Chapter 1: Saint Hand Xiao Han ()

"Ah!" Xiao Han suddenly woke up. Before he could open his eyes, he subconsciously covered his chest with his hands and turned sideways to escape from the sharp blade. This was his first thought after waking up. As a generation of medical saints, he knew better than anyone else. If that knife was really stabbed, the consequences would be so terrible. No matter how advanced the medical equipment was, it would not be possible to save his life.

"Dong!" Xiao Han, who was unable to react, fell heavily to the ground.

For a moment, Xiao Han, who saw the surrounding scenery, was shocked, "What's going on? Didn't I be assassinated? Where is this?" Looking around, the extremely gorgeous room appeared in Xiao Han's eyes. The square tables, incense tables, and seals were all antique. There was an extremely large bed above his head. Although Xiao Han had not studied antiques, he could also see that the wood used in this bed was the mahogany that Xiao Han had always dreamed of. There were exquisite jade carvings around the bed.

"Where is this?" Xiao Han, who was incredibly surprised, was always in the middle of his mind.

I still remember it was the Lantern Festival. Because I had no relatives or friends, Xiao Han watched the evening party in the apartment and ate the Lantern Festival prepared by the nanny for him. He kept thinking about how much income he would have this year.

Suddenly, the voice of the nanny who was originally busy in the kitchen immediately stopped. Years of experience in being assassinated told him that this time it seemed that the killer appeared again. He was not panicked. After all, as a doctor with a weird personality, he offended many people in both black and white, and such things also happened from time to time.

With his hands in his arms, Xiao Han quickly found the silver needle he was about to use. In his eyes, the guns were not as useful as his own silver needle.

"Not good? There is a sniper!" In an instant, out of sensitivity to the surrounding environment, Xiao Han thought of this possibility at the first time. At almost the same time, Xiao Han turned sideways and flipped into the interval between the sofa and the coffee table.

"Boom!" At the same time, the gunshots were fired, and on the sofa that Xiao Han had just made, before it could fall to the ground in full swing, the sofa burst out like a firecracker.

He secretly shouted, "It's so dangerous!" He just now, as long as he was late at 0:00 a second, I believe that what burst now would not be the sofa, but his own head.

The danger was not relieved. On the contrary, Xiao Han, who was secretly grateful, suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps. Before he could react, he saw a few men in black who had already found Xiao Han's hiding place.

In an instant, gunfire sounds in the villa and it is very detailed, which means that the group of people will not give up until they kill Xiao Han.

He rolled sideways, fortunately, he is not a lamb to be slaughtered. Although his skills are not as good as those martial arts masters in the world, he is still at the top level. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Han had already crawled out from under the coffee table, a faint cold light like starlight started from Xiao Han's hands and rushed straight to the men in black.

With just these few needles, several men in black lost consciousness on the other side. I have to say that although Xiao Han was not very good, the method of applying needles was still very skillful. His brain had almost no thoughts and had hit the pussy of several men in black.

Of course, the attack did not stop there, but on the contrary it became even more powerful. If you accidentally, Xiao Han, who had already felt that it was foolproof, was shot on his arm and blood flowed continuously.

Although the shooting skills of those men in black are not necessarily hit by one shot, and they cannot resist the number of people? Even if they shoot randomly in this villa, I believe Xiao Han will be shot, let alone these are professional killers.

"Ah!" Only a violent roar was heard, and the little nanny was almost scared by the blood on Xiao Han's arm.

As soon as he saw a little nanny at the kitchen door, he immediately pointed the guns of many men in black at her and prepared to start killing the little nanny first.

"No." I don't know what Xiao Han was thinking at that time. Almost subconsciously, he rushed to the little nanny's place where he squatted down with his head in his arms, trying to save this innocent life in the rain of bullets.

Who knew that when he rushed towards the little nanny, a cold light flashed in the little nanny's eyes, and the shiny dagger had already flashed out, piercing Xiao Han's chest.

As the dagger approached Xiao Han's chest infinitely, a white light flashed... Xiao Han's spirit was also exhausted.

When I wake up again, it's already this strange place.

