chapter 4 The Dragon King

There was a "bang" sound, and then Bert Guo suffered a head injury and was bleeding.
It turned out that the chandelier on the ceiling suddenly fell and hit Bert Guo on the head.
Fortunately, this chandelier was not big, otherwise, Bert Guo would not just suffer head bleeding, and he would probably be smashed to death.
Bert Guo covered his head, knelt on the ground and screamed in pain, "Ah..."
"Bert, what's wrong with you?" Sarah Zhang asked hurriedly.
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that I was hit?" Bert Guo roared.
Being scolded in front of so many people in public, Sarah Zhang felt extremely aggrieved for a moment, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Alan Ye sneered, "You deserve it!"
"What did you say!" Sarah Zhang stared and pointed at Alan Ye and shouted, "Did you do it?"
"Did you see that I did it?"
"If it weren't for you, how could that chandelier fall down?"
"As the saying goes, there is a god at the top of your head. God wants to punish Bert Guo for messing with the right and wrong."
"What the hell! Stop pretending to be a fool here." After Bert Guo finished speaking, he yelled at Sarah Zhang, "Hurry up and help me up."
"Oh." Sarah Zhang quickly went to help Bert Guo.
At this moment, a nurse taking medicine passed by. She didn't know what happened. Her foot suddenly slipped, and she stumbled forward. The two bottles of rubbing alcohol in her hands flew out.
Boom--
Two bottles of rubbing alcohol came into close contact with Bert Guo's head.
Ah——
The glass bottles shattered, and all the rubbing alcohol poured on Bert Guo's head.
Bert Guo was injured by a chandelier just now and had a wound on his head. Now that alcohol had entered the wound, the pain was almost life-threatening.
"Ah, it hurts a lot..." Bert Guo rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.
Sarah Zhang was also panicked and cursed at the nurse, "What did you do? Why don't you watch out when you walk!"
"Sorry…"
"If something goes wrong with Bert, I will hold you accountable," Sarah Zhang yelled at the nurse, then waved at the nurses at the medical guidance desk and shouted, "Come over and help."
Two young nurses ran over quickly.
"Sister Sarah, what do you need us to do?" A nurse asked.
"What to do? Are you blind? Didn't you see that Bert was injured? Come with me and send Bert to bandage his wound."
The two young nurses were a little unhappy, but they did not dare to go against Sarah Zhang's wishes. After all, in the hospital, doctors were always superior to nurses.
At that moment, Sarah Zhang and the two of them helped Bert Guo and hurriedly entered the elevator.
Unexpectedly, a tragic scene happened again.
Bert Guo was caught between the elevator doors!
Originally, he was being supported by two young nurses. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the elevator to pinch him. But when he entered the elevator, the two young nurses let go of Bert Guo. One of the young nurses said to Sarah Zhang, "Sister Sarah, we still have work to do and can't leave our post, so we won't send Dr. Guo up.”
"Get out!"
As soon as the two nurses turned around, Bert Guo was caught between the elevator doors.
"Ah, it hurts...it hurts..."
Bert Guo shouted.
This alarmed many people, even the security guards came over, ready to open the elevator doors to rescue Bert Guo, when suddenly——
Power cut!
It was such a coincidence.
Bert Guo now wanted to die. God seemed to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for him today with constant misfortune. He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Was there really a God's punishment?
He had no idea that all of this was just Alan Ye's trick.
Alan Ye secretly drew a bad luck charm according to the method recorded in the "The Complete Book of Maoshan Spells" in his mind.
Unexpectedly, the effect was quite good.
"Cool!"
The frustration in his heart was gone, and Alan Ye strode out of the hospital.
…
Jinghu Road was Alan Ye's only way home.
Every evening, the lakeside was very lively, with middle aged women dancing in the square, old men playing chess, playful children, and fishing enthusiasts...
Everyone would gather here.
Alan Ye was walking along the lake when he suddenly heard a scream,
"Oops, someone fell into the lake!"
Alan Ye quickly turned around and saw a five or six-year-old boy flopping in the lake. He was in danger.
Some uncles and aunties on the shore were extremely anxious.
