The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

"Doctor Bai, my godfather has always been in good health, but he suddenly fell ill. What kind of emergency is this?" Jin Dao couldn't help but ask.

"Your godfather's condition is not an emergency, but rather a result of accumulated illness over time!" Bai Su said.

Hearing this, everyone was even more confused.

"But the elder is in really good health! I have never seen him get sick in all these years!" said a disciple.

Bai Su said calmly, "Just because I haven't seen him sick doesn't mean he's not sick. The reason why he suddenly fell into a coma and lost his breath is because his heart meridian was ruptured. Once the heart meridian is ruptured and bleeding occurs, it is very dangerous. The rescue time is only three hours. In fact, once the disease occurs, death is inevitable."

In fact, it was aortic dissection, but if I put it that way, Jin Dao and the others wouldn’t understand.

Jin Dao did not refute.

He just saw Bai Su saving his adoptive father with his own eyes.

He had never heard of such a method of healing, cutting open the stomach and then sewing it up with needle and thread. He believed that if he had not met Doctor Bai, no doctor in the world could have saved his adoptive father within these three hours.

"Doctor Bai, why did my godfather get this disease?" Jin Dao asked.

"Your adoptive father has vertigo, also known as hypertension. This disease will increase the pressure of the heart meridian, causing the blood vessels to continuously contract, and in severe cases, it will cause the blood vessels to rupture. And your adoptive father is irritable by nature, and his blood pressure will rise when he is angry. High blood pressure will cause the heart meridian to become diseased, which will become more and more serious over time. The quarrel just now was the last straw that broke the camel's back!" Bai Su explained.

Now everyone understood.

Jin Dao looked at the blind old man who had not yet woken up with a guilty look on his face: "Foster father, I neglected you! I will never do that again!"

Jin Dao carefully carried the blind old man onto the cart and asked the gang disciples to take him back to the house first.

"Doctor Bai, from now on you are the benefactor of my Jin Dao and the benefactor of my Beggars' Sect!" Suddenly, Jin Dao knelt down on his knees again in front of Bai Su.

Bai Su waved his hand: "I saved your foster father, you defeated me, and we are even now!"

"I, Jin Dao, will never be able to repay this kindness in my lifetime!" Jin Dao Zheng Sheng said.

"Okay, I'm going to watch the fun!" Bai Su waved his hand, turned and left.

"Boss, we have to go back quickly as we still have elections to hold!" said the disciple who had just called Jin Dao.

Jin Dao threw the sword in his hand to the ground fiercely, and the bluestone slab instantly broke into pieces. He looked ahead, murderous: "No hurry! Favors must be repaid, and revenges must also be avenged!"

Jin Dao raised his sword and strode forward...

Watch the scene.

Everyone was getting a little impatient, and Zhang the Great Swordsman was hesitating whether to ask someone to urge them. Only Murong Fu was not in a hurry at all.

Not only am I not in a hurry, but I am also in a good mood.

The longer it lasted, the more intense the fight became, and the more intense it became, the more serious the injury to the vicious woman would be.

Perhaps, he is dead at this moment.

Although Jin Dao's martial arts skills are not as good as his, he is still one of the best masters in the entire martial arts world. Not to mention Bai Su is not his opponent, even Li Ao who took banned drugs is not his opponent.

The more he thought about it, the happier Murong Fu felt, and the more certain he became that even if Bai Su was not dead yet, he was on the verge of struggling in despair.

After all, not only the common people but also the various martial arts sects were here to watch the scene, and even his entire Sky Eagle sect’s disciples were here to maintain order.

In other words, there was no one in the villa at this moment.

Even if that vicious woman Bai Su shouted until her voice became hoarse, no one would hear her or come to save her.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t see with his own eyes the vicious woman Bai Su wailing in pain and struggling.

Just then, the golden knife came back.

He carried the big knife on his shoulder, and the knife was covered in blood.

Murong Fu saw it at a glance.

He laughed from the bottom of his heart.

With so much blood, that vicious woman must be dead! (End of this chapter)