After Qi Ji's explanation for three minutes, the old Chinese medicine doctor finally calmly put down the raised teapot.

"You seem to be much better now, but the last time I went to your house, I did see something unclean. Do you feel that the situation on the ghost is better?" The old Chinese doctor narrowed his eyes and stroked his goatee. His thin body gave people a feeling of being a master in the world and a fairy-like traitor.

Qi Ji took off his mask and revealed his ugly face: "The one you see should be an alien. If you are lucky enough to see the aliens we are in captivity, you should cheer."

The old Chinese doctor slowly shook his fingers: "The old man is very sure what he sees. He doesn't need a junior like you to remind him. After all, I have been in medicine for more than fifty years and have been studying Taoism for seventy years."

"Then how old are you this year?"

"I'm sixty-nine, old man!"

Qi Ji slapped his thighs and suddenly laughed: "People who learn Taoism are indeed different from ordinary people! Fortunately!"

"You can speak Chinese?" The old man looked at Qi Ji curiously.

"That's not, I can also speak Minnan. I am Lin Bei. I can teach you how to go to Dua Lang."

"Talking about serious business! Wade, who is a slut!!" The Punisher couldn't understand what these two gangsters were talking about here, and he looked a little annoyed.

"Sorry, doctor, my friend complains that your hospital's service attitude is very bad..."

Before Qi Ji could finish his words, a short middle-aged man with black and swollen right eye suddenly walked into the single ward.

He carried his hands on his back, his steps were light and he felt a bit domineering. When he saw the old Chinese doctor, he hurried over and grabbed the old man's hand, and said in Chinese: "Old Wang! It's me! Old Ma!"

"Old Ma? I don't know old man."

"Me! I, Lao Ma, the head of the Tai Chi Sect of Hunyuan Xingyi! I, Zuo Tian, ​​met two young men who were not good at martial arts and were very clever in the gym and beat me up! I need to be hospitalized now, but there is no bed..."

"I have long admired my nickname! Master Baoguo!" Qi Ji bowed to the middle-aged man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Hello..." Lao Ma waved his hand at Qi Ji and pulled the old Chinese doctor out of the ward. From a distance, Qi Ji could hear him talking about right whip legs and left jabs, and clicked until he was full of vivid sounds.

At this time, Qi Ji and Punisher were left in the ward.

"Frank, your hands look bad, but you'd better drink the medicine while it's hot." Qi Ji looked at the arm of the punishment hanging on his chest.

The punishment shifted his eyes from the traditional Chinese medicine on the bedside table to Qi Ji's face. He suddenly felt that Qi Ji's face was much better after comparing the taste of the traditional Chinese medicine and was attractive.

"What I hurt is my arms and muscles, why do they want me to take medicine? Damn Chinese medicine."

"No, no, Frank, you will be reported by your patients in China... Cough cough, because traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes from the inside out, do you understand? No, you don't understand, I don't understand, I'm bragging just now. I came here to make you, Frank, my life and death brother be gently soothed the beating heart."

"I hate this place so much." The punishment reluctantly picked up the bowl of black Chinese medicine. He stared at the black Chinese medicine and frowned, then swallowed a mouthful of water. He was making a very difficult choice in his heart.

Finally, he endured the pain and raised his head and drank the bowl of warm medicine. The next second, the tough guy who killed countless people suddenly opened his mouth and pretended to vomit.

Qi Ji hurriedly reached out to block the guy's mouth: "Absolutely not! Frank! This is the time when you become a man! If you can't even do this well, how can you do other things well! Overcome him! You must defeat him in this difficulty!!!"

"Guru"

Frank was about to spit out by Qi Ji and swallowed it again. At this time, his eyes rolled up and lay flat on the hospital bed. It seemed that his life was not long.

At this time, the old Chinese doctor happened to walk back. When he came in, he was still muttering: "I am old and don't raise my grandson well, so I went to practice boxing with young people. I'm sick. I'll tell you when I'm cured, boy Wade, and you, a patient friend."

