Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

Han Qianling was sitting in the doctor's consultation room. Opposite him, the doctor wearing gold glasses put down the examination report in his hand.

"I tend to have no problem with this report." The doctor nodded to Han Qianling.

After waiting quietly for a while, he said gently: "And I think it feels like you can believe it. Sometimes the body is far more acute than our mind. If you think the magical dishes in the town can heal you You should try this way."

Han Qianling slowly shook his head: "It's not the magical dishes from the small town." It's just that one person made it, only that one person...

He didn't realize what he had said until the words came out.

The doctor looked at his patient with calm eyes.

Han Qianling has been treating him for three or four years. Like every doctor who had taken over Han Qianling before, Han Qianling's illness made almost all doctors feel frustrated.

But doctors have become accustomed to this kind of frustration-medicine is like this, when you reach a certain position, you will realize that doctors are not omnipotent.

Therefore, they must look at this issue with a more forgiving perspective, and they must be more humble in the face of the unknown.

However, what surprised the doctor was that Han Qianling had always chosen to stay with him for treatment. According to Han Qianling's medical records, the doctor originally thought that Han would always be an impatient person.

Especially, when he really couldn't relieve Han Qianling from the pain, he failed to make effective treatment for Han Qianling.

But Han Qianling said: "Of all the doctors' attitudes, you are the one that makes me most comfortable."

Han Qianling said: "There is no cure for my disease. I have completely accepted and got used to it."

He has always stayed at the doctor for diagnosis and treatment. He has regular physical examinations at the doctor's place. He listens to the doctor's interpretation with the physical examination report, and occasionally makes appointments for physical examinations for abnormalities.

It is also through these exchanges that doctors understand more and more about their patients.

Han Qianling is a gloomy, inaccessible, but polite person. He doesn't use his power to suppress others, but maybe because of a strange disease that was born painful, he has little interest in the whole world.

He was able to make such a dazzling achievement, purely because he himself was too superior and outstanding, not because of his persistent love for his career.

Moreover, the doctor was able to judge from the traces revealed in Han Qianling's behavior that he had a sufficiently unfortunate childhood.

Sometimes the doctor will guess whether the other party’s illness is caused by a psychological problem? Although this situation is rare, it is not uncommon.

But Han Qianling refused psychological counseling. With the heaviness of his guardianship, whether it is hypnosis, humanism or cognitive therapy, it is impossible for someone to successfully give him a psychological counseling without consent.

So Han Qianling and his illness were in a stalemate.

The doctor has studied psychology as an elective. Over the years, he also has some experience in how to deal with his patients. Seeing that Han Qianling's expression was a little dazed, he slowly guided Han Qianling: "I can feel that this trip to the small town is an unforgettable experience for you."

"Indeed." Han Qianling hesitated for a few seconds before spitting out in front of the doctor he knew. "My assistant took the opponent's money. I just fired him and sent him to prison for investigation. Although I have noticed the traces, I Still a little disappointed."

"I passed through the town because I went to see the newly bought mine. The original itinerary was to leave in the afternoon, but..."

But he was destined to pass through the town, and then he smelled the fragrance that filled half of the town.

No, it's not only because of the aroma of the food that the top cooking skills bring.

Across the thick door panel, the moment Han Qianling knocked on the door almost felt his heart jump to his throat, as if someone inside was attracting him. It was unprecedented and he had never experienced...

It is as if the missing soul has finally been pieced together.

Then the door opened and he saw the thin and tall young man.

The other party has bright, warm eyes.

Later, he misunderstood the youth to induce him to become addicted to drugs, and according to the other party's words, he had just returned from the city, and the difference between Han Qianling's itinerary and Han Qianling's trip was even less than half a day.

This deepened Han Qianling's suspicion and made him think that the youth had come prepared.

To be honest, even though there is no appearance, this discovery has deeply broken Han Qianling's heart.

Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding.

But this misunderstanding was so embarrassing that he didn't even know how to face each other again.

The benevolent doctor spoke to Han Qianling in an encouraging tone: "I just told you that sometimes the human body is magical, and it knows what it needs better than the mind. At some point, maybe you should Trust your heart."

Han Qianling lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

After the second hand hung on the wall rotated several times, Han Qianling finally spoke.

"Perhaps you are right." Han Qianling admitted, "And, I have to retrieve my suitcase."

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Han Qianling imagined that when meeting Luo Jiujiang goodbye, the other person's expressions are most likely to appear: anger, disgust, disdain, like the trouble of seeing a large beach... Anyway, he has been used to seeing it since childhood. Of those.

But he never expected that when Luo Jiujiang saw him, the emotions on his face for the first time turned out to be surprises.

He didn't even conceal this abnormal feeling. From seeing Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang's eyes sparkled: "Are you here?"

