Zheng Zaixian has been thinking about what Chen Yang just said, 'Do you know me? You know the God Envoy...' Could it be that there was something special about Chen Yang just now.
There was a clang, and a man with a burned face walked towards him, holding a large bag of tape in his hand. When he hit himself, a roll of tape suddenly fell.
Originally, she wanted to warn the rude man in front of her, but after hitting her, the man left without saying a word.
Walking into the elevator, he left without even looking at himself. Zheng Zaixian picked up the tape on the ground and looked at the elevator with the iron door closed in front of him in a daze.
It was a bit strange today. What kind of people did he meet? At this time, Chen Yang had not gone far and was sitting leisurely on the sofa at the entrance of the elevator.
The super beauty who followed Chen Yang had returned to the elevator alone. Zheng Zaixian couldn't figure out why the beauty suddenly turned back.
Chen Yang in front of him stayed on the first floor waiting. Could it be that they forgot to take something important? Zheng Zaixian was just a little confused, but he didn't think too much.
Slowly walked towards the outside of the building, because today I was going to church.
In a room on the 13th floor, a young girl was slowly untying the bandage on her foot. When untying the bandage, the bruises on her ankle were slowly revealed.
At this time, there were several figures standing around. When the girl was untying the bandage, an old man standing next to him quickly took out a cloth bag from his arms.
If you look closely, you can see that the old man has a certain spirit of immortality. The long blue and white cloth shirt is worn on the old man as if it was tailor-made.
He has some gray hair and a clean face. If it weren't for his gray hair, everyone would definitely think that he was not an old man.
The old man's skin does not look old, but rather looks like a fair face, showing the old man's health.
The old man quickly took out the silver needle from the cloth bag and said: "Your injury is not too serious. As long as you insist on applying acupuncture a few times, applying medicine externally and taking elixir internally, it will be eradicated."
The girl looked up at the old man in front of her: "Is it really so miraculous? Does your Chinese medicine really have such miraculous effects?"
The old man listened to the girl in front of him and said sternly: "How are you talking? Isn't this our own craftsmanship? This is not the craftsmanship of China."
"Uh..." The girl was at a loss for words. She looked in disbelief at the people who suddenly appeared in front of her. She had just fallen down, and these people seemed to appear out of thin air.
But thinking about it, I am a little surprised. No matter what, I have hope that my feet will recover in the future. I can continue to dance ballet since I was a child.
Thinking of this, I immediately forgot the origins of these people. Maybe they were the neighbors who had just moved in recently. With such new neighbors, I could heal my foot injuries.
Such a good thing is really rare to come across. The girl who thought of this didn't think about anything else. She stretched out her feet and saw an old man holding a silver needle in his hand.
The tip of the needle seemed to have a silvery white light, and gradually a dazzling light slowly emitted.
The flow of time around him seemed to be slowed down, but in a daze, the old man had quickly stuck the silver needle into his ankle.
Gradually, a warm current quickly penetrated the ankle, and the warm current wrapped around the entire left foot. The whole feeling is like soaking in hot water after being extremely exhausted.
The feeling of comfort almost made me cry out. Gradually, the warmth slowly spread from the ankles upwards, seeming to wrap around the whole body.
Suddenly, a feeling of sleepiness swept through the body. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a cold man with glasses walked in.
Looking at the people in front of him, he was slightly surprised. For just a moment, the man with glasses had a cold and stern look in his eyes.
"Please tell me, what are you doing?" After the man with the eyes said that, he looked back at the girl who was lying on the bed.
"Hello, Li Eunhyuk..."
"Wait, how do you know my name? We have never met, right?" Li Enhe looked at the old man in front of him with cold eyes.
Looking at Li Enyou, who is about to fall into a coma, these people who appear suddenly seem a bit weird. He and his sister with this problem have never messed with anyone they shouldn't.
I am also very poor. Even if I want to attract my attention, I shouldn't do it. Could it be that I have a crush on my sister?
Li Enhe looked at the people in front of him, and then thought of a possibility. These people might come from some chaebols. The habits of these chaebols might really make these people have thoughts about his sister.
The old man in front of him seemed to sense that Li Enhe was thinking, and did not interrupt Li Enhe. When he saw that the time was almost right, he spoke.
"Your name is Li Eunhyuk. Don't ask us why we know. If you want to live well, don't ask so many questions. Not only our strength, but also the power behind us, you can't afford to offend."
At this moment, the girl on the bed looked up at Li Eunhyuk with some disgust.
"You go out, these are my friends, you don't have to worry about my affairs, and you should stop worrying about my affairs."
After finishing speaking, Li Enyou fell asleep weakly.
A white light suddenly flashed in the room. Gradually, the old man seemed to be a little unreal, and Li Enhe in front of him was also a little confused.
Like a dominated puppet, he slowly walked out of Li Enyou's room and slowly closed the door.
But after leaving, the pupils in Li Eunhyuk's eyes flickered like dark ink, and then returned to normal.
He doesn't know what happened inside, but Li Eunhyuk didn't stay here anymore because he felt that it would be of no use even if he continued to stay here.
Then he left, thinking about something rapidly in his head.
Ding dong...Woo...Woo...Woo, some deep sounds sounded from the next room, but before they could be heard from the room, they were drowned out by the noisy sounds in the corridor and surrounding areas.
In the dark room, filled with smoke, there was a man with a burned face, wearing a floral shirt, and his greasy hair looked like it hadn't been washed in months.
The smoke from the cigarette in his mouth was as if it was about to burn. His deep eyes were looking at the TV screen without moving.
Something was playing on the TV... "After pulling it out, use a Swiss knife to peel off the skin... This is it, this is his skin... Isn't this just that?"
"So you also catch snakes and make wine?"....
As if the time had come, the scarred man expired with the instant noodles in front of him, an unfinished cigarette between his legs, opened the lid of the bowl, and took two mouthfuls of instant noodles.
