Chapter 50 Heart Disease?

Back to the Seventies: The Genius Fixer Rewrites the Plot Snow Phoenix 1259 words 2026-04-10 08:51:18

Nurse Xiaolin immediately understood her intention. “Don’t even think about staying at the guesthouse. The nearest one is three kilometers away, and the road there is lined with ditches. If you’re not careful, you could easily fall in. If it weren’t for that, the management would never have refused your request.”

“I see…” Gu Zhuo was somewhat helpless.

“Sister-in-law, you’ll be staying at the hospital tonight to keep watch, right? Or… are you asking about the guesthouse because you want a place to take a shower?” Nurse Xiaolin ventured.

The judge in the Underworld noticed Liu Qingyang’s odd behavior. The once proud man was actually being polite today.

Suddenly, this question became particularly important, making it difficult for the boss to unravel his own confusion. It didn’t feel like a deliberate murder, but his expression didn’t resemble suicide either. Moreover, the silver needle in his neck was an undeniable clue.

These five formidable figures were all Nascent Soul masters. Working together, their combined strength surpassed that of the two Nascent Soul cultivators Meng Rui had previously eliminated. They could even take on a mid-stage Spirit Severing cultivator in battle.

Zhao Bingzhao rolled his eyes and thought, If you weren’t my brother and already getting on in years, I’d show you what it means when youth outshines age—one must accept getting old.

Perhaps the saying “a skipped generation is special” truly held magic; Mianmian’s presence actually made Jing Jihan’s parents consider returning to the country for good.

As Jing Jihan entered the house, he heard the old man’s warbling tune coming from his room. Uncle Li hurried to turn off the treasured radio.

Li Zicheng’s army pressed forward for two days and soon reached Gong County, now less than a hundred li from the strategic Hulao Pass in the Central Plains. The peasant army’s commander in Gong County reported that Ming troops were already stationed at Hulao Pass—three to four thousand soldiers, equipped with ample firearms.

This made her hesitate about whether to keep playing, but before she could make up her mind, someone outside seemed to notice she was awake.

The white-robed bishop took his leave, and Bernie, carrying an armful of supplies, pushed open the door and walked into the room.

The abbot told Liu Qingyang that Shi Yilong had expanded greatly in Chinatown, and it had already become his territory.

He opened his mouth and accepted the piece of fire mushroom. As he chewed, a surge of blazing energy exploded inside him, instantly igniting his blood. He summoned all his inner strength to suppress the heat.

Wait, didn’t I get a unique title last time called “This Road Is Mine”? It seemed to be exclusive to Elparan—should I try it? He Xi opened the titles menu and activated “This Road Is Mine.”

“Even if it’s a dragon’s lair or a tiger’s den, so what? All the lands south of the Yangtze are mine—who dares block my way?” With a flourish, Qin Yi set the coffin down, stepped onto its lid, and laughed proudly.

Qian Xiancheng’s face was pale, with beads of sweat pouring down. At the time, he hadn’t even asked the stonemason’s name, and now he was speechless, unable to utter a single word.

Several trusted subordinates had long expected this day would come. They had already congratulated Shangguan on his promotion. But with Sun Shining abducted by criminals, no one felt like discussing it further. In their hearts, Shen Nianben was the only true choice for the chief justice’s post; Qin Siran was merely a puppet placed in the Supreme Court by the emperor.

Shasheng smiled arrogantly, flicked his ten fingers, and the earthen tornado soared into the sky, vanishing without a trace. The debris and rubble caught up in it came crashing down, scattering everywhere.

At that moment, a flash of golden light streaked by. Jin Tang leapt into the air, forced the seven-colored spirit chicken back to the ground, and thrust his golden blade into a vital point on its neck, finally making it collapse limply.

Although Lin Feng hadn’t gone to work, that didn’t mean he wasn’t concerned about the company’s affairs. When he took his leave, he’d already asked Yang Fan to keep an eye on things. If anything important happened at the company, he would be the first to know.