Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

There was no sound in the morgue, and the smell of formalin filled every inch of space. Time seems to be still, and no longer flows.

Huai Kebing was lying on a morgue bed, covered with white shroud, covering his head to his feet. The wealth and status he had, the vanity and woman he owned, the mansion and car he owned, everything he owned disappeared.

Even if a king has everything, what can he take away after his death?

A pit, a pile of dirt, nothing more.

The morgue door opened and a man and a woman came in through the door.

Woman in white tang costume holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand. She is in her early fifties, but her body and skin are well groomed. She looks like a woman in her thirties, and her charm still exists. There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were empty.

This woman is Huai Kebing's mother, Tang Huaiyu.

The most painful thing for a woman is the pain of bereavement. She is now in this heartbreaking pain. But she was different from other women. She didn't cry and didn't feel sad. She just stood in front of the morgue bed and looked at her son covered by the shroud silently without making a sound , As quiet as a wax figure.

Tang Jiu, who accompanied Tang Huaiyu for a few minutes of silence, finally couldn't stand this weird atmosphere, and carefully said, "Sister, do you want me to show it to you?"

Tang Huaiyu said nothing.

"Sister?"

Tang Huaiyu then made a sound, "Um."

Tang Jiu said, "I unveiled the cloth. It's best to see the young master."

Tang Huaiyu nodded.

Tang Jiu carefully uncovered a quarter of the shroud.

Huai Kebing's face and neck were revealed. The face and neck were dark and swollen, completely deformed, like a mushroom. His eyes were angry, and he wouldn't stare.

Tang Jiu said, "I can recognize the flying needle and poison dart on the young master at a glance. They are all poisoned hidden weapon of our Tangmen. However, I did not tell the police if we told the police that the hidden weapon was from our Tangmen We will have trouble. "After a pause, he added," I have asked the master about this. He also said that he should not tell the police that the hidden weapon is ours, nor can he tell the police master what the poison is. "

Tang Huaiyu looked at the big head son on the morgue, and suddenly said, "Our two poisonous needles in Tangmen can kill someone, and a dart can kill someone. Why did the killer kill my son so much? Needle? So many darts? You tell me how much he hates my son? "

Tang Jiu could not answer this question. Ashamed in his heart, he did not dare to look at Tang Huaiyu's hollow eyes.

Tang Huaiyu asked again, "Is there no news from the ancestors?"

Tang Jiu shook his head again, "So far, no."

"Is the sky going down? Then go down." Tang Huaiyu said to herself, she went to the morgue bed and put the bunch of white chrysanthemums on Huai Kebing's chest, then bowed and kissed Huai Kebing Forehead.

Huai Kebing didn't feel anything, he still glared with anger, not stunned.

Tang Huaiyu reached out to cover Huai Kebing's eyes and said softly, "My son, Mom knows that you are not willing, you are lonely and pathetic on Huangquan Road ... Rest assured, Mom will take revenge for you, you will be closed See it. "

She wiped her hands down.

Huai Kebing's angry eyes closed.

Tang Huaiyu took the shroud up and covered the face of Huai Kebing.

A few seconds later, Tang Huaiyu took out a mobile phone and dialed a number. When the call was connected, she choked and said, "When are you going to escape? The heavens of the Tang family are about to collapse ..."

After the charity dinner, Ning Tao sent Zhao Wushuang and Fan Yeying to the hotel.

At this charity auction, Ning Tao sold eighteen beautiful balms for every 100,000 yuan, for a total of 1.8 million yuan. However, this is not the entire income of the charity dinner, and several generous donations from wealthy businessmen and celebrities after seeing a doctor.

The rich businessman with old prostate diseases, after Ning Tao's acupuncture treatment, **** out in the bathroom for more than 30 years and was so excited that he directly donated a million yuan. The rich businessman with blood clots on his leg, after Ning Tao's acupuncture treatment, all his pain in his leg disappeared, and his leg was no longer swollen. He also donated 500,000. And those stars, after verifying Ning Tao's magical medicine, also generously donated money, and the total donation reached 2.3 million. In addition to the 1.8 million sales of beauty balm, the total revenue of this charity dinner was 4.1 million, which is a complete success.

Ning Tao sent Zhao Wushuang to the door of the room where she stayed, and then said to Zhao Wushuang and Fan Yeying: "Wushuang, Brother Ying Ying, it's getting late, you should rest early and I should go back."

Fan Yeying smiled, "You are crossing the river and tearing the bridge. Wushuang and I have been busy for one night for your charity dinner. Will you leave without a drink with us?"

Ning Tao was a little embarrassed. "I am worried that you are tired."

Zhao Wushuang said with a smile: "I will fly to the crew tomorrow morning to film a movie. It's a rare meeting, so you can have a drink with me, chat and go."

Ning Tao said, "Well, then I will stay with you for a drink and chat."

Fan Yeying said: "I'll get wine, you go first."

Ning Tao said, "Okay, wait for you."

Zhao Wushuang opened the door with a room card. Behind the door was a magnificent presidential suite. There was also a bubble bath near the large balcony. You can enjoy the bubble bath while enjoying the view of the mountain city. Only a star like her can afford such a room. If Ning Tao stays in a hotel, he will definitely choose the cheapest standard room.

"Brother Ning, sit down for a while and I'll change clothes." Zhao Wushuang said that she was wearing an evening gown at a charity dinner, too gorgeous and formal, not suitable for friends to drink.

