The Devil's Domination: Miss Nine Against the Heavens

Chapter 1342
It can't be so unlucky, Long Moshang thought to himself, "Then I'll find Long San's son or daughter."

"No, we don't have Long San or Long Si here, you should leave quickly. I don't know where the beggars come from, but they dare to come to Long's house to make trouble,"

The butler said something broken, and then slammed the door shut.

Long Moshang had a closed door, feeling all kinds of unhappy, but he couldn't force his way in... So, he planned to go into Long's house at night to find out.

This is the second time, the two missed again.

One is outside the door and the other is inside.

……

Here, after Feng Jiu entered, she was taken to the old man's room.

The old man is seventy years old. Although his body has always been strong, his heart is not very good and he can't stand stimulation.

But this time, there was a heated quarrel between the couple over the family property.

The reason was because of a will. If Mr. Long could not wait for the master to come back in his lifetime, he planned to donate all his property in the name of the master.

After all, all of this belongs to the owner. The company registration and corporate legal person have always been the owner, but no one knows it. He just manages the owner's property on behalf of him.

Although the value has appreciated a lot over the years, he will never forget the kindness his master has shown him.

It's just that his will has aroused strong opposition from his children, and even the people in the next room come to make trouble, and come and get mad at him once every three days.

No, three days ago, I don't know if it was an invitation or not. All the people in the family came, and the old man was stunned by the collective, and he still hasn't woken up.

A doctor was invited, an operation was performed, and all kinds of instruments were moved to the house, but it still didn't work.

All the doctors said that the old man couldn't wake up and asked them to prepare for his funeral.

How about that, the will is already made.

If the old man can't wake up, the will will take effect, and everything they own will be lost.

Therefore, the children discussed and decided to pay a high price to invite a ghost doctor to help diagnose and treat. This is their last hope.

"Old lady ghost doctor, please cure my father, we are willing to give you any amount,"

The speaker was the old man's eldest son, Long Zhen.

After the words fell, Feng Jiu raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly: "Do I look very old?"

Not old?

The hair is all white, and there are deep wrinkles around the eyes and mouth. Is this still not old?
Although he thought so in his heart, Long Zhen didn't show it on his face, and looked at Feng Jiu with a smile:

"Hehe, slip of the tongue, it was a slip of the tongue just now, Miss Ghost Doctor, please be sure to cure my father."

That's more or less.

Satisfied, Feng Jiu began to treat the old man. It wasn't a serious illness. His heart was blocked by blood congestion, and the surgery didn't work out, so he remained in a coma.

He took out the gold needles and quickly pricked the old man's big holes.

An hour later, the last golden needle with a length of [-] centimeters pierced into the heart, sinking more than half of it.

Long Zhen, who was watching from the side, was terrified, and wanted to ask: Is it possible to live with such a long needle pierced into the heart?
His worries proved unnecessary.

Taking back the golden needle, Feng Jiu turned to look at Long Zhen: "My father will wake up in the afternoon, and tomorrow I will come to give him another injection and prescribe some medicine for him.

If the mood swings are no longer too severe, it is no problem to live for ten or eight years. "

Really?

Long Zhen was overjoyed, and thanked the ghost doctor again and again: "That's really thankful to the ghost doctor, this is your consultation fee," he said, and handed Feng Jiu a check.

(End of this chapter)