The Miracle Doctor and the Wild Man from Heaven Are Privately Determined for Life

"The Miracle Doctor and the Wild Man from Heaven Are Privately Determined for Life" ([-])

Author: Chang Ce

The killer was gone for three days.

Winter is particularly difficult for a genius doctor, and it is even more difficult if he is alone. He is extremely afraid of the cold, so he hides in his room every day, sitting by the stove and reading medical books around Dahui.

The drug boys would often say that they wanted to kill someone, but the genius doctor's face darkened every time they heard it, and no one dared to say it over time.

Only three days later, the killer disappeared like a puff of smoke, as if he had never appeared at the doctor's place in this very cold winter, and even the doctor himself gradually thought that this person did not exist.

Until he had a dream.

In the dream, the surroundings were dark, like a stone house underground, with a strong smell of blood floating on the tip of the nose very clearly, occasionally crying and screaming from nowhere in the darkness.

The genius doctor was a little flustered, he walked around in the dark without direction, after turning a corner, he finally saw a little candle flame in the corner, jumping in the darkness.The miracle doctor subconsciously walked over there, and when he got closer, he realized that there was a person sitting by the candlelight.

The man bowed his head and hugged his body. He was still a small child, his clothes were torn and bloody, when he heard his approaching footsteps, the child suddenly raised his head, and the genius doctor was caught by the wolf-like ferocity in his eyes. He stopped in fright.

The child was stunned for a moment when he saw his appearance, but he became fierce again in an instant, and said in a cold voice: "Five steps away from me."

The genius doctor was disdainful, and took another step forward.

Seeing that the genius doctor dared to move forward, the child jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, holding a curled dagger in his hand, and roared like a beast: "Get out!"

As soon as he stood up, the genius doctor found that he was acting violently. The child's body was covered with various large and small wounds, and the crotch was even worse. A two-palm long wound that was almost naked was entangled in miscellaneous cloths. At this moment, the child moved a lot, and started to gurgle and bleed out again.

"You are injured." The genius doctor took a look and stated the facts calmly.

The child became more vigilant, and turned the injured hip to the dark side: "Even so, I can kill you, don't come close to me, you can live another night."

The genius doctor laughed when he heard the words: "I will definitely live longer than you. If the wound on your crotch is not treated as soon as possible, you will not live for three days."

"Don't worry about it!" the child said viciously, "Are you the last one?"

The genius doctor was taken aback when he heard the words: "What... what is the last one..."

The child said: "As long as I kill you, I can get out from here. Are you the last one?"

The genius doctor suddenly thought of something, looked at the child, and asked hastily, "What's your name?"

The child's eyes were freezing cold, and he looked at the genius doctor as if he were looking at a dead person. He said, "I don't have a name, but as long as I kill you, I will be the bloody Xuanzhou." He stabbed at the divine doctor.

The dagger was blunt, but the child's eyes were cold.

That was the look of a killer.

"!" The miraculous doctor sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, only then did he realize that he was sitting by the fire with a medical book and fell asleep.

It was just a dream.

But just now the darkness and heavy blood around him seemed real, and there was the child who said he was Xuanzhou...the hideous wound on the crotch and the bloody face, and the pretendingly fierce eyes.

The genius doctor felt a pain in his heart for no reason, as if he was really stabbed by the blunt instrument in the child's hand.He pressed his heart and subconsciously looked at the window.

There is a small earth-colored flowerpot on the window, and the person who often wiped it is gone, and the flowerpot is dusty, as if it has been ash from a winter.

After the killer planted the herbal seedlings in the medicine garden, he took a flower pot and planted another flower seedling. At this moment, in the twilight morning light, a little green poked out from the mouth of the pot.

The killer seems to have said that the flowers of evening mist are planted inside.

Xiwu, I miss you warmly, and love you deeply.

……

spring is coming.

"Xuanzhou." Seeing the landlord calling out, a man slowly walked out in the darkness. The man was the killer. He half-kneeled in front of the steps: "Xuanzhou is here."

Xue Jian said: "The target this time is a doctor."

The killer nodded in understanding.

Xue Jian said: "The name is Shang Qiusheng."

The killer was startled, and didn't respond for a long time. Seeing that he didn't answer, the landlord asked, "What's the matter?"

The killer said: "Lord, I can't kill this person, not only I can't kill him, but if your Zuzhou and the others go, I will become your enemy."

The atmosphere became stagnant and heavy, and after a while, the blood-seeing host let out a soft snort.

"The task this time is not to kill people."

"Mr. Shang spent a lot of money and hired you to help him... release paper kites."

Immediately, the killer's heart was turbulent, and he was dizzy when he was photographed. He didn't know the age, but his heart was like honey, so sweet that his internal organs were so sweet.

The words of the divine doctor are still in my ears:

"However, you can fly paper kites in spring, fight crickets in summer, and play autumn valleys in autumn..."

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow from the outer hall, carrying the fragrance of fresh green grass and trees.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, it is spring.

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完结

In the next book, the domineering (?) CEO and the popular little fresh meat call each other Dad (?)