The ambulance was still parked outside the villa, and Zheng Shurong moved some equipment in; but he saw Bai Jiashu imitating Zhu Tong and meditating and resting in the living room.
"You know these things? I forgot, you are also a Chinese medicine practitioner." The things in Jiujin have not been delivered yet, and there is nothing to do anyway. So Zheng Shurong also imitated Bai Jiashu, tried his best to pose, and began to practice Pengma
achievement.
On the afternoon of the next day, Zhu Tong finally allowed Zheng Shurong to suture his wound. After a day and night of self-care, he found that the toxins near the wound had been absorbed by Longfeng Xinghao.
The little liar also discovered another phenomenon in himself: his current situation is very dangerous, success is also a Phoenix Mask, failure is also a Phoenix Mask.
The moment he was hit, the toxins in the bullet attacked the heart. In order to protect the heart, the Phoenix Mask discarded the toxins around the heart. Let alone the muscle tissue, the lungs were the most delicate and suffered the greatest damage. Half of Zhu Tong's lungs
The department is gradually shrinking.
After Bai Jiashu took his pulse, he said tactfully: "Go back and recuperate for a while, maybe you can recover."
The half-night at the ranch is beautiful. The setting sun shines into this villa, and also brings Kazuo Ikeda in.
Zhu Tong was feeling better than in the morning, and could already sit up on the soft cushions, but he still coughed a few times, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. He greeted Kazuo Ikeda politely and thanked him for his concern, but what he thought in his heart was: It's not you
, how could I get so mixed up?
"Miss Xuemi asked me to express her regret. There are too many guests at the ranch today, and she can't come until after dinner." After the false greeting ended, Ikeda Kazuo first conveyed the hostess's apology.
"I didn't expect that even the Finance Minister called to say hello. There will be many people coming in the next two days. The lady's godmother, Countess Wilson, will arrive tonight. She is a big shot. Count Wilson is the head of the London Financial Services Group.
A famous person in the world. I didn’t expect that the Ichi family would have so many friends. People from the Sansheng Consortium and the Murakami family also came, and the banquet in the evening was held for them. There is also news. An hour ago, Matsui
Masaga committed suicide by committing seppuku. In his own apartment in Arashiyama, Matsui Masaga left a will, saying that he was responsible for this incident, sorry for the lady, and sorry for the ancestors of the Iike Foundation. The person who sent the will was his son Matsui Heishi,
He was a very good young man. Although Heishijun was very sad, he was able to take care of the overall situation. The identity of the killer was also found out. He was from Kyoto, and his name was Renji. He belonged to the Kyoto Action Team. Kyoto suffered heavy losses today.
, the president was assassinated with a cold gun in the morning, and in the afternoon, someone rushed into the club and killed six people in a row. Good guy, these are all underworld; you know, those who died were all big shots in Kyoto, and Kyoto is finished..."
Kazuo Ikeda knew that Zhu Tong couldn't talk much, so he kept introducing the situation outside.
Hearing that Matsui Masaga committed suicide, Zhu Tong was not surprised. He sneered and thought: If he were Matsui-style, the first person to kill would be Matsui Masaga, just a scapegoat. Now that a person dies, he dies without any evidence, so whatever he says is fine.
It was a bit surprising to hear that Kyoto was being attacked. If the Ichi family was retaliating, maybe they shouldn't have used thunderous means to kill so many people in such a short period of time. Wouldn't that be setting themselves on fire?
Suddenly, Zhu Tong thought of another possibility: this is also acting, it is the theatergoer's response to Ichixuemei, but this time the props are Kyoto; while the theatergoer is expressing his position towards Ichixuemei,
It also implies a warning.
Zhu Tong quickly called Zheng Shurong and asked him to bring his jacket. He put his hand into his pocket and found that the watch that conveyed information was missing.
Bai Jiashu and Zheng Shurong said that except for the CK Zhu Tong wore, they didn't see any watches at all.
The little liar did not continue to ask questions. He closed his eyes and rested, thinking about what the news brought by Kazuo Ikeda actually meant.
Kyoto was wiped out in such a short period of time, and the amount of manpower and financial resources consumed was staggering. Except for the opponents of the Ichi family who may not exist, killing Ichi Xuemei does not seem to be in the interest of any party. This carefully planned
What is the performance about?
Zhu Tong has seen a few jockeys from Tianye Ranch from a distance. The skills of those people are not much different from the average masters in the arena.
