Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Century Hotel, the executive lounge on the 38th floor.

Liu Ye had not remembered how many years he had not been drinking Baijiu after leaving China for many years. Similarly, Zhao Sanjin had never been in the army for many years. He kept in the army all year round, not to mention Baijiu, but he could not even see anything in the wine.

No, 35 cups of Baijiu were down, two people were already dizzy, and at the moment they could speak to the wall. It was estimated that when the Jin of Baijiu bottomed out, they would sleep directly on the wine table.

"How much do you know about Suzuki naiko?" the first question Zhao Sanjin asked Liu Ye today was about her experience over the years, and the second was about Suzuki naiko.

"All!" Liu Ye took a mouthful of wine and spit out the two words together, so that Zhao Sanjin, who was also a little confused, didn't come back at once. After a long time, he asked, "where is Suzuki naiko now?"

"Police headquarters!" without even thinking about it, Liu Ye directly told Zhao Sanjin the answer. Before he could say anything in the back, he directly fell on the wine table.

"Liu Ye, Liu Ye..." Zhao Sanjin pushed Liu Ye two times, but there was no response. Zhao Sanjin could only smile and shake his head and said to himself, "this Baijiu is strong!"

Holding Liu Ye, Zhao Sanjin took her back to the presidential suite and smoothly put her on the big bed. When he turned to leave, Liu Ye's big eyes were wide open. Looking at Zhao Sanjin, he just said two words gently: "accompany me!"

"Aren't you drunk?" Zhao Sankin frowned and looked curiously at Liu Ye, who was just like a normal person. When he said a word, he found his head more and more heavy.

"You're drunk!" Liu Ye slowly sat up, looked at Zhao Sanjin, who was already holding his eyes open, smiled and asked with great interest, "what's the taste of diemi incense?"

"Di Mi Xiang?" Zhao Sanjin frowned and looked at Liu Ye incomprehensibly. He wanted to reach out to catch her and stop her move, but Liu Ye moved a little and avoided his body.

Instead, Liu Ye returned to bed and placed Zhao Sanjin, who had no resistance at all, beside him.

"You know, you were right just now. If there were no Qingqing girl, I would be your man now. It's a pity that you and Qingqing were childhood friends, and I knew you too late. I can only blame fate!"

Liu Ye gently stroked Zhao Sanjin's cheek. The crystal tears in his eyes rolled down slowly like a dam that had burst. His voice was hoarse and choked: "if I hadn't gone abroad at the beginning, everything might be different now."

"You know, for you, I have kept myself for ten years. Unexpectedly, now you have come by yourself and just finished my wish." Liu Ye is like an actor singing a big play. In the face of Zhao Sanjin, who has long been expressionless, her feelings are still so invested.

Put Zhao Sanjin back on the bed, Liu Ye took out the incense burning at the head of the bed and said with a smile, "you don't know what this stack of incense is? It's said to be forgotten. It can make you forget what happened tonight. After all, master Suzuki gave it to me personally."

If Zhao Sanjin is sober now, she will ask Liu Ye who the master Suzuki in her mouth is. Unfortunately, Zhao Sanjin doesn't know anything about all this and can only let him continue to happen.

Put the fragrance back to the bedside table on the side, and Liu Ye's only remaining defense line began to break the dike.

"I love you!" the tears in Liu Ye's eyes surged out and fell on Zhao Sanjin's face or chest.

It's sad and pathetic. It really makes people feel pity.

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In Century Hotel, the dazzling sunshine outside the window has been projected through the opened curtains. It will not hesitate to shine on the sleeping guests, just like the unique natural alarm clock of century hotel.

"Hmm..." in the presidential suite, Zhao Sankin reached out and rubbed his bleary eyes and sore head. The quilt on the bed didn't know when it had been kicked under the bed.

"Liu Ye!" this is the first word Zhao Sanjin thought of, because he can clearly remember that Liu Ye was helped back to the room by him last night, but what happened behind, Zhao Sanjin can't remember anyway.

Zhao Sanjin, who had a black face, took a look at his hands, and the whole person was stunned. He said to himself, "where did you get the blood?"

