I, the successor of the two saints of medicine and martial arts, never asked me to come down the mountain to repay my kindness before my master passed away.
Benefactor? The female president of Jiang Group, with a net worth of tens of billions.
But she frowned when she saw me: "Where is this charlatan? Go and drive."
Okay, the driver will be the driver.
Does she have a migraine? One shot and done.
Does she have stomach problems? A bowl of medicinal food cures the disease.
An important customer at the company's annual meeting suffered a heatstroke and passed out, and everyone was anxious.
I took out my silver needle and saved the life in three seconds, and the customer signed a multi-million dollar order on the spot.
This time the way she looked at me changed: "What else do you want?"
I said calmly: "It can also cure vegetative patients."
In the nursing home, her father, who had been in a coma for five years, moved his fingers.
She cried and I laughed too——
Because I discovered a poison in her father's body that should not exist in modern medicine.
That was the clue to the destruction of my division.
And the poisoning organization was walking towards her with a knife in hand.
