My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

"But the only ones who look like my brother are my fourth brother and my cousin." The three of them frowned and analyzed carefully. Soon, Su Yahui took Zhao Jinghuai's hand and slowly stood up. "I know, you two can guess slowly." Then she smiled with an ambiguous meaning.

Su Qinghui quickly grabbed Su Yahui's sleeve, and said in a coquettish tone, "Sister, can you give me some hints?"

Su Yahui smiled and covered her mouth with her hands, then turned around and hugged Su Qinghui and whispered in her ear, "I can't guess for sure, but I know Feng'er. Have you forgotten that after Tongtong went to junior high school, Feng'er was afraid that some young boy would trick Tongtong away in various ways. She was picked up and dropped off by car, and she wished she could go to school with Tongtong. In this era, the only one who can make Feng'er feel at ease is your deceased son-in-law. Maybe he faked his death at the beginning." After that, she patted Su Qinghui on the back, turned around and left with Zhao Jinghuai.

Wan Yanzhong looked at Su Qinghui in confusion, "Who is it?" He didn't believe that the dead could be resurrected, so he didn't think of Zhao Jinghua.

"Wait until tomorrow." Su Qinghui walked to the bookshelf, picked up a book, sat on the couch and started reading without distraction.

Wan Yanzhong held his forehead in silence and said, "So, this suspense was just left for me." After he finished speaking, Su Qinghui chuckled and did not answer.

Outside the courtyard, Zhao Jinghuai looked up at Su Yahui and said, "Mother, who is that person?"

"It's your brother," Zhao Jinghuai's eyes lit up after hearing that. "Really?" Su Yahui nodded and said nothing more.

At the same time, Wan Sutong, who had eaten and drunk enough, lay on the soft couch, hugged Qingtuan and sighed, "It's so boring."

Zhao Jinghua sat on the other side of the couch. He put down the military strategy book in his hand and chuckled, "How about I accompany you out of the palace?"

Wan Sutong shook her head and said lazily, "I don't want to go. It's boring."

Zhao Jinghua smiled helplessly after hearing this and said, "Why don't you practice your medical skills?"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong slowly sat up and looked at Qingtuan who was about to go to sleep. "It's indeed a good idea."

When Qingtuan heard this, he looked at Wan Sutong with fear in his eyes, then he hugged her and quickly got under the soft couch. "Master, you are not a veterinarian, why are you looking at me? Don't you have one by your side?"

Wan Sutong sat on the couch and bent over to see Qingtuan curled up in the corner. "But acupuncture requires taking off clothes. I've never seen him without clothes. If I get shy and make a mistake, it will be bad. Besides, I'm a veterinarian. Come out! I promise I won't make a mistake."

Qingtuan shook his head repeatedly and curled himself up into a ball. "I don't want to! You are already husband and wife, are you still afraid of seeing him without clothes? I will never go out, just give up on this idea!" After saying that, Qingtuan rolled on the ground, and then lay on his side in the corner. It seemed that he had no intention of going out at all.

Wan Sutong giggled and then turned to look at Zhao Jinghua who had a calm face. "Jinghua, my medical skills are not very good... If I make a mistake, I will ask my brother to treat you."

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly, "It's okay, I believe you." After he finished speaking, Zhao Jinghua raised his hand to take off his outer robe, and then untied the belt of his long gown. His fair and smooth skin was faintly visible, and Wan Sutong's face turned red. She quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes, and soon opened a gap with her fingers, and peeked carefully. When Zhao Jinghua took off his inner clothes, she saw an unexpected scene. His body, which seemed extremely thin when he put on the clothes, actually had eight abdominal muscles and a mermaid line. Wan Sutong's nosebleed seemed to be free of charge. She raised her hand to wipe the blood from her nose and giggled.

0533 was even more stunned. The whole gingerbread man turned yellow. Wan Sutong quickly covered its head and said, "No, you can't look at it! Children will get stye if they look at it!"

0533 He poked his head around and tried to break free from Wan Sutong's hand. "I am over a hundred years old, not young anymore. Host, please let me take a look, just one look, please. This system has never seen such a fair and muscular body."

When Wan Sutong heard this, he immediately raised his hand and threw 0533 out of the window. "No!"

“Ahhh!” 0533 returned to the space before landing and snorted angrily, “Stingy guy! If you don’t want to look, then don’t look. I have the picture here!”

After hearing this, Wan Sutong regretted her decision to throw 0533 out of the window. Just as she was about to ask Zhao Jinghua to put on his clothes and say he would not practice anymore, she heard 0533 complain, "What? It's mosaic! Damn it! This system is more than a hundred years old! The Lord God even wrote "Not for children" on the screen!"

Wan Sutong chuckled, then came to Zhao Jinghua and put her hands on Zhao Jinghua's waist and abdomen unscrupulously, constantly groping Zhao Jinghua's abdominal muscles. His nose was bleeding, but Wan Sutong didn't care at all, just enjoying the wonderful touch in her hands.

At this moment, a drop of blood from the nose fell on Zhao Jinghua's outer robe hanging at his waist. This scene instantly made Wan Sutong's imagination run wild, and she unconsciously said what was in her heart, "It's as beautiful as before."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and held the hand that was groping around on his body. He then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off Wan Sutong's face. "So, Madam, you watched me bathe before?"

At this moment, his voice was slightly hoarse with a hint of lust, which made Wan Sutong blush with shame. Then, when she met Zhao Jinghua's tender gaze, she was stunned for a moment and nodded very stiffly, "Yeah, yeah, I saw it. Hehe, it looks good."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled, took back the handkerchief and gently stroked Wan Sutong's cheek. "Okay, stop it."

Wan Sutong puffed up her cheeks and said "oh", then raised her hand and transformed an acupuncture bag. She opened the bag and spread it flat on the soft couch, then transformed it into an acupuncture point map, flipped through the pages and found the acupuncture points that were most likely to be mis-pierced.

She pulled out a silver needle from the acupuncture bag, used her fingers to mark the approximate location on Zhao Jinghua's upper abdomen, and muttered "Liangmen"

At this time, Qingtuan under the bed quickly said, "Master, she gave me that injection last time. I saw that I was too breasty after one injection."

Wan Sutong snorted, "Shut up! You're everywhere."

Zhao Jinghua then looked down at the position where Wan Sutong's fingers were placed and sighed, "You need to point further down, don't insert the needle too deep."

Wan Sutong said "Oh" unconsciously and blurted out "I know, Master". She moved her finger downwards and pointed at this acupuncture point. After confirming that it was this acupuncture point, she let go of her hand. Wan Sutong then realized that it was Zhao Jinghua who had spoken, not Gu Ming. She put the silver needle back into the acupuncture bag, raised her head and looked at Zhao Jinghua with shock in her eyes. "How did you know? You lied to me! You can do more than just make pills, right?"

Zhao Jinghua tilted his head and chuckled, "If I say that Madam Er Rumo Ran believes it?"

Wan Sutong shook her head repeatedly with a questioning look on her face. "I don't believe it. You can only fool 0533 with this sentence."

0533 snorted in the space at this time, "This sentence should be, it can only fool fools! I am not a fool!"

Wan Sutong exclaimed, "You know quite a lot?"