In the room of the half-level villa, Jing Taiji looked at Han Sheng with a strange expression, it should be almost, he thought.
"Do you see any changes in me," Jing Taiji asked cautiously.
Han Sheng looked at Jing Taiji suspiciously, and said, "You haven't changed, but your expression is a little weird." ” Well, the medicinal power has not yet fully attacked, wait a little longer, Jing Taiji opened the conversation and said: "Han Sheng, you and I are both doctors, what do you think about Meng Hongbing's operation to transplant pig testicles without allogeneic rejection?"
Han Sheng paused, and said casually: "Meng Hongbing is the director's son-in-law, the living conditions are good, there is pork to eat every day, and the immune system naturally does not reject pigs." ” "What changes do you see in me now," Jing Taiji said tentatively again.
Han Sheng shook his head and said no.
Jing Taiji continued: "I feel that you played a key role in using the liquid in that bottle, it became an intermediary between the organs of two different species, inhibiting the rejection reaction, do you say?"
"Yes."
Hansheng felt uncomfortable, so he admitted.
"What kind of liquid is that?"
Jing Taiji asked, noticing the changes in Han Sheng's spirit.
Han Sheng didn't answer, saying in his heart, he didn't like this person.
"Have I changed now," Jing Taiji then asked again.
Han Sheng was annoyed when he saw that he was inexplicably always asking the same sentence repeatedly, so he said angrily: "Yes, there are changes." ” Jing Taiji was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly suppressed his excited expression and said, "What is that mysterious liquid?"
"Slug."
Hansheng yawned and told him to forget it and stop pestering.
"Are you talking about slugs, a mollusk similar to a snail" Jing Taiji's heart trembled with nervousness, Han Sheng finally spat out the truth, and Zhu Yousan's medicinal power began to attack.
"Of course, its bodily fluids are neutral substances, and there are many similar animals and plants in nature."
Hansheng yawned again.
Jing Taiji felt that the time had come, and he should go straight to the point, so he asked again: "Do you think I'm tall now?"
Han Sheng replied casually: "You are simply too tall.
"But in my heart, I sneered, hum, a villain.
Jing Taiji was in ecstasy, and his voice trembled with excitement: "You, you found the Green Capsule Sutra in the thousand-year-old tomb" He had to hurry up, his trembling hand reached into his pocket, groped out a small notebook, unscrewed the pen cap, and prepared to start recording.
When Han Sheng heard this, he immediately became alert, and his heart was suddenly full of doubts, how could Jing Taiji know that he was the only one who had told his father about the Qing Capsule Sutra, could it be that his father said it, this is absolutely impossible "Who did you listen to," Han asked rhetorically.
Jing Taiji laughed and said, "Of course your father, Dr.
Zhu, told me." ” It's bad, my father had an accident, Han Sheng was a clever man, and he didn't feel sleepy, and he immediately realized it in his mind.
But Daddy is an extremely cautious man, and it is impossible to say, except in the case of losing his consciousness.
Thinking of Jing Taiji's series of repetitive questions just now, it is not true Han Sheng seemed to understand a little.
In the room, the ancestor put the child on the bed, covered the quilt, and then covered the door and came to the living room, only to see Liu Jinmo sitting on the sofa watching TV alone, he was waiting for Jing Taiji to come out of Hansheng, in short, this dean surnamed Jing looks sneaky, it is better to pay more attention.
"Lao Liu, let's still drink, there are a lot of foreign wines in this Wu Daoming wine cabinet."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out two bottles of ACAN Macallan whisky from the cabinet.
These are two 25-year-old bottles of Scottish single malt whisky with a brandy-like fruity aroma and a high alcohol content of 57 proof, the highest of any distilled spirit in the UK.
"Well, the bottle is very beautiful, how can it be drunk like fruit wine" Old Ancestor dried more than half a bottle in one go.
"It's a lot of energy after drinking, don't drink too hard."
Liu Jinmo comforted, and he took a small sip.
The ancestor smiled no longer cares, and "Gudu" was another big mouthful.
In the room, Shen Cai arched out from under the quilt and called softly: "Mom."
Then he quietly jumped out of bed, and the wrinkled-skinned baby girl was napping on his back in a daze.
The ghost baby jumped in front of the door, looked out, and then slipped out the door and crawled along the corridor towards the room where Zhu Biao lived.
As the ancestor drank, his eyes turned to the top floor of the wine cabinet, where there were some flat crystal bottles of wine, amber in color, very attractive.
