It's not that my life is in danger, but I'm really doomed!
Leisurely sipping tea, he couldn't understand why it was like this
He was merely completing the task left by his ancestors; it wasn't out of greed.
How did it end up like this!
After breaking through the encirclement, they unleashed a volley of arrows, clearly having been well-prepared.
Seeing that she was about to leave her life in this ancient city of Loulan, You Ran Pin Ming slowly closed her eyes.
"What's the matter, still not opening your eyes?"
A gentle voice sounded in his ear. Leisurely sipping tea with his eyes closed, he couldn't hear the shouts of those people; it seemed as if only this gentle voice existed.
Leisurely sipping tea, he opened his eyes and, seeing the person in front of him, took a step back and fell to the ground.
"Dr. Wen...?"
Leisurely sipping his tea, he never expected that Dr. Wen would appear before him
He looked around; this place didn't seem to be the ancient city of Loulan?
So, did he escape unscathed?
Leisurely sipping tea, he relaxed and finally had the time to see where exactly he was.
"Dr. Wen, I'm back."
"Yes, you have returned."
"Where am I now?"
"Dr. Wen's psychological clinic." Wen Ying's face carried a teasing smile as she watched leisurely, sipping her tea.
Leisurely sipping tea and hearing these words, his heart trembled violently!
It was Dr. Wen who saved him, right?
But how did the doctor manage to do it?
Such a method cannot be achieved with just a few talismans; it requires traversing the long river of history and time. Even if Dr. Wen is not an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to do it, right?
Dr. Wen's heart was bleeding at this moment!
Five million reputation points!
She never expected the system to make such an outrageous demand!
Directly deducted five million reputation points from her, only then did it save Leisurely Tea Tasting.
After leisurely sipping his tea and standing up, he regained the aura of a successful businessman. "Dr. Wen saved my life, and I have no way to repay that. Without Dr. Wen, I fear I might never have returned."
Dr. Wen, "..." What does that mean?
No way to repay?
So, you're not going to repay the favor?
This is absolutely impossible!
Dr. Wen never engages in losing deals!
"I plan to give ten percent of the company's shares to Dr. Wen," Yoran said resolutely while sipping tea.
"Approximately how much?" Wen Ying blurted out.
"Not much, around a hundred million."
"!!!!" She dismissed her previous chaotic thoughts; this tea-loving fellow patient was truly endearing and genuine!
"I will handle the equity transfer agreement as soon as possible, and Dr. Wen will receive the company's dividends every month."
"How much is it this time?"
"Two or three million, I guess."
"!!! I suddenly remembered something! The one standing before me now is your soul, not your body, so you must return to your body immediately. Your body is in room xx at XX hospital. Go quickly, no one can see you."
Wen Ying swore that it was absolutely not because she could suddenly become rich that she thought of letting the tea-loving patient return to her body.
After all, she only loved money just a little bit.
She only had a small goal in mind.
Leisurely sipping tea, she paused, "Isn't this place quite far from that hospital? Can I take a plane?"
A soul taking a plane?
To be honest, this question indeed put our Dr. Wen in a difficult position.
"Dear Tongtong, can a soul body use the skill of flying and burrowing?"
[Dear host, are you in a hurry to send him back, or are you in a hurry to inherit that hundred million?]
"I... want it all, is that okay?"
[You can pack up the leisurely tea-drinking patient, and arrive within ten breaths, but it will cost the host ten thousand reputation points.]
Knock, knock!
She even withheld five million, would she still care about this mere ten thousand?
"How do we pack it? You don't mean to put it in a courier bag, do you?" Wen Ying looked at You Ran sipping tea leisurely, feeling a bit troubled.
Can this person be folded up?
Even though he is a soul, mistreating him would still bring a sense of guilt!
"Dr. Wen, is there something you want to ask?"
"I want to ask, can your current body fold in half?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I mean, can you pack it up? Like folding clothes, folding it several times."
Leisurely sipping tea, a wistful gaze fell upon Wen Ying. Wen Ying also felt embarrassed, but she had no other solution at the moment.
"I'll give it a try."
Leisurely sipping tea and chatting, he bent over.
Good heavens! Another 180-degree turn of the head?
Wen Ying reached out her hand to cover her mouth, trying to make her expression look more like shock rather than wanting to laugh.
At times like this, you absolutely must not laugh; it would be disrespectful to your patients!
But watching his body fold and unfold, Wen Ying really couldn't hold back anymore!
"Dr. Wen, is that so?" Yuran folded the teacup effortlessly and looked at Dr. Wen, only to see a smile that he couldn't hide.
The leisurely tea-sipping gaze grew even more wistful.
He swore that he would definitely regain his honor in the future.
All gone!
"Dr. Wen, if you want to laugh, just go ahead. I can understand. After all, even I find my own actions laughable right now."
If this person weren't himself, Yoran Pining would really laugh out loud!
But at this moment, having folded several times, he had a strange feeling.
This folding game seems to be quite fun.
No, this can't go on. Wen Ying looked at the leisurely tea-sipping figure, now at this size, and directly activated the flying and burrowing skill.
Seeing the person disappear before her eyes, Wen Ying finally burst into laughter.
Finally, there was no need to endure the hardship anymore.
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Leisurely Sipping Tea opened his eyes and found himself lying on a hospital bed. He moved his arm, seemingly without any other sensation.
Only then did he sit up.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but in the past few days, his worldview had truly undergone a tremendous upheaval.
If he previously thought that Dr. Wen indeed had some skills but was still within the realm of humans, now he felt that Dr. Wen might no longer be within that realm. Could he be a living deity?
As for his own ancestor, Jiang Han was at a loss for words, almost costing him his life!
Leisurely sipping tea, it suddenly occurred to her that she had not yet told Dr. Wen her real name.
But then he felt relieved. How could Dr. Wen not know his name, Jiang Zhengyi?
After getting out of bed, Jiang Zheng took a few steps. Good, his body didn't feel stiff.
I just don't know how Dr. Wen managed to send his own soul back
As he turned around, Jiang Zhengyi suddenly saw the bright red bridal veil lying where he had just been.
Shouldn't the subordinates have taken this cover away by now?
How could it appear here?
Jiang Zhengyi put away the red veil, called his assistant in, and asked about a few things. Sure enough, the red veil and beads were still in the box.
After opening the box, the items lay there motionless.
And the red bridal veil in Jiang Zhengyi's pocket was still there.
After learning about the recent online events and the attacks on Dr. Wen, Jiang Zhengyi asked his assistant to post on Weibo, and took a photo to clarify for Dr. Wen, thanking him on Weibo.
The Weibo post had just been sent out-