Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 300 Calm and Calm

Night, 3:20 am.

Yuzhou Third People's Hospital.

Unlike other triple rooms or six-bed rooms, this ward has only two beds.

The hospital lights are very bright and white, clearly illuminating the rough texture of the white sheets and quilts.

The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood, and the sound of the "Didi" machine kept ringing.

"Who, who beat my Liu Liu like this, he is still a child!"

A middle-aged woman in high-end clothes and a brand-name bag was wiping tears.

A pair of eyes gleamed viciously on a mean face covered with make-up.

"My Liu Liu is such a good child, who has he provoked?"

The woman with the satchel was standing beside the bed, looking at the young man on the bed with concern. At this moment, the young man's eyes were closed and he was receiving infusion and oxygen.

The chief doctor came over to explain the injury. The young man had multiple fractures in his chest, broken ribs, stab wounds to organs, and symptoms such as pneumothorax.

The satchel woman is still abusing.

Another middle-aged man, dressed in dark clothing and wearing square-rimmed glasses, looked serious.

There was a majestic look on his face, as if he had been in a high position for a long time, and he frowned.

The kid on the hospital bed caused trouble not once or twice, and he was the one to settle it every time.

Three years ago, he used his connections to change the age of this kid and send him to other places for education.

Unexpectedly, it has only been less than half a month since he came out, and he caused another trouble.

He was still worrying, but who would have thought that he would be sent to the hospital now.

Holding an unlit cigarette, he persuaded:
"Say a few words less."

When the woman with the satchel heard this, she became even angrier. The veins on her forehead burst out, and the powder on her face almost fell off. Under the illumination of the hospital lights, she looked horribly pale.

"It's not your son, don't you care? Don't think I don't know about the shitty things you did behind your back?"

"Ah? Do you not want to live anymore?"

The satchel woman cursed like a roaring beast.

The sound spread all the way to the empty corridor outside the ward.

Half a minute later, a little nurse knocked on the door and reminded:
"It's night, please keep your voice down, the other patients are resting."

The little nurse was a routine reminder, but the woman with the satchel suddenly let go, rushed to the door of the ward, waved her hand, and slapped the little nurse.

"Snapped!"

"Bitch, is it your turn?"

"My son hurt a hair, and my mother tore you!"

The little nurse is a technical secondary school student who just came out for an internship. At the age of 17, she was stunned when she had never seen such a battle before.

Another nurse on duty ran out to check the situation:
"What happened?"

The woman with the bag pointed at her and scolded: "Take care of you, next time it won't be a matter of slapping!"

The little nurse who was slapped covered her face with tears rolling down her face.

During this period, the middle-aged man in the ward ignored him.

The other nurse was more experienced, so she calmed down the woman with the satchel.

The woman with the satchel vented her anger and finally turned back to the ward.

Nurses' lounge.

The big nurse touched the little nurse's face, and said in a concerned tone, "I'll be on duty later, so you can sleep well."

"Yeah." The little nurse was depressed.

"The family's backstage is very powerful. The director personally came from home to perform the operation. Don't take it to heart. I will tell the head nurse later that I will be in charge of that ward in the future." The big nurse said.

"Thank you, sister."

"Don't thank me, go to sleep." The big nurse said.

She saw the shadow of her past in the nurse since she was a child.

……

"What are you thinking here? Hurry up and get someone to investigate!"

The woman with the satchel urged her son to be beaten like this, so she wished she could tear him apart so that she could relieve her hatred.

The middle-aged man finally spoke, his majestic face showed a cautious look, and said:

"The person who sent your son to the hospital is the security team of Changqingye Group."

The woman with the shoulder bag said arrogantly: "Whatever the shit, Changqingye, what about the relationship in your hand, there is nothing I can't do in Yuzhou City!"

The middle-aged man said: "Changqingye Group, the tallest person in our unit must be treated with caution."

Anyone with a bit of common sense and a bit of judgment should know the potential of the Changqingye Group to some extent.

