I, Xu Damao, have accepted you.
The villain whose soul travels through the courtyard, and everyone in the courtyard is shouting to beat him? It doesn't matter, I have a luck harvesting system. Jia Dongxu was addicted to alcohol on his wedding night, and the whole hospital recommended me to take over as the "bed press" - starting from the moment I opened the door of the new house, the accounts in this hospital should be settled again.
Qin Huairu? I accept. Lou Xiao'e? I accept. Ran Qiuye, I collect it. Whatever rain comes, I will collect it. What? Too small? Then I'll support the head office. Every one counts, they're all mine. Yi Zhonghai wants to kidnap him morally? Let him be ruined. Shazhu wants to go head-to-head? Let him dig his own grave. Is Jia Zhang going to act up? Let her suffer. The Big Three Alliance? Divide them into pieces and defeat them one by one. The hospital general meeting is not their home field, it is my execution ground for liquidation.
After forty years, my appearance has not aged, the Xu family has blossomed, and hundreds of people are standing behind me. Some people say I rely on the system, others say I rely on luck.
Reader comments
In the second chapter, I was immediately persuaded to leave. I was fooled into it by the introduction. I didn't see him entering the bridal chamber for Jia Dongxu. Ha tui, farewell.
It's too ideal. The degree of restraint of feudal ethics is ridiculous. The description is not enough for a lecturer. It doesn't have the kind of emotion that really makes people desperate. It's too light.
In the second chapter, I was immediately persuaded to leave. I was fooled into it by the introduction. I didn't see him entering the bridal chamber for Jia Dongxu. Ha tui, farewell.
It's too ideal. The degree of restraint of feudal ethics is ridiculous. The description is not enough for a lecturer. It doesn't have the kind of emotion that really makes people desperate. It's too light.