11. Props (II)
The ambulance was still parked outside the villa, and Zheng Shurong brought in a few pieces of equipment; saw that Bai Jiashu also learned to wish the child to meditate and rest in the living room.
"Would you still do that? I forgot, you are also a Chinese medicine practitioner. "The things in Jiujin haven't been delivered yet, and there's nothing to do anyway; So, Zheng Shurong also learned from Bai Jiashu, worked hard to pose well, and began to practice Peng Ma Gong.
The next afternoon, Zhu Tong finally allowed Zheng Shurong to stitch up his wound, and after a day and a night of self-recuperation, he found that the toxins near the wound had been absorbed by Long Fengxing.
The little liar also found another phenomenon in himself: his current situation is very dangerous, and he is also a phoenix mask and a phoenix mask is defeated.
The moment it was hit, the toxin in the bullet hit the heart, and the phoenix mask threw the toxin around the heart in order to protect the heart. In the musculature, it is good to say that because the lungs are the most delicate, they are the most damaged, and half of Zhu Tong's lungs are gradually shrinking.
After Bai Jiashu checked his pulse, he said euphemistically: "Go back and cultivate for a while, maybe you can recover." β
The middle night at the ranch was beautiful, and the sunset shone into this villa, which also brought Kazuo Ikeda in.
Zhu Tong is better than in the morning, and can already sit up on the cushion, but he still coughs a few times from time to time, and the corners of his mouth are oozing blood. He politely greeted Kazuo Ikeda and thanked him for his concern, but what he thought to himself was: If it weren't for you, how could I be so mixed?
"Miss Xuemei asked me to express her regret that there were too many guests at the ranch today, and she could only come after dinner." The false greeting ended, and Kazuo Ikeda first conveyed the hostess's apology.
"Unexpectedly, even the Chancellor of the Exchequer called to greet him. Many more people will come in these two days, and Miss's godmother, Countess Wilson, will arrive to-night. She was a big man, and the Earl Wilson was a big man in London's financial circles. I didn't expect the Ichi family to have so many friends. The Mimori Foundation and the Murakami family also came, and the banquet was held for them in the evening. There is also news that an hour ago, Matsui Masaga committed suicide by seppuku. In Arashiyama's own apartment, Matsui Masaka left a will, saying that he was responsible for this incident, sorry for Miss, sorry for the ancestors of the Iike Foundation. It was his son Matsui Heishi who gave the will, and he was a very good young man; Although Ping Zhijun is very sad, he can take care of the overall situation. The identity of the killer has also been clarified, from the Kyoto Society, and the killer's name is Renji; It belongs to the Kyoto Kai Action Group. The Kyoto Association suffered heavy losses today, the president was assassinated by a cold gun in the morning, and in the afternoon, someone stormed the hall and killed six people in a row. Good guys, these are all triads; You know, those who died were all big shots in the Kyoto Society, and the Kyoto Society was done with ....... β
Kazuo Ikeda knew that Zhu Tong couldn't talk much, and he nagged about the situation outside.
I heard that Matsui Masaka committed suicide, and I wish Tong no surprise. sneered and thought: If you are Matsui-style, the first person to kill is Matsui Masaka, the scapegoat. Now that a person is dead, there is no proof of his death, and it is better to say anything.
It was a bit surprising to hear that Kyoto would be attacked, if it was the people of the Ichi family who took revenge, maybe they shouldn't have resorted to thunderous means and killed so many people in such a short time, wouldn't that be a fire?
Suddenly, Zhu Tong thought of another possibility: this is also acting, it is the audience's response to Ichi Yukimi, but this time the prop is the Kyoto Society; While the theatergoers made a stand against Yukimi Iike, they also implied a warning.
Zhu Tong hurriedly called Zheng Shurong and asked him to bring his shirt. When I reached into my pocket, the watch that was carrying the message was gone.
Bai Jiashu and Zheng Shurong said that except for the C that Zhu Tong was wearing, they didn't see any watches at all.
The little liar didn't continue to ask, but closed his eyes and pondered what the news brought by Kazuo Ikeda represented.
Kyoto will be wiped out in such a short period of time, and the cost of human and financial resources is staggering. Aside from the rivals of the Iike family, who may not exist, it doesn't seem in the interest of either party to kill Yukimi Iike, so what is the reason for this well-choreographed show?
