Doctor of Healing

Chapter 710
"Brother Lang, I'm a little cold."

Ji Xiang watched Wang Quan push the old Wang's head out from a distance, and felt that the wind on the roof was getting stronger, more urgent, and colder.

"Don't shoot me with bricks for a while, I'll wear my clothes for you. It's windproof, so it's warm."

"Then wear thicker clothes, and your pain will be less when I pat you." Ji Xiang said coldly.

"cut."

Ji Xiang watched from a distance as Wang Quan was pushing the wheelchair, holding an umbrella in his hand. The old Wang was sitting there with his head on the wheelchair, wearing a red Tang suit, just like... New Year's.

It gets colder and colder.

After saying a few inconsequential words to Shen Lang, Ji Xiang felt a little warmer, but his hands and feet were still cold.

Damn, Old Wangtou is still alive!

Shen Lang looked through the binoculars all the way.Wang Quan kept saying hello to the off-duty people, but the old neighbors all stayed away when they saw the old Wang Tou's appearance, and they didn't dare to approach him at all.

Even if they only said a word, they were unwilling. At most, they waved their hands and ran home as if fleeing.

It seems that everyone knows that the legend seems to be true, the old king's head is still alive, and the price is to suck people's life.

They don't want to be taken advantage of by the old king.

The sky was dark, just before dark, when the light was dim and the most hazy.

Wang Quan was pushing the wheelchair, holding an umbrella in his hand, and under the umbrella was the old Wang head who seemed to be taking a nap with his head down.

The old Wang's head was dressed in red, and he looked gloomy no matter how he looked.

"Xiao Ji, take a look." Shen Lang observed for 2 minutes before handing the telescope to Ji Xiang.

He took out his cell phone.

"Congwen, the old Wangtou is still alive, what the hell!" Shen Lang called Zhou Congwen, "Wearing a red dress and wearing an umbrella, do you know what kind of ceremony this is?"

"Don't curse, I saw it with my own eyes."

"You said that the old king's head can absorb people's life, so it must be true! I believe it this time."

"No, no, ask me, how are the two grandsons of Old Wangtou, are they dead?"

"Don't make trouble, what I said is true. Wang Quan's face is pale and pale, and he doesn't look like a living person. From my feeling, Wang Quan is almost dead!"

Jixiang looked at Lao Wangtou and Wang Quan who were "walking" downstairs through the binoculars. Because of poor vision, and Lao Wangtou kept his head down, he couldn't see his expression, but he could see his naked body. The skin is a little moist.

This is still sweating, it should be alive.

Different from the old Wangtou was Wang Quan, a young man about 30 years old, with a pale face and trembling, his energy and energy were extremely low.

But he himself didn't seem to notice it, and he grinned and greeted the neighbors around him.

Ji Xiang believed more and more in what Shen Lang said when he first came here——Old Wangtou really sucks people's lives!

Even, he has no family affection at all, so he started smoking with the people around him.

The weird picture affected Ji Xiang's judgment. From the beginning of disbelief, he has now "passively" believed it, even Ji Xiang himself did not realize it.

"Xiaoji, you observe, I..."

Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to pick up the brick.

"Don't be so serious, I'll go down and have a word with Old Wangtou."

The bricks flew up and fell into Ji Xiang's hands again.

"Ji Xiang, I warn you, beating someone is breaking the law. Don't think that if we have a good relationship, I won't sue you. As long as I sue you, you will lose your power." Shen Lang threatened.

"The director said he would settle it for me." Ji Xiang smiled, looked at Shen Lang and said, "I don't believe you can still sue me for slapping you. Even if you sue me, I don't believe the director can't settle it. It's up to you It's not pleasing to the eye, you go now, my hands are itchy."

"Scratch the wall with itchy hands." Shen Lang said angrily.

He knew that Jixiang was serious, so he put out the idea of ​​going down to see what happened.

Shen Lang glared at Ji Xiang viciously, and grabbed the binoculars to observe carefully.

For more than ten minutes, Wang Quan pushed the old Wangtou around the community, and then pushed the wheelchair back.

It was getting dark, and the wind on the roof was getting stronger and stronger.

Shen Lang slowly put away the binoculars, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

The phone rang, and the voice seemed to be shrill, which made Ji Xiang shiver in fright.

"Small guts, just as cowardly as Congwen." Shen Lang noticed that Ji Xiang was shivering, he said contemptuously, and by the way practiced Zhou Congwen to complain together.

"Congwen."

After picking up the phone, Shen Lang changed his expression, showing enthusiasm and cheerfulness.

"Of course I didn't go, I'm planning to go back."

"What! Say it again!"

"Damn it! Got it, I'll go back right away, this is so fucking evil!"

"Yes, yes, it seems to me that Wang Quan won't live long! Why don't you ask the boss and see if the state cares about this matter."

"Damn, if I knew it was like this, I would go down and see what I said."

Shen Lang hung up the phone, what he said was just casually.After hanging up the phone, the speed of packing things was obviously accelerated, and he seemed a little flustered.

"Brother Lang, what's going on?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Old Wangtou's eldest grandson, Wang Liang, has been missing for a long time, and no one knows where he went." Shen Lang said.

"Did no one report the crime?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"His elder brother himself is living on old Wangtou's pension." Shen Lang said, "If I wasn't curious and asked Congwen to find out, no one would know that he is missing now. He must have been sucked by Old Wangtou Dead! Must be!! Otherwise, why should he live till now!"

Shen Lang's voice was a little flustered. After installing the binoculars, he handed the box to Ji Xiang.

But Ji Xiang took half a step back without reaching out.

"I'm not a monster." Shen Lang said.

"Brother Lang, do you want me to throw down the bricks with a telescope, and then you suddenly run to knock on the door of Old Wangtou's house?" Ji Xiang said seriously, "Don't think about it, it's useless, I will complete the task assigned to me by the director."

"!!!"

"You hold the binoculars, and I'll watch you. If you dare to run, I'll hit you on the back of the head with a brick."

"!!!"

"These things are too weird, let's not touch them, I think the director is right." Ji Xiang said sincerely.

"Xiaoji, don't you really believe that Old Wangtou can absorb Yangshou?" Shen Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe half of it."

"Have you ever worn a red scarf?"

"It's useless to say these things. Go back and see the director. My task is completed. No one will care if you knock on the door in the middle of the night."

"What the hell!"

Shen Lang glared at Ji Xiang angrily.

Jixiang doesn't care.

He was thinking that the world he experienced this time seemed to be different from every time. Not only did he open a back door for himself to learn cardiac surgery and interventional cardiac surgery, but the system NPC seemed to have arranged something different.

Is it possible that there are those strange things?
Jixiang's three views were also shaken.

(End of this chapter)