Chapter Eighty-Eight: Big Boss, You Continue to Pretend
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When he came to the bedroom, Zhang Haoran saw the big boss on Long Jun's mobile phone, but at this time, the big boss who was sick in bed had a dead gray face, his eyes closed, his breathing was long and short, and it was very slow. Obviously, he is sick and has no way to return to heaven.
"This old gentleman is estimated to live for no more than three days......" Zhang Haoran said in a deep voice.
Gu Tianmin's eyebrows jumped but he didn't have any expression, just looked at the half-dead old man lying on the bed, his father.
"You go out and stay out for a few minutes, I'll do some tricks inside. Zhang Haoran said lightly.
With the previous things, the current Gu Tianmin completely believed in Zhang Haoran, not to mention that this dead old ghost really couldn't live for these three days, which was diagnosed by the best doctor he had ever found. And Zhang Haoran in front of him is just a feng shui physiognomy, is it possible that he can save a person who will die in three days?
"There is Master Lao Lian!" Gu Tianmin stepped back directly after speaking, and the rest of the things were tossed by Lian Yangnan inside, and Gu Tianmin was only one step away from success now, just one step, he could relax.
Seeing Gu Tianmin go out and close the door, Zhang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. Acting has to be like acting, but this kind of wholehearted devotion makes Zhang Haoran's whole body nervous. On the surface, it is extremely relaxed, but in fact, the more Zhang Haoran gets to the back, the more physically and mentally exhausted he feels.
It can only be said that every good actor in the movie on TV is not easy. Ten minutes on stage, ten years off the stage.
Ten fingers in the palm of the hand, ten drops of essence blood. Now Zhang Haoran can only use this blood feeding method he hates the most to save the ancient army, the last time it was because of the increase in people, but this time it was for this good old man. Hate is hate, but now the ancient army in front of him is really difficult to survive these three days, it can be said that he will die in three days.
When Zhang Haoran smelled the dead aura on Gu Jun's body and the black aura of his whole body, this was enough to convince Zhang Haoran that even he couldn't treat the other party well, and there was only this way to feed blood. Although I hate it, I save the dead, cut the meat and feed the eagles, some things are like they were destined by God.
Since Zhang Haoran knew about the existence of Gu Jun, and knew that Gu Jun was a kind and charitable person, Zhang Haoran was grateful to those who often helped others, so even if he didn't know him, Zhang Haoran could help him, and he didn't want to live with peace of mind and freedom in the world.
The essence blood dripped down Gu Jun's pale lips and slid into his mouth. After Zhang Haoran bandaged his wounds, he looked at the ancient army who still had a dead face. The rest depends on creation, Zhang Haoran can ensure that his ten fingers in the palm of his hand and ten drops of essence blood can save people. But sometimes fate should be absolute, Zhang Haoran has no shortage of heavenly skills, who can guarantee a hundred trials and cures. Look at fate, whenever Zhang Haoran faces something that he can't control, he will always hand it over to fate.
While waiting, Zhang Haoran began to look at the bedroom that belonged to Gu Jun. The head of the bed faces west, the head of the bed is mirrored, facing the door, and there is a beam...... Zhang Haoran just looked at it casually and felt that all kinds of things were wrong.
The head of the bed facing west is easy to cause blood to rush up, and the elderly are taboo. Just because the earth rotates from east to west, and the head sleeps westward, after a long time, the blood will naturally rush to the ears. It's common sense, no one would set a bed like that.
As for the bedside embedded mirror, Zhang Haoran felt weird at a glance. When Zhang Haoran looked at it with brown eyes, he could see that the mirror was actually like a black hole that devoured people, and there was black gas around the mirror, constantly rotating in a whirlpool.
This is similar to ghosts, and it is even more inappropriate to have a mirror embedded in the head of the bed. Even if there is no ghost, it will damage people's health, which is a metaphor for frequent headaches, insomnia, and other diseases related to the brain.
Facing the gate, and there is a bathroom directly outside the gate, needless to say, Zhang Haoran has long seen that it is inappropriate, and this is a bathroom specially built by Gu Tianmin. It can't be directly facing the door, and a bathroom is also built. Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.
Fortunately, the beam is not in the middle and is pressed on the Gu Jun's body, but on the right hand, which can be regarded as a house that has been limited to death, otherwise it will be pressed by the beam, and over time, it will cause a serious illness. But at this point, it seems that this has also been touched.
From the inside out, it seems that Gu Tianmin has a lot of thoughts. And he must also know some people around him who know feng shui, otherwise how would he know about these things that seem to be natural but are dangerous to kill?
Zhang Haoran also had to look at the aura with his eyes, and he had already analyzed the rationality of the placement of everything around Gu Jun through some normal common sense. Looking at it now, Zhang Haoran has to admire Gu Tianmin's scheming.
When Zhang Haoran saw these messy and murderous feng shui patterns at this time, Zhang Haoran knew that Gu Tianmin was insidious and vicious. Such a person likes to play metaphysics so much, Zhang Haoran doesn't mind sending him some gifts.
"Cough, cough ......" Gu Jun, who had been silent for a long time and was about to die and was extremely weak, suddenly coughed, not loud, this is already a sign of improvement.