Zhu Tong has seen a few jockeys in the Heavenly Night Ranch from afar, and the skills of those people are not much worse than the ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes.
What is certain is that Matsui Shiki is a passive spectator, and Matsui Masaga's death has washed away the Matsui family's suspicions; Kazuo Ikeda doesn't seem to have the guts or motives; Then, this matter is not what Yukimi Ichi meant, and she must also be an insider.
Just why? Could it be that Yukimi Iike is taking this opportunity to warn someone? Or take a certain position?
Just last night, Zhu Tong heard a hoarse, cold, low voice, the man warned him in a slightly mocking tone not to move, and the little liar did not feel where the other party was.
In the current situation, he can only wait, but he does not know what outcome he can wait for; He knew that there would be a result, things had already caused a storm in the world, and as a prop, he was safe now.
Ye Er knew about something, and when Zhu Tong talked to her on the phone after dinner, Ye Er expressed great concern, saying that she was coming to Japan. It was easy for the little liar to convince her that she had only suffered a few minor injuries, and that the news in the media was fabricated by reporters.
Putting down the phone, Zhu Tong squirted out a forbearant cough, and the bloodshot and blood clot stained the spittoon in front of his foot red; He asked Bai Jiashu to stab the dragon and phoenix stars into the acupuncture points under his elbows, and then gradually calmed down.
There are thirteen needles on these two acupuncture points, but Bai Jiashu didn't know that they were so useful, and Zhu Tong didn't explain, he was too weak.
On the morning of the third day, a group of guests came to the Ranch at Night, led by Yukimi Iike's godmother, Countess Wilson from London. She also brought a friend, Sir Rodman from France.
Yukimi Ichi is maturing rapidly, and she's been really busy enough in the past two days.
Banks and companies in Japan that have ties to the Iike Foundation seem to have received the news of the reorganization of the Iike Foundation, and they have continued to come to their homes to express their condolences. Many of the wives and ladies of big names live in the ranch, and the reason is that they accompany Miss Yukimi to "spend the most dangerous time", but in fact, everyone knows what they think.
The Ichi Foundation has announced that a month later, Yukimi Ichi will appear on the stage as the chairman of the Ichi Foundation.
Two years ago, when Miss Xuemei's parents and brother were killed, there were not so many people to comfort and accompany her. At that time, everyone knew that she was nothing more than a cute doll and would always be a good-looking puppet.
Of course, some are sincere, like Countess Wilson; She was a friend of Miss Yukimi's mother, and since the age of thirteen, Yukimi Iike has lived in Wilson Manor in Edinburgh.
Seeing Mrs. Wilson's kind smile, Yukimi Iike immediately threw herself into her arms and wept bitterly, for the first time in two years, she had cried so unscrupulously.
"All right, baby, dear kitten; I should introduce you to a guest, Sir Lady Rodman. Yes, she is also Asian, but not Japanese, Chinese. I thought of her as soon as I heard about your assassination. It just so happened that Mrs. Rodman was traveling in Asia, and I took the liberty of inviting her to come and visit my dear kitten. You know, she is a magical lady, who can paint very beautiful pictures and has a very mysterious medical skills. Lo and behold, my nasty asthma was cured by my wife, and it only took three days. Mrs. Rodman, my stomach is upset at the thought of your unpalatable herbal soup. β
Every spring, when the flowers are in full bloom, the pollen in the air is difficult for Mrs. Wilson, who suffers from asthma. Now, the flowers are blooming on the pasture, but Mrs. Wilson can laugh heartily, and she can't help but feel magical to Yukimi Iike.
"Thank you for curing my godmother's illness." Yukimi Ichi wiped away her tears before she could see Mrs. Rodman's face clearly; is really a dignified Asian lady, and her quiet and elegant temperament makes her feel intimate.
"Miss Xuemei is not a kitten, she is a beautiful angel." Mrs. Rodman stroked Yukimi Iike's shoulder, which was natural and her hand was gentle. It's been a long time since anyone has touched her so much, and it's been a long time since anyone has looked at her with such affectionate eyes.
"You haven't seen Yukimi when she was a child, she really looked like a shy kitten. However, now that you are growing up, beware of Xue Mei, there will be a lot of playboys pestering you as an angel. β
Ichi Yukimi blushed at the compliment, and whispered, "Thank you, Madame, for the compliment, please come into the house and have tea." β
Mrs. Rodman is so pretty, she really wants to be her daughter; Yukimi Iike thought so.
