouble?"
Han Shaer said with a smile: "Look at the disease, look at the disease! Look, there is really a ball of fire!" As he said that, he exhaled a hot stream of air - Hey, the turtle son wants to break the dog's head, but he can't even get close to him!
The clerk took a few steps back and said in slight shock: "You are so angry! Little brother, I wrongly blamed you - Mr. Jia went to Xuyouzhou to open a new hospital. If you are in a hurry, let the doctor here take a look first.
Let’s go look for Mr. Jia again.”
What? Turtle son went to Xuyouzhou again? His grandma, Jingtang was still wet with his corpse, and he ran so fast that he caught up with Hao Baobao and changed his face - I'm afraid there is something going on inside. Forget it, I'll ask Erniang when I see him.
, even if he behaves himself well, if he still has evil intentions like Jia Haoren, hehe——
Why did you fart earlier? I was pretending to be in vain! Silly Han relaxed, stretched, and said lazily: "It's no trouble! Brother, I'm so angry that most doctors can't see it." He turned around and went out, looking back.
At first glance, the words "Hero's Medical Center" were too dazzling, which made him very unhappy.
Let's go, let's go. Don't be afraid to settle accounts. It's right to go back to Shengquan Village first. It's been more than three years. I don't know how my family's life is going - Xiao Bingyue, Xiao Zhongyue, brother misses you, brother is back!
I am a rich man now. What I have is more than the two old men I had back then. Haha, I have become a generation rich! Do you want to buy a horse? Forget it, I still have to feed grass and brush the fur, which is a lot of trouble, so why not
Walk with ease.
After leaving the city, use Qinggong to fly, or use a poor Earth Escape technique to leap nine feet.
Someone saw it and shouted: "Look, there is a big bird flying!" The companion said: "It looks like a person!" The first person who saw it retorted: "You must be dazzled - ah! It looks like a person! Ghost! Run!"
If you scare people into something wrong, you will commit a sin. Han Shaer consciously restrains himself, and no one will be able to act as a divine guardian anymore...
Palm Town, Palm Town, has gone through so many vicissitudes, and has played out so many joys and sorrows! This is the place where my mother passed away, and it is the sad place for Han Shaer. Before he knew it, he shed tears on his blue shirt.
At the Fork Road Hotel, the great shopkeeper and the waiter of the past are gone! Who are they? Who were they appointed to protect? Is it the biological father? If such a biological father really exists, he must be a heartless and unjust hypocrite.
Is he still a competent father who puts his mother's life and death at risk, and puts himself off a cliff? Is there any relationship between father and son? It's better than Han Chunwang's father, who preaches, teaches and solves doubts - well, forget it, maybe he is also in trouble, and he has no health.
Leave it to yourself.
"Please come in, sir!" The waiter smiled with a smile on his face, but his eyes kept scanning and wandering, "Sir, do you want to eat, stay in a hotel, or have fun?"
In addition to eating and staying in the hotel, can you also have fun? Han Shaer's intuition was that it was a black shop, right? "I'm looking for Jing Yanggang!" he said bluntly.
"Bah! Is that what you call Daxia Jing by his first name?" The waiter's face turned unkind.
What's the point? I'm well-dressed, why can't I call him Jing Yanggang? Damn it! Call him uncle? How can I call him chubby? Han Shaer couldn't laugh or cry.