Little People Rise

Chapter 89 Crisis
Li Xiaoning said with a hard throat, Lin Yun was just an innocent woman who suffered all this for no reason, how could he not feel heartbroken, and Lin Yun's injury made him have to worry.

Although Dong Ming said that he could save Lin Yun as long as he cultivated the body, but after Li Xiaoning carefully observed Lin Yun's injury, he was worried that Lin Yun's injury would worsen before he could become the body.

Just when Li Xiaoning finished speaking and was too emotional to continue, he could only see tears streaming from the corners of Lin Yun's eyes.

"Lin Yun, Lin Yun, I know you will definitely hear what I say, you must hear it, don't worry, as long as I, Li Xiaoning, am here, I will not let anything happen to you!" Seeing the tears in the corners of Lin Yun's eyes, Li Xiaoning became more emotional , and then talked with Lin Yun about the first time they met in the mahjong hall, and the scenes of their acquaintance.

Just when Li Xiaoning and Lin Yun were talking about their emotions, a middle-aged man with a cold face walked into the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. The middle-aged man held a mobile phone in his hand, looked at a photo on the screen of the mobile phone, and looked at the doctor in the hospital. The people secretly compared one by one.

The middle-aged man walks gracefully, has the aura of a cultivator, and is not very human. He is none other than Xiaohu who received a call from Hu Zhentian and told him that he could kill Li Xiaoning.

Xiao Hu kept comparing with his mobile phone from the first floor to the second floor. Lin Yun's ward was on the third floor, and Dong Ming's conference room was on the second floor.

Just when Xiao Hu passed by the door of Dong Ming's office on the second floor, Dong Ming, who was holding a regular meeting in the office, suddenly looked solemn, and he felt an aura beyond ordinary people, and this kind of aura can only be found in real cultivators, and he is still a cultivator It will only happen after reaching a certain level.

When Dong Ming felt the powerful cultivation aura and looked up at the door, he only saw the dust on the ground driven by the cultivation aura, but he didn't see Xiao Hu who had already passed the office and walked up the stairs to the third floor.

"Not good?" Dong Ming's first reaction when he felt the powerful aura of self-cultivation was that Li Xiaoning had just entered the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, and after this powerful aura of self-cultivation appeared, an ominous thought arose in his heart: "Could it be from the Xiao family? Are people here?"

Worried, Dong Ming didn't finish the meeting, so he announced the end of the meeting. After walking out of the office, he followed the powerful aura of self-cultivation.

When he followed this powerful aura to the stairs on the third floor and walked in one direction, he suddenly stopped. Seeing that the direction of the cultivation aura was Lin Yun's ward, he became more anxious and ran towards Lin Yun's ward with big strides .

In Lin Yun's ward, Li Xiaoning was still excited and regretful talking to Lin Yun, not knowing that he had been locked by Xiao Hu outside the door, and was about to become the target of Xiao Hu's assassination.

Xiao Hu outside the door saw that the photo of Li Xiaoning on his mobile phone was exactly the same as the person sitting in front of the hospital bed in the ward. He retracted his mobile phone and took out a gleaming white dagger from his back.

Just when he was about to rush towards the ward to kill Li Xiaoning, the phone rang. Xiao Hu was afraid that the sound of the phone would be heard by Li Xiaoning in the ward, so he retreated and hid behind the wall.

At this time, he saw the message from the senior family members on his mobile phone.

There were texts and a green medicinal tree on the message. What surprised him was that there was a person in the message picture, and this person was exactly the same as the photo Hu Zhentian gave him of Li Xiaoning.

He is him?

Text message: "It was sent by the Xiao family in the city. The message is composed of text and pictures. The picture is a medicinal tree on a barren hill. The text is an order from the family. He is asked to find out who the planter of the medicinal materials is. Buy back all the medicinal materials on the barren hills, and get the medicinal material planting technique."

After Xiao Hu knew the other content in the message, he clenched his fists and said harshly secretly: "Li Xiaoning, I will let you live a few more days."

Right after he left, Dong Ming rushed to the door of the ward, saw that there were no strangers, and when he saw the breath of cultivation going from the left passage to the second floor, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but squeeze Li Xiaoning into a cold sweat .

In the Hu's Building in the county seat, Hu Zhentian didn't even eat lunch, and stayed in the research room of medicinal materials.

In the research room, five agricultural research scientists took nutritional samples from the two medicinal trees for more than two hours, but still did not find any difference between the medicinal trees.

"How? How? Get it out!" When Hu Zhentian saw the five technicians taking off their white gloves, he said excitedly, "As long as you research the way of planting medicinal materials, each will be rewarded with 100 million yuan. !"

After the five technicians took off their white gloves, although they heard Hu Zhentian say that each person would be rewarded with 100 million yuan, they were not the least bit excited, and shook their heads at Hu Zhentian: "Mr. It's a different place from Mr. Hu's planting medicinal materials!"

"You mean to say that you can't find the technique of planting medicinal materials?" Hu Zhentian, who was so excited, was suddenly disappointed.

The five technicians nodded slightly, and said: "There is no discovery of the medicinal tree. If you want to know the planting method of the medicinal tree, there is only one chance!"

"What opportunity?" Hu Zhentian looked forward to looking at the speaking technician.

"Soil!" After the technician finished speaking, he pointed to the soil under the roots of the medicinal tree and said, "As long as we study the soil is different, we can know that the medicinal tree is adapted to survive in that soil, and Mr. Hu will be able to grow alive by then." Medicinal tree."

"Yes! Yes! People in agricultural research are amazing, so hurry up and study to see what kind of soil the medicinal materials are suitable for." Hu Zhentian was more anxious than anyone else when he thought about the hundreds of millions of orders from foreigners.

He had just praised the agricultural researcher when his cell phone rang, and Hu Zhentian answered the call. It was his son Hu Shaoxiong.

"Dad! No, something happened."

"Shaoxiong, can't you behave yourself? Where did you get into trouble again?"

"Dad! It wasn't me who had the accident, it was the black-faced pockmarked boy, he, he was beaten into a vegetative state."

"What? The black-faced pockmark was beaten to death, and turned into a vegetative state! What's going on, do you know who beat him?"

"Dad! It was Li Xiaoning who hit me."

"What? Li Xiaoning again?"

"Dad! What should we do now, should we call the police and arrest him?"

"Fuck you! Don't act rashly, isn't it just a pockmarked face? In my eyes, he is a dog."

How could Hu Zhentian go to the police? Once the police are investigated, the matter of him hiring a black-faced pockmarked man to arrest Lin Tian and force Lin Yun will also be found out. Personnel have completed the investigation of the soil quality appraisal.

"Mr. Hu! We found the difference." A technician said.

"Quickly tell me, what's the difference? The medicinal trees are adapted to survive in that kind of soil, and what kind of nutrients are contained in the soil." Regarding the black-faced pockmark, where is the medicinal planting technique important? Hu Zhentian heard that the investigation of the soil was completed, After discovering the difference, he forgot about the fact that the black-faced pockmark was beaten into a vegetative state, and he wanted to know the results of the soil research on medicinal materials.

(End of this chapter)