"Hello big boss!" Zhang Haoran saw that Gu Jun was getting better, and his heart was suddenly very relaxed, and his mood was a lot more relaxed. This kind of waiting that doesn't even know the result is the most disturbing, even if it goes without saying that your heart crushes you to death.
Gu Jun slowly opened his eyes, feeling a bit of a dazzling light, and then saw an unfamiliar face above him.
"Big boss, how much is one plus one?!" Seeing Gu Jun's suddenly confused appearance when he opened his eyes, Zhang Haoran felt that he had to test whether he had recovered subconsciously. Perhaps sometimes this upturn is also a sign of a return to light.
If Gu Jun could scold people physically, he would definitely give a lecture to the young man in front of him, he had been dealing with numbers all his life, and the person in front of him actually asked himself idiotic questions.
When Gu Jun was still a shoe-shiner, he became obsessed with numbers, the number of money. How much money is earned every day, how to spend it, how much it is spent, how much it is saved, what it is saved for, etc., has been repeated in the daily life of Gu Jun.
Then he continued to invest the money he had saved, and he continued to achieve what he is today. Success is no accident, at least Gu Jun has been calculating his own numbers all his life, how to make this number bigger. Just like the beginning of addition, then multiplication until the number continues to get bigger, multiplication in infinity, and finally has today's foundation.
"II. Although Gu Jun felt strange in his heart and was wary of the kid in front of him, he still replied honestly. The kid in front of him is not like a bad guy, and the bad guy won't talk as much nonsense as he asks one plus one.
"Then it's okay! Big boss, I'm a friend of Long Jun, I heard that ...... So come and heal your sickness. "Zhang Haoran and Long Jun are brothers, and now that Long Jun is working in his company, Zhang Haoran is naturally willing to give his brother a big favor.
"It's that little guy......" Gu Jun said a little excitedly, but then there was a dead silence and he stopped talking. The words that Zhang Haoran omitted just now are exactly what has been tormenting him these days.
But in Gu Jun's house, everything is happening, and money is really so important? Gu Jun had planned it a long time ago, and he had already made a will to divide the property into five parts, four into three sons and one daughter, and the last one was only for public welfare. But he didn't expect that such a fair will would still dissatisfy his sons, and as a result, it led to infighting.
Gu Jun has been kind all his life, but he can't imagine that it will end like today. It's really a place of unrest, and it's unstable.
"I'm cured?" said Gu Jun a little weakly. It's not that his body is uncomfortable, but now he can feel that his body is miraculously recovering, this feeling is like a long-dormant cell slowly waking up, and slowly waking up at the same time, Gu Jun feels that his eyes are a little brighter.
And the sense of powerlessness is to see too much, too much, when he was young, he recognized the warmth and coldness of human feelings, after all, he was young and frivolous, and he could really grow up and mature after more experience. But when you're old...... What else is there to talk about in the ancient army, life is like a play, and drama is like life. I can only blame myself for not being able to teach and teach my son.
Zhang Haoran understood what Gu Jun meant, and just nodded at the moment. When Zhang Haoran's eyes inadvertently looked at the mirror embedded in the bedside, he still felt uneasy, so he hurriedly took out the compass and put it in the middle of the mirror. Bronze mirrors are not mirrors.
Gu Jun looked at Zhang Haoran's strange behavior, but when he saw the mirror, his face turned pale, when did he have someone embedded in the mirror at the head of his bed? But soon Gu Jun closed his eyes, and said in his heart These bastards are getting more and more excessive, if he doesn't hate his heart, I'm afraid that they will harm more people.
"Big boss, after tonight, your illness should be fine, and it is estimated that you can still be as strong as forty years old. Zhang Haoran joked. A newly recovered patient needs to be in a good mood.
Gu Jun chuckled, the young man in front of him was unreliable. The previous sentence is very serious, but the next sentence is not serious. However, this young man seems to have a lot of secrets, and from the fact that he has just used a compass and a superb medical skill to cure himself, it can be seen that this young man understands things that are not proportional to his age. It's just that when did that young man from the Long Army have such a powerful brother, he didn't introduce him to him earlier.
However, Gu Jun immediately thought about it, he seemed to be busy before he got sick, and he had time to deal with these young people, not to mention the things he was thinking about just now.
Seeing Gu Jun chuckling again and again, Zhang Haoran knew that he had let go of his mood, so it would be absolutely no problem to fully recover next. Sometimes heart disease is more important than physical disease.
"By the way, big boss, don't go out at night if you hear any sound. Zhang Haoran saw the mirror covered by the compass for the first time, and thought of the bathroom. I thought to myself that since Gu Tianmin's bastard loves to play metaphysics so much, then Zhang Haoran didn't mind borrowing two ghost soldiers from Brother Su to play with him at night.
Thinking of this, Zhang Haoran smiled, Gu Jun looked at Zhang Haoran's smile but didn't know why this young man was living so happily, he was laughing from beginning to end. But Gu Jun is also an open-minded person, and after reading it, he also understood it, and he laughed with his eyes closed.
"Okay, big boss, you keep pretending, I have to go. Remember, you won't live more than three days. Zhang Haoran was reminding him to pretend to be a point.
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