In another year or two, let alone the city, even the provincial level has to show the best attitude.

The woman with the bag is not a fool: "I only said that it was Changqingye's security team, not Changqingye's people. Besides, even if Changqingye's boss provokes my son, I will let them go around!"

"Don't forget, your current position, who will bring you up!" The woman with the satchel warned.

There was a glimmer of haze in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but he hid it well.

The woman with the shoulder bag moved her eyes to the son on the hospital bed, and the more she looked at her, the more pitiful she became, but she never thought that the person who was hurt by her son might be even more pitiful.

She made a sinister oath: "Not only the people who beat my son, but also the murderer's family, none of them can escape!"

"I'm going to destroy their family."

After the voice fell, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

Then, a hearty voice came out:

"Oh, I heard that you want to destroy my family?"

Jiang Ning walked into the ward with a faint smile, and closed the door with his backhand.

He stood in the ward, his eyes narrowed.

The woman with the satchel is lawless. Before the little nurse stood at the door and reminded her to keep her voice down, she dared to slap someone.

Not to mention Jiang Ning who broke in without permission now.

She yelled, "Who are you? Get out of here!"

The eyes of the middle-aged man also shifted to Jiang Ning. His eyes are very imposing. If he is a student who has just left the society, he will definitely think that he is a big shot in a high position.

Jiang Ning swept towards 'Brother Liu' on the bed, and then he said leisurely:
"Who am I? I'm the one who beat your son into paralysis."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ning popped out a blue aura with his fingers, and the aura flew straight to the ceiling and turned into dozens of silk threads, covering the entire room.

The soundproof formation has been laid.

In this sci-fi scene, the startled middle-aged man asked, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Oh, then look at this again."

Jiang Ning popped out another spiritual light, which appeared in the ward like a virtual projected light curtain.

In the picture, Jiang Ning flashed to the side of 'Brother Liu', planted his foot on his chest, and kicked it down, even the sound of bone cracking was clearly heard.

The woman with the satchel saw this scene, her eyes were tearing apart, that was her own son!
She, who has always been lawless, has never seen such a scene. It is her son who bullies others!
She let out a mournful growl, and stretched out her paws to scratch Jiang Ning regardless of the three or seven.

Long nails, if scratched on the face, can definitely snap off a piece of flesh.

However, Jiang Ning just stood there and tapped her finger lightly, as if an invisible force grabbed her arm.

The arm that was stretched forward suddenly twisted back strangely.

"Ka Ka Ka." There was a sound of broken bones and joints.

The woman's arms were forcibly twisted into twists.

Jiang Ning unleashed the spiritual power, and the woman could no longer run, and an extremely shrill scream resounded from the ward.

Now she felt how painful it was to have her arm twisted inch by inch.

This kind of pain, even the special talents who have undergone strict training may not be able to bear it, let alone a woman who has been pampered all the year round?
Her entire face was completely deformed in pain.

"Who the hell are you!" The middle-aged man couldn't sit still anymore, he pointed at Jiang Ning and shouted.

Jiang Ning said happily: "Who am I? I am a friend of justice."

He closed his right hand and grabbed the middle-aged man from the air.

The middle-aged man was directly detained, and he could not make any act of resistance.

At this moment, those so-called power, relationships, and money cannot bring him any sense of security.

He rarely gave birth to a kind of fear from the bottom of his bones.

That is the trembling of absolute power.

A walnut-sized black strange light group condensed in front of him, and the light group was full of some kind of evil.

This is the secret technique of interrogation.

After the black light cluster was condensed, it slowly penetrated into the middle-aged man's forehead.

Jiang Ning beckoned, took out the middle-aged man's cell phone, and turned on the video.

He was neither sad nor happy: "Next, let me hear what you have committed."

……

Half an hour later, Jiang Ning was standing on the roof of the Third Courtyard Building.

He was condescending, overlooking the entire Yuzhou City.

'It's four o'clock in the morning. '

For some reason, he remembered the sentence that his classmates said:

'Have you ever seen Yuzhou at four o'clock in the morning? '

Jiang Ning smiled.

