My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 85

[085] hell
Although Ye Xuan's medical skills have been recognized, Song Xi and Xu Wei are still cold and have no good looks towards Ye Xuan.

Think about it too, people kindly apologize to you, but instead you curse them to fly into disasters.

It's strange to give you a good face.

Ye Xuan didn't take it seriously, the two of them were still too young, with little experience, and how could they know the skills of geomantic omen, they would regret it when they suffered a loss.

Although Ye Xuan has gained a certain reputation, he is still too young after all. Except for some nympho girls, patients who are slightly normal would rather pay the consultation fee than choose him.

This point is a problem of Chinese people since ancient times. They think that things that don't cost money or are cheap are definitely not good.

As everyone knows, there is still the word "high quality and low price" in this world.

Ye Xuan was also happy to be leisurely, crossing his legs, sipping tea and reading the news.

"A female corpse was found in the artificial lake of the tea garden in this city..."

next,
"No more silence, being bullied on campus for 10 years, the post-90s mother sent the leader to prison."

This news story tells that Ms. Wang was bullied on campus and became a public enemy of the whole school. Anyone who dared to help her would be spurned together. In the end, Ms. Wang, who couldn't bear it anymore, used the law to protect her rights and sent the leader to prison.

There was applause from the comments below, and Ye Xuan also commented, "Resist school violence and create a healthy environment for growth."

Immediately afterwards came another piece of news, "This is the reality! Mi, Britain and France gang up on Syria, will they be beaten if they fall behind?"

This news directly detonated the Internet, causing hundreds of millions of clicks and nearly one million comments.

"Weak countries have no diplomacy, and the law of survival of the weak has never changed."

"The country of Syria more than 100 years ago is the country of Syria today."

"Study for the rise of Huaguo, thanks to the efforts of the ancestors with lofty ideals, let us have a peaceful and stable environment today."

"I am more and more admiring for the great people of the old life. No matter how poor, hard and tired, we must engage in scientific research and construction. That is the foundation of establishing a family and a country."

Looking at these comments, Ye Xuan felt emotional, and made up a joke to comment:

"Why attack Syria? Mi Yingfa: We suspect that he has weapons of mass destruction. Then why not attack Tsarist Russia? Mi Yingfa: Because he really has weapons of mass destruction!"

As soon as the comment was posted, it immediately attracted thousands of views, hundreds of likes, and many people commented below.

"6666666."

"Comrade *** please sit down."

"It's also nine-year compulsory education, why are you so good?"

"Silver cabbage!"

"Sitting down is the referee, standing up is the champion, you are too awesome."

"Although it's a joke, it tells the rules of survival. That's right! A weak country has no diplomacy."

Turning to these comments, Ye Xuan smiled knowingly, and suddenly a piece of local news popped up.

"A man armed with a knife broke into the villa of Wang Dayi, a rich man in Kunming City, and hacked to death a family of four. Then the man committed suicide. After investigation, the man was the owner of a restaurant in the city."

Ye Xuan opened it and looked at it, thoughtfully.

In the evening, the number of people seeing a doctor gradually decreased, and the doctors and nurses in the outpatient department chatted about family affairs.

Somehow, the morning news was mentioned.

One of the little nurses said: "Isn't Wang Dayi the boss of Dayi Real Estate Company, he is worth tens of millions!"

"That's right." Another nurse regretted, "I don't know who I offended. The whole family died. His eldest son, Wang Qifa, was only 25 years old, and his youngest son, Wang Qichao, was only [-] years old. What a pity."

"Yeah, tens of millions of net worth, not even an heir."

Hearing Wang Qichao's name, Ye Xuan remembered, isn't that the kid he just came to Kunming to pursue Xiao Chuqing in the KTV room?
It's only been over a month before he was hacked to death. It's really pretending to be struck by lightning!
Song Xi also joined the chat topic, "I heard that Wang Dayi started his business by robbing tombs, and secretly lending usury money, forcing many poor people to sell their sons and daughters. His death is an eye opener."

"That's right, that's right." The first little nurse echoed, "Anyway, I heard that the person who killed him seemed to be forced to kill because he couldn't pay back the money."

Song Xi sneered: "Then you can't kill people, if you knew this, why did you borrow money?"

"I must have borrowed money when I was desperate!"

"Even if it's a loan, it's definitely wrong to pay back the debt and kill someone."

When women get together, they love to gossip and chatter endlessly.

"Uncle Meng, you have a lot of experience in life, can you tell me about it?" Song Xi glanced at the old man Meng who was beside him.

Hearing this, Old Man Meng smiled, and said helplessly: "This kind of thing is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Who would kill a family just because they can't pay back the money!"

"However, I have stayed in Kun City for so long. Wang Dayi is a man who has no conscience and commits all kinds of crimes. He deserves death."

……

"Mr. Ye, what do you want to eat today?" At some point, Wang Biao bowed and stood beside Ye Xuan.

In the past two days, he bought a piece of land on West Street according to Ye Xuan's instructions. As a result, the red-headed document in the city came down today, and the location of the high-tech economic development zone happened to include the piece of land he bought.

'God man! '

He admired Ye Xuan even more, this is the master!
Ye Xuan said: "Go drink some wine first, and then eat a bowl of noodles."

"Yes."

In the evening, Ye Xuan came out of the bar and walked into a secluded alley, followed by Wang Biao.

The mid-autumn night was already a bit cold, and the chilly chill made people shiver. It was strange that there was a warm current flowing around Ye Xuan's body. Wang Biao was amazed, and followed Ye Xuan step by step. I feel comfortable all over my body.

"Ye...Master Ye, if you want to eat noodles, I know a very authentic noodle restaurant, why do you come to such a remote place?" Wang Biao whispered.

"Tonight is not just as simple as eating noodles." Ye Xuan's face sank like water.

"Then...then what are you going to do?" Wang Biao asked cautiously, for fear of causing Ye Xuan's displeasure.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes: "Have you seen a ghost?"

"Ah..." Wang Biao stared blankly at Ye Xuan upon hearing this.

"I'll take you to hell tonight."

"Ah..." Wang Biao's body froze, his face seemed to be crying but not crying, and he said tremblingly:
"Master Ye, don't... stop joking."

Ye Xuan smiled without saying a word, one foot had already stepped into the noodle restaurant, Wang Biao was scared pale, looked at the signboard of "Old Wang's Noodle Restaurant", hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and walked in, huddling beside Ye Xuan , looking around vigilantly.

It was already past meal time, and there was no one else in the shop.

"You're here again, are you still here for Yangchun Noodles this time?" Old Wang greeted him with the same humble smile and submissive tone.

Ye Xuan: "Okay."

Soon, two bowls of Yangchun noodles were placed on the table: "Two, take your time!"

(End of this chapter)