He drank the whiskey in his hand in one gulp, got up and pulled out a big-bellied crystal bottle, twisted the lid, and took another big sip, which was a bottle of Louis XIII French brandy, worth tens of thousands of yuan.
"Alas, what foreign wine is, it just doesn't taste as good as white wine."
The ancestor drank and muttered as he spoke.
Shen Cai pushed open the hidden door and climbed in, "Mom."
His dark pupils kept shrinking, searching helplessly, and even jumped onto the wide windowsill and looked out.
Eventually, he pushed open the window, jumped into the garden with the wrinkled baby girl on his back.
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The ancestor in the living room was still chattering and drinking brandy, and complained to Liu Jinmo: "Alas, I can't compare to the old monster with white hair, Xiaoying actually went to live with him, I can't figure it out."
He nagged, not realizing that the babies were gone.
"Because Xiangxi Lao Suo is a man, this is how this world is arranged, what can you do" Liu Jinmo took a sip of wine and patiently comforted.
Louis XIII in the hands of the ancestor had also been drunk, yawning again and again, his eyelids could not be raised, and the strength of the foreign wine came up.
Liu Jinmo looked at the appearance of the ancestor, smiled bitterly, and sipped slowly.
"Dean Jing, you have done something in my tea."
Han Sheng looked directly at Jing Taiji and said calmly.
Jing Taiji was taken aback, there was not the slightest hint of chaos in Han Sheng's clear eyes, and he could see that Zhu Yousan did not work at all.
"You" Jing Taiji's mind spun rapidly, he couldn't guess what was wrong with his medicine.
"You drugged my father the same thing, and you hurt him, didn't you?"
Han Sheng asked.
Jing Taiji laughed dryly: "I didn't hurt your family, they will be completely back to normal after an hour or two." ” "They, you even poisoned Lan'er's family," Han Sheng exclaimed.
Jing Taiji shrugged his shoulders and said, "No way, they all live together." ” "You despicable villain," Han Sheng yelled angrily.
"Shh Jing Taiji quickly made a move, his body flashed, his arm bent, and he pointed at the dumb door point under the spinous process of the first cervical vertebra at the back of Hansheng's neck.
The dumb door acupoint is one of the most important Yu acupoints on the human body's Du Pulse, the meeting point of the Du Pulse and the Yang Wei Pulse.
Dumb, silent, door, gateway in and out.
It means that the heat dissipation and absorption of the Yang Qi of the Du Mai are too much, so that people cannot speak, so it is called the dumb door acupoint.
After the acupoint is hit, it will impact the medulla oblongata center, and the light case will be dumb, and the heavy case can fall to the ground unconscious instantly.
Han Sheng didn't know martial arts at all, so he couldn't dodge the sudden attack of a master like Jing Taiji, and he was dizzy and speechless.
Jing Taiji smiled apologetically and said, "Hansheng, I'm really sorry, you can be a little wronged first, it's not convenient to talk here, let's find a place to have a good chat." ” With that, Jing Taiji took out a heavy five-yuan coin from his pocket, put it in the palm of his hand, and opened the door.
In the living room, Liu Jinmo supported the drunken ancestor with both hands, and walked step by step to the ancestor's room, just when Jing Taiji stepped out of the door.
Liu Jinmo quickly glanced at the room from the corner of his eyes, and saw Han Sheng sitting next to the table, so he relaxed his heart.
"Mr.
Liu, this is for you by Han Sheng," Jing Taiji reached out to Liu Jinmo's chest, and turned back to the house and shouted, "Han Sheng, the coin has been handed over to Mr.
Liu." ” Liu Jinmo nodded, and was about to free up a hand to take the coin, he didn't know why Han Sheng gave him a coin, and he had some doubts in his heart, why didn't Han Sheng hand it over to him himself, but let Jing Taiji sit there on his behalf, it seemed that there was something wrong with him When he suddenly realized it, it was too late Jing Taiji flicked his fingers, and the coin itself was less than two feet away from Liu Jinmo, and in an instant, it had hit the key point in Liu Jinmo's chest, and Liu Jinmo's body was weak, and he fell to the ground.
Jing Taiji then turned his fingers into palms and slashed towards the ancestor's acupoint.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ancestor was dragged down by Liu Jinmo's soft body, his chest was crooked, and Jing Taiji's palm actually crossed the middle point and inserted it diagonally into the placket of the ancestor's clothes Jing Taiji felt that the palm of his hand was very soft to the touch, and it was warm and smooth, and his heart was unexpectedly shaken, and suddenly his arm was weak, and his five fingers involuntarily clenched: