Medical mountains and rivers

Looking back on this life, Zheng Liu couldn't help laughing at how ridiculous and pathetic she was.

She didn't understand why the once well-behaved and filial son became like this?All of this seemed to change after he started to have money... People always look for someone to vent out in despair. Zheng Liushi couldn't hate his son, so he hated the money and power that his son had plundered.

As long as these things are gone, my son will be able to return to the past...

Scenes of memories appeared in front of them, and everyone was speechless for a long time, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

After a long while, Zheng Shan covered her face and burst into tears, looking at Zheng Guofeng with hatred: "No wonder you always push back every time I want to see my mother. It turns out that you are afraid that my mother will ruin your reputation outside!"

Facing the complex, resentful or puzzled gazes around him, Zheng Guofeng calmed down instead.This is his territory, the left and right sides have already torn off their faces, so what is he afraid of?

"Ashan, you don't have to hate me like this." Zheng Guofeng lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. "Mom thinks money hurts me, so you won't be as stupid as her, right? You don't even think about it, if I go bankrupt, thousands of employees of Zheng's real estate will have to end up on the streets!"

"I am not only responsible for this small family, but also thousands of families! What can I do? Even if I am so tired that I vomit blood, I must continue to do business, otherwise so many families will be completely destroyed, and there is no hope." Zheng Guofeng In the end, with a tired face, the misunderstanding of his relatives seemed to have dealt a great blow to him.

His tearful performance did not move Zheng Shan, and even Mrs. Zheng didn't respond, but the younger Zheng's siblings were coaxed into a daze.

Zheng Shan said in a cold voice: "Brother is really good at it. Mom doesn't hate you, so how dare I complain?" She faced Song Chengqing, suppressing the emotions in her heart, and asked respectfully: "Director Song, if you put the curse Untie it, will my mother's soul be able to pass away?"

The Sri Lankan is dead, and she doesn't have the ability to fight against Zheng Guofeng even if she wants to. The only thing she can do is to let her dead mother rest in peace.

Song Chengqing said: "There is no regret medicine in this world. Even if the curse is lifted, Lingtang's soul cannot be restored to integrity."

Zheng Shan's tears fell immediately. She couldn't accept this fact, and choked up and said, "No matter what, please let Director Song undo the curse first." The curse lasts for a day, and Zheng Guofeng suffers for a day. The remnants of the souls have to bear the same pain.As a child, she really couldn't be indifferent.

Zheng Guofeng also quickly tapped the snake on the stick: "Please, Director Song, help me and help my mother and son out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Since Zheng Liushi did such a thing, she would naturally have to pay the price, no matter how pitiful she was, it was her own choice. Song Chengqing didn't think there was any reason to help in this matter.Although he had contempt for Zheng Guofeng, he couldn't fall for Yu Fan's brand, even though he was reluctant in his heart, Song Chengqing still compromised.

Zheng Guofeng was overjoyed when he saw this, and Song Chengqing quickly stopped his words: "Shh, I don't like people talking too much when I'm doing things."

He pulled out the bone needle on his chest, felt through his clothes, and found the right place to stab it in.After all, the bone needles were not modern handicraft products, they were very rough, and Zheng Guofeng was shivering from the pain when they were stabbed into the flesh in such a dazed manner, his face suddenly turned pale.

Everyone looked at the bone needle as thick as an index finger, and couldn't help trembling with empathy.

After Song Chengqing re-entered the door, there was an extra bowl of stinky liquid in his hand—no, the emerald green color and dense shape, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was solid.

He pulled out the bone needle with his other free hand, without scrubbing it, just dipped the blood into the bowl and stirred it a few times, then handed it to Zheng Guofeng: "Drink it."

Zheng Wen held his nose, held back a few times but couldn't hold back, rushed out of the door, and then there was the sound of violent vomiting outside the door.

Zheng Zhu pulled her younger sister to stand in a ventilated place. How can you drink such a disgusting thing?

When Zheng Guofeng really picked up the bowl and drank it down, the two sisters couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Director Song, I've already drank it up." Zheng Guofeng turned the bowl upside down, but there was no drop of liquid.

Song Chengqing turned around and left.

Zheng Guofeng didn't expect him to make such a sudden move, and quickly stopped him: "Director Song, what do you mean? Why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

Song Chengqing didn't answer but instead asked: "Of course I'm going back to Fengjing after the matter is over."

Song Chengqing frowned and said coldly, "You doubt my ability?"

"Don't dare, Director Song's generation of heroes, how could I doubt you?" Zheng Guofeng smiled, "This curse has plagued me for five years, and now the dark clouds have cleared, thanks to your help. En Dade, Mr. Zheng is very grateful, and asked Director Song to stay, so that our family can repay one or two."

Mrs. Zheng also stepped forward: "That's right, Director Song, let's go after dinner. Although the food is simple, it's a little bit of our family's kindness."

