Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Mr. Wang, and saw that he was staring at him with a tigerish face, blowing his beard and glaring eyes. Zhou Shiqi immediately turned his head away from him with a guilty conscience.
Out of sight!
Zhou Shiqi wanted to pretend to be stupid and get through, but Wang Keer didn't let him go.
After Zhou Shiqi's head and tail fell off, Wang Keer pushed him towards Mr. Wang. While pushing him, he whispered: "Good boy, Wang Dazhuang, go and apologize to grandpa."
Zhou Shiqi blinked his eyes and looked at Mr. Wang with a harmless expression.
When Mr. Wang saw this, he stared at him expressionlessly and remained silent for a long time.
One person and one dog looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Suddenly, Mr. Wang bent down, clutching his chest and looking uncomfortable. His breathing was rapid, his face was extremely pale, and a large amount of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Wang Ke'er and Mrs. Wang panicked and rushed forward, holding one of Mr. Wang's arms and helping him sit down on the sofa nearby.
Wang Keer was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She was a little overwhelmed and didn't know where to put her hands.
Mrs. Wang gently stroked Mr. Wang's back and helped him smoothen his breath. But she felt something was wrong in her heart. Her old man had a very strong body, and he had never suffered from chest tightness and asthma.
Although she was suspicious, Mrs. Wang only lost her temper when Mr. Wang and the dog were fooling around together.
Mrs. Wang looked at him angrily and amusedly, and at the same time secretly cursed this bad old man for his nonsense. How old is he to play wrestling with a dog?
Does this guy with old arms and legs still think of himself as a young man?
Don’t you have any idea in your mind?
Zhou Shiqi's heart skipped a beat. He was completely frightened by the scene in front of him. Did this old Wang throw his head so carelessly?
"You won't be able to catch your breath and die like this, right?"
"Then does this count as intentional homicide?"
Zhou Shiqi was so panicked that his four legs became weak.
As his mind raced, Zhou Shiqi quickly thought about how to deal with the trouble at hand.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Zhou Shiqi's mind, and he immediately rushed out of the main house.
Outside the house, Zhou Shiqi asked Xiaota to spit out his small bag and took out a small medicine bottle from the bag.
This is some special dog food that he went to Li Cheng's house to dress up a few days ago.
After thinking about it, Zhou Shiqi opened the medicine bottle, ate part of the special dog food, and closed the lid after leaving three pills.
Then, Zhou Shiqi put the small bag back into the small tower space and entered the main room with the small medicine bottle in his mouth.
Zhou Shiqi quickly rushed to Mr. Wang's side, stood up on his hind legs, placed his two front paws on the sofa, opened his mouth, and placed the small medicine bottle on Mr. Wang's body.
Wang Ke'er and Mrs. Wang looked at each other with surprise in each other's eyes.
Wang Ke'er stretched out her right hand, and just as she was about to take the simple-looking small medicine bottle, she saw a withered old man's hand take the small medicine bottle into her hand before her.
Wang Ke'er looked intently and saw her grandfather's eyes shining brightly as he looked at the small medicine bottle in his hand. He kept stroking it with both hands and playing with it with some fondness.
Look at Mr. Wang's current appearance, he is so full of life and vigor, how can he still look as pitiful as before?
Wang Keer covered her mouth and said in disbelief: "Grandpa, are you okay?"
Mr. Wang looked suffocated, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. After saying "Ouch," he lay limply on the sofa, moaning every now and then.
However, he held the small medicine bottle tightly with his right hand and refused to let go.
Wang Keer: "..."
Mrs. Wang was very direct. After kicking Mr. Wang, she picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and left the main house without looking back.
Zhou Shiqi's eyes flashed fiercely, and he grinned and growled at Mr. Wang.
Damn, this bad old man was actually showing off his acting skills, and he was so realistic that he fooled everyone present.
Zhou Shiqi had to lament that this old king was really humiliating himself by not acting. The Oscar ceremony was missing a best actor.
Wang Keer led Zhou Shiqi out of the main house with black streaks on his head, leaving Mr. Wang alone there moaning without any illness.
After everyone left, Mr. Wang turned over and sat up, took the small medicine bottle in front of him and looked at it carefully.
After Mr. Wang retired from the army, he became obsessed with antiques and miscellaneous items for a while, and would often visit antique markets.
He went there often, and he got to know many people from all walks of life in the antique industry.
After going back and forth, Mr. Wang learned a lot of useful knowledge about appreciating antiques.
Take the small medicine bottle in front of you as an example. The material looks like jade but not jade, and the texture is as if it were made from nature. It doesn't look like it could be fired in a cave at all.
Mr. Wang estimated that if he sold this small medicine bottle in an antique shop, it would cost hundreds of thousands at least. He didn't dare to think about the price going up.
When he thought that the small medicine bottle in his hand was worth hundreds of thousands, Mr. Wang's eyes were shining brightly. Even a bottle was so valuable, and the value of the things in the bottle...it couldn't be estimated casually.
Opening the cap of the bottle, Mr. Wang took a closer look. It was so dark that he couldn't see what was inside.
After shaking the small medicine bottle, he knew that there was indeed something inside. Mr. Wang understood and carefully tipped the mouth of the bottle towards the palm of his left hand.
Soon, three brown, unknown solids slipped from the mouth of the bottle.
Mr. Wang stared at the thing in his hand with a strange expression, wondering in his mind what it was?
"Since it's what that dog Wang Dazhuang took out, it shouldn't be ordinary stuff."
"I heard from Jianjun that the dog went to a newly discovered cave a few days ago. Could this thing be the elixir obtained from it?"
After pondering for a moment, Mr. Wang picked up a piece of special dog food and put it into his mouth.
After chewing twice, he swallowed it with saliva.
Not long after, Mr. Wang's whole body suddenly shook, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
From Mr. Wang's induction, a warm air slowly rose up in his belly, gradually getting hotter and hotter, as if he was being burned by a fire.
At this moment, Mr. Wang felt as if his soul was blessed. He turned around, lunged and punched, and he unleashed one set of punches after another.
The tiger and the tiger generate the wind, and the fists are powerful and domineering!
When the warm air in his belly diminished, Mr. Wang swallowed the other two pieces of special dog food without hesitation and continued to practice boxing.
After a long while, Mr. Wang finished his work and stood up, exhaling a breath of turbid air.
Slowly opening his eyes, Mr. Wang's eyes shone brightly. The bottleneck that had troubled him for decades was finally broken.
And, it doesn't stop there.
Mr. Wang took a few deep breaths, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. The wounds in his body that had been hidden for years were almost healed!
Mr. Wang has a complex expression. He owes Wang Dazhuang a lot.
Then I thought about it, this dog was originally raised by my granddaughter. We are all part of the same family, so how can we distinguish each other?
Thinking of this, Mr. Wang felt at ease, thinking about when he would get something good from that dog again.