Refusing to marry the rich family

As night fell, rows of street lights were on both sides of the street, but there was no light in a villa, which looked like a haunted house.

Outside the haunted house stands two figures, one high and one low, which are Jing Xia and Zhang Lao.

"Here it is." Old Zhang pointed to the haunted house.

"Are you sure?" Jing Xia is eyebrow, cannot help but Tucao way: "how do the gods make complaints about this?"

King Xia's sentence indirectly make complaints about her wife and Zhang Lao.

"Cough, Jiumen is a strange man. It's no surprise to live in such a house." Old Zhang coughed and took himself out without changing his face or jumping.

Jing Xiali ignored him and went directly over the garden fence towards the gate.

"Hey! You boy, you just go in! Hey, wait for me!" Zhang Lao also turned in.

"You wait!" Zhang Lao pulled Jingxia's arm. "I came with my girl during the day. Jiumen has refused to see a doctor."

Refusal?

Jingxia picked her eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "what reason did he refuse?"

Old general Zhang repeated the conversation between the three during the day. After listening to this, Jing Xia took two steps back. Just when old Zhang thought he was going to give up, Jing Xia rushed out with an arrow and kicked the door

Boom——

With a loud noise, the gate broke into pieces.

Old Zhang looked at the broken house and swallowed his saliva silently.

Jing Xia's foot is as lethal as a torpedo.

"Who, who, who?! kick the door at night!" As like as two peas in the nine door, the nightcap on his head came down with his gun and trembled with his movements.

Zhang couldn't hold back for a moment and burst out laughing.

The muzzle of the gun was immediately aimed at old Zhang.

"Hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! It's me!" Old Zhang hurriedly said.

Nine doors and a half narrowed their eyes and looked at Zhang Lao through the moonlight. After a long time, he said, "ah, it's you..."

"It's me, it's me, come and ask in the morning..." voice future, bang, a gun rang, and old Zhang was scared to lie down immediately.

Looking at the tree trunk pierced by bullets behind him, Zhang Laoqi changed his voice, "shit! You really shoot! Don't you know me?!"

"Yes. But it's you!" Then nine doors loaded the bullet and prepared for another shot. At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out behind him.

When Jiumen reacted, the gun in his hand had been taken away.

He turned his head and looked at the sudden shadow. Because the man stood behind him against the light, he could only see a rough outline, but it was obvious that the other party was not the girl who came to see a doctor during the day.

"OK, you have seed. You dare to bring people to make trouble, don't you?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood! We're not here to make trouble!" Old Zhang explained quickly.

"Don't you dare say it's not?! they're all looking for someone!" Jiumen angrily pointed to the man behind him.

Jingxia came out of the door. The moonlight hit him and illuminated his beauty in the prosperous age.

Nine doors shook their heads and suddenly recognized him.

"Why are you?"

Jingxia looked down at the nine doors at the root of her thigh. After a moment of meditation, she realized that this man was the crazy old man in the daytime.

"Are you a doctor?" Jing Xia's tone was full of doubt.

Being questioned by patients is the biggest shame as a doctor!

"Boy, if you are not afraid of death, you can say more." Nine door skin smiled and meat didn't smile.

After that, Jingxia raised her hand directly, and the muzzle of the gun hit the chest of Jiumen.

"What are you doing?!" The nine doors were so frightened that their hairs stood up.

"See you."

"See... See a doctor! You... You take the gun... Away!" He stammered.

"You can take it away, but you must promise me to cure it first."

"I think you not only have liver problems, but also have some nerve problems. Didn't I say that this morning? As long as you can come for consultation at any time before the end of this month, I'll cure you for your minor illness after keeping it for two months."

Old Zhang frowned when he heard the speech and looked at Jing Xia. He stared at him for a few minutes. He didn't see what disease he had.

"Are you ill?" Old Zhang was not sure.

As soon as the nine doors heard this, they immediately looked at old Zhang with disgust, "at your level, do you dare to see a doctor?"

"What do you mean!" The old man's beard fluttered.

"Tut Tut, what's the hurry? It stabbed you in the pain? But you're not good at learning. You should have something in your mind? You can't even see the most basic advanced cancer. Tut Tut, I'm really worried about your patients."

Cancer... Advanced?!

Old Zhang automatically ignored the irony of Jiumen and only heard the words "advanced cancer".

"Jing boy, what's wrong with you?! why is it so late?!"

"No big deal."

"It's all late. It's ok?! do you know what disease you have?" Old Zhang is a fool. It is the first time he has met such a calm patient.

"Tut Tut, it's worthy of my fancy. You know that you are in the advanced stage of liver cancer. You need to remove at least three-quarters of the whole liver to have a chance to live. You need to be a doctor in the West hospital. You have already entered the operating room." Nine door raised eyebrows.

"Liver cancer?!" Old Zhang was surprised again.

Jing Xia has no waves on his face. There is no fluctuation because Jiumen exposed his condition. In fact, he should have entered the operating room as early as a month ago. He has been dragging his feet, largely because he has no plan to live at all.

"I'm not the one who wants to cure." Jingxia light voice channel.

"Well?" Nine doors looked at him, "what do you mean?"

"The girl who came to see a doctor during the day... Is my wife."

"You... Your wife?!" Jiumen jumped up in surprise. Unfortunately, no matter how high he jumped, he didn't see Xia's chest

"Are you sure that consumptive ghost is your wife?" As soon as Jiumen said this, there was an emotional fluctuation in Jingxia's pupil. The next second, he put away his gun and hit Jiumen on the chest.

The nine doors were suddenly beaten, and the whole man flew out and fell into pieces of wood on the ground.

"Son of a bitch, you dare to hit me!" Jiumen was trembling with anger. He met such a difficult patient for the first time!

"You'd better not slander my wife in front of me, otherwise it won't be as simple as getting a fist next time." Jingxia looked down at him.

"Bah! Don't you understand jokes? You bastard... Cough." Jiumen covered his chest and coughed violently. Jing Xia's foot directly hurt his organs. If he hadn't given himself an injection just now, he would have to spit blood now.

"I can give you as much money as you want to cure my wife's disease."

Old Zhang secretly pulled down Jing Xia's sleeve.

"Jing boy, as I told you before, Jiumen has a strange temper. He only gives free medical treatment, but only once a month. Only the patients he likes will he do it."