Urban Tianyi Daddy

Chapter 362 This is a gang?

She said softly: "Mr. Shen, my friend's grandma is indeed very ill. Although she is going to be sent for treatment now, I don't know if the people there can be cured."

"Can you take a look?"

Pause for a while, and use a more sincere tone: "I really hope you can be cured. In this way, the fight with the historian can definitely be turned into friendship. My friend will not let you go, but if her grandma is cured, naturally all the hatred will be put down."

"Peace is the most important thing."

Shen Zhou sneered just as he was about to speak, but Meng Xuemei said anxiously: "I know what you want to say, and I also know that Mr. Shen doesn't take historians seriously, but for my sake, let's turn hostility into friendship!"

"Please take a look at that old man, okay? After all, you have learned a superb medical skill, and you are also saving all sentient beings, Doudou, right?"

She simply looked at the little girl who was easy to soften her heart.

Doudou hesitated a little, and nodded yes.

She raised a hopeful little face: "Papa! Papa! Why don't we go and see the old man. Although Shi Baoxiang and Shi Zhenxiang are very bad, maybe grandma is different."

"We can't throw out the whole pot of rice just because there are a few rat droppings in one pot."

Shen Zhou was taken aback for a while.

Well, yes!
My daughter really can't argue with the truth.

Meng Xue smiled happily, and couldn't help but slap Shen Zhou: "That's right, Doudou said it very well!"

all of a sudden.

The expressions of Shen Zhou and Doudou became weird again.

They all lowered their heads and looked at that white hand. They held a generous big slap.

Meng Xuemei: "..."

She was so frightened that she quickly pulled her hands away, and went to pull Doudou again.

She explained with a guilty conscience: "I... I was excited and pulled the wrong hand. I want to pull Doudou, not Mr. Chen's. Let's go in and have a look."

Several people came to a luxurious and quiet living room.

Next to the window, there is a bed.

An old man with a twisted body and a hideous face lay there.

Surrounded by several accompanying medical staff.

Judging by their anxious expressions, one could tell that the situation was not optimistic.

The old man groaned from time to time, in great pain, and tears flowed out.

With an extremely hoarse tone, she murmured: "Kill me...let me die, let me jump off a building and jump into a river to death, suffocate and burn to death...in short, I don't want to live anymore, it's so painful. "

Seeing this scene, Doudou couldn't help but widen her eyes, revealing a bit of panic.

She tightly grasped her father's slap, and asked frightenedly, "Dad, why did that old grandma behave like this? I saw that her hands and feet were completely bent and swollen like balloons."

Doudou's description is right.

The old man's hands and legs were twisted and deformed, even swollen, and in some places, there were strange swellings.

She looked like a monster!

Shen Zhou frowned slightly, and said slowly: "She suffers from a very bad disease. In ancient times, it was called the disease of wealth, but now it is called gout. It is very difficult to cure, even in modern times, it can only be alleviated."

"Moreover, it's very serious. All the joints are swollen and deformed. This kind of disease can't kill people, but it can make people die of pain."

Meng Xuemei was a little panicked: "Mr. Shen, can you cure her? The old lady of the Shi family is actually pretty good. When her illness was not so serious, she kept eating fast and praying to Buddha. She also did a lot of good deeds with Buddhist disciples and donated a lot of money."

"As far as I know, there are now more than 20 Hope Primary Schools across the province, which were donated by her."

Shen Zhou smiled lightly and said: "To do so many good deeds, it is estimated that I have done a lot of bad things in the past. I want to use Buddha to eliminate disasters, and it is not from the heart."

Meng Xuemei smiled bitterly: "No matter what, she has helped a lot of people. If she can recover, the old man will definitely be more willing to help others. So if Mr. Shen can save her, it means helping a lot of people."

Doudou also slapped Shen Zhou: "Papa! Papa! I think what sister Xuemei said makes sense."

Meng Xuemei was full of hope: "Mr. Shen, do you think it can be saved?"

Shen Zhou smiled: "Although this kind of gout is difficult to treat, it's not too difficult for me. Acupuncture plus medicine and hot compress for about a week can greatly relieve the symptoms."

"At most half a month, the bones and joints can return to their original shape, and they can even get up and walk."

Meng Xuemei was overjoyed immediately.

Just as she was about to speak, a cold and disdainful voice came from not far away: "I think you are a liar. Our historian has spent tens of millions. I don't know how many famous doctors from home and abroad have been invited. They have also used acupuncture and heat compresses."

"It can't even cure my grandma's gout. You are only in your twenties, how dare you speak wild words?"

"It can be cured in half a month. This mouth is funny enough."

It was Shi Baoxiang who spoke.

Shi Zhenxiang was also full of resentment: "I don't believe you can cure us. You beat us so badly, and now you come to cure my grandma. Who would believe that you would be so kind?"

"This must be the weasel wishing the chicken a new year, uneasy and kind."

Shen Zhou shook his head and sneered: "People who do a lot of bad things always feel that others can't do good things. I just said that it can be cured, but I don't want to be cured."

He took Doudou's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

Meng Xuemei was shocked, and quickly pulled him back: "Mr. Shen, don't go. Since you can cure the old lady of the Shi family, I will trouble you to rejuvenate and let her relieve the pain."

Then he turned his head and stared at Shi Baoxiang, and said coldly, "You don't have to hurry up and apologize to Mr. Shen, he is really a miracle doctor, and he is a peerless doctor. If he says he can cure it, then he will certainly be able to cure it!"

"You don't want your grandma to suffer more. If you can get back well, just do as I say."

Shi Baoxiang shook his head, sneering all over his face: "Xuemei, I am getting more and more disappointed in you, what kind of heart do you have, let me bow my head and apologize to this kind of bastard, and ask him to treat my grandma?"

"What is he? I don't want him to treat him. When I send grandma to Dark Valley, I can get the other party to take out the elixir for a sum of money. Grandma will recover naturally."

Shen Zhou wanted to shake off Meng Xuemei's hand and continue to walk out with Doudou, but it was a little strange to hear the word "Dark Valley" coming out of Shi Baoxiang's mouth.

He stopped and asked, "Are you going to Dark Valley?"

Meng Xuemei nodded and told the general ins and outs of the matter.

"It just so happens that I know an outer disciple of Angu, and if I ask him to lead the way and send Baoxiang and the others, maybe I can get a panacea, but if Mr. Shen can be cured, that would be great, so I don't need to go to Angu."

"I heard that the people there are very mysterious and may be involved in the extremely dark underground world. I am also afraid that something will happen to my sister."

Shen Zhou smiled lightly.

Dark Valley is the gathering place of one of China's top ten killer organizations.

There are all things that kill people without blinking an eye, and of course there will be great risks.

These people only know one thing and not the other.

Thinking of the elixir, Shen Zhou's eyes lit up.

Shi Baoxiang and others are going to the dark valley to find the elixir, and the dark killer is in the dark valley again. Could it be that the two groups are really the same?
This makes sense.

A killer organization like Darkness is considered to be at a high level, and it is likely to store a lot of treasures.

There is a panacea in it!

What's more, the deep mountains and old forests where the dark valley is located are also places where elixir is produced.

It seems that going back to the dark valley will not only kill those killers, but also grab a lot of elixir.

I don't know if this elixir will work for me.

His heart moved, and he asked slowly: "What kind of elixir did you ask for when you went to the dark valley? I'll see if it's useful."

(End of this chapter)