Indeed, when the bald middle-aged man was in the mouth of this mud, he was filled with fragrance, as if he had drunk the mellow wine made from flowers. He was drunk and there were even hot streams flowing in his body, as if nourishing the internal organs.

The liver, which originally had a faint pain from time to time, became even hotter and the pain gradually disappeared.

The bald middle-aged man didn't care about it. After eating a bite of mud, he took the initiative to pick Huang Xiaolong's rubber shoes, and swallowed them voraciously, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him to eat!

The companion of the bald middle-aged man and Song Yuru were all stupid there...

‘Today is a cheap one…’ Huang Xiaolong shook his head slightly.

You know, the mud on his shoes is not ordinary mud!

Behind the village where Huang Xiaolong lives is a continuous mountain. One of the hidden peaks that is not accessible to people is full of rare plants and flowers competing for beauty.

The flowers bloom all over the years and seem to not be wet for many years. Most of these flowers have rare medical value.

For thousands of years, flowers and petals have fallen into the soil and formed flower mud, which is itself an unparalleled elixir.

In other words, when Huang Xiaolong walked around the mountain, his shoes were covered with flower mud comparable to spiritual medicine.

This kind of flower mud is very irritating. Not to mention the dead body bones, it can at least repair the necrotic liver cells and liver lobular structures of bald middle-aged men, correct the deformed liver, and soften and eliminate liver lumps.

Soon, the mud attached to Huang Xiaolong's pair of rubber shoes was eaten completely by a bald middle-aged man.

He still hasn't finished his feelings.

Puff~~~~~~~

The bald middle-aged man farted, then his face turned red and said embarrassedly. "Miscellaneous Doctor...I, I will lose my companion first..."

After saying that, he ran towards the toilet in the car.

Ten minutes later, the bald middle-aged man walked out with a comfortable look on his face.

At first glance, his bulging abdomen was still flat, and his face was also radiant.

Just now, the bald middle-aged man had already discharged his ascites through his bowel movements. He was sick and he was cured.

"That's good? Eating mud to get rid of cirrhosis?" Song Yuru felt that what happened today simply subverted her worldview!

"Miscellaneous Doctor! Benefactor!" The bald middle-aged man ran over happily, "I don't thank you for your kindness! You, you..."

"Your liver function has been nourished and repaired. You should pay attention to your own care in the future and don't quit drinking. Just pay attention to the amount. Do not drink more than two taels of alcohol every day." Huang Xiaolong ordered.

The bald middle-aged man lights his head like a chicken pecks at rice.

"Benefactor, I'm so excited..." The bald middle-aged man took out a check book from his bag, "Benefactor, just make a price. Do you want a cash check or a bank transfer? Alipay transfer is OK... This medical fee must not be missing."

Huang Xiaolong shook his head. "I said that today I met my eldest wife and was in a good mood, so I treated you for free. So, my philosophy of being a human being is just a matter of just one word. Don't mention the matter of medical treatment."

When he heard this, the two middle-aged men immediately felt awe.

Damn, master!

What does it mean to be humble? What does it mean to treat money like dirt? That’s it!

Song Yuru's heart was moved, "No, right? He really doesn't want half a cent? These two middle-aged people seem to be the ones who are not short of money. Huang Xiaolong saved their lives. As long as he opens his mouth, how much medical money will be earned! Now he doesn't take any money. Could it be... Is my position in his mind really that important? Also, he really has some skills, so is the fate of a mandarin duck and butterfly he said is true?'

As his thoughts turned, Song Yuru couldn't help but look at Huang Xiaolong, and saw that his eyes were as clear as a spiritual spring, and his temperament was a little transcendent. Involuntarily, Song Yuru's heart beat faster, like a deer hitting a cop. A touch of bright red was dyed on his flawless pretty face, which was extremely bright and charming.

The two middle-aged men were grateful, but they didn't dare to mention the medical fee anymore. They also sat over and sat opposite Huang Xiaolong's seat.

There was no choice, Song Yuru moved to Huang Xiaolong and sat down, and lent her position to the two middle-aged men.

The beauty was beside him, and Huang Xiaolong felt the warm and soft jade, and the faint fragrance of a girl was lingering in his nose, making him feel comfortable and enjoyable.

Two middle-aged men respectfully handed their personal business card to Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru with both hands.

Huang Xiaolong took it and took a look.

The bald middle-aged man is called "Hong Quantao". There are several star hotels in Binhai City, including two five-star hotels, which are considered to be one of the rich businessmen.

Another middle-aged man is called "Zou Shi", who is mainly engaged in the home decoration industry. There are also several home decoration companies in Binhai City that are prosperous. Although their net worth is not as good as Hong Quantao, they are still worth tens of millions of dollars.

Hong Quantao also gave Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru a card with gold-plated diamonds, which was his privately issued supreme card. So far, only eight cards have been issued. The card holders are all the most respected distinguished guests of Hong Quantao.

With this supreme card, you can spend free of charge in any hotel under Hong Quantao.

Huang Xiaolong put the business card and supreme card into the canvas bag beside him.

Song Yuru was unfair and refused to accept the rewards. Hong Quantao and Zou Shi begged repeatedly, and she accepted it.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong took out an old mobile phone and said to Hong Quantao and Zou Shi. "I will add your WeChat. You can introduce you to me any business such as curing diseases, exorcising evil spirits, catching ghosts, storing houses, moving graves... in the future. Don't worry, my charges are very reasonable."

Huang Xiaolong's purpose is very clear. Hong Quantao and Zou Shi are both rich people, and the circles they come into contact with are birds of feathers of feathers of a feather flock together. Maybe they can rely on them and receive many big orders.

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi were flattered and added Huang Xiaolong’s WeChat and carefully saved Huang Xiaolong’s mobile phone number.

After the matter was over, Huang Xiaolong put away his phone.

Song Yuru pouted her lips, feeling a little inexplicably sad. Huang Xiaolong didn't ask her WeChat account just now!

Of course, Song Yuru is tender-skinned and cannot take the initiative to ask Huang Xiaolong for a WeChat account.

At this moment, someone at the end of the aisle said indifferently. "Give me, borrow it, please let me."

Huang Xiaolong looked in the sound and saw a burly bald man carefully holding a two- or three-year-old girl passing through the aisle.

Behind him was a man of five short figure, with a centipede-like hideous scar on his face. As he walked, his eyes looked around with vigilance.

The little girl held by the bald man seemed to have fallen asleep, and her head was lying on the bald man's shoulder, motionless.

Soon, the two men walked through the aisle and went to the next carriage.

"Those two people look so fierce." Song Yuru complained.

"Uh~~~ they are two bad guys." Huang Xiaolong stared slightly.

"Bad person?" Song Yuru said. "How do you know that he is a bad person? He just has a bit of a fierce face. Maybe he has a good heart. It is wrong to judge people by their appearance."

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi also looked at Huang Xiaolong curiously.

"Preface comes from the heart, and the environment changes with the heart." Huang Xiaolong said slowly. "In addition, everyone has all kinds of qi. By observing these qi, you can see people's health, pathology, misfortunes, good and evil... The qi of good people and bad people is different. Moreover, the two people just now exuded murderous aura, which means that they have killed people and have killed a lot."

Speaking of this, Huang Xiaolong's eyes shrank slightly, "I smelled sleeping pills on the little girl being held by the bald man. They had taken large doses of sleeping pills to the little girl... Well, if I was not wrong, the little girl should have been kidnapped by them."

"Kidnap?" Song Yuru, Hong Quantao, and Zou Shi's faces changed drastically!

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Chapter completed!