Volume 1, Chapter 35: President Su Has a Preference for Married Women

Shu Xingruo looked up: "Who are you? Why are you stopping me from treating the patient?"
The man bore a slight resemblance to Su Rongze.
The man said, "Can my grandmother's body withstand your reckless tinkering?"
Su Rongze stepped forward and scolded, "Yang Simiao, stop acting out. Dr. Shu has already nearly cured Grandmother. She can speak now, and her upper body moves freely. The only thing left is for her to walk."
"Nearly cured?" Yang Simiao's voice went out of tune with shock. He looked at Shu Xingruo in astonishment. In his mind, senior practitioners of traditional medicine were always elderly; how could she, young and beautiful, possess such medical skills?
His face was written with disbelief.
Su Rongze signaled for the caregiver to continue...
In this era, this was very novel, but the coordination between instruments required diligent practice, which was also Yin Niang's task while living in the palace.
As the fishing rod sank again, Lin Jie pulled it up to take a look and was surprised to find a lobster. Immediately after, he heard the system's notification sound.
After speaking, Liang Chen opened the car door, helped Mrs. Wang close it, waved his hand, and strolled back to Shibati with the money pouch in his pocket.
"Father, what is this? What is going on?" Lu Qingyi looked up at her father, her face full of anxiety.
Chen Yuan thought of this, took out a medicine shovel, and dug a little deeper where the blood had seeped. The blood was dripping down like a stream, but it was immediately absorbed by the roots, leaving none behind.
Pharmacist Huizi flicked her sleeves, and a faint fragrance drifted out. Qifu twitched his nose and took two steps forward.
Only then did the King of Liao, and the people of Liao, realize how terrifying Liao Xiuzhang was; he was even more outstanding than his father, but because Liao Shishan was present, he had never been able to shine as he did now.
Yang Jiu huai instantly felt the fear among the soldiers beside him. Not to mention them, even Yang Jiuhuai himself was afraid; Liao Shishan's fierce reputation was no exaggeration.
Tao Bei returned to the mansion with heavy steps, feeling as if a tendon at the back of his head was being pulled tightly, causing waves of pain. He didn't want to say another word, dismissed his attendants, and headed to the backyard, head down. Just as he was about to rest, a servant ran over.
Thus, Dr. Russell said softly, "The biggest piece of bad news is... the oversized zero-field generator equipped on our *Elseyou* has broken."
Seeing Tu Youming pressing in on her, Qu Miaomiao couldn't help but take two steps back, pleading stumblingly.

Liu Yi, wrapped in layers of rules, laughed in extreme rage. The twitching of his fierce face made him look even more ominous. The fire of fury in his chest erupted uncontrollably, and the surging Holy Essence flowing through his body whistled, releasing terrifying energy of the Holy Realm.
Ye Yang let out a sigh of relief, trying to calm his agitated heart. He sat by the bed, took off Bai Ruoli's shoes, and unfolded the quilt to cover her.
At the same time, he was extremely excited. Over the past three years, his evil pill had been constantly solidifying but was always just a little short. Now, looking at the powerful evil energy in the blood pool, his evil pill was sure to succeed this time.
Dodging left and right along the way, his experience was clearly seasoned, showing hints of an international agent. Liang Chen smiled, pulled out a cigarette to light it, took a deep breath, and then strolled leisurely toward the dense forest.
Having obtained this information, Du Mengqing's face gradually darkened. She hadn't expected that so many secrets were hidden behind the glitz and glamour.
"You mean..." Rouge reacted immediately, not expecting that the dirt had such a secret.
The dense sound of punches made the warriors trapped in the spatial fluctuations feel a tightness in their chests and a throbbing in their heads.
Jiang Xie and Su Ning were constantly suppressed; a hand blade or a heavy punch was enough to make them struggle to cope.
The unusual activity of Li Bai updating his Weibo was immediately noticed by Ye Qian, who always kept him in mind.
Just then, an unexpected change occurred. A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the air, which had previously tended to calm down.
Although the two adjutants were very unhappy, Xiao Bingxue had already indicated that she would not pursue the matter, so they dared not say anything more.
Therefore, he thought Han Zheng was the same kind of person as him, relying on various means to kill his father and Yue Tiande.
She was smarter than her brother, Xiao Yuhao, but smart people often tended to overthink. But Xiao Yuhao's thoughts were simpler, and thus more direct.
After all, as a superior existence in the True Origin Realm, he was already a symbol of almost invincibility throughout Mount Buzhou and even the vast, ownerless lands.
She politely refused, and the next moment, Lucifer threw a colorful crystal fishing rod at her.
If the captain of the Golden-Pattern Profound Armor couldn't be considered an official, then the Demon-Slaying Colonel was definitely a mid-level official of the Demon-Slaying Division.
The Red-Eyed Prophet lifted the wine jar and poured it into his mouth. He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple rolling, his silver long hair as smooth as water, and his dark red pupils like magnificent gems, reflecting the moon in the sky.
This black energy looked like smoke, but it could pass through walls, fabric, and all tangible objects. Even if others tried to block it, it was useless; it would only erode the cursed person.

Having faced a great demon of the Profound Gang Realm, Yang Tianqi could be considered to have seen the world. Now, facing Guo Zhen's provocation, he was far more confident than before.
According to Han Qi, when he first formed his Nascent Soul, his cultivation was extremely slow due to his talent, so he had the idea of traveling and visited the Eternal Desolate Marsh many times to seek opportunities.
Master, this disciple feels so wronged, but the Jade Bone Fan is not with me, so I cannot tell Master how wronged I feel right now.
"Kill him. Leave the two divine weapons on his person to me; the four of you can divide the rest. By the way, with this Green Flame Heaven-Defying Wheel, those twelve people are useless. Kill them all together!" The old man didn't even lift his head, saying coldly.
Dragging Mu Qingxue, they ran all the way to the green corridor behind the school. There were very few people here, and basically no one came during class time, mainly because it was too far from the teaching building. Now that school was over, there were even fewer people, as everyone was in a hurry to go home for dinner.
Although they had a great advantage, they were not easy to push onto the high ground due to their lineup.
Gong Haining didn't think Steward Zhu would do such a thing; there must be a hidden story. He didn't follow what Mrs. Qiu Zhang said but immediately asked his attendants to inquire.
Subsequently, the King of Suppressing Martial Arts directly divided the cultivators into more than ten groups and personally appointed more than ten mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators as team leaders.
The mother-in-law of the Gong family, Mrs. Guo, pursed her lips and said nothing. She was blind and could only identify positions by sound; she didn't even know how far Mrs. Gong was from her.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid of divine punishment, but if something happened to her master, she would have trouble even staying alive, let alone feeling fear.
Although the white crystal threads were mysterious, dozens of sword shadows still passed through the threads and struck the black bone shield.
The song was miserable, the flute shattered, and the three armies wept like blood that night. The west wind whistled, the river was cold, and it was tragic for our army to drink it in.
"Brother Crosstalk cooks very well, Qiqi won't wait for you guys!" Tang Qiqi mumbled while stuffing her mouth with food, completely disregarding her image.
Wuming was fearless, brandishing his pitch-black fists. The powerful force caused the void to distort as he constantly clashed head-on with his enemies, emitting bursts of "clanging" sounds.