But what is certain is that Matsui Shiki is a passive audience. The death of Matsui Masaga has eliminated any doubts about the Matsui family; Ikeda Kazuo does not seem to have the courage and motivation; then, this matter is not Iike Yuki
Mei means, she must also be an insider.
Just why? Could it be that Ichi Xuemi was taking this opportunity to warn someone? Or express a certain stance?
Just last night, Zhu Tong heard a hoarse, cold, low voice. The person warned him not to move in a slightly mocking tone, but the little liar couldn't feel where the other person was.
Under the current situation, he can only wait, but he doesn't know what result he can wait for; he knows that there will be a result, and the matter has caused trouble all over the world. As a prop, he is safe now.
Ye'er probably knew something. When Zhu Tong talked to her on the phone after dinner, Ye'er expressed great concern and said that she was coming to Japan. It was difficult for the little liar to convince her that she was only slightly injured. Those media
The news on the Internet is all fabricated by reporters.
After putting down the phone, Zhu Tongcai coughed out the cough he was holding back, and the blood streaks and blood clots stained the spittoon in front of his feet red; he asked Bai Jiashu to prick the dragon and phoenix stars into the acupuncture points under his elbows, and then it gradually calmed down.
These two acupuncture points are found on the Thirteen Needles of Guimen, but Bai Jiashu didn't know they were of such use, and Zhu Tong didn't explain them either. He was really too weak.
On the morning of the third day, a group of guests came to Tianye Ranch, led by Ichi Xuemei’s godmother, Countess Wilson from London. She also brought a friend, Sir Lady Rodman from France.
Jingchi Xuemei is maturing rapidly, and she has been really busy these past two days.
Banks and companies in Japan that are related to the Iike Foundation seem to have received the news of the reorganization of the Iike Foundation, and they have been visiting one after another to express their condolences. Many wives and ladies of important people live in the ranch, and the reason is generally to accompany Yuki.
Beautiful young ladies "spend the most dangerous time", but everyone knows what they are actually thinking.
The Ichi Foundation has announced to the public that in one month, Ichi Xuemi will appear on the stage as the chairman of the Ichi Foundation.
Two years ago, when Miss Xuemei's parents and brother were killed, there were not so many people who came to comfort and accompany her. At that time, everyone knew that she was just a cute doll and would always be a good-looking puppet.
Of course, some people are sincere, such as Countess Wilson; she is a friend of Miss Xuemi's mother. Since the age of thirteen, Xuemi Ichi has lived in the Wilson Manor in Edinburgh.
Seeing Mrs. Wilson's kind smile, Ichichi Xuemei immediately threw herself into her arms and cried bitterly. This was the first time in two years that she cried so freely.
"Okay, baby, dear kitten; it's your turn to introduce a guest, Sir Mrs. Rodman. Yes, she is also an Asian, but not Japanese, she is Chinese. I thought of it as soon as I heard about your assassination.
She happened to be traveling in Asia, and I took the liberty to invite her to visit my dear kitten. You know, she is a magical lady who can paint beautiful paintings and has very mysterious medical skills.
Look, my nasty asthma was cured by Madam, and it only took three days. Mrs. Rodman, when I think of your unpleasant herbal soup, my stomach feels very uncomfortable."
When flowers bloom every spring, the pollen in the air is very difficult for Mrs. Wilson, who suffers from asthma. Now, the flowers on the pasture are in full bloom, but Mrs. Wilson can laugh heartily, which makes Jingchi Xuemei feel amazing.
"Thank you for curing my godmother's disease." Xuemei Jingchi wiped away her tears and saw Mrs. Rodman's appearance clearly; she was really a dignified Asian lady, and her quiet and elegant temperament made her suddenly happy.
Feeling of intimacy.
"Miss Xuemei is not a kitten, she is a beautiful angel." Mrs. Rodman stroked Xuemei Jingchi's shoulder, very naturally and with a gentle hand. It had been a long time since anyone had touched her like this, and it had been a long time since anyone had touched her like this.
Look at her with such kind eyes.
"You haven't seen Xuemei when she was a child. She really looked like a shy kitten. However, as you grow up now, be careful Xuemei. There will be many playboys pestering you, an angel."
Jingchi Xuemei blushed at the praise and whispered: "Thank you, madam, for the compliment. Please come in and have tea."
Mrs. Rodman is so beautiful, I really want to be her daughter; Ichixuemi thought so.