"Such a big pool of blood?" Zhao Sanjin looked at the blood that had begun to dry up and quickly shouted, "Liu Ye, Liu Ye..."

Unfortunately, the presidential suite is still the presidential suite without anyone else except him. Zhao Sanjin is safe and sound, and the blood will not flow through the skin to the sheets for no reason. The only explanation is that Zhao Sanjin can only think about that.

If Zhao Sanjin's guess is right, it must be the blood left by Liu Ye.

Zhao Sanjin, who had a black face, suddenly patted his head with a look of remorse and said to himself, "shit! I've been turned upside down again. The key is that I don't remember anything. Damn NIMA..."

After looking through his mobile phone, Zhao Sanjin wanted to call Liu Ye. Only then did he remember that he didn't leave Liu Ye's phone at all last night.

Looking at the sheets and thinking of the action against Jiaji Gang today, Zhao Sanjin took a quick bath, changed his clothes and left the hotel.

But in his pants pocket, when Zhao Sanjin was groping for money, he found another piece of paper. Looking at the qingmuhui manor 100 meters away, Zhao Sanjin opened it curiously and looked carefully.

The note is not big. It doesn't even reach one tenth of an A4 paper. The writing on it is also very simple, but the amount of information conveyed to Zhao Sanjin is so huge that Zhao Sanjin feels that his brain capacity is completely insufficient for a moment.

In a hurry, Zhao Sanjin ran into the manor of qingmuhui. Looking at the appearance that everyone was ready to go, he asked awkwardly, "come so early?"

"Captain, did you collapse last night? Why can't you wake up? It's noon now..." it's no need to ask who dares to talk to Zhao Sanjin like this. Except Mu Chen, there are only Suqi and panther. No, they are standing on the same front and facing Zhao Sanjin now.

"Don't make trouble!" Zhao Sanjin looked at the crowd angrily. When he thought about last night, Zhao Sanjin was powerless. He could only directly cut into the theme and said, "everyone, the plan has changed!"

"What's the matter? Has something changed?" Sookie and her party immediately came up, frowned and looked at Zhao Sanjin with the same dignified face.

"All the information you got before is false." Zhao Sanjin recalled the information left by Liu Ye on the note just now. Even he felt afraid.

"What?" as soon as Zhao Sanjin said this, all the people around Zhao Sanjin were in an uproar. They looked at Zhao Sanjin incredulously. Even Su Qi couldn't help asking, "all the information was told by Liu Ye. How can it be false?"

"Yes, that's because she wants to tell me the truth." Zhao Sanjin didn't mean to be complacent at all. Instead, he smiled helplessly and said, "the real strength of Jiaji Gang makes us afraid!"

Zhao Sanjin handed a note left by Liu Ye to Suqi and asked them to watch it slowly. The note passed through everyone's hands, but everyone who had seen it was stunned. He was stunned in situ and was at a loss.

The total number of Jiaji gang has exceeded 20000, including more than 1000 strong people and more than 100 ninjas. Lower forbearance accounts for half, and middle forbearance also accounts for 20. Even the superior has 20 people, not to mention the remaining ten.

With such a strong strength, there is no comparability between the 20 people in Zhao Sanjin's side and the 10 people in the hands of the green wood lark. Once a war is fought, it is basically a one-sided killing. For the green wood club, there is no chance of winning at all.

People endure, ten people! Zhao Sanjin is still not sure whether there is mixed ground tolerance among people's tolerance. If it is mixed with ground tolerance, even if Zhao Sanjin goes up in person, he may not be the opponent of ground tolerance.

With such a huge lineup, if he goes to war rashly, Zhao Sanjin really can't think of a proper solution for a moment, but if he shelves it, the situation facing Zhao Sanjin will be more passive.

This is a real dilemma!

"En!" everyone mentioned Zhao Sanjin and walked towards the villa. Along the way, Zhao Sanjin walked side by side with the green lark. For the green lark, he couldn't imagine how a gang that was so small that it could grow so rapidly in such a short time?

On the reception table in the villa hall, everyone frowned and thought of a best of both worlds strategy for this matter, but they could only watch time slip away slowly.