Hearing his tone, it was like the last time they met, Han Qianling did not send Luo Jiujiang to the police station because of an embarrassing misunderstanding, but instead invited him to a five-star hotel for a seafood feast.

Han Qianling was a little embarrassed: "Cough, I..."

"I have been worrying about you." Luo Jiujiang said directly and simply.

Han Qianling was stunned on the spot, unable to say a word.

"You looked so uncomfortable that day. I'm afraid that you have some gastrointestinal problems recurring. The gastrointestinal problems are usually old lesions, which are too torturous-are you okay now? Are you feeling healthy?"

Han Qianling tried hard to hear a bit of irony from it.

Admit it, not at all.

He took a deep breath and tried to find the reason he had kept before knocking on the door: "I am here this time to apologize for the behavior last time, and...well, my suitcase ."

If the suitcase has not been thrown away without you venting your anger. But lose it if you lose it, there is nothing important in it. Han Qianling thought secretly in his heart.

He was quite happy to know that Luo Jiujiang vented all his anger because he threw away his things.

If Luo Jiujiang showed a little apologetic expression, then Han Qianling would have a new excuse to re-enter the room, even though he would face Luo Jiujiang's awkward expression at first-this was Han Qianling's original plan.

But what he didn't expect again was that Luo Jiujiang's smile deepened: "The suitcase? I always keep it properly, I'm afraid there are things that are important to you."

"I have been waiting for you to come back to fetch it, come with me."

Han Qianling once again walked into the door he had been led into. This time it was still useless to walk in, no need to spend money or effort, and it was as easy as last time.

This made him almost have an illusion: as long as the person in front is leading the way, every road in the future will go so easily.

Luo Jiujiang pushed Han Qianling's suitcase to him.

The surface of the suitcase is very clean, and even a little dust has not fallen. It is completely conceivable that Luo Jiujiang has taken care of his things in a delicate manner these days.

Han Qianling opened the silver trolley case, and the hair he had caught in the zipper was still in place, which showed that Luo Jiujiang had not turned his things.

After confirming that his belongings were all intact, Han Qianling raised his head, his expression almost moved and confused.

——A good person like Luo Jiujiang actually exists in this world?

This is really contrary to everything he received and faced in the first half of his life.

Luo Jiujiang has already squatted down beside him, smiling warmly at him: "How is it, are things still there, are they missing?"

Han Qianling couldn't speak, he could only shook his head.

"That's good. You haven't answered my question just now, how about your body, is it better?"

"I'm much better." Han Qianling whispered.

He did not lie. It was almost like a miracle. From the moment he walked into this house, he already felt the pain leave him quickly, replacing it with unprecedented ease and health.

For this, the system has something to say-in order to fear that Qianling would think he was poisoned again, Luo Jiujiang deliberately released the aura and compressed it in the entire room.

This is very labor intensive and very spiritual. Ke Luo Jiujiang didn't mind at all.

The aura in the room is almost as sticky and dense as glue. If Han Qianling doesn't feel relieved anymore, it is because Luo Jiujiang's strength has gone wrong.

"You are fine." Luo Jiujiang heaved a sigh of relief. "The town is a bit far away. It's not easy for you to come here. Are you hungry now? I'll make it for you. I still remember your tastes and don't like them. Fishy, ​​do you prefer fresh vegetables?"

"..."

Han Qianling lowered his eyes silently.

Originally there was some cash in the suitcase. Han Qianling also carried a bank card next to him. At the same time, he could transfer money with his mobile phone.

This time he came here to find a "special effect dish medicine" made by Luo Jiujiang, and for this reason he even planned to take the posture of consuming hundreds of millions of contracts.

Money, power, beauty... There is always something that can impress Luo Jiujiang.

But now, Han Qianling felt that putting those things alongside Luo Jiujiang and thinking about it was a tarnish to Luo Jiujiang.

"Sorry." Han Qianling whispered, "I can eat meat and fish, there is no taboo. I have to apologize to you for everything I did last time."

"What are you talking about." Luo Jiujiang said with no emphasis on the wall of the kitchen. "Isn't it right to go out and protect yourself? You have to be vigilant-but it's great to be able to eat meat, I'll give you Braised lotus root ribs soup, right?"

Click, couldn't be more clear, Han Qianling heard the sound of thin ice breaking in his heart.

In that short moment, he suddenly realized that he might be planted this time.

He has never succumbed to violence, is not afraid of the darkness, is not angry because of conspiracy and overt insults... yet he is so easily succumbed to a smile and a greeting.

Han Qianling felt tempted.

Just because of Luo Jiujiang.

... It's definitely not because of the lotus root rib soup that I haven't eaten yet.