As night fell, a group of children gathered around the kitchen door and watched Ge Ming cook. Suddenly a naughty kid shouted, "Meat!" Then all the children yelled in unison, "Meat! Meat! Meat!"
With his apron on and his face in sweat, Ge Ming waved the slice and responded, "Meat! Meat! Meat! You want to eat meat all the time. Be careful not to become fatty!"
The children still cried, "Meat! Meat! Meat!"
Li Xiaoyu was the only kid who didn't join in and shout with the kids. She was standing next to Su Ya, watching Ning Tao and Jiang Hao talking under a banyan tree with Su Ya, and muttered, "Sister Su Ya, are you going to let this mess go on?"
Su Ya gave her a strange look and asked, "What do you mean?"
Li Xiaoyu folded her arms and stated in a mature voice, "Are you silly? Every time Jiang Hao sees Uncle Ning, she smiles and appears very happy. I'm also a girl. I can tell at a glance that she has a crush on Uncle N
Three days later, in Beidu. A taxi stopped at the gate of a community. Ning Tao got off the taxi carrying his small medicine chest and a big bag of local specialties brought from Shan City. Then Jiang Hao got out of the car and led Ning Tao into the complex after grabbing the heavy bag of local specialties from Ning Tao. "I told you not to buy anything, but you still bought so many things. What's in this bag? It's so heavy," Jiang Hao asked while leading the way. Ning Tao smiled and said, "This is the first time I come to your house. How can I come empty-handed? There's nothing valuable in the bag, only some local specialties of Shan City and some homemade herbs and spices." "You can even make your own herbs and spices?" Jiang Hao cried with a surprised look on her face. "It's not that big of a deal," Ning Tao responded. "They're just some generic, nutritious herbs that I processed in secret, ancestral way. They'r
Ding Ye's home was a separate courtyard house located in a military compound. The house was simple, unsophisticated and grand, with a heavy sense of history. By the look of it, the house was at least 100 years old. For those who could live in such a house, the house itself was a calling card that carried much weight. As Ning Tao followed Jiang Hao into Ding Ye's house, he found out that he was not the only doctor invited by the Ding family. There were other doctors here, and they all had their own special seats, with name tags on the table in front of them. The names on the name tags were very weighty. Some of them were famous and weII-respected veteran doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, and some of them assumed personal command in big hospitals. He often read professional articles published by these people in medical journals, so he felt familiar with these names. Also, there was a Taoist priest named Qing Feng. It should be the man's
"I'm from Shan City Medical University," Ning Tao replied. "I have no teacher, and my medical skill is handed down from my forefather." Was Chen Pingdao his teacher? That humbug was not his teacher. In terms of inheritance, his medical skills should be inherited from the ways of Heaven. He was born as a go-between of good and evil, and the Sky Clinic, which represented the ways of Heaven, was his teacher. Of course the secret must not be told to these people; he must keep it to himself. Then the buzzing broke out in the living room again. "Shan City Medical University? It's just a common medical university. Even the school president has to call me teacher when he saw me. How dare this boy pretends to be a miracle doctor in front of me?" "Judging by his age, he should have just graduated? I doubt whether he is qualified to be a doctor. How dare he come here to see Old Master Ding. If people like him can see and tre
In the living room. "I hear the clanging of chains!" Someone exclaimed. "What's that young man doing in there?" "Congjun, I understand that you are desperate for your father to recover, but you should choose the doctor carefully. Do you really believe that a man fresh out of medical university is better than us in medical skills? Do you really believe he is able to cure your father? Don't lose your sense because of your filial piety. If he hurt your father in there, it will be too late for you to regret your decision." Hearing Yan Song's words, Ding Congjun, who was already worried, lost his cool and started to walk towards the corridor. Jiang Hao took a step sideways, standing in front of Ding Congjun. "Brother Congjun, please don't bother Doctor Ning to treat Uncle Ding." "Jiang Hao, get out of the way!" Ding Congjun snapped, frowning. Jiang Hao braced herself and went on, "Doctor Ning has his rule
Ning Tao offered his hand to Fan Huaying and smiled. "You're too modest, Mr. Fan. Nice to meet you." Fan Huaying gave him the impression of a well-connected man. Such a person, who even Ding Congjun had to take his words seriously, would not make overtures to him for nothing. Fan Huaying must have a motive and a purpose in approaching him. But it was common in today's society that few people made friends without motivations or purposes. Coincidentally, Ning Tao needed a well-connected friend like Fan Huaying. Since Fan Huaying befriended him, of course Ning Tao wouldn't refuse his invitation. Fan Huaying shook Ning Tao's hand and complimented, "Doctor Ning, you are a worthy miracle doctor. You master such amazing medical skills at such a young age. You're bound to achieve unlimited achievements." Ning Tao laughed and said, "Mr. Fan, I'm flattered. You are so courteous that I am embarrassed to ask you to help." "Doctor Ning, wha
When the evening lights were lit, the lights of Beidu were like rainbows, forming a prosperous scene. A military off-road vehicle arrived at the gate of a villa community on the 3rd Ring Road. Jiang Hao, driving the vehicle, did not drive into the community, but stopped at the roadside at the gate of the community. "Here we are. This is the Eastern Mountain Villas," Jiang Hao told Ning Tao who was in the passenger seat. "A lot of stars live here. The house here costs tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan." "Hundreds of millions of yuan?" Ning Tao was startled by what he heard. He glanced through the window at the nearby villas and shook his head, sighing, "The world has become crazy." Jiang Hao passed a wry smile and also sighed, "Indeed, the word is crazy. A few years ago my mother and I wanted to move to a bigger house, but we were hesitant and never made up our minds. As a result, house prices have now doubled.
Half an hour passed. "It's over," Ning Tao declared and finally took his hands off Zhao Wushuang's face. Although the air conditioning was running in the room, Zhao Wushuang still got all sweaty. The sweat wetted her thin gauze dress, presenting a slightly exposed hazy beauty in the light from the lamp. She felt really hot, but she didn't know it was actually because of Ning Tao's spiritual power. A normal scar could be healed by applying the delicate perfumed cream once or twice to the scar. But Zhao Wushuang's face was burned by acid, and Ning Tao had to launch his spiritual power to aid the healing process. His special spiritual power had healing properties itself, and the delicate perfumed cream had a super effect on scars. It was hard not to work wonders with an unmatched treatment coupled with a unique drug. What was more, he used three full bottles of delicate perfumed creams to amplify the effect. "It's ov
The night sky was clear, and stars were shining in the dark blue depths. They seemed to be a language that told the story of worlds beyond the earth. Ning Tao painted a blood lock on the wall of the rooftop over Jiang Hao's house. As he inserted the key into the pattern, the blood lock spread out like ripples, and the inky convenient door appeared on the wall. Ning Tao strode toward the door. After two seconds of darkness, the light returned to his sight, which was the light of the seven-star lamp. In just two seconds, he was back at the Sky Clinic in Shan City, more than 1,800 kilometers away from Beidu. Above the good-evil tripod hovered black and white air. They were intertwined without scattering, but they were much weaker than before the rent was collected. Ning Tao sat cross-legged next to the good-evil tripod and ran the ABC of elementary cultivation method. An hour later, he left the clinic and went to the hillside behi