Chapter 272

On the afternoon of the same day, the news of Zhu Dadao's death came back to Yu He and others.

"He's dead at last," Yu he said with a sigh of relief. The stone in his heart fell completely.

"Mu Huang should also be honest, this time he did not have to toss," Chu Dong felt that Zhu Dadao's death spread to Mu Huang's ears, Mu Huang should suffer a great blow, maybe he will never recover.

An Chengfeng smiles. "I just got the news that the guy went to the hospital again."

"In again? No, I'm sick again? " Chu Dong opened his mouth and said, "can't stand the blow?"

"It's normal, this kind of huge blow is normal. He's just sick. It's good," said Yu He, who had similar experience, so he can understand Mu Huang's current situation.

When his wife died, he failed to recover from the shock for several years. It was a miracle that he could survive without committing suicide.

"In the final analysis, it's all thanks to Yifan."

"Yes, it's not that he conflicts with Zhu Dadao. I'm afraid I never know that he is the one who killed Ali."

"He cured my son, too."

A few people look at each other and smile, unable to express their emotion.

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When the news of Zhu Dadao's death spread, some people who were concerned about the case applauded and called for a good death.

Of course, those who originally had a grudge against Zhu Dadao were very happy to see this result. After all, Zhu Dadao is too greedy and likes to collect money everywhere. I don't know how many people he has offended.

His death, no doubt, has given a lot of people a bad breath.

In the people's Hospital, Mu Huang is lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. He is like a lost soul. No one calls him.

He spent more and more time in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he hugged his head and cried bitterly, "Dadao, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent, I can't save you..."

Although Zhu Dadao is only his distant nephew, Mu Huang has no son. He has always regarded Zhu Dadao as his son. Now that he is dead, he is suffering a lot.

He wanted to get revenge, but he knew very well that it was impossible for him to get revenge.

At this time, Li Yifan, who is deeply concerned by him, is concentrating on preparing for tomorrow's assessment.

This assessment is about who can become the official disciple of Cang Xuande. It can be said that it is a crucial assessment, and everyone has made 100% efforts to prepare for the battle.

Li Yifan did not know how many times he had read the information about schizophrenia. He recited it thoroughly, and each word was deeply engraved in his mind.

As a matter of fact, with his unforgettable memory, he could remember all the materials at most after reading them twice. However, he was not at ease, so he read them several times to make sure that he did not miss any details.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, near the end of work, Cang Xuande gathered five people together.

"Tomorrow is the time for assessment, haven't you forgotten?"

"No!" How could they forget such an important day?

"I've said it many times before, but I'd like to repeat it here! Listen carefully Cang Xuande glanced over the faces of the five people, "first, tomorrow's assessment is competition theory, which is the information I sent you about schizophrenia. All the examination questions are based on that information! There is no SuperGrid problem, so don't worry. Second, the day after tomorrow's assessment is to compare your practical ability, that is, the ability to use the theory. It may allow you to have a temporary operation. You should be prepared psychologically. "

"I see, master!" Five people nodded at the same time.

"I will explain the details in detail in the assessment tomorrow. I will have a rest early today and come to the hospital early tomorrow."

"Yes

In the evening, Li Yifan lights up to read at night. At about ten o'clock, when he is focusing on reading, he suddenly hears a knock on the door.

"Who?" The sudden knock on the door startled Li Yifan. He turned his head and noticed that someone was knocking outside.

Master?

In such a big night, there would be no one but Cang Xuande who would knock on his door.

He quickly got up to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Cang Xuande with an unhappy face, "what are you doing so late?"

Li Yifan looked back into the room and scratched the back of his head. "I, I'm reading a book."

"Reading?" Cang Xuande craned his neck and looked inside. He found that there was an open book in the position of the desk, and the desk lamp was also on. "Didn't I ask you to have an early rest tonight?"

"I can't sleep, so I read for a while," Li Yifan casually made up a reason. In fact, he was not sleepy at all.

Cang Xuande glared at him discontentedly, "usually you see very late, I don't say you, but tomorrow's assessment is very important, if you don't have the spirit, how can you compete? The assessment doesn't end in an hour or two. If you don't have a good rest, how can you carry it tomorrow? "Li Yifan just wanted to explain that he was not sleepy at all. Even if he didn't sleep all night, he was still very energetic the next day. Cang Xuande then glared at him and scolded, "don't make fun of your body. If you are not in a good mood tomorrow, it depends on how you evaluate. Now turn off the light and go to sleep

"Well, master, I see!" Li Yifan was silent in his heart. He knew that Cang Xuande was good for him, so he didn't talk any more. He turned around and went to the desk, cleaned up the books, turned off the desk lamp and rolled into bed.

Cang Xuande closed the door with satisfaction and left.

Listening to the footsteps outside, Li Yifan lies in bed in the dark and finds that he can't sleep at all.

He was so energetic that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Can't sleep," Li Yifan put the quilt over his head, but after a while found himself not sleepy at all, he was speechless.

"Is it really Qi?" Troubled Li Yifan suddenly thought of last time in Mo Lingyan's home, very late to sleep, the next day is sleepy, but a turn true Qi, the whole person spirit.

"I'll try to remove the true Qi," he said. He immediately stopped running the medical Bible and let the true Qi flow into the cauldron.

Sure enough, no real gas, a sense of fatigue on the surge up, he opened his mouth and yawned.

"It seems that if you don't use Qi in the future, you can have a good sleep." After a while, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and fell asleep.

During this period, he often read at night, but because of the cultivation of the medical Bible, there is real Qi in his body, so even if he doesn't sleep all night, he doesn't feel sleepy at all.

Now remove the real Qi, his body is like a normal person with extreme lack of sleep, and he sleeps until dawn.

"Hoo..."

The next day, Li Yifan opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall.