Qi Chen's room

"He was so perverted ten years ago?"

Qi Chen's face was sluggish. Half a month to start from the bottom and reach the point of classification editor-in-chief. This is a position that many people may not reach in their lifetime. It only took him half a month.

Qi Chen put away the contempt in his heart and raised his assessment of Zhihu by three points again.

"yes. I was working under him at the time. He has given me a lot of knowledge. Now I can achieve the position of editor-in-chief of the starting point. ”

Yang Chen sighed.

"And then?"

Qi Chen asked.

Later, it was the beginning of his tragedy. Maybe God is jealous of his talent, and God is jealous of his intelligence. On the night of the full moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. His wife, who was nine months pregnant, suddenly and inexplicably miscarried. ”

Yang Chen's tone was low.

"Miscarriage?"

Qi Chen thought of the Rose he saw tonight.

"It's not just about miscarriage. I later heard from a friend of Zongheng. His wife had uterine cancer. Not to mention the miscarriage of the fetus, even his wife's uterus was removed. Ah, what a wickedness. ”

Yang Chen's face was ugly, and he thought of the fact that Zhihu cried and borrowed money from him on the phone that night.

"How so? But what does this have to do with the fact that he has been staying in Zongheng. ”

Qi Chen was puzzled.

"Wenshen, you don't know, how much did a uterine removal surgery cost in that era. At that time, the domestic medical technology was still very backward, and this kind of surgery could only be done by a surgeon who came back from studying abroad. In the whole of China, such people were rare at the beginning. ”

"Money? How much does that cost. ”

"500,000, 500,000. When Zhihu was already desperate, Ai Hui, the boss of Zongheng, appeared beside him with a check of 500,000 yuan. ”

Yang Chen sighed. At that time, the starting point knew that Zongheng was buying people's hearts. But the starting point has just been established, and it can't come up with that much money at all. I could only watch Zhihu being dug into the cross.

"I see. Thank you, editor-in-chief, greatly. It's not early, so go and rest early. ”

Qi Chen understood.

Hanging up the phone with Yang Chen, Qi Chen sat on the stool decadently.

He didn't expect Zongheng to have such a great kindness to Zhihu.

If this is the case, then there is no possibility for him to subdue Zhihu at all.

"What to do, what to do. Do you have to give up like this? ”

Qi Chen grabbed his hair with both hands, constantly thinking about breaking the game.

Conquering Zhihu is a key part of his future road to the online literature industry.

If he joins, his plan can be accelerated several times. At the same time, he can also free up time to impact the rating ratings of artists with other identities.

Ever since his world became an online game, he has always had an ambition in his mind.

He wanted to stand on top of the world and see what kind of scenery it was.

It is because he has such ambitions.

In the past six months, he has been busy in various industries non-stop.

The live broadcast industry, the research association, the online literature industry, the fairy tale, the singer industry, and even the film and television industry and the business world that he plans to involve in the future.

But Zhihu suddenly had a problem in this link and gave him a fierce blow.

This time, he realizes that even if he has an online game system, he is not an omnipotent god.

Qi Chen's face was hideous, and his right hand unconsciously pinched the [Heart Chain] on his chest.

Suddenly, Xiao Xu Mei, who was sleeping in the heart chain, woke up. She poked her little blue head out of the heart chain and saw Qi Chen's hideous face. Her face was full of confusion, not understanding why he was suddenly in such pain.

Xu Mei's head tilted, a hint of infatuation flashed on her face, and she muttered out of the heart chain and jumped onto Qi Chen's shoulder.

Tilting his head, he lay comfortably on Qi Chen's shoulder.

I closed my eyes and continued to sleep.

……

At this time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Qi Chen's mind.

He thought of the meeting with Sima Zhihu's wife at night.

"No, no, no. Judging by the traces of her face, she did not have any cancer at all. I haven't even been seriously ill. The blood bar on top of her head was dull for something else entirely. ”

Qi Chen's body trembled violently.

"What the hell, what the hell."

Qi Chen used the limited knowledge of Chinese medicine attached to "acupuncture" to think, but he couldn't think of anything.

"No, the knowledge of Chinese medicine is not enough, not enough.

The skill system is not open at this time, let alone when. ”

Qi Chen snorted softly, and the long-lost skill interface appeared on his retina.

【Elementary TCM Skills】

Skill introduction: In the 5,000-year history of China, all heaven-level divine doctors have memorized medical theories.

Exchange price: 4 skill points.

Qi Chen studied directly, and suddenly a large amount of Chinese medicine knowledge poured into his mind. Among them, there are Bian Que, various divine doctors in history, and the understanding and knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine such as the imperial doctor of Ouchi, all of which poured into Qi Chen's mind.

"Yin Tang is black, the blood is sparse, and the blood is dull. This is the disease of evil. ”

Qi Chen's mind spun rapidly, and he soon searched for a related case in one of Bian Que's memories.

This case is a case of an evil patient treated by Bian Que. At the same time, there is also a prescription for evil in memory.

"The bell must also be tied to the bell, the disease of evil, we must find the place of evil, in order to prescribe the right medicine, medicine to get rid of the disease."

Qi Chen's spirit was shocked.

He believes that as long as he heals Zhihu's wife, and the former boss of Zongheng, Ai Hui, is dead. When the time comes, with his character, he will definitely quit Zongheng to help him.

"It turns out that Zhihu's affairs have taken a turn for the better, so the next step is about to be carried out."

Qi Chen looked at a document on the computer's desktop.

The name of the document is [The Legend of Wukong].

……

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, it was another Monday.

Today is the day of the release of [Martial Arts Romance].

Chapters 5 to 10 of [Heaven and Dragon Slayer] will be published in this issue of [Martial Arts Love].

After three or four days of fermentation in the online literature industry, many readers who have read the first five chapters of the electronic version of Zhihu by chance, as well as loyal fans of the martial arts industry who have been silently sticking to the martial arts dream.

Early in the morning, they rushed to the doors of various newsstands to wait.

On this day, a spectacle takes place across the country.

There was a long queue outside many of the newsstands that had not yet opened.

These teams included children as young as eleven or twelve, and middle-aged people as young as forty.

In Shendong City, not far from Gan Lin's house, the newsstand where Gan Lin often went to buy morning newspapers.

At this time, there is also a long queue.

Gan Lin is in the middle.

At this time, it was more than 6:50 in the morning. The newsstand opens at 7 a.m. every morning.

Minutes and seconds passed.

When Gan Lin looked at the time for the thirteenth time, the newsstand finally opened the door.

"Wow, what are you doing?"

The newsstand owner looked confused, completely confused about the situation.

"Boss, bring me a copy of [Martial Arts Love]."

The man at the front of the queue took out the money he had already prepared and handed it to the boss. He looked anxious.

"Boss, I also want a copy of [Martial Arts Love]."

"Boss, I want it too."

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