Tan Zhao thought for a moment and said, "What cuisine are you good at? Can you cook health-preserving dishes? Can you cook medicinal meals?"
This obviously means having the right skills. Qi Ling'an immediately patted his chest and said, "I can do it. I know it all. I'm super talented at cooking. If I don't know how to cook, I can learn it! Learn that right away!"
...Okay, okay, stop talking, otherwise he will become jealous.
System: Hahahaha, you are also very talented, you are born to fry the kitchen~
"Okay, as long as you convince my son, I will try to help you save people." Seeing Qi Ling'an nodding, Tan Zhao went out and called Cheng Yan in, while he sat at the door and negotiated terms with Zhou Jinzhuo.
"What's the benefit of asking me to pick up the hot yam?"
Zhou Jinzhuo was leaning against the wall. He was still wearing a motorcycle suit today, with his eyes downcast, like a decadent and melancholy young man. But as soon as he spoke, this temperament disappeared instantly: "Mr. Cheng, this is not good, you
And get double benefits?”
Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Why not? Speaking of which, where does this rice come from?"
"you do not know?"
Tan Zhao spread his hands: "Should I know?"
"Okay, this meter is called 10,000 meters..." Zhou Jinzhuo pretended to be a popular science expert, "Actually, when the technique of 10,000 meters was developed, it was because people with great luck entered Taoism in an attempt to save the world."
Tan Zhao was stunned, could this be related to saving the world?
"Yes, there once was a small country in history. The emperor of the small country was very stupid, comparable to King Zhou. The people were in ruins and wars continued. However, the emperor was still addicted to having fun and expensive clothes. Someone in Xuanmen made a fortune.
, saying that this country still has ten years of life left
However, the common people were living too hard, so there was a man of great luck who knew how to study the Taoist law and studied the rice porridge. The emperor of the small country liked to eat bijing rice porridge very much. After someone donated the rice porridge, he had to eat it almost every day.
One bowl, good results and good results, and soon it was promoted to 10,000 people."
"Then what?"
Zhou Jinzhuo opened a mint candy and ate it. While eating, he said: "According to legend, several lucky people jointly watered the 10,000 meters. When the dose reached the limit, they committed suicide directly. The people who ate the 10,000 meters will naturally bear the karma for them."
As a result, this is especially true for the emperor of a small country."
After hearing this, Tan Zhao raised his head and looked into Zhou Jinzhuo's eyes: "I guess this country will die in ten years, right?"
"...You are so scary."
Just talk, why are you being attacked in life?
Zhou Jinzhuo gave a thumbs up: "You are right, many people in the upper echelons of this country have suffered the backlash of tens of thousands of people. Greedy people do not mean they are not smart. Because of Xuanmen interference, the civil strife in this country has become more serious.
, when a fatuous emperor dies, another even more fatuous emperor will come to power."
"What do you want to say? Destiny cannot be violated?"
Zhou Jinzhuo put his hands in his pockets and suddenly bit the mint candy in his mouth to pieces. The cold feeling in his heart instantly refreshed his whole body: "No, didn't you ask me the origin of ten thousand meters?"
Tan Zhao glanced at the ruthless man who was chewing a refreshing mint candy and nodded in recognition: "Okay, let's bring the topic back to what benefits the special department can give me?"
Zhou Jinzhuo: "..."
Fortunately, Cheng Yan pushed the door open at this time and came out. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be convinced by...Qi Lingan?!
Is it true or not, that ghost inside is so eloquent?
Tan Zhao couldn't help but ask Qi Lingan: "What reason did you use to convince my son?"
Qi Lingan actually shook his head: "I don't know, I said a lot."
...It seems that he is really trying his best.
Tan Zhao actually didn't care about these details: "Okay, since you have convinced my son, let's talk about it, who do you want to save?"
Qi Lingan immediately floated the mobile phone on the ground, and there was a man's handsome and sharp face on it.
"Who is he to you, that you want to save him if he is worth your life?"
Qi Ling'an's originally ghostly face suddenly softened: "My brother, he has been lost since he was a child. My parents still missed him before they passed away. I found his unit half a year ago, but when I arrived he was on a mission and was punished.
News of being seriously injured and comatose."
The man in the photo is named Deng Xu. He once served in a secret team. When he went to the border to perform a special mission, he was unfortunately injured while trying to cover his companions. Due to the delay in treatment, his legs were damaged to varying degrees. Even if he woke up, he would probably have to stay in the hospital.
Spend your life in a wheelchair.
Tan Zhao suddenly understood why Cheng Yan agreed, but he had some questions: "I'm not a doctor, why do you think I can save your brother?"
Qi Lingan scratched his head: "My intuition has always been very accurate. When you appeared at the door of Xiaoyulou, I felt that you would be my brother's only chance."
"..." This damn intuition, Tan Zhao Wan'er, "Then, let me ask you one last question."
Qi Lingan: "What's the problem?"
"It's very simple. Who set up the money game on the first floor of Datang for you?"
"Ah? What kind of money bureau?" The confusion on Qi Ling'an's face didn't look like he was faking it. He reacted for a while and then said, "I entrust the management of Xiaoyulou to professional managers."
