I draw a card first

Chapter 168 Billionaire
"Drink!"

Wu, who was dressed delicately and wearing a pure white sportswear, punched hard. The small fist with fingerless gloves made a sound of wind and directly broke a wooden stake as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

"Well, the body seems to have almost recovered."

Aiwen, who was acting as a coach, nodded very satisfied when he saw the vigorous figure of his "fiancée", especially the ominous sign of constant shaking during exercise.

"Wu, the doctor just allowed you to leave the hospital, don't exercise for too long, take a break and drink some water."

Say hello, and pass the tonic potion that I carefully prepared according to the memory of the broken water flow to the woman named Wugui Zhuwu, who supervises her with a happy face, and drinks the tonic that tastes quite good after adding licorice.

The reason why Ivan knows her full name is naturally because Washington used some means to search for entry and exit information through the official system.

The age is 23 years old, and by the way, her hometown has also been determined
——Nara.

If the surname Wuguizhu and the place of Nara are taken out separately, it seems that there is not much special place.

But taken together, it's amazing, because the local Goukishu clan in Nara are all priests in the shrine, the kind that have been passed down from generation to generation!
Therefore, Aiwen feels that Wu is likely to be a priestess in a shrine organization.

To confirm this, it is obvious that further personnel need to be sent to Japan to be truly sure, so it can only be guesswork for the time being.

Perhaps thanks to this kind of background, although Wu's combat power is not very strong in general, her physique is very good. Her body looks white and soft, but it is also full of toughness and strength.

The recovery ability is also very strong, such a severe brain injury, unexpectedly recovered to the level of normal activities within twelve days.

If it were changed to the earth where Ivan lived, this would definitely be called a medical miracle!
Yes, it’s the kind that can make doctors shout that the Nobel Prize is waving to them, and cry and shout that they want to dissect the patient...

But in this world, this level of recovery ability doesn't seem to be an exaggeration. At least Ivan sees that the doctors are very calm about it. Either he has seen it a lot, or at least he should have heard about it a lot. Case.

Obviously, this is the fault of this particular world.

The existence of countless non-human warriors successfully made the doctors' nerves so tough that they exploded.

Although doctors are not so easy to be surprised, the medical level in this world is obviously not much better than the contemporaries of his hometown in Aiwen's impression.

The method of treating brain damage is still conventional intravenous drip, and conservative treatment is carried out by injecting various drugs that nourish blood vessels and nourish the brain into the blood vessels.

But the effect of these so-called conservative treatments...you know.

Even though Wu had to pour nearly a liter of liquid into her body every day, the final result was only to alleviate the natural symptoms of nausea, confusion, etc. after her head injury.

The effect is basically the same as painkillers plus health supplements.

As for the memory, there is no sign of recovery at all, and Ivan will not allow this to happen.

If someone else with the spiritual vision ability looked deeply into Wu's eyebrows, they would see a terrifying divine power that had turned into a special seal, completely sealing off the possibility of her memory awakening...

"Liu, I'm sleepy!"

After drinking the potion, Wu put the empty water bottle aside, then sat directly beside Ai Wen, leaning sideways on his body.

Move her head on his shoulder, and quickly found a comfortable position, and immediately she turned sideways like a cat, curled up on Ivan's body.

And someone dutifully played the role of his "human pillow", slightly adjusting his movements, trying to make the coquettish woman in his arms more comfortable.

Judging from the proficiency of the two people, this scene is obviously not the first time it has happened.

Perhaps it was due to taking too many "health supplements" that Wugui Zhuwu's problem of drowsiness inherent in brain damage was particularly serious.

Now I have to sleep for more than twelve hours a day, and I can often fall asleep leaning on Alvin just by yawning.

Perhaps the only good thing is that after these twelve days of getting along day and night (with human pillows at any time), she has become less and less wary of someone, and she really regards him as her fiancé, half asleep and half awake. , and often act coquettishly and act cute subconsciously.

To be honest, after getting along for this period of time, Aiwen, who was only holding a mischievous mind before, regretted choosing to deceive the other party a little bit.

The sweeter Wu's smile was, the stronger the guilt in his heart became.

"It seems that I am still not suitable to be a scumbag. I will never play like this again."

Gently stroking Wu's long hair, he smiled wryly in his heart...

But having said that, if he could really roam among the flowers and be a man who was ruthless when he was pulled out of thousands of flowers, how could he become a great magician in the end?
Do you think it's a good thing for Ivan to thwart the fireball?

No, those are full of bitter tears...

Of course, it is impossible to help Mai recover her memory?It's impossible for him to be crazy!
After all, a man is a creature who knows that what he is doing is wrong, but still cannot extricate himself from his appearance and figure.

Even if you can choose not to eat the meat that comes to your mouth due to moral reasons, but just throw it away... then forget it...

While enjoying the warmth of the moment, while bearing the moral condemnation in his heart, someone was wandering between heaven and hell. He held Wu, who soon began to breathe evenly, and waved behind him, surrounded by a group of maids who had been acting as backgrounds. He quickly brought a thin fleece blanket and covered Wu's body.

Waving again, he drove away a group of blond maids who looked at him with fiery eyes and jealously at Wu, and Aiwen began to sort out the current progress in his mind.

Where he is now is a huge manor on the outskirts of New York City.

There are about a hundred maids, servants and bodyguards hired, not to mention the area of ​​the entire manor, which can easily be converted into several football fields.

This is the result of twelve days of hard work by the heroic spirit Washington.

Although he only has two hours a day, with the help of some back-up tools that were left to future generations but have never been used unexpectedly, this former big capitalist successfully re-established himself as a businessman with a total assets of nearly one billion in an instant. The real rich!
Although the arrangement of organization, power, and connections has been declared annihilated after more than 200 years, for a country where capital has the final say, it is actually not difficult to regain all this as long as it has money.

If a moderate guarantee of force can be added to this, then things will be even simpler.

Through acquisitions, solicitation, collection of evidence and threats, etc., Washington has now successfully controlled some officials and congressmen. Not only has Ai Wen's identity been washed, he has even obtained a completely legal new identity for himself and Wu.

The identity of Wugui Zhuwu was actually determined through this channel.

And after completing the first step of the reservation target, our father of the country has now locked the new target on those gangster organizations, and seems to be eager to try his addiction to the godfather of the underworld.
(End of this chapter)