Song Chengqing bluntly refused.If he stayed under the same roof as Zheng Guofeng again, he couldn't help but want to beat someone up.

"Since Director Song insists on leaving, let Mr. Zheng give you a ride. Old Li, prepare the car!"

When will the problems of these rich people talking to themselves be corrected?Song Chengqing was annoyed, put his hands into the pockets of his jacket, and walked out without looking back.

The Zheng family hurriedly chased after him, only to see his figure fluctuating, and he disappeared from sight within a few breaths.

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Deep in the southwest forest.

Yu Xia's most rigorous underground research base is hidden here, and there are strict inspection procedures for entry and exit, even if the top leader comes, he will be treated equally.

At this time, the negative eighteenth floor, known as the invisible hell, ushered in several uninvited guests.

The leader is about sixty years old, his white hair can't hide his toughness, and the people behind him are also tall and strong.Several people took out their ID cards and entered the deepest S7 area on the [-]th floor.

The researchers inside had already received the news, and they went forward and brought several people to the destination.Through the transparent special glass, you can clearly see every move in the "prison".

"How is he?"

The young man in a white coat replied without emotion: "It's still under control."

"Has there been no progress in the experiment?"

The man in white raised his eyebrows and asked, "What progress does the general hope to make?"

The eyes behind the lens were cold, as if he was unhappy with the arrival of these people, the man in white couldn't tell whether it was good or bad: "No special substance can be extracted from him, and the machine can only capture the moment when it causes damage. fluctuations."

Several people stared through the glass for a while before leaving slowly.The man in white turned his head to look at the man in the "prison". After meeting his eyes, he slowly frowned.

The specialness of this man makes the S7 researchers who stand at the top of Yu Xia's scientific research love and hate.What he loves is the other layer of the world represented by his power, and what he hates is that he cannot see the wonder of that layer through him.

After the man in white looked away, Yin Li closed his eyes again.

The little liar can lie to him, why can't he?

Qin Chuan's so-called tolerances are all lies, and Yin Zhi did not leave Yu Xia, but stepped into this secret underground base alone.

Yin Li spread out his hand, the palm was scorched black, it was the injury left by the electric shock when he released the grudge half an hour ago, and it has slowly healed at this time.

Although the researchers of S7 were unable to extract the resentment seeds, he was able to control the resentment threads and implant them into the living organisms.After several experiments, all the mice exploded to death, and even two-thirds of the mice were frightened to death before the grievances entered their bodies.

Song Chengqing lied to him, at least on the matter of resentment.

Yin Li sighed silently, the communication equipment inside the "prison" suddenly lit up, and the voice of the man in white came from inside.

"Yin Zhi, the military has already approved our plan."

How can it be so fast?Yin Li frowned and said, "It's too hasty, I don't agree."

"This is a unanimous decision made by the military and the base, and you have no reason to refuse." The man in white's tone rarely showed emotional fluctuations, and it's not difficult to hear his joy at this time.

Yin Li said in a deep voice again: "I have reasons and enough ability to refuse, none of you can force me."

The man in white was silent.

As he said, if it wasn't for his own control, those special substances called resentment silk would be impossible to capture, let alone inject it into the living body.

"Tell me why you refused."

"I don't think the base is ready to face any consequences."

After a long silence, the communicator suddenly went dark.

Yin Li clenched his hands tightly, the gap between his brows was deep, human experimentation? S7 is still too eager, and I don't know what reason they used to convince the military...

He lowered his eyelashes and put his hands on his chest, trying to feel Song Chengqing's every move at the moment from his beating heart.

Song Dagao, who was deeply missed, did not have this romantic idea. He was standing on the bamboo raft, stretching his neck and looking up at the smooth cliff opposite.

Good guy, at least more than 2000 meters.

A small boat was driving towards him. Seeing his appearance, the boatman immediately shouted loudly: "Young man, what are you doing!"

Song Chengqing quickly withdrew his feet: "I didn't do anything, just play with the water."

"Playing in the water?" The boatman blew his beard and stared, and muttered, "My eyes are not blind. How can anyone play in the water like this? Let me tell you, the water is very anxious, and you can't get up if you fall. gone."

"I will be careful, thank you uncle." Song Chengqing smiled.

Only then did the boatman stop the drums, and the bamboo raft and the boat passed each other, one south and one north, gradually opening up the distance.

"The younger generation now..." the boatman sighed, pulled the boat to a stop, and was about to jump off the river when he suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and his throat seemed to be stuck, "hehe" non-stop.

After a long while, the breath came out of his throat, the boatman came back to his senses, and quickly looked back, except for the clear water of the river, there was no shadow of the bamboo raft.

...The person just now obviously didn't have a pole, so how could the bamboo raft float against the water by itself?