"Am I dreaming? Isn't this the underworld?" A series of questions appeared in Xiao Han's brain, and suddenly, a cool feeling poured into his mind. The strange memory almost jumped Xiao Han, who was originally calm. Finally, the memory was instilled in a few breaths, and Xiao Han was extremely shocked.

"Rebirth? Reincarnation? Or did I travel through time?" After a while, he couldn't figure out what was going on. The servants who were serving him were panicked. They had never seen the young master like this, and they slowly recovered their spirits. They did not dare to hesitate, and they didn't even say hello and rushed out to call the head of the family.

After sorting out the vague information, Xiao Han began to check his body.

"Damn it! I have seen someone who is terminally ill, but I have never seen such a weak body! How did this tragic man survive?" I really didn't know if I didn't check it. After checking, I almost fainted from anger. I saved countless people in my previous life, but I have never encountered such a bad body as young as I am.

He has skinny bones, blocked tendons, loose muscles, and fragile bones. It is obvious that he is a sick man who has been bedridden since childhood. It is a great miracle to be able to survive until now.

"This guy is really miserable. He started to get sick at the age of eight and couldn't see the sun once a month. No wonder his skin is so white. I went there. How did I travel to the head of such a sick person? He also worked part-time and a little white-faced!" He murmured in a low voice: "This body fell into my hands and was a blessing in disguise. According to my uncle's medical skills, it can be at most three months. Although I can't practice ancient martial arts like before, I can at least strengthen my physical fitness. As for medical skills, that guy has nothing to do with physical fitness. It's this disease... According to my medical skills, the current conditions really cannot cure this disease!"

When Xiao Han thought of this guy with congenital heart disease, he had a headache. Even now he has super medical skills, he can only have headaches for this disease. According to the world he is in now, surgery is a fantasy. It is still so serious that even surgery to change the heart cannot be successful.

After checking his body, Xiao Han's face gradually became heavier. Here, he had no relatives or friends, and he was just alone. Although this body had relatives, Xiao Han was a mature adult, so how could he turn this corner?

The feeling of loss that he had never experienced before appeared in his heart. Now he wanted to live in this world. Whether he was willing or not, it was a foregone conclusion.

"What a fucking fortune!" Xiao Han suddenly had a deeper understanding of this classic sentence in his previous life. Life is like rape. Since he is powerless to resist, just enjoy it to the fullest, let alone how can the defiled woman's fate be compared with him at this time.

The other world will never replace Xiao Han's pride as a Chinese: "Even if I am so outstanding in this world, no matter how invincible I am, I am just a foreigner after all, and I will never return to the world that originally belonged to me, the deeply loved China."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" A burst of rapid footsteps interrupted Xiao Han's thoughts. It was no wonder that the tragic man's grandfather came. In this room, there were really few people except him who entered this room, the former Grand Marshal of the Lanyang Empire, Xiao Ling and Xiao War God.

Although Xiao Han has no feelings for people in this world, he can't show it from the beginning and let others arrest the tragic man as if he was heartbroken?

The door of the room was opened, and the old man hurried to Xiao Han's bed and looked at Xiao Han anxiously: "Han'er, what do you think? Is it much more comfortable than before?" Xiao Han could see the old man's concern for this tragic man.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Xiaohan, are you feeling uncomfortable? Hurry! Hurry! Why are you still stunned? Why don't you call the doctor quickly?" Before Xiao Han could speak, the old man shouted again, his eyes glaring like a copper bell, and the servant was so scared that he rushed out and called the doctor.

A warm feeling in my heart emerged from my heart. In my previous life, Xiao Han had never felt so cared for. Although he knew that the old man was only concerned about the dead tragic man, did he really have nothing to do with that tragic man?

He inherited everything from him and his body, and his blood was thicker than water. His originally cold heart had undergone a potential change when he first saw Xiao Ling, but he smiled so hard that he didn't even notice it.

"Grandpa, I'm fine! I feel much better now. Don't worry about me, I'm really fine." When she said this, Xiao Han's throat seemed to be blocked, and she was a little bit sucked.

Grandpa, this is the first time he has called this title in his life.

"Be good, let's ask the doctor to come and have a look, so that I can feel at ease." The old man still refused to give up and insisted.

Xiao Han knew that this was the old man's wish. If he refused, the old man would probably be angry. So he nodded silently.

