The Skills Are All God-Level Passives, And The Job-Changing Mad God Of War!

Chapter 593

In the living room, the old woman opened the gift Arirang bought, and then took out two bottles of wine.

"This wine is from abroad. It tastes good. Try it." The old woman opened one of the bottles of red wine and filled Arirang's glass.

Arilang took a sip and said with a smile: "It smells so good, so good! Will I still have a chance after I come back this time?"

"What do you want to do?" The old woman raised her head and looked at Arirang in surprise.

Arirang smiled at this time and said: "This time, I didn't come back empty-handed."

The old woman frowned and said, "Son, didn't I say that if you want to come back, we won't stop you. But don't do whatever you want..."

Arirang smiled and said: "Mom, you are serious. I am not a three-year-old child, so why would I do this?"

The old woman sighed, "Anyway, just keep it in mind. You are still studying. Your studies are the most important thing. Don't think about these messy things."

Arirang suddenly said: "Mom, is there really a supernatural power in this world?"

The old woman's face was slightly condensed, she shook her head and said, "Son, Mom doesn't understand what you are talking about."

"Really?" Arilang chuckled, then changed the subject and said, "Mom, how are you doing recently?"

"fine."

"Mom, actually it was you who saved me in the first place. If it weren't for you..."

"Don't mention it, it's life, you are my son, of course mom will save you."

Arirang smiled.

He knew that his father was a very traditional man...but before he was twelve years old, everything seemed to be different.

"I'm back."

Arirang looked at this wooden building full of ancient feeling and couldn't help but sigh.

His father has spent half his life here, and he has always taken care of him during the years he left.

"Master, are we and our husband still cooking tonight's menu?" The old woman came towards her, "This is..."

Arilang looked at this kind and gentle old woman, and warmth suddenly came into his heart. He held the old woman's hand and said, "Mom, let me introduce to you. This is the doctor I invited back. He is here for a special trip." I came here to treat you, hoping to cure your illness."

When the old woman heard this, she grabbed the man's arm excitedly and asked quickly: "Doctor, what is your name?"

"Aunt, my name is..."

In the evening, the Japanese car slowly stopped in front of the old house.

Alilang and the man got out of the car and walked straight into the house.

This is an independent courtyard. Although it is old, the overall decoration is still very good - at least it is more in line with Arirang's aesthetics.

This man is Alilang's father, Bas Ali.

The old woman has gone to bed.

At this time, the two walked into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there were two servants, surrounding a stove, cooking.

Seeing a visitor coming, he quickly stood up and said, "Hello, sir and madam. 0"

"Hello."

Arirang nodded towards the two servants, and then looked towards his father.

"sit down."

Buzz was still lying on the sofa.

Alilang sat down and then said with a smile: "Dad, this is Dr. Zhang. He heard about your injury, so he came here to take a look.

"Really?" Bass nodded, then looked at Zhang Wei and said, "Are you studying medicine?"

"Yes, I graduated from the Affiliated Medical University in Nanzhou City." Zhang Wei replied quickly.

Bass nodded, "In that case, please check it for me.

Zhang Wei quickly took out the tool box and began to examine Bass's legs.

"Doctor Zhang, how is my father's condition?"

Zhang Wei lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly said: "Mr. Bass, your leg has broken bones and muscle atrophy. Logically speaking, it should be inflamed in the early stage... I suspect there is something wrong with your blood. "

"Blood? What problem 2.4?"

"Does your blood contain poison?"

Zhang Wei looked at Bas and asked seriously for a moment.

Bass was stunned, and then said bitterly: "Doctor Zhang, what do you mean? How can my blood contain poison?"

Zhang Wei took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mr. Bass, your leg has been severely injured."

"What?"

Zhang Wei pointed at Bass's ankle at this time, "Your leg's tibia and fibula were broken, causing a lot of blood loss. During this period, you need blood transfusions every day.'