Ancient master modern police

"Whenever I admit my mistake, I will help you untie it."

"No, Uncle Jill, you know I can't bow my head." Camille just had the thought of admitting his mistake flashed in his mind, and she was immediately suppressed by her.

As one of the heirs of a big family, she can neither bow to a small Chinese policeman nor accept the fact that she is paralyzed. Camille has only one way left: deal. As for what means to close the deal, she still needs to consider .

Jill belongs to the Mora family, so of course he knew Camille's concerns, so he just nodded and pinned his hopes on reaching a deal or finding other ways to heal.

"Uncle Jill, is the warrior really that powerful? Besides him, is there anyone else who can heal me? I need a definite answer." After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Camille opened his eyes and asked Jill.

People who have practiced martial arts to Jill's level have already thought about this kind of question several times. After a pause, he explained it to Camille.

"Warrior, hehe, he used to be very powerful. In the era of cold weapons, he was said to be an enemy, and such people actually appeared, but now, with the decline of martial arts, those who have cultivated the energy of martial arts are already considered top masters. Take me, I am also A person who can cultivate the energy of martial arts, according to the energy in my body and skills, even if I meet a dozen gangsters with guns, I dare not face the enemy head-on."

"Warrior's strength lies in our speed, physique, and fighting experience. If we are singled out, we are not afraid of anyone. If there are more people, we need to adopt guerrilla warfare. But if we use guided bombardment, in fact, warriors are just like ordinary people. Damn it!" Still dead."

Jill's explanation made Camille feel at ease. It's not that she doesn't know these things, but she hopes to hear from Jill again to strengthen her determination. After all, this is her life.

The eloquent Jill probably doesn't know yet, in Zhang Qi's eyes, a small shrimp like him is just an ordinary person, a martial artist known to ordinary Camille and ordinary Jill, well, they are too naive, so this is doomed Camille's next tragedy.

Huayi City, early morning, sunny.

As usual, Zhang Qi sat under the banana tree that belonged to him and practiced martial arts. On the other side, Hua Shang and Lao He were dismantling their moves and practicing martial arts. Although it seemed unsightly to Zhang Qi, Han Dieer, who was watching from the side, It seems that this is already a very powerful martial art.

On the grass, He Ruihong, who had joined the ranks of martial arts because of Han Dieer these days, was sweating profusely learning some moves from his father, handsome first, practical second, and carefully peeked at Han Dieer a few times during the interval. Eye.

If Han Die'er looked at him at the same time, He Ruihong would blush but practice vigorously and hum haha. If there was no eye contact, He Ruihong would have no motivation, just watch tigers draw cats and put on a show .

"You seem to like sports very much, why don't you go down and play together." Zhang Qi finished his morning practice, sat next to Han Die'er, and asked with a smile.

Han Dier came to the villa for several days, and got acquainted with other people. Everyone also liked this quiet and optimistic little girl, and they all knew that she was sick and had to take medicine all day long.

"Mom said I can't exercise, I'm not in good health." Han Die'er replied, although she was smiling when she spoke, she couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

"Do you have blood disease?" After spending a few days with Han Dier, like everyone else, Zhang Qi also liked this girl very much, but the others were afraid of touching Han Dier's sadness, so they dared not ask, while Zhang Qi Qi could see that she would not be that vulnerable, so he asked.

Sure enough, Han Dier just smiled, stroked the bangs on her forehead, and said calmly, "It's chronic myeloid leukemia, in the accelerated phase, and I need to take Gleevec three times a day."

When it came to taking medicine, the girl frowned, thinking that the medicine was quite bitter, but soon she said in a low tone: "To make money to buy medicine for me, my father went abroad, I haven't seen him for a long time .”

"However, I'm fine now. I also want to thank Brother Zhang for giving me Yang Feng's autograph. My classmates are very envious." The sadness is only for a moment, but the smile is always on Han Dier's mouth, as if she will always be happy. Remember those happy things in general.

She was talking about Zhang Qi going to the concert, entrusting Yang Feng to work hard by the way, signing a lot of names and sending them back to everyone in the villa.

Zhang Qi put this matter to the back of his mind, and only remembered it after Han Dier said it, and replied after hearing the words: "You're welcome, that kind of thing is not hard to come by."

The idol's signature was said to be not very rare, Han Dier wrinkled her nose, then smiled, and said to Zhang Qi: "Brother Zhang, why do you look old-fashioned, but you look like a child a lot of the time Will grab the TV remote from me."

Letting the girl who is regarded as his junior say this, Zhang Daxia lost face a little bit, and snatched the remote control with her, this is really what Zhang Qi did, not only with Han Dier, Zhang Daxia also snatched it with many people.

However, although he has passed the time of being curious about watching any TV station and has a choice of programs, he is still the kind of person who can make do with it. As long as it is not too ugly, Zhang Qi does not reject it. If you don’t watch a certain TV program Some programs that Zhang Qi hates, he is still very easy to discuss about watching TV.

Embarrassed, Zhang Qi changed the subject abruptly, "I've seen blood disease before, why don't you run around and let the blood flow, and I'll show you."

"Really?" Han Die'er asked happily. Leukemia is a disease that can't be cured except for marrow replacement. Taking a look at what Zhang Qi said, she just thought that the other party had some folk prescriptions for practicing martial arts. She was happy because she had a reason to run away. One lap, you must know that she has not exercised for a long time.

"Then you can't tell my mother." After thinking for a while, finally unable to hold back the longing in her heart, Han Die'er cautiously made a request to Zhang Qi.

In fact, Zhang Qi didn't know much about medicine, he just wanted to see if he could relieve Han Die'er's pain by using zhenqi, and he didn't need to let her run around to let the blood qi run, it was a lie.

He couldn't bear to see a little girl who didn't even dare to run around, so he invited her out.

What made him happy and disappointed was that Han Dier said: "Forget it, my mother must be watching me, wait for me to sneak a few steps on the way to school tomorrow, ha ha."

Zhang Qinai shook his head, he didn't know how to evaluate Han Die'er's desire to be happy after just a few steps, but he felt heavy in his heart and a little sore in his eyes, and the two continued to chat.

"I used to be called Han Caidie, but when I got sick, my parents asked me to change my name to Die Er, saying that they didn't want me to grow up and I would always be Die Er."