Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But Zhao Ke could feel how huge the natural aura hidden on this branch was.

"No wonder!"

After Zhao Ke felt it carefully, he nodded suddenly. No wonder he didn't feel too strong natural fluctuations in the old tree demon's body.

It turned out that this old guy had already transferred all his body power to this branch.

Zhao Ke put away the branches, saw that there were still pedestrians on the left and right, and simply dragged the two of them into a small bush beside him.

"Crack!"

Not far away, the old lady silently took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the back of the three walking into the bushes.

Immediately uploaded to his circle of friends.

"Two old men and a young man walked into a grove late at night, is it the degeneration of human nature or the degeneration of morality, no!Just because the night can't illuminate my beauty! "

After Zhao Ke threw the sambar and the old tree into the Great Xia Cauldron, he didn't go in himself.

Anyway, people have already gone in, so it is naturally impossible for him to spit it out again.

Leave the rest to the sambar to quarrel with the old tree.

I have other things to do next.

I found a place where no one was around. It was the corner of the artificial lake in the park, and it was already dark. Most people would not go this way.

Zhao Ke sat by the artificial lake, smoked a bag of cigarettes, and finally pulled down his pants silently, and opened his thighs.

"Ahem! That... that... I pay the food now, is there still time?"

Chapter 665

However, Zhao Ke shouted for a long time, but Ji Wusui didn't pay attention to him. The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, thinking that Ji Wusui was still angry, and continued to shout: "Wife? Dear? Your Lady Queen??"

After changing a few titles and seeing no response, Zhao Ke thought, "Is it true that you are really angry?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Ke took a deep breath, he couldn't be soft, he had to be tough.

"Cough cough!"

Clearing his throat, Zhao Ke lowered his head and shouted: "If you don't come out, I'll go whoring. As for the big sword, it's still the kind of big sword that you know well.

The one without a condom! "

"If you don't come out, it's a default, I can go!"

As Zhao Ke said, he pulled up his pants and strode out, but he was about to walk out of the bushes, and Ji Wusui didn't respond.

Could it be that after the last beating, this bitch is still angry?

It seems that it is obviously impossible to call out Ji Wusui today.

After walking out of the grove, Zhao Ke checked the time and returned to the hospital again.

In any case, this matter started because of him, and the old man needs to have an explanation to some extent, and it is not a solution to keep procrastinating.

The old man who had been transferred out of the IUC was placed in a single ward for observation.

The hospital beds are already tight. The old man can get such treatment because his senior brother has a relatively wide relationship.

Although Zhao Ke finds it difficult to accept his senior brother stepping out of the kitchen and becoming a businessman, he has to say that in reality, a successful person like his senior brother is very popular.

The two have different ideas. Although I don't like it, apart from the disappointment at the beginning, I have gradually accepted this reality during this period of time.

After glancing at Luo Qing guarding the bedside in the room, Zhao Ke opened the door and walked in quietly.

Before Luo Qing could react, Zhao Ke lightly tapped the back of Luo Qing's head with his finger, immediately knocking Luo Qing unconscious.

It's not that he doesn't trust his junior, but that there are some things that Zhao Ke thinks it's better to let him know as little as possible.

Looking at the old man lying on the bed.

It's only been two days, and the old man's demeanor has suddenly aged a lot.

The muscles that had been seen in the past now felt like the surface of the sea that had drained the water, becoming extremely soft.

Zhao Ke lightly placed his fingers on the old man's pulse, and after taking the old man's pulse carefully with his powerful five senses, he felt a puff of air in the old man's chest, which was pressing on the old man's heart vessels.

Familiar with medical books, Zhao Ke can be regarded as a half-hearted barefoot doctor, and he knows that this aura is born of the old man's depression.

Zhao Ke took out the ginseng essence, took out a drop and fed it to the old man.

Holding the old man's hand with his palm, Zhao Ke carefully injected a stream of Buddhist energy into the old man's chest, and helped the old man guide the air flow out.

"call……"

As the Buddha's breath surged up, the expression on the old man's face softened immediately after he let out a deep breath of mist.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke felt a lot more relaxed.

Glancing at the heart rate detector at the side, the heart rate beating on it has gradually returned to normal.

"Old man, I know you should be able to hear me now, but I've seen her before."

When Zhao Ke finished speaking, he saw the old man's fingers clenched, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Don't worry, you want to see her, she can't see you right now, but give me some time, I have a way for you to meet, before that, you need to recuperate your body, and then I just ask you one thing, Believe me!"

Listening to Zhao Ke's words, the old man still held Zhao Ke tightly, but when he heard Zhao Ke's last three words, the tension between the old man's eyebrows gradually eased a lot.

Although Zhao Ke is not his child, in the eyes of the old man, each of Zhao Ke, Song Heng, and Luo Qing is his painstaking effort.

Although Zhao Ke was extreme, when Zhao Ke made a guarantee for himself, the old man instinctively chose to believe him.

This kind of trust will never change, because they are not only mentors and apprentices, but also relatives to each other.

"Trust me, I'll bring her to see you!"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, although the old man still had some urgency in his eyebrows, he gradually let go of Zhao Ke.

The lips moved slightly.

He seemed to want to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Fortunately, Zhao Ke's five senses are amazing, and he can clearly feel the nervousness of the old man, as well as his imperceptible voice.

"Is she all right?"