A few kilometers into the mountain, the Toyota off-road vehicle turned out its lights, slowed down, and slid slowly toward a small farm yard ahead.
It was an ordinary farm yard, with a few brick and tile houses and a stone fence. The gates were broken and old, with two door-gods posted on them. No one knew when they were posted up. The two door-gods were Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde, but they had become pale, and the figures had been blurred, only the name able to be identified.
Rat made a phone call in the car, saying, "Mr. Wang, we're back."
From the phone came a man's voice, asking, "Are you done yet?"
"Yes. There's no one that the three of us can't handle," said Rat with some satisfaction. "But we did not just take the body. The two foreigners had somehow never done anything. The three of us killed him, so you'll have to pay us more."
"You killed him? Are you kidding me?" The man's voice on the phone sounded al
The door was still closed, so Ning Tao and Qing Zhui couldn't see inside, and the people inside wouldn't know what was going on outside. Ning Tao leaned to Qing Zhui's ear and said in a low voice, "There are four people inside, all of whom have tried to kill me." Qing Zhui's eyes suddenly glowed with a trace of pale green fierceness. Ning Tao added immediately, "Don't get so excited. Those four are also patients owning sins of evil intention. We handle them as routine." Qing Zhui nodded, with a faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Then she put her mouth close to Ning Tao's ear, and with warm breath, said, "I know. I beat them half to death, and then you treat them, right?" She was right, but in the wrong position. Her lips were already attached to Ning Tao's ear. As a result, Ning Tao had to endure not only the fragrant warm breath that came into his ear, but also her soft and delicate lips. When Qing Z
"I..." Wang Yaoyang paused evasively. "You don't want to tell me, do you?" Ning Tao asked. "It doesn't matter. I know you're afraid Nicholas Conway will kill you if you tell me. I can understand your difficulty. That's it. I'm a reasonable person and I won't force anyone to do anything he doesn't want to do." With that, Ning Tao walked over to Monk. "You, you don't force me, but you have to treat me. Please stop the bleeding. I'm dying..." Wang Yaoyang begged. "You have a right not to tell me, and I have a right not to treat you," Ning Tao replied. "That's fair enough. What are you crying for?" Monk immediately echoed, "Yes, you're right. It was him who asked us to kill you. Leave him alone, doctor. Treat us first." "You shut up!" Wang Yaoyang snarled. "I didn't ask you to kill Doctor Ning. I just asked you to pick up the body. It's your own idea to kill Doctor Ning!" "You can just keep
As soon as the four patients entered the Sky Clinic, the face on the good-evil tripod scowled. Its style never changed—it smiled to the good, and scowled at the bad. All the four patients were quite nervous, but no one dared make any noise. Ning Tao wrote four prescription pacts for sins at a time. As before, he folded the prescription pact in half to prevent the patient from seeing the final verdict of "to atone for his sins with life". "Monk, come here," Ning Tao called Monk to his desk and gave him a pen and a regular prescription pad. "Write down your parents' address, or their bank account number," he said. "Why..." Monk looked at Ning Tao nervously, his voice trembling. "Why do you want me to write this?" "The money in that room is yours, but I'll borrow it for a while. I will divide the money into three parts and give it equally to all three of your parents," replied Ning Tao. The three rural
Early the next morning Su Ya called Ning Tao and said she had found a kind patient. The patient was actually an ordinary villager of the Sword Pavilion Village. His wife ran off with someone else, and he lived alone with his child. After he fell ill, he didn't go to the hospital for treatment, considering the tuition and living expenses of his kid who studied in a junior middle school in town. That villager only had more than 10 points of merits of good intention, but Ning Tao not only treated him, but also gave him 50,000 yuan through Su Ya to relieve his pressure of life. He was also a poor and good man, but Ning Tao could not give hundreds of thousands or even one million yuan to every kind man as before. Helping the poor had never been the responsibility of the owner of the Sky Clinic. Besides, there were so many people in need that he couldn't help everyone. Even if he had the heart to help, he couldn't do it. Construction machinery had been brought
After leaving Yin Molan, Ning Tao came to the office building of Blueprint Biotechnology Company. Ning Tao's face was already familiar to the security guard. Instead of stopping him, the security guard gave him a salute. What was more, as soon as he walked into the building, the security guard went into the guard room and called Lin Qingyu to tell her that Ning Tao was coming. As Ning Tao just got to the elevator, the door opened. Lin Qingyu appeared at the elevator door. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt, black dress, highlighted her convex figure, She exuded a mature and sexy charm that could not be concealed. They looked at each other, Lin Qingyu's eyes filled with kindness and joy. Ning Tao asked, "Qingyu, are you going out?" Lin Qingyu reached out and grabbed his hand and said, "Why am I going out? I came down on purpose to meet you. Let's go to my office and talk." Ning Tao was pulled into t
The children of the Sunshine Orphanage moved into their new home before the Sky Clinic asked for rent. The new Sunshine Orphanage had a two-story steel structure teaching building, and it was solid, beautiful and in good taste. The dormitory was clean and sanitary, with a TV and an air conditioner in each room. The playground was paved with a rubber track and quipped with various amusement facilities. It had exceeded the level of an orphanage and reached the standard of a private kindergarten. Most dramatic of all, the new Sunshine Orphanage even had a football field under construction for children to play on. Ge Ming claimed that one was never too young to learn how to play football, so he pushed for a football field in the new orphanage. He said the orphanage could start a football team, which he would train with, and that the team could take part in the competition and attract public attention. That way they could not only raise more char
"Don't shoot!" someone shouted, "I am Dong Zi. I don't have a gun!" Bang, bang, bang... After a few shots, the man who claimed to be Dong Zi no longer spoke. At the door stood a few grim special forces guards, who blocked the entrance to the building. One of the special forces guards was holding an assault rifle with smoking rising from the muzzle. He had apparently shot his comrades, but there was no guilt in his eyes, no emotion, except coldness. Ning Tao poked his head out from behind a palmolive tree and witnessed the shooting. The innate auras of those special forces guards blocking the door of the lab clearly presented in his field of vision, and immediately startled him—their innate auras were very weak, which mixed with misty green demon auras! Ning Tao first judged that those special forces guards had become demons, but after careful observation, he found it was not like that. The demon auras emitting fro
Ning Tao brandished the firewood knife again, and the last "possessed" special forces guard fell on his back to the ground, with a bump on his forehead. But when his assault rifle came off his hands and hit the ground with a jolt, a bullet went into Ning Tao's calf with a bang. The burning pain spread over every nerve, and blood gushed from the wound, instantly wetting the bottom of his trouser. He shook and nearly fell to the ground. He survived the most terrible battle of his life, but was injured in an accident. This was the battlefield—no one was invincible, and no one could control everything. Even a cultivating doctor like him could be shot in the face point-blank by a stray bullet and die. "Are you all right?" Jiang Hao asked nervously. Before Ning Tao could answer, she tried to limp over to him. But as her legs and buttocks were hit by thumping shrapnel from the grenade, her desperate run pulled in her wou