"Mrs. Rodman, are you really a doctor?" In the Japanese-style villa in the main building of the ranch, Ichixuemi asked curiously after ordering tea.
"My husband is also Chinese. Miss, you can call me Mrs. Lan." Mrs. Rodman looked at Jingchi Xuemei lovingly; "Miss Xuemei was not injured, I am very pleased."
Jingchi Xuemei called Mrs. Lan obediently. She knew that although her godmother, Mrs. Wilson, was cheerful, kind and caring, she was very picky about the people and friends she interacted with.
The nouveau riche is not entitled to Mrs. Wilson's friendship; no matter whether she has amazing medical skills or not.
During the few years that Iike Yukimi lived in the UK, some dazzling artists, film and television sports stars or accomplished scientists often appeared in Mrs. Wilson's salon. However, they (them) were just passers-by and never received the invitation.
More than three invitations are required, unless you are of noble family descent.
When it comes to choosing friends to travel with, Mrs. Wilson's requirements will only be more stringent.
Mrs. Blue from France! Xuemei Jingchi suddenly thought of a mysterious family from mainland China, the Blue Stone Group. Their situation has always been a mystery. No one has ever known exactly how many people there are in this family and how much money they control.
"Does Mrs. Lan know Mr. Lan Yu?" Jingchi Xuemei asked cautiously. Lan Yu had also dated his father, and Jingchi Xuemei had read the address book left by his father.
"Lan Yu is my husband. He is in poor health and doesn't go out much." Mrs. Lan replied with a smile, without showing off or being proud at all.
Jingchi Xuemei suddenly had respect. In the information she received recently, Mr. Lan Yu was a very important figure. As for Sir Rodman's origin, she could guess a little bit. He was obtained by serving a certain royal family.
A reward or some kind of exchange condition. This lady seems to prefer to be called Mrs. Blue, and Mrs. Wilson likes a dignified companion with a noble title.
Mrs. Wilson covered half of her face with a fan and chuckled: "Is Sir Rodman's illness more difficult to deal with than asthma?"
"It's very difficult. Our family's medical skills are only good at treating asthma and lung diseases. Where can we find a universal doctor?" Mrs. Lan smiled, but did not explain what disease her husband was suffering from.
"Mrs. Lan is good at treating lung diseases?" Xuemei Jingchi raised her voice in surprise; "That's right, a friend of mine was injured and kept coughing and coughing up blood."
"Dear Xuemei, Mrs. Lan will not treat ordinary people. She rarely travels. Unrelated people..." Mrs. Wilson refused on Mrs. Lan's behalf.
"It's not an irrelevant person, ah, I'm sorry Mrs. Wilson, I mean, he used his body to block the bullet that was shot at me. He is also a magical doctor." Ichixuemi hurriedly interrupted her godmother, for fear of Wilson
What Madam said affected Madam Lan.
"Since I am Miss Xuemei's savior, I really have to go and have a look." A trace of worry flashed across Mrs. Lan's face. Jingchi Xuemei saw it, but didn't think much about it; "However, there is a condition for my treatment.
.”
"What conditions?" Jingchi Xuemei grabbed Mrs. Lan's hand and asked nervously.
"The person who saved the young lady's life was a man, right? Apart from my husband, I have never treated a man before. Miss Xuemei, if this patient can fall asleep..."
Xuemei Jingchi was a little embarrassed, but Mrs. Wilson nodded and smiled: "Yes, what is Mrs. Rodman's identity? How can she treat people casually?"
Last night, when Jingchi Xuemei visited Mr. Li, she felt that although he had regained some energy, he was coughing up more blood. Dr. Bai said that the medicine sent by the institute had limited effect, and Director Li was afraid that this time
The root of the disease will be left, and half of the lungs will be affected.
However, Mr. Li was very stubborn and refused to go to the hospital for comprehensive examination and treatment. He also refused to allow doctors other than Bai Jiashu and Zheng Shurong to see him.
"I can only find a solution in my diet." In an instant, Jingchi Xuemei thought of the best solution. For Mr. Li, Jingchi Xuemei felt guilty and grateful, and also had some inexplicable curiosity.
.
In the past, she had only expressed a slight interest in Matsui Heishi, Matsui Shiki's grandson, when persuading Matsui Shiki; this Mr. Li seemed to be using his wisdom, bravery and weakness to break away something in Ichi Xuemei's heart.