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Chapter 82-Undead Meat

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Speaking of this, Kong Jingting nodded frequently. At that time, he could hardly see his father for a month.

It's really busy.

"Before I left the hospital, I did a full-body examination in the hospital. Only after this examination did I know how bad my body was, my stomach, heart rate, and blood clots appeared in my brain. Then continue, I think I really won’t survive for a year. Life is alive, but in just a few decades, money and honor are all things outside of the body. After a busy life, I finally retire, but collapsed in bed. Do you want to have a good life after being a vegetative? As the saying goes, there is no filial son before the bed for a long time. I believe that no matter how filial you are, you will give me shit and piss every day. You will not be filial for long, right? Human life Only once, and every part on my body is very expensive, so I chose to retreat at the moment of my highest light..."

Listening to his father's words, Kong Jingting nodded repeatedly.

Yes, when his father chose to retire, it caused a lot of public opinion in the medical field, saying that this old man was stupid, and it was at the peak of his life.

But no one understands better than him that health is the first thing. If people lose health, everything is zero.

When the old man said this, he could feel extremely proud.

"You look at me now, can you tell that I am 105 years old?"

Kong Jingting nodded in agreement.

"Dad, it's not like at all, it looks like we are like brothers."

"Hahaha, haha..."

Seeing Dad smile so comfortably, I feel very happy...

"So, if you work for another year or two, you can retire. Look at your belly. You are getting thinner and thinner. Your belly will not decrease any more. It is a heavy burden on the heart, especially at night. Stop eating at eight o’clock in the evening. If you continue to eat, the third high will come to you. Remember to not sit there all the time when you are fine. Always walk around. Go out for a run at night. Those wealthy diseases will be over in your life..."

Although Kong Jingting is in his seventies, he looks like a child in front of his father Kong Fangyuan, a good boy.

"Dad, I know, from today, don't eat supper."

"Not only can you not eat supper, you can't smoke, and drink. It was said that drinking is good. Now the latest research shows that drinking is not a good thing, and it is also recognized as a first-degree carcinogen. When you are fine, don't make any noise. , What about it, pay attention to the more authoritative medical official accounts like Doctor Dingxiang..."

"Dad, I'm paying attention, the official account and Douyin are all paying attention."

"It's useless to pay attention. You have to read it and keep it in your heart. Later, you will add rules. No matter what occasions in the future, you will not drink. You understand."

Hearing this, Kong Jingting scratched his head, like a child, and retorted in a low voice: "No, Dad, you always don't let me drink, then you still drink two or two a day."

"You know what a fart, this is Fushou wine, this is not wine at all, but longevity water. Speaking of this Fushou wine, then you have to tell you about this skeleton flower, let's go, let you see me Where to put wine."

He was made mysterious by his father, which aroused the curiosity of Kong Jingting again, and hurriedly followed.

When he arrived in the study room, what he didn't expect was that the old man pressed on the wall and a secret door appeared, and there was a passage down from the back of his study room.

"I'll go, Dad, there are still facilities in your room? When did you steal a secret path?"

"You kid, in my own house, do I still have to steal it? This is where I specialize in making Fushou wine. The temperature can be better controlled here. There is no need to make a fuss. There is nothing but wine here. ."

"Hey, you're just my son anyway, you can figure it out by yourself."

"Smelly boy, come on, look, that's the skeleton flower..."

The old man pointed his finger.

Looking along the finger, I saw a very large transparent glass cylinder on the big table.

Similar to the company's in the fish tank.

Under the light, there seemed to be some fluffy things floating in the wine.

And there was a skull in this big wine tank.

"Ah, Dad, why is there a human head here, you can't..."

To be honest, if it wasn't for this man to be his father, he would really think he killed someone and soaked his skull in the wine.

Thanks to it during the day, if you see this scene at night, you won't be scared to death.

"Nothing, do you think your father killed someone? I am a doctor. My vocation is to treat diseases and save people, not to kill people. What do you think of when you are so old?"

Kong Jingting's face blushed as he said this.

"No, Dad, this, this is too much like a human head?"

"Yeah, how can it be called a skull flower if it's not like a human head? This is also the wonder of nature."

"Dad, me, how do I see this thing is soft? It's almost like silicone."

"Don't be afraid, come closer and take a look."

Kong Jingting now boldly approached.

"Dad, it looks like a big piece of fat? It looks like jade again. Can you still see cotton?"

The old man nodded, and said with the warm light: "It looks like meat, but it is not meat, but it can also be called meat. It has a scientific name: Immortal Meat."

"Ah, immortal meat? Meat Ganoderma?"

Kong Fangyuan smiled, and faintly smiled: "This skeleton flower is actually the same as Tai Sui, but the flesh is transparent, you can see obvious squirming, and it grows very slowly. It has been decades. It's less than five centimeters longer."

"Dad, whether it's this immortal meat or that old age, it's hard to find. Where did you get this? You didn't buy it, right?"

He knows that Dad likes to play antiques, bracelets, and walnuts, including these old objects. He has a big room with all his collections.

It can be said that once those things are sold, they can be sold for a lot of money.

The old man took the magnifying glass next to him and watched carefully.

While watching, he said: "I didn't buy this. Think about it. Don't even talk about the skeleton flower of undead flesh. Even if it's a piece of Tai Sui, it's something you can meet and don't get. Who gets it? Not willing to sell it. Well, I have to start with a mountain climbing."

Hearing this, Kong Jingting understood that Dad started telling stories again.

It seems that when he was a child, he especially liked his father telling ghost stories and all kinds of strange things encountered in the hospital. Although some did not understand at the time, he listened with gusto every time.

"I don't remember exactly what year it was. I just remember that it was a rare vacation. I'll make an appointment with you Uncle Lin, Warburg, and a friend of a mountaineering team to go hiking together..."