The people in the ward, under his tricks, have already confessed all the things they have done before.

The mobile phone that recorded the video was placed on the stool.

The crimes they committed are enough to spend the rest of their lives in prison.

Moreover, they will never be able to tell what they saw today, because they have lost the ability to express.

Jiang Ning looked up at the sky. Yesterday was rainy, today is sunny, and it will be sunny for some time to come.

He summoned the flying boat, stepped on it, and the hermit formation of the boat was activated.

Jiang Ning drove the flying boat and flew along the street. The morning wind blew his messy hair and his clothes rattled.

The air is slightly humid, and the ground is also damp.

The barbecue restaurants and hot pot restaurants passing by along the way are about to close.

But the breakfast shop started to get busy early, the male shopkeeper was cooking soup in the back kitchen, and the female shopkeeper was working hard to make buns.

It's a pity that Jiang Ning came too early, the breakfast shop didn't officially open until after five o'clock.

'Don't let Xue Yuantong cook this morning. '

The location of the river dam is remote. In the morning, only an old man rides a tricycle to the river dam to sell breakfast. The old man sells rice with a lot of salt.

Probably many elderly people like to eat salty food.

For these reasons, it was a helpless move for Xue Yuantong to make breakfast by himself.

Thinking in this way, Jiang Ning started to stroll around Yuzhou city.

In Yuzhou at four o'clock in the morning, he really didn't go shopping much.

When I was a student, I felt that I didn't get enough sleep. Later, I worked part-time, and I didn't have that kind of leisure.

When the Yuzhou was flying, Jiang Ning found that at four o'clock in the morning, there were people jogging in the morning.

……

When it was almost six o'clock, Jiang Ning let go of his consciousness and began to choose breakfast. He chose a relatively clean restaurant.

The name of this shop is: 'Huangjia Biscuits'.

Jiang Ning got off the flying boat and showed his figure.

The open space at the door was cleaned.

Next to the store door, there is a cylindrical stove. The shop owner is a middle-aged woman, wearing an apron and very thin, standing in front of the stove.

At the first table in the store, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting. She was also very thin, 1.7 meters tall and weighing less than ninety catties.

Seeing a guest coming, she rushed to greet her, showing a bit of embarrassment on her face as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, and said in a not-so-clean manner:

"Hello, what do you want to eat? Our family has spicy soup, egg soup, and black rice porridge. There are prices on it."

She pointed to the conspicuous price sign in the store.

The price is marked on it: spicy soup 1 yuan/bowl, egg soup 2 yuan/bowl, black rice porridge 1 yuan/bowl, sesame seed cake 1 yuan/piece.

This is all the food types in the breakfast shop, very little.

"Seven biscuits, two bowls of egg soup, use this." Jiang Ning handed over the rice jar and wooden basket in his hand.

The girl said: "Okay, you wait."

"But the biscuits are slow, we make them fresh." She said again.

Jiang Ning: "Take your time, don't worry."

A total of 11 yuan, Jiang Ning gave directly.

While waiting, Jiang Ning asked, "Are you from Guyang County?"

When the woman who was making sesame seed cakes heard the words, the chatterbox opened up: "That's right, we used to work in Guyang County, and we only came to the city at the beginning of the month."

"I'm from Guyang County. I've eaten this kind of biscuit before, and there are relatively few in the urban area." Jiang Ning said.

The shop owner was surprised and said, "Yes, we came here because there is no such shop in the city."

"How is business now?" Jiang Ning asked.

The shop owner didn't hide it: "It can sell for three or four hundred a day."

Jiang Ning thought about the profit of the breakfast shop and the rent here. If it sells for three or four hundred, the profit is probably only more than 100.

Moreover, there are two people busy in this store, so the business is not good.

The shop owner said, "It's my daughter inside, she's still in college."

The girl was cracking eggs, and she said shyly, "It's not a university, it's a junior college."