Ning Tao said, "Go, the environment here is good. I'll take a look at the balcony."

Zhao Wushuang went into the bedroom to change clothes, and Ning Tao came to the balcony.

The night sky was clean, the stars were shining in the dark blue sky, like sand particles on the beach, and it was not clear how many.

Looking up at the vast starry sky, Ning Tao was thinking about the upcoming move of the Tianwai Clinic on the next rent day. My clinic is moving. Does it run on the coordinates of someone who is violent and evil somewhere? "

This "coordinate" conjecture reminded him of places like Syria, Somalia and Afghanistan, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong.

"Brother Ning, please open the door. I haven't changed my clothes yet." Zhao Wushuang's voice also came from the bedroom.

"Okay, I'm going to open the door, probably Brother Ying Ying brought the wine." Ning Tao said, he went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was not Fan Yeying, but a hotel waiter who brought up the wine. He brought two wines, one Lafite wine. Although it was not a collection of wines like 1986 and 76, it was at least good several thousand. There's also a Scotch whisky that doesn't look cheap.

The waiter brought the two wines, opened the red wine, poured the red wine into the decanter, and then said that Mr. Wu used it slowly and left.

Ning Tao stopped him and asked, "Excuse me, who ordered the wine?"

The hotel waiter said: "Sorry, I don't know, sir, what else do you need?"

Ning Tao shook her head, wondering a little, wasn't Fan Yeying saying to get wine? The wine is here, but the others are gone. What the **** is he doing?

The hotel waiter stepped out of the room and brought the door with him when he left.

Footsteps came from behind him, and Ning Tao turned to him. He paused, and didn't know where to put his eyes.

Zhao Wushuang changed a milky white nightdress, which was loose and soft in texture. The light in the room was shining on her body, and the milky nightdress was like the mist covering the two peaks. It was scattered by the sun at any time, revealing the mysterious and magnificent scenery.

Although there are underwear to protect the key parts in the nightdress, but even so, for Ning Tao who has never touched a woman, this stimulation is still just new.

Zhao Wushuang grinned, "Is it appropriate to dress like this?"

Ning Tao didn't think it was appropriate, but he couldn't say it. It would be preposterous to have someone change it. But he quickly found an excuse, "Well, I'll take a look at Brother Yingying. He called for wine, but no one came."

After talking about three people drinking, now it becomes two people drinking, this situation is a bit inappropriate.

Zhao Wushuang said: "He is a very busy man, and maybe he has received a call from another big man asking him to organize the game. Leave him alone, let's drink first."

She went to the dining table, picked up the decanter and poured two glasses of red wine. Then she returned to Ning Tao and handed him a glass. "Brother, I have never thanked you well. I respect you for this glass of wine."

After touching the glass, she drank the wine from the glass as soon as she raised her neck.

Ning Tao also calmed down, no longer thinking about why Fan Yeying did not come, he also drank the red wine in the glass.

The alcohol content of red wine was not high, but the wine came quickly, and Zhao Wushuang's cheeks flashed a flush. Her skin was white enough, with a touch of crimson, don't have the feeling of being blown up.

Drinking is not intoxicating, and Ning Tao is attracted by her beauty. She also has the urge to do something.

The two sat on the sofa and chatted while drinking. It didn't take long for the red wine to be emptied, and the Scotch whisky was also killed by a third. Although Ning Tao had no problem at all, the special spiritual power on his body gave him the ability to not get drunk with a thousand cups, but Zhao Wushuang was drunk. His delicate face and snow neck were full of drunken crimson, and the skin was like The cherry blossoms in March are extremely tender.

"You've drunk enough. Don't drink any more. I'll take you to rest." Ning Tao said.

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink ... giggle ..." Zhao Wushuang's tongue was a little sloppy, and her body crooked when she spoke, falling into Ning Tao's arms.

Wen Xiang nephrite was in her arms, and a strong stimulus swept through every nerve in Ning Tao. It seemed like a fire was burning in his lower abdomen, which caused him to feel uncomfortable. He had to find something to extinguish the fire to be comfortable.

Just now, Zhao Wushuang reached out and caught his neck, a pair of red lips slightly raised, his eyes blurred in his eyes.

She didn't say anything, but even the blind could see that it was a signal to kiss.

This signal is undoubtedly pouring a scoop of oil on the fire in Ning Tao's belly, making the fire more vigorous.

Ning Tao's mouth was dry.

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That's obviously fine.

After struggling for a few seconds, Ning Tao suddenly picked up Zhao Wushuang and went to her bedroom.

Zhao Wushuang was lying in his arms without opening his eyes, but the chest undulation was significantly faster than before, and his breathing was noticeably short. In response, she seemed to realize what was going to happen, and those related imaginations and impulses made her nervous and shy.

After entering the room, Ning Tao put Zhao Wushuang on the bed, pulled her over the quilt to cover her, then turned and left the bedroom.

Zhao Wushuang sat up from the bed with a bone and opened his mouth to stop him, but her lips closed slowly.

Out of Zhao Wushuang's room, standing in the corridor, Ning Tao stopped and walked towards Zhao Wushuang's door again. Hesitantly came to the door when he reached for the doorknob and wanted to open the door, but found no card. Can't open at all ...

"You don't even have that courage. You deserve to be a single dog and starve you to death." In this case, Ning Tao said, but when he came, he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to himself. Some part said.