Golden emperor Lu house.

    After nearly a whole day of testing and analysis, the final inspection report finally came out.

    Wearing presbyopia glasses, Mo Lao looked at the report page by page on the computer.

    The above data indicators and maps were so dense that Mo Huaien was dizzy at a glance.

    He knew that Lu Jiucheng''s disease was complex and rare, and that his father had to rest for a while every time he treated Jiu Ye.

    But he did not expect that even the contents and analysis of the inspection were so crazy.

    However, the more mo Lao looked, the more surprised and surprised smiles appeared on his face from time to time.

    Qin Yue looked at this scene and felt his heart beating, hoping for a good result.

    Finally, Mo Lao took off his glasses and turned to Lu Jiucheng.

    I saw that Lu Jiucheng''s shirt not far away was open to his chest and abdomen, his sleeves and trouser legs were rolled up, and several electrode pieces were pasted on his body.

    From Mo Lao''s point of view, it can be clearly seen that Lu Jiucheng''s easily exposed skin, such as collarbone, chest above the heart, forearms and ankles, all appear whiter than ordinary men. At first glance, it seems like a carefully carved art, sexy and provocative.

    But further inside, the places covered by shirts and trousers are covered with many scars.

    Some have faded, but others are as ugly as centipedes. You can imagine how ferocious flesh and blood rolled when you were injured.

    In addition to the electrodes attached to his body, Lu Jiucheng''s hands and feet were also bound by a special soft belt, which imprisoned him like a felon.

    It happened that Lu Jiucheng looked as if nothing had happened. He looked cold, noble and lazy, just like a king high above.

    Mo Lao glanced over the belt that imprisoned Lu Jiucheng and the large and small scars on his body, and sighed gently in his heart.

    But then a shallow smile appeared on his face: "Ninth master, your inspection results this time are much better than last year. If you can keep this way, maybe you won''t have to..."

    He didn''t go on with the latter words, but everyone understood what he meant.

    Qin Yue''s face showed a relieved smile.

    Lu Jiucheng said faintly, "from tomorrow, can I recover before next Saturday?"

    Mo Lao thought for a moment and nodded firmly, "no problem."

    Lu Jiucheng gave a slight "um" and closed his eyes.

    The nearby doctor took a look at Mo Lao and immediately came forward to remove the electrode from Lu Jiucheng after being instructed.

    Just then, the mobile phone placed not far away buzzed and vibrated.

    Qin Yue hurried forward to take the mobile phone and handed it to Lu Jiucheng.

    Lu Jiucheng casually unlocked the mobile phone and clicked on the pop-up message box.

    It turned out to be a multimedia message that few people can send now.

    MMS is clicked and a photo is loaded slowly.

    On the lakeside paved with flowers and prayers, the handsome man knelt on one knee with a yellow rose in his hand and a small box in his other hand.

    Even if the photo is taken from a far angle, you can guess that the ring should be in the small box.

    The girl opposite is lowering her head and showing a shy smile.

    The sun fell on the girl''s white side face, as if she had been plated with a layer of light, so bright and out of reach.

    Lu Jiucheng''s look did not change, and even the range of his finger movements did not change.

    He opened the second and third.

    In one of them, the man bent down and approached the girl, looking as if they had kissed each other.

    Lu Jiucheng''s brain turned coldly.

    He thought: that''s the light he can''t touch. It doesn''t belong to him.

    Didn''t he know that from the beginning?

    But

    Drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop!!

    The ECG monitor emits a fierce and harsh alarm.

    Mo, who was explaining his illness to Mo Huaien and teaching his son by the way, suddenly stood up and said, "what''s the matter?"

    Sooner or later, when I just approached Lu Jiucheng and was ready to take off the electrode, a cold light suddenly flashed through the bottom of my eyes.

    When his wrist turned over, a scalpel appeared between his fingers and stabbed him straight into the chest of landing nine cities.

    This scene made people unable to react at all.

    The bodyguard standing not far away didn''t think about it. He lost his cell phone.

    The mobile phone hit the doctor''s face and made his hand lean down. The scalpel didn''t stab into the heart, but into the abdomen.

    "Catch him quickly, and protect Mo Lao!!"

    Qin Yue shouted, and the bodyguards rushed over like lightning.

    However, one person moves faster than them.

    The two belts that bound Lu Jiucheng''s wrists were torn apart.

    He raised his slender fingers and pinched the doctor''s chin with a click.

    There was a painful groan in the doctor''s throat and his chin was forcibly removed.

    On Lu Jiucheng''s cold face all the year round, an evil smile slowly bloomed: "what? Do you think it''s so easy to commit suicide in front of me?"

    The doctor''s eyes looked frightened.

    He was also cruel. Seeing that his action failed, he had no time to bite the poison in his mouth.

    He immediately took out the second scalpel and stabbed it into his chest without hesitation.

    But he moves fast, but Lu Jiucheng is faster than him.

    The hand holding the scalpel was pinched somehow, and then gently pulled.

    There was another click.

    Then there was another as like as two peas.

    The doctor couldn''t help crying out in pain.

    However, his mouth could not be closed at all. Under the violent convulsion of his body, his saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth.

    Lu Jiucheng released his hand and let him fall to the ground.

    He took a medical wet towel from the table, wiped it slowly, and said with a slight smile, "do you know how many joints people have? What would you say if I removed all your joints one by one?"

    His feet were still tied to the steel chair by a belt and could not move forward.

    The doctor fell a little away from him, and the doctor tried his best to climb a few steps aside.

    Logically, Lu Jiucheng can''t catch him now.

    But the doctor was still trembling with fear, and his throat couldn''t help overflowing like the roar of a desperate struggle of a small animal.

    Qin Yue and his bodyguard also stood not far away at this time. Looking at Lu Jiucheng, who was smiling and Yan Yan, his face turned white again and again.

    How did this happen?

    Isn''t there at least two days left?

    Why did boss get sick early?

    Just as they were in doubt, Lu Jiucheng slowly turned his head.

    The pair of peach blossom eyes, which had been repressed because of coldness, were stained with crimson red at this time, which made the handsome young people in front of them like evil spirits coming out of TV dramas, which made people tremble and panic.