116: C116 Second Ancestor Li Jiaming

C116 Second Ancestor Li Jiaming

Early the next morning, Wendu was having his meal when Long Xiao arrived.

Wendu held a steamed bun in his hand and said, "Commander Long, do you want to eat some with us?"

"No need, no need, I'll eat it." Elder Long refused.

In the car.

"Martial Elder Long, do you mind if I call you Uncle Long from now on?" Wendu sat in the back seat and said to Long Xiao, who was sitting in the front seat.

Long Xiao turned his head, "I don't mind, Mr Lu, this is my honor. "Haha …" He finished and laughed.

"Uncle Long, just call me Wendu from now on." Wendu twitched his mouth. He always felt that calling him Uncle Long was very awkward. Could it be that he had seen too much of Uncle Long's adventures?

"Haha …" "Alright, Wendu, we're almost there. Don't be scared when you see Old Li later." Uncle Long said to Wendu with a smile.

Wendu knew that what he said was disgusting, but he didn't say it clearly.

"Hm, Uncle Long, I'm going to see something big today."

As Wendu and co. spoke, they also arrived at their destination. It wasn't too far, just over twenty minutes away.

This was a place with a ring wrapped around it. The further he went in, the more surprised Wendu was.

Rows of soldiers were training and patrolling in an imposing manner.

They came to a door, and no one stopped them.

"Uncle Long, you want to go in and see my father?" Who is he? " That person pointed at Wendu.

The man looked to be about 27 or 28 years old. His hair was very long, dyed yellow, and there were pimples on his face.

"Okay." Uncle Long nodded and introduced him to Wendu, "Wendu, this is Li Jiaming, the eldest son of Old Li, 25 years old."

"Uncle Long, who is this?" Li Jiaming looked at Uncle Long and asked in a high-pitched voice.

Long Xiao was interrupted, and said in a rather unfriendly tone, "This is the doctor I called. He's the one who treated your father. You have an objection."

"Haha …" After Li Jiaming finished laughing, he looked at Wendu: "How old are you? And you, Doctor? "

Long Xiao and Wendu ignored him. The two of them opened the door and walked inside.

"Ugh!" Wendu covered his nose. This smell was like the smell of a rotting animal after it died.

"You all … "Ugh!" Li Jiaming wanted to come in and stop Wendu, but he was blown away by his father's scent.

The dragon's roar didn't cover his nose, but he still frowned.

There was a man lying on the bed, covered with a white sheet, with only his head exposed, because his head was facing the door.

"Brother Long, you're here." The man spoke, his voice calm.

Wendu found two pieces of paper, picked up his nose, and walked beside that person: "Uncle, you didn't even turn your head, how do you know that Uncle Long is here?"

"Eh?" The person lying on the bed was surprised for a moment, "He is the only one who can come in so silently. "Hello, young man."

At this time, Long Xiao walked to his side and looked at him apologetically, "Old Li, this is Wendu, the doctor I called for you." "Hahaha …" Perhaps because he felt that he would be fine soon, he was happy.

"Oh, boy, can I still do it?" That person's face did not show any fluctuations, it was just that his face was calm, as if he was looking down on life and death.

"Uncle, no matter what happens to you, I will be able to cure you." Wendu said confidently to that person.2

Because Wendu thought of something. Whether or not the treatment is effective will also depend on the patient's mentality. "

"Is that so? "You should look at my body first." The man was in a mood, but the discontent was clear.

At this moment, Li Jiaming walked in, pinching his nose. "What are you guys doing? Hurry up and get out. You can even enter with such a strong smell. Are you even human?" His originally shrill voice became even sharper as he pinched his nose.

Wendu looked towards Long Xiao. He noticed that Long Xiao's expression was very ugly because he had scolded him along with Long Xiao.

He looked at the man lying on the bed and saw that he was still calm, as if it was none of his business.

Wendu didn't pay any attention to Li Jiaming. He said to Long Xiao, "Uncle Long, open the bed sheets."

"Ai, don't you understand what I'm saying?" Li Jiaming's voice sounded again.

"Haha …" Wendu suddenly laughed. He looked at the person on the bed and asked, "Uncle, let me ask you something, is this really your son?"

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