Chapter 5 The search and arrest of the Son of Heaven is over

Fourteen messages like this were received in a row, all of which were emphasizing that they could not afford to mess with this person.

Lu Xingzhu raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and his gaze fell back to the handsome man on the sofa.

Even Old Man Lu has to give three points of face if he is alive, so it seems that the origin of the Shen family in the capital is quite big.

The old man spent more than 20 years of hard work to pull her up, and taught him his lifelong medical skills and knowledge, in order to allow the Lu family to continue the glory of the national hand.

She frowned, the words he had uttered echoed in her mind.

"Your world should not stop at this small place.

The familiar words and tones seemed to gradually coincide with the shadow of Lu Binghuai's teaching in her memory, and she slowly raised her eyes to look around the simple and backward earthen embryo house, and even the incense and candles burning in the back room exploded with sparks.

"Alright old man, I see what you mean.

Lu Xingzhu lowered his eyes and looked at the man lying upside down on the sofa, and really picked up a God of Wealth and came back, she half-squatted in front of the sofa, "Wake up, surnamed Shen, I'll go to the capital with you."

But the man with his eyes closed looked pained, and his handsome and delicate facial features seemed to be meticulously depicted with a paintbrush.

Seeing this, Lu Xingzhu pinched the silver needle on his temple with his fingers and slowly pushed it in.

The man's hoarse and low muffled voice carried a little pain, but his face was visibly much better.

She pursed her lips, but her fingers were on his wrist.

When he was at the bottom of the cliff, Lu Xingzhu diagnosed him once, but he was not as serious and comprehensive as this time.

She unbuttoned Shen Xiaobai's shirt, and quickly needled the acupuncture points in his heart according to the acupuncture method taught by the old man Lu, but at this time, she was unprecedentedly serious, holding her breath and paying attention to the acupuncture points and strength of each needle.

This person's poison is deeper than she imagined, at least for more than ten years and deep into the bone marrow, if it weren't for the strong physique and long-term treatment, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived a long time ago. g

And this man will not live to the end of this year at most.

Lu Xingzhu exhaled deeply, and quickly pulled out after observing that the silver needles applied on his heart changed color one by one, and then spat on the plaster in his hand, and slapped it on his white and strong chest with a "pop-" down.

Hiss –

This figure looks pretty good, but I didn't expect it to feel even better.

Just as Lu Xingzhu was admiring the man's figure, he didn't notice that his narrow eyes had opened.

The man's hoarse voice seemed to be able to arouse the desire in people's hearts, "Have you touched enough?"

Even if he was caught red-handed, Lu Xingzhu said without changing his face: "I'm treating you here."

"Do you see anything?" Shen Xiaobai's face improved a lot, but when he swept the dog skin plaster and a dense circle of silver needles on his chest, his heart was blocked.

"You won't survive this year.

The short sentence was extremely heavy, and Shen Xiaobai was silent for a moment before he said, "I know."

His physical condition is very clear to himself.

Lu Xingzhu raised his eyebrows, "But I can let you live."

"Can you?"

"As long as you can afford it, I can.

Lu Xingzhu sat beside him comfortably, and took out two cans of Coke from under the sofa as if by magic, "I heard that you are very rich?"

Shen Xiaobai's eyes flashed, it seemed that he had asked others clearly.

"General.

Lu Xingzhu drank a sip of Coke, it is indeed quite ordinary to be able to give 100 million casually, and when the old man is alive, he can only be so generous in doing public welfare.

She asked him, "Do you want to live?"

"Who wouldn't want to live.

"He has been struggling and suffering for more than ten years, isn't it just to find a way to live?

"Good.

Lu Xingzhu put down the Coke and took out an old computer from under the wooden coffee table, "Now let's calculate how much you owe me with my mental loss fee."