"I've been sick recently, so I took a break from school and came home to help my mother look around the store."

When she was speaking, she did not delay her work, and her movements were quite swift.

The store owner asked, "Are you still in school?"

Jiang Ning said strangely: "Yes, I am a high school student."

After chatting, the biscuits came out of the oven. When the girl saw it, she picked up a big spoon, stirred the soup pot, then took a big spoonful of boiling soup and poured it into the rice bowl.

The hot soup, in an instant, boiled the eggs, and the frangipane rose in the soup, and the fragrance was pervasive, making it very appetizing.

"I'll bring you some more!" The girl picked up a large spoon and said:
"The soup in our house is freshly stewed from the chicken rack, and the chicken rack is bought at the vegetable market."

She sprinkled some spices, picked up the sesame oil bottle, and dripped out a lot of oil, and the sesame oil fell into the soup, making it even more fragrant.

"Do you want cilantro?"

"A little bit." Jiang Ning said.

The girl said: "There are small dishes next to the disinfection cabinet, shredded potatoes, and fried soybeans with green peppers. They are sandwiched in sesame seed cakes. They taste very good."

As she said that, she led Jiang Ning over there.

She just raised her feet, and within a few steps, she suddenly covered her heart, stopped her steps, and took two hard breaths. After a few seconds, she continued to walk again.

She took the bag and filled Jiang Ning with shredded potatoes, green peppers and soybeans.

The side dishes are free, the girls are generous, and the portions are quite large.

Jiang Ning held the rice bowl with his right hand and the wooden basket with his left.

The shop owner looked at it for a while, and said, "This basket is good, and it won't get stuffy when you put the biscuits in it."

Their biscuits are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. If they are packed in plastic bags, the taste will change after being stuffed.

The girl said: "If it's delicious, come again next time!"

"Okay." Jiang Ning said.

Before leaving, he scanned the girl's body with his spiritual sense, and found that the girl's illness was not a minor illness, but related to the heart.

He thought for a while, and drew out a spiritual force, which silently penetrated into the girl's chest.

This spiritual power is not ordinary spiritual power, it contains the effect of healing, although it can't cure the disease, it can relieve the girl's illness a lot.

Helping others is a virtue, and Jiang Ning's mood improved accordingly.

Spiritual consciousness is jumping for joy.

Jiang Ning walked into the alley with a smile on his face. There was no one there. He summoned the flying boat and rushed towards the river dam.

20 seconds later, Jiang Ning arrived at the bungalow.

Because the time was too fast, the heat preservation array he set up for breakfast didn't even come in handy.

He knocked on Xue Yuantong's door: "Get up."

Xue Yuantong rolled half a circle on the bed and continued to sleep.

Jiang Ning thought about it, attracted a scent of rice, and swam to Xue Yuantong's bed through the crack of the door:

"time to eat."

Xue Yuantong got up immediately.

She stepped on her slippers and opened the door. With a dazed little face, she glanced at the breakfast in Jiang Ning's hand, and said pleasantly:

"Have you bought breakfast?"

"That's right, you don't have to cook today."

Xue Yuantong immediately said, "Wait until I wash my face, brush my teeth and eat!"

Jiang Ning put the breakfast on the kitchen table, took out another bowl, and took out a small half of the soup.

After Xue Yuantong finished washing, he and Jiang Ning ate around the dining table.

She took a sip of the soup first, it was surprisingly fresh.

Another bite of biscuits, super delicious!
Jiang Ning reminded: "There are shredded potatoes and green peppers and soybeans. You can pick up a little, it will taste better."

Xue Yuantong followed suit, biting down, the crispy and soft biscuits, mixed with side dishes, the taste is even better!

I usually cook a lot, and occasionally come to have breakfast outside, which is really a pleasant surprise.

Xue Yuantong said: "Jiang Ning, you did a good job today, I want to reward you!"

"How to reward?" He couldn't figure out Xue Yuantong's thoughts.

Xue Yuantong said: "You will find out in the evening."

(End of this chapter)