"Doctor, since I heard your opinion last time, my inner demon has been completely defeated." Qi Ji said, patting his chest and rubbing the hand that had just blocked the penalizer's mouth on the bed sheet. "For the first time, I think it's so simple to defeat the inner demon. It turns out that only a rocket launcher is needed."

"Well," the old Chinese doctor rubbed his messy hair, "That's right, it fully shows that we all need to be brave when facing difficulties. The best way to face fear is to overcome it. Of course, the effect of external use of Dabao Sod Honey may be better."

"No, I didn't use Dabao Sod Honey. Do you think my face can be saved?" Qi Ji pointed at his face and asked the old Chinese doctor.

The old Chinese doctor looked at it carefully for a while and said seriously: "Old man, I am a Chinese doctor, not a plastic surgeon. Is there any use for you to ask me!"

"Sorry." Qi Ji quickly put on his mask.

"Your friend is not in a good condition. The forearm is very serious. Our best surgeon has transferred the skin of his hips to his arm, but we can't do anything about the missing muscles, but at least we have saved the arm. This is a good thing."

"That's right, it's a good thing." Qi Ji nodded at the punishment who rolled his eyes on the bed, and then he quietly came to the old Chinese doctor's ears: "You must be a little better with him. My friend is decisive in killing and has the protagonist's character. If you are not careful, he may wipe out the hospital."

"Old man, I'm not afraid of threats! The bridge I've eaten is even more than the salt you've walked on..."

The old man's words came to an abrupt end the next second because he saw Qi Ji take out a shanghaotang pistol and slapped it on the nightstand of the Punisher.

"The old man has always advocated Huairou, and all the patients are our families. Don't worry, Wade."

...

After Qi Ji explained to the young nurse in charge of the punishment, he left a rocket launcher to the punishment. From this day on, no doctor dared to be impatient with the punishment.

After saying goodbye to the Punisher, Qi Ji made another appointment with a taxi, a familiar Indian driver and a familiar yellow body.

After getting on the bus, you can still smell the familiar scent of daffodils.

At this time, Qi Ji stared at Difend for a while: "Good boy, it seems that you have become a competent killer. Your cousin Bandu must have been killed by you, right?"

Defend swallowed: "Mr. Deadpool... Actually... I still couldn't do it, but I've already started trying to get close to Geeta, but..."

"But what?!" Qi Ji suddenly grabbed Difend's shoulder and squeezed it hard. Difend couldn't help but gasp.

"My cousin Bandu...he is already engaged to Geeta...Mr. Deadpool! I'm really going to lose!!" After saying that, Difend suddenly smashed his head on the steering wheel and began to sob.

Qi Ji quickly patted his back: "Difend, isn't life like this? You never know what the next piece of chocolate tastes."

"But Mr. Deadpool, I didn't eat chocolate anymore..."

"No! Difend! I mean imagery! Refer! Metaphor! Do you understand! Just like you, Difend, you are a piece of brown chocolate, and your favorite Geeta is also a piece of cute brown chocolate!

But maybe there are other chocolates waiting for you, such as black chocolate, white chocolate, pink chocolate, oh, I love pink chocolate, just like me, do you want to see it?"

"Thank you, Mr. Deadpool...so where are you going this time?"

"Go to Sister Margaret Bar, I'll introduce you to a new job, which will be our new Agent No. 1 business center! We will grow up from a young age, don't look down on small-cost businesses, I believe he will one day surpass Tony Stark's industrial dynasty."

"Really? Wow!"

"Really, you will be a member of our team from now on!"

"Yeah! Then can I say in front of my cousin Bandu that I am also a member of the X-Men? Can I, especially proud, stand in front of him and Geeta and say that I am also an X-Men?"

"No, we are not X-Men, but... well, but it's almost the same. You can say that, it's okay, Professor X and I are hard-working."

At the same time, Professor X, who taught students at X College, sneezes for no reason.
Chapter completed!