"Mrs. Rodman, are you really a doctor?" In the Japanese-style villa of the main building of the ranch, Ichi Yukimi finished ordering tea; Asked curiously.
"My husband is also Chinese, Miss can call me Mrs. Lan." Mrs. Rodman looked at Yukimi Ichi with affection; "Miss Xuemei is not injured, I am very relieved."
Jingchi Xuemei called Mrs. Lan obediently, she knew that her godmother, Mrs. Wilson, was of course very cheerful, kind, and loving; But he was very picky about his people and friends, and the poor or the nouveau riche who were not rich enough were not entitled to the friendship of Mrs. Wilson; It doesn't matter if she has amazing medical skills or not.
During the years that Yukimi Iike lived in England, Mrs. Wilson's salon was often filled with dazzling artists, film and sports stars, or accomplished scientists, but they were only passers-by and never received more than three invitations, unless they were of noble blood.
And when it comes to choosing friends to travel with, Mrs. Wilson's demands will only be more demanding.
Madame Blue from France! Ichi Yukimi suddenly thought of a mysterious family from Chinese mainland, the Blue Stone Group. Their situation has always been a mystery, and no one has ever known for sure how many people there are in the family and how much money they have.
"Does Mrs. Lan know Mr. Lan Yu?" Ichi Yukimi asked cautiously, Lan Yu had also been in a relationship with his father, and Ichi Yukimi had read the address book left by her father.
"Lan Yu is my husband, he is not in good health and has not been going out much." Madame Blue replied with a smile, without the slightest hint of pretension or pride.
Ichi Xuemei suddenly respected, in the information she recently received, Mr. Lan Yu is a very important person. As for Sir Rodman's origins, she could guess how much it was a reward or some kind of quid pro quo for serving a royal family. The lady seemed to prefer to be called Madame Blue, and Madame Wilson preferred a handsome companion with a noble title.
Mrs. Wilson covered half of her face with a fan and said with a smile: "Is Sir Rodman's illness more difficult than asthma?" β
"It's hard to entangle. Our family medicine is only good at treating asthma and lung diseases, where is there a universal doctor? Madame Lan smiled, but did not explain what kind of illness her husband was suffering from.
"Lady Lan is good at treating lung diseases?" Yukimi Ichi raised her voice in surprise; "Well, I have a friend who is injured and has been coughing and coughing up blood."
"Dear Xuemei, Madame Lan will not treat ordinary people, she rarely travels. Irrelevant people ....... Mrs. Wilson refused on behalf of Mrs. Blue.
"Not an irrelevant person, ah, sorry Mrs. Wilson, I mean, it was he who used his body to block the bullets that were fired at me. He's also a miracle doctor. Yukimi Ichi hurriedly interrupted her godmother's words, for fear that what Mrs. Wilson said would affect Mrs. Lan.
"Since it's Miss Xuemei's life-saving benefactor, I really want to go and see it." A trace of worry flashed on Madame Lan's face, and Ichi Yukimi saw it, but she didn't think much about it; "However, I have one condition for treatment."
"On what terms?" Yukimi Ichi grabbed Mrs. Lan's hand and asked nervously.
"It's a man who saved Miss's life, right? Except for my husband, I have never seen a man. Miss Yukimi, if this patient can fall asleep....... β
Yukimi Ichi was a little embarrassed, and Mrs. Wilson nodded and smiled on the side: "Yes, what is Mrs. Rodman's identity?" How can you treat people casually? β
Last night, when Yukimi Iike went to visit Mr. Li, she felt that although he had recovered a little, he coughed up more blood; Dr. Bai said that the effect of the medicine sent by the institute was limited, and Director Li was afraid that this time he would leave the root of the disease, and half of his lungs would be affected.
However, Mr. Li was stubborn and refused to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination and treatment, and refused to accept a visit from doctors other than Bai Jiashu and Zheng Shurong.
"I can only find a way in my diet." In an instant, Yukimi Iike thought of the best solution; For Mr. Li, Ichi Yukimi felt guilty and grateful, and there was also a little indescribable curiosity.
In the past, she had only shown a slight interest in Matsui Heishi, Matsui's grandson, when she persuaded Matsui; This Mr. Li seems to be using his wisdom, bravery, and weakness to break through a certain embankment in Yukimi Inoike's heart.
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