Village Doctor's Magic Hands

"However, my two friends were attacked by this array because they dealt with the demon monk. Now they are unconscious. I don't know if Grandpa Zhang can cure them?" to tell the truth, Zhao Sanjin is more concerned about the safety of Liu Jingtian and lingmu Sanlang than breaking the 'ghost array' in front of him.

"It can be saved." Grandpa Zhang smiled. This time he looked very confident. Zhao Sanjin was secretly relieved.

He jumped down lightly. Zhao Sanjin looked at everything in front of him that was not different from the ordinary small lawn. He crept to the pile of neatly trimmed grass where he had taken down the stone, took a deep breath, and suddenly placed the stone back.

"Poof!"

But even so, no matter how fast Zhao Sanjin's speed is, the strength that suddenly appears in front of him still leaves him no room for half resistance.

Suddenly a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the noise and harsh sound could be heard before. It was obvious that there was no trace to be found. It seems that the stone is in the right position.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhao Sanjin dragged his tired body away from the villa. Before he recruited a taxi, Zhao Sanjin stared at the villa, as if he was in deep thought.

"Let's go." Grandpa Zhang said hello. Zhao Sanjin naturally walked quickly to keep up, and this time, the destination was Liu Jingtian's villa.

After looking at the time in hand, it was already past 6:00 in the morning. The sky began to turn white. The sun, which had been silent all night, seemed to be waiting for the moment when it jumped out of the sea level.

Everything seemed to be the same. If Grandpa Zhang and ye Zhimo were not sitting around, I'm afraid Zhao Sanjin would think that this was just a long dream.

The taxi stopped at the periphery of the villa. Obviously, the three people in the car were not residents in the villa. Naturally, there was no reason to take a taxi to enter the villa area. Even Zhao Sanjin was stopped without accident.

In desperation, Zhao Sanjin can only talk to Suzuki naiko. He knows that what is waiting for him must be a scolding.

"Do you still know to come back?"

As soon as he opened the door of the villa, Zhao Sankin was stunned by Suzuki's unique lion roar before he could speak. Secondly, the oncoming garbage can hit his head directly. Finally, he was mixed with Suzuki's merciless fist.

"NIMA, who did I provoke this day?" there was a garbage can on my head and a red mark around my eyes. Zhao Sanjin felt loveless at the moment.

"Little girl, you misunderstood Xiao Zhao." looking at the scene of such a stalemate, Grandpa Zhang and ye Zhimo were forced to lie down directly. Grandpa Zhang had to stand up and be a peacemaker, laughing: "the reason why Xiao Zhao came back late is mainly because he asked me for help."

"Help?" naiko Suzuki was obviously so angry with Zhao Sanjin that even if Grandpa Zhang took the initiative to tell the story clearly, she had to ask, "what help?"

"Uncle Liu and master Suzuki are not injured, but surrounded by the 'ghost array' and can't get out. I specially asked Grandpa Zhang to help." Zhao Sanjin knows that he will explain it according to Grandpa Zhang's interpretation. It is estimated that before things are made clear later, naiko Suzuki is likely to come up and beat again.

"Oh, oh."

Although there is a deep feeling of disbelief, it is related to the safety of Liu Jingtian and his grandfather. Suzuki naiko obviously can distinguish the priorities of things.

"Grandpa Zhang, please come inside." Suzuki politely stepped back and made a gesture of invitation.

In the bedroom, Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo still looked like when they left the master duanchen's villa. Even their actions didn't change.

"How long has it been like this?" Grandpa Zhang put his hand on the door of their hearts, closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

"Eight or nine hours." although I don't know what Grandpa Zhang said, Suzuki naiko came up with an answer after careful calculation.

"Eight or nine hours?" Grandpa Zhang looked at Zhao Sanjin with a puzzled face. His eyes revealed the meaning of playfulness and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing in the first five hours?"

"Me." Zhao Sanjin's words are obviously poor. He really doesn't know how to answer this question.

I can't tell them that after Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo jointly beat master duanchen away, the beauty in the bedroom is ownerless anyway. Instead of putting it aside, let yourself enjoy it?

Zhao Sanjin believed that according to the habit of Suzuki Naizi starting to do it after listening to half of what he was told, he probably hasn't said why he did it to save Xia Lingmo. His head should blossom.

There was no reason to shiver. Zhao Sanjin felt that there should be no problem spreading a white lie?

Therefore, after some silence, Zhao Sankin immediately restored his confident look on his face and said angrily, "what else can I do? At that time, I found a problem in the small lawn. I must be investigating."

"Oh, really?" compared with Ye Zhimo and Suzuki Naizi, they both nodded foolishly and chose to believe Zhao Sanjin. Grandpa Zhang's sharp eyes naturally noticed the difference and couldn't help laughing.

"When, of course." Zhao Sankin smiled awkwardly. He pretended to be forced. Even if he was killed by thunder, he had to suffer.

"Oh." Grandpa Zhang showed a meaningful smile and deliberately dragged the syllable out of the elder's head.

"I said Grandpa Zhang, can you save this man?" from taking Grandpa Zhang all the way to now, Zhao Sanjin feels that he has been teased many times. This kind of thing that can only happen to others has made Zhao Sanjin cool enough at one time today. How can he not find Grandpa Zhang's trouble?

"No." Grandpa Zhang shook his head with a funny face and added, "isn't that hitting my sign?"

"Your uncle." at the moment, Zhao Sanjin resisted the impulse to go up and slap Grandpa Zhang, and swallowed Yingying's anger into his stomach.

"I don't know how uncle Liu and grandpa's symptoms need to be treated?" compared with Zhao Sanjin's idea of shooting Grandpa Zhang at the moment, Suzuki looked at Grandpa Zhang with great respect and said, "as long as I can save them, no matter what I want, I'll send it to you."

"Good, good." Grandpa Zhang seemed to be moved by Suzuki Naizi's words. He even said three good words, which made his eyes fall on Zhao Sanjin. His tone was suddenly cold and said: "see, I don't know. I want to learn from this girl."

Zhao Sanjin looked at Grandpa Zhang innocently. His distorted face looked like he was about to cry. In his heart, I didn't say anything. How can I lie on the gun innocently?

Grandpa Zhang said casually, "just take some glutinous rice and sprinkle it on them."

"That's it?" after all, Suzuki naiko is Japan - herself. She has never experienced all kinds of life in China. Therefore, it's normal to question.

Gently nodded, Grandpa Zhang had walked to the living room outside the door.

Soon, according to Grandpa Zhang's request, Suzuki naiko sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo. Then, he saw the two people shaking violently. It looked like food rolling in an oil pan. It looked very seeping.

Fortunately, this action soon stopped, and a black smoke visible to the naked eye floated and dissipated in the bedroom. Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo, who were lying in bed, seemed to lose their fixed support at once, and the whole person was paralyzed to the bed directly.

"Cough."

He coughed violently twice. Liu Jingtian stretched out his hand and rubbed his aching head.