"Whose child is this, where are his parents?"
"Hurry up and call 120!"
"It's too late, the child is going to die!"
"..."
The situation was extremely critical.
Without any time to think, Alan Ye jumped into the lake.
With a strong body, he quickly swam to the boy's side like a flying fish. He hugged the boy's waist, and then swam to the shore.
Only after Alan Ye carried the boy ashore did everyone gather around him.
The boy had choked on a lot of water and had passed out. His face was pale, his lips were slightly purple, and he looked like he was about to die.
"This child is dying and must be sent to the hospital for rescue immediately." Someone next to him said.
Alan Ye didn't say anything, but helped the boy up, slapped the boy's vest twice with his right hand, and with a "wow" sound, the boy started spitting water out of his mouth.
After about half a minute, the boy opened his eyes.
"He woke up!"
Seeing that the boy was saved, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle, thank you," The boy said to Alan Ye in a childish voice.
Alan Ye smiled and asked, "Where is your family?"
"Grandpa and Uncle Zhao have gone somewhere," As soon as the boy finished speaking, an old man and a middle-aged man ran over.
"Xiaohu, are you okay?" The old man held the boy in his arms and asked nervously.
"I'm fine, grandpa. I accidentally fell into the lake just now. This uncle saved me," The boy pointed at Alan Ye.
The old man hurriedly said to Alan Ye, "Thank you, young man."
"Sir, I'm not blaming you, but you're already old, why are you still so careless? If something happens to your child, your family will blame you, and you will feel guilty for the rest of your life," Alan Ye lectured the old man with a serious face.
Before the old man could speak, the middle-aged man behind him spoke, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Let me tell you..."
"Kevin Zhao!" The old man turned back and glared at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man quickly shut his mouth.
The old man smiled at Alan Ye and said, "Young man, I will definitely pay attention to this in the future. Thank you so much today."
"You're welcome."
Only then did Alan Ye take a closer look at the old man.
The old man was wearing a Tang suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he wore a black jade ring on his left thumb, showing his extraordinary bearing.
As for the middle-aged man on the old man's side, he didn't look like an ordinary person with a resolute expression and fierce eyes.
"Young man, what's your name?" The old man asked kindly.
"Alan Ye," Alan Ye replied.
"It seems like you should have started working, right?"
"What, are you checking my household registration?" Alan Ye said with a smile, "It's getting late, I should go back, goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Please stay," The old man said hurriedly, then took out a bank card and handed it to Alan Ye.
"What do you mean?" Alan Ye frowned.
The old man smiled and said, "Young man, thank you for saving my grandson. There are five hundred thousand in the card. I hope you don't think it's too little, just accept it!"
Alan Ye was a little surprised. The old man paid 500,000 yuan, which showed that he was worth a lot. However, he was not moved.
"I don't save people for money," After Alan Ye finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward.
Seeing his actions, the middle-aged man sneered in his heart, you said it was not for money...
However, Alan Ye did not reach out to take the bank card from the old man's hand. Instead, he stared at the old man's face and kept looking at it. After half a minute, Alan Ye asked the old man, "Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick! I just had a physical examination a few days ago and I'm in good health," The old man said with a smile.
"This is strange," Alan Ye frowned.
"What's strange?" The old man asked.
"I feel that you are sick, and it seems to be quite serious, but I couldn't figure it out yet," Alan Ye apologized, "Maybe my observation is wrong, I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind," The old man smiled.
"Then I'll leave first. Goodbye," Alan Ye waved and left quickly.
As soon as he left, the old man's aura completely changed.
In front of Alan Ye just now, the old man looked like a normal neighbor. But now, he looked more like an overlord with the power of deciding life and death, and his face was full of majesty.
"Over the years, I have visited famous doctors, but none of them could tell that I was seriously ill, but this young man could tell. Could it be that God has opened his eyes and is preparing to let me, a dying person, live a few more years?" The old man ordered, "Kevin Zhao!"
"Kevin Zhao is here." The middle-aged man asked respectfully, "Dragon King, what is your order?"
"Investigate Alan Ye immediately. I want to know everything about him."
"Yes!"
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