Chapter 101 The Devil-Sourceeded Grass

Author: Up and down to ask for lock

Although I was unwilling to believe it, the moment this crazy idea appeared in my mind, it could no longer be erased. It was like a grass growing on my right hand. It would grow immediately after being cut with a knife. I could only endure the severe pain and pull out the skin and flesh.

But, how to pull out your ideas?

Do you have to dig out your brain?

This idea also began to take root and sprout in my mind, and in a few seconds, it turned into a thorny vine that attached to the soft brain, leaving Edward's mind blank and the back of his head cold.

"Mr. Edward"

The soft voice suddenly came from behind, and he subconsciously turned his head. The doctor just now came back and was standing behind him. A small electric fan was blowing towards him in his pocket.

"After discussion by the expert group, the disease you have is a very rare parasitic plant disease, and the cause of the disease is ominous. The current treatment method is amputation, so that the erosion of parasitic plants on your body can be completely blocked."

After hearing these words, Edward had only the word "amputation" left in his mind. He was so young that he was about to be amputated.

It must be him, it must be him.

Those eyes with no human emotions suddenly appeared in front of him. He subconsciously hid back and forth for a while, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell off the stool, holding his hands on the ground, kicking his feet back and forth, and retreating constantly. Unfortunately, it was useless. Those eyes seemed to be controlled by a demon, and no matter where he retreated, he always followed him.

With a "bang", he hit the cabinet. He stopped, his eyes stopped, and he floated in front of him, staring at him indifferently.

"Mr. Edward, what's wrong with you?"

When the doctor's words rang, the eyes disappeared instantly. Edward looked at his right hand, which had been completely covered with grass and spread to his forearm. This was the grass planted by the demon. He shouldn't have come to the Dragon Kingdom, and he shouldn't have seen the demon.

"Doctor, please do an amputation immediately"

After the phone call, my parents and grandfather were very happy and said that he had a promising future and did a good job. Don’t worry about them. Wang Liang was relieved. He was relieved. He was good at the nursing home, the environment, the medical care, the diet, and all aspects. The most important thing was that he no longer had to work in the ground with the red sun and grazed sheep on the grass slope.

I wanted to wait until the autumn to go back and sell all the food and livestock and take them to the city to enjoy their happiness. Now it's great to go to the sanatorium in advance.

"Okay, I'll have eaten and the matter is done. I'll leave first. I'll give this little thing to you, just treat it as the money for the next time to have a free meal." Jiang Liuer said, took out a green and white croaker-headed jade hairpin from her pocket, placed it on the glass turntable, and turned it to Wang Liang.

"This was won by my bet with Emperor Taizong of Tang. Let's chase the little girl!"

After saying that, he walked to the door of the private room.

Wang Liang picked up the jade hairpin on the glass turntable and muttered: "You can really brag about it. All the cows in the dairy factory will be bragged to heaven by you."

When he said this, Jiang Liuer had already walked out of the private room. His steps seemed to be very slow, but in fact they were very fast. I don’t know what the principle was.

"I'm giving it to you." Wang Liang handed the jade hairpin to Yang Shuwan. Seeing her strange face, he quickly added: "Don't get me wrong. I'm not going to chase you. This jade hairpin is useless to put it here, so."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Shuwan pushed away the jade hairpin and said expressionlessly: "If you don't want it, throw it away, I don't want it!"

"Then forget it, I'd better put it away, what if it will be useful in the future."

Wang Liang was talking and was about to put the jade hairpin into his pocket. A white and tender little hand suddenly reached over and took it away.

"How can I take back what I have sent out and what I have poured out?"

"Don't you want it?"

"I want it again now"

Looking at Yang Shuwan who was inserting a jade hairpin into her hair, Wang Liang sighed helplessly and said, "The face has changed faster than reading a book, just follow me."

"What do you follow?"

"Nothing, it's pretty good, waiter, packing"

When Wang Liang returned home, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as he put the leftovers in the kitchen, a sarcastic voice came from upstairs, "I went out for a date, had a big meal, and left us both at home to watch the door. Alas! Sad, sad!"

"Okay, stop howling, have you eaten? I'll bring some stewed lamb and stewed chicken." Before he could finish his words, a cow suddenly rushed into the kitchen, with a pair of big cow's eyes, like a searchlight, glanced around and headed straight to the operating table.

Unlock the plastic bag in three or five seconds, open the lunch box, take out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick bucket, and start eating stewed lamb.

"It's a little cold, so eat it in the microwave again and again"

"Need not!"

While speaking, half a box of mutton had already entered Ying Zheng's stomach.

"Zhang Dong, what takeout you order at noon? You're so hungry in Ying Zheng!"

"I. I am more unfair than Dou E. Do you know how many servings of braised pork ribs noodles he ate at noon?"

"How many?"

"All eight portions!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dong walked into the kitchen, put his right hand on his chest, and compared it with a "eight", as if he had a cerebral thrombosis. "I ordered takeout for him three times. After the first three times, I cried and shouted that I was not full and I was almost starving to death. The fourth time, I really didn't dare to order it for him, for fear that he wouldn't be able to swell his stomach."

After hearing this, Wang Liang rushed to the operating table, snatched the chopsticks from Ying Zheng's hand, covered all the open lunch boxes, and put them in the refrigerator. It was too late. The box of stewed lamb had been eaten, and the stewed stupid chicken was eaten half a box.

Only a whole box of pine nut corn that was added later was left.

The reason why the pine nut corn was not moved was because the pine nut corn was difficult to pick with chopsticks, so he had to dig it with a spoon. Ying Zheng didn't care about holding the spoon. Every second could not be wasted. He had to race against time to eat it. If he didn't eat it, he would not be allowed to eat it.

"Ying Zheng, you must maintain a healthy diet. You cannot overeat so uncontrollablely, which will cause harm to your body."

"Okay, can you have another meal tonight?"

As soon as this said, Zhang Dong collapsed instantly. He held his head and said with a loss of hope: "You actually want to have supper?"

Ying Zheng nodded and smiled shyly.

Wang Liang glanced at the refrigerator and asked Zhang Dong and Ying Zheng to go out of the kitchen, closed the kitchen door, went downstairs to find the key, locked the kitchen door, and said, "Let's go, I haven't been to the company for a long time. Go to the company to see, Ying Zheng, you stay at home and bring you hot and sour soup tonight."

When he heard the "hot and sour soup", a happy look appeared on Ying Zheng's face, and he instantly threw the depression caused by locking the kitchen door behind him.

Although this civilization is very backward, the food they cook is so delicious. Why can't the Yanhuang civilization make such delicious food after tens of millions of years?

It's really a headache!

Or maybe, in the past, I abandoned the rice and chose nutrient solution for efficiency. So why is there no record in memory genetics? Is it the leader who made this decision and doesn't want his younger generation to know that it was his decision?

Afraid of being scolded to death.

Hum! Don't let him know who it is, otherwise he will scold him ten thousand times every day.
Chapter completed!