Chapter 012 [I want to incarnate as Cai... ah! It should be Sherlock Holmes]
There was still an air of madness in the room. Looking at his father who was bound to the bed, he sighed.
Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
In martial arts novels, internal force has the property of healing wounds. I wonder if he can do that.
Of course, He Xiaotian's heart was full of the attitude of giving it a try.
This incident is full of weirdness, not to mention that my father is not suffering from internal injuries.
If it doesn't work, the hospital has to find a way to send it there.
You can't delay dad's treatment just because of a paper factory, right?
If the factory is gone, life in the future will be harder at worst.
But if people are gone, then there really is nothing.
He actually understood what his mother was doing. The paper mill was his father's lifelong endeavor.
It can almost be said that he is a second son.
I called my uncle and aunt over, presumably to help them come up with an idea.
After all, he is the second boss, and his uncle’s family’s efforts are also involved.
His right hand covered his father's chest, feeling a hot energy and his heart moved at will.
As soon as the internal energy entered He Sheng's body, he felt a cold resentment.
The aura contained a lot of negative emotions, and even He Xiaotian found it difficult, even slightly affected.
The hot inner energy poured into Dad's body in a steady stream, like a flood that burst a dam, sweeping away those grievances.
"laugh!!"
There was a hissing sound in the room, and at the same time, wisps of black smoke rose.
The smoke was choking and mixed with a fishy stench.
It's like a trash can that hasn't been cleaned in half a year, not to mention how sour and refreshing the smell is.
If the person on the bed hadn't been his biological father, He Xiaotian would have sworn that he would have run out and retched.
I don't know how much time passed, but by the time he felt the remaining internal energy in his Dantian, He Sheng's body had stopped smoking.
He resisted the tears in his eyes and pushed open the window.
The breeze blows, and the smoke drifts away.
He turned around and looked at his father, who had his eyes closed and his breathing was steady as if he was taking a nap. He Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it consumed a lot of money and almost exhausted him, it was all worth it.
The paleness on the face faded and gradually became rosy.
The person has also calmed down, no longer staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes and making a low roar in his throat.
The only regret is that there is always an aura entangled in He Sheng's body.
His inner strength cannot be eradicated.
"If I can be stronger, can I directly save my father?" Thinking of this, He Xiaotian clenched his right fist. He felt powerless at this time, of course, it was only for him.
To be fair, he has done a good job in this regard.
At least his father's abnormality was suppressed.
"The trip to the slaughterhouse is essential. But I have to wait until I fully recover and go in at night."
To be honest, the only thing He Xiaotian can do now is to investigate Zhongcheng, the company that has monopolized the meat supply in Z County.
For the rest, apart from suppressing He Sheng's madness just now, there was nothing else he could do.
"call!"
Taking a deep breath, He Xiaotian cheered up and left the bedroom.
"How's it going? What's the situation at the hospital now?"
When my uncle heard this, he shook his head and said, "We can't find out. We can't find out the cause at all. All they can do now is isolate themselves."
He Xiaotian nodded, he just held on to a little hope.
I didn't put my treasure on the hospital at all, let alone the task force.
Once the bet loses, it is very likely that his father will die!!
How could he dare to gamble?
"I know, Mom. There's good news. I just went in and found that my father has started to become normal. But we have to observe him for a while, so you can take good care of him. After dinner, I'll go to the hospital to take a look.
look.
I believe the hospital is under great pressure, and they should be able to come up with a treatment method in the shortest possible time. Even if not, the government will send the best doctors to diagnose and treat the patient. Once there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."
He Xiaotian found an excuse and planned to visit the slaughterhouse tonight.
The only hope is that he can find some clues!
It's not impossible to constantly use your own inner strength to suppress the resentment in your father's body.
Just be afraid, this aura will gradually strengthen and reach an unstoppable level.
When the time comes, he will have no choice but to sit on the wax.
"Really?" Mom showed an expression of surprise, and then rushed into the bedroom quickly. That kind of speed was really disappointing.
At night, it became completely dark.
The somewhat dull and depressing atmosphere had dissipated.
There was a sumptuous dinner on the table, of course without meat.
But it's a shame for He Xiaotian, he has always been a merciless person.
Coupled with martial arts training, his physique is far beyond that of ordinary people.
The important source of nutrients for human beings to provide strength for their bodies is undoubtedly three meals a day.
He could only bite the bullet and keep adding more food, making up for the lack of quality with quantity.
So, my mother, uncle, and aunt stared at He Xiaotian with their mouths agape, and ate five pots of rice and some vegetarian dishes.
This...is this the reincarnation of a loser, right?
"Xiaotian, tell me the truth. Is it because your cousin hasn't given you food recently?" My aunt asked aloud. There was no way! She lived in her son's house, but she ate five pots of rice as soon as she got home.
.
She said that He Xiaotian was living a good life at Liu Junming's house, but her aunt herself didn't believe it!
"I've been growing recently and I've eaten a lot."
He Xiaotian was also quite embarrassed. If word of this spread, I'm afraid his reputation as a loser would be confirmed.
It's just that I have to investigate the Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse at night, and I need to restore my body to its peak condition.
If you are thin-skinned and fold it in after not eating enough, it will be great fun.
Besides, this is your own home, what’s wrong with eating too much?
Uncle and aunt each grinned at He Xiaotian's answer.
You don't even believe what you say.
My mother didn't make much fuss when she saw her son chewing on more than ten elbows in the hospital at noon.
I'm afraid no one will be surprised when faced with five-pot rice.
Where is this?
"Uncle, you two, please don't leave tonight. If you stay at home, you can take care of me." He Xiaotian changed into a black hoodie. If he didn't observe carefully at night, he might not even be able to see anyone.
"If there is any news from the hospital, please inform your family as soon as possible." Before leaving, my mother told me.
"knew."
I went downstairs, started my 10-year-old second-hand Audi, and drove slowly towards the suburbs of Z County.
Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse, here I come.
At the same time, more than ten police cars from the police station set off together.
The task force from the provincial capital was also in the car.
Liu Junming, whose Wu Chi dream was shattered, also went with him.
Their destination - Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse in the suburbs.