After a while, a middle-aged man hurried to Xiao Han's room. Without even saying hello, he went straight to Xiao Han's bed and started a vein for Xiao Han, with a serious expression.

The "tragic man" has been bedridden for many years and has dealt with doctors a lot. Everyone is acquaintances. The old man did not feel rude, but just watched silently from the side.

"Miscellaneous Doctor? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my grandson's body? Are you talking?" The old man was obviously very anxious at this time. After all, this grandson was his favorite person!

"No! No! No!" He said three nos in one breath, and the doctor obviously did not agree with the old man's opinion.

After sorting out his thoughts, the doctor said again: "The symptoms of the third young master are I have never seen them for many years. To be honest, he was almost quiet three months ago. I think even if you were to provide him with star power, he would not last for half a year, but now..." With his head down, the doctor didn't know what kind of words to use to describe Xiao Han's condition. It was so weird.

His face was almost haggard. Even if he didn't say it, how could Xiao Ling, a powerful cultivator, not notice his grandson's condition at all? Shaking his head and saying, "Hey! In fact, even if you didn't say it, I know that Han'er was already terminally ill at that time, and even was in danger of life at any time. So why didn't he rush to ask His Majesty to give him a marriage to celebrate? I am ashamed of the royal family and the Ninth Princess!"

The doctor thought for a long time before slowly telling the truth that appeared: "At this time, the third young master was still as weak as before, but for some reason, after half a month of recuperation, his soul power was so strong that I could not imagine. If this continues, if it can remain unchanged, I believe that even if the root cause of the disease cannot be removed for less than three months, he may still live like a normal person."

It was difficult for the doctor to believe this when he said this, but it was the truth.

"What did you say?" The old man widened his eyes, his whole body became petrified, and his body was stiff. It was incredible. Is there such incredible things in this world?

"Auspicious people have their own appearance. According to the current situation, the disease in the body has been relieved. Three months have been conservatively estimated. As long as you don't return to the previous state, I believe there will be no mistakes." Although it was shocked, as a doctor, it was natural to answer the patient's family.

Fortunately, this miracle doctor has some knowledge and remains calm in shock. If it were a quack doctor, I believe he would have been timid and thought he was a ghost?

"Are you saying true?" The old man seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and an urgent light flashed in his eyes.

"I guarantee with my personality that what I said today is definitely true!" Long sighed. Although the doctor didn't understand why, he was worthy of affirmation of Xiao Han's physical condition.

At this time, Xiao Ling also had the same expression as the doctor, surprised, absolutely surprised.

"The third young master now needs a rest, Marshal! I won't disturb you. As long as he keeps this situation, I believe that I, the doctor, don't have to appear in the Xiao family in the future." After a smile of apologetically, the doctor stood up and said goodbye. He knew that he wanted to talk to his grandson alone, and he still had this hint.

"Don't you need to prescribe some medicine to treat it? I think Xiaohan's body is still very weak now?" Seeing the doctor say goodbye, the old man tried to ask.

"It's three parts poisonous. In the past ten years, the third young master has spent almost every day in the medicine. There is no need to prescribe medicine anymore. Old General Xiao, please don't worry!" After saying that, before the old man came to deliver it, he directly exited the door and brought the door tightly.

Mr. Xiao watched the doctor leave, came to Xiao Han, looked at his baby grandson, and said carelessly: "How do you feel now?"

"I feel very good?" Xiao Han was a little puzzled about the master's strange expression. This "tragic man" is gone, and the old man should be happy.

"That's good, that's good. Have you had any strange feelings recently? Or did you not notice something in a moment?" The old man still asked Xiao Han. The old man wanted to find out the strange changes that happened to his grandson, for fear that one wave would not be settled, and another wave would rise again. Xiao Han didn't know how to answer, so he could only be vague. If Xiao Han said it, I believe the old man would be even more suspicious, thinking that Xiao Han was crazy about gains and losses. Xiao Han didn't want to ask for trouble.

The old man asked for a long time but couldn't get the answer he wanted. He said, "I'll inform the others of your illness to the family. They will rush back to see him in a few days. After that, he left Xiao Han's room and let him rest in peace.
Chapter completed!