Zhou Jinzhuo had been an observer just now. When he heard this, he immediately realized something and went out to find the manager of Xiaoyulou, but...
"Bureau Zhou, the manager is dead."
"Check, get Lao Li here and see what kind of money bureau downstairs there is and what kind of philanderers there are."
Zhou Jinzhuo was not angry at the fact that he had ruined a lucky person under his nose. He sent someone to follow up on Qi Ling'an's resettlement work, and drove off in a hurry on his motorcycle.
Qi Ling'an could not leave Xiaoyulou for the time being before cutting off the cause and effect, so Tan Zhao took Cheng Yan and left temporarily.
The next day, after receiving the information about Deng Xu, he had to set off for a trip to the Affiliated Hospital of the Beijing Military Region.
"It just so happens that the weather is getting colder. Do you want to take a trip at public expense?"
Cheng Yan took the pen and suddenly said: "Okay, take me to school when you get back."
This is really true. A beautiful smile appeared on Tan Zhao's face: "Why did you mention this suddenly? But speaking of it, school starts on September 1st. At this time... But it's okay. The special department owes us an agreement. I believe they should
I will be happy to handle the admission procedures for you."
Cheng Yan held the pen and continued to do the questions. He was probably in a relaxed mood. He felt that today's questions were all as if he knew him. Each question was easier than the last. The sluggish feeling he had in his previous life was no longer at all.
Wutong City is almost an hour's flight away from the capital. It was Cheng Yan's first time to fly, and unfortunately he was a little airsick. When the plane landed, he was carried off by Tan Zhao.
Cheng Yan: Too shameless to meet people.jpg.
Deng Xu was injured while serving his country, and all subsequent treatment was at the Military Region General Hospital. Tan Zhao took the certificate from the special department and was led by a soldier into the single ward where Deng Xu was located.
"No matter what, please save the company commander." The soldier took him to the door of the ward, bowed deeply, and after speaking, he stood at the door of the ward with his back straight.
Everyone believed in him so much that it made him feel a little embarrassed.
In fact, Cheng Yan couldn't get in originally, but Tan didn't know how to meet people and was afraid of missing any information, so he asked Zhou Jinzhuo for a special pass.
When the attending doctor came over, the four of them entered the ward together.
Speaking of which, isn't he engaged in supernatural ghost hunting business recently? Why does he always run to the hospital every time business comes to his door?
Tan Zhao had studied biology before and could understand basic medical cases. Judging from the electronic medical records, Deng Xu should not have been in a coma for so long, so when he saw Deng Xu on the hospital bed, he was not that surprised.
He turned around and asked the soldier: "The border he went to is not in Southeast Asia, right?"
"How do you know?"
...It can be seen that this is obviously a very popular head-lowering technique in Southeast Asia, and it is also a head-lowering technique that involves sacrificing one's life. No wonder people from the relevant departments knew about it and did not come to decipher it.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
As soon as Cheng Yan saw Deng Xu on the bed, he immediately pulled Cheng Si to leave. He said that Cheng Si's dazzling merits were too much remembered.
Tan Zhao touched the child's head helplessly: "That's it. It doesn't require my sacrifice. Do you believe in your father or me?"
"real?"
Tan Zhao showed his white teeth: "Of course, let's finish it quickly. How about we go eat Beijing roast duck and go to the night market in the evening?"
"...No, I'm too tired."
Oh, I almost forgot that my son got airsick all the way here.
"Is there a silver needle?"
In fact, the attending doctor didn't trust this young man very much, but he was still very polite to the person sent by the superior: "Are you a Chinese medicine doctor? Wait, I will find someone to get a pair."
After a while, a little nurse brought me a pair of silver needles. The material was quite good.
Tan Zhao opened Deng Xu's hospital gown and poured spiritual energy into the silver needle. The needle insertion speed was so smooth that people were stunned for a moment.
The attending doctor looked at the person and was very worried about the person. But as soon as the expert took action and the last needle was administered, he immediately gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"
As soon as he was praised, Tan Zhao bit his finger and blood dripped directly onto Deng Xu's chest. An inexplicable pattern was connected by the blood. When Xiao Bing and the attending doctor saw it, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
breathe.
Only Cheng Yan squeezed his hands and wanted to stop him.
But at the moment he hesitated, a stream of black smoke was forced out by blood from Deng Xu's chest. Cheng Yan was about to take action when the black smoke descended and came into contact with the golden light of Cheng Si's merits, and unexpectedly... he instantly let out a "呲呲
The sound of melting.
In just a moment, the black smoke was instantly dispelled, and the golden light of Cheng Si's merit was only bright but not dark.
Lower your head: mmp! This is a bastard! You are overstepping your limits!
Tan Zhao blinked innocently, blame him for his merits, and lowered his hand to pass it on. He thought this thing could last two more minutes, who knew it would be so cost-effective.
Alas, life is really as lonely as snow.
When Tan Zhao saw that the blood on Deng Xu's chest had "burned out", he reached out to take the needle. But who would have expected that before he took it, the person on the hospital bed woke up first. Not only that, he also directly held his hand.
:"Who are you?"
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