Insect King Evolution System

Early the next morning, Wen Du was eating when Long Xiao came.

Wen Du held a bun: "Master Long, do you want to eat some together?" "

No need, no need, I'll eat." Master Long refused.

In the car.

"Master Long, I'll call you Uncle Long in the future, don't you mind?" Wen Du sat in the back seat and said to Long Xiao who was sitting in the co-pilot.

Long Xiao turned his head: "Don't mind, Mr. Lu, it's my pleasure." Haha," he laughed.

"Uncle Long, you can just call me Wendu in the future. Wen Du pouted. He always felt that it was awkward to call Uncle Long, could it be that he had watched too much of Cheng Long's adventures?"

Okay, Wendu, we're almost there, don't be afraid to see Lao Li later. Uncle Long smiled at Wen Du.

Wen knows that what he said about don't be afraid is disgusting, but it is not obvious.

"Well, Uncle Long, I'll see the big scene today.

Wendu, they said and arrived at their destination. It's not far, just over 20 minutes away.

This is a place where one ring is wrapped in one ring, and the more you go inside, the more surprised Wen Du becomes.

Rows and rows of soldiers are training and patrolling, and the rows are very imposing.

They walked to a door, and no one stopped them.

"Uncle Long, are you going to go in to see my father?"

The man looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with very long, yellow-dyed hair, and acne marks on his face.

"En" Uncle Long gave a sigh of encouragement, and introduced Wendu: "Wendu, this is Li Jiaming, Lao Li's eldest son, 25 years old. "

Uncle Long, who is this?" Li Jiaming looked at Uncle Long and asked sharply.

Long Xiao was interrupted by him, and said in a slightly bad tone: "This is the doctor I found, who treats your father, you have an opinion."

"Haha..."After Li Jiaming laughed, he looked at Wen Du: "How old are you? Just you, a doctor?"

Long Xiao and Wen Du ignored him, and the two of them opened the door and walked inside.

"Hmm!" Wen Du covered his nose, the smell was like the smell of a small animal that began to rot after it died.

"You... Hmm!" Li Jiaming wanted to come in and stop Wendu, but was smoked out by his father's smell.

Long Xiao didn't cover his nose, but he also frowned.

On the bed lay a man, covered with a white sheet, with only one head exposed, for his head was facing the door.

"Brother Long, you're here. The man spoke, in a calm tone.

Wen Du took out two pieces of paper, conched his nose, and walked to the person's side: "Uncle, you haven't even looked back, so you know that Uncle Long is here

?" "En?" The person lying on the bed was surprised: "He is the only one who can come in so silently." Hello lad.

At this time, Long Xiao also walked to his side and looked at him apologetically: "Lao Li, this is Wendu, the doctor I found for you." Hahaha......" Long Xiao said and laughed again, probably thinking that he would be fine soon, happy.

"Oh, young man, can I still cure it?" the man's face did not fluctuate, just a calm face, as if he looked down on life and death.

"Uncle, no matter what you are, I can cure you. Wen Du said confidently to the man.

Because Wen Du remembered a sentence. "Whether the treatment of patients is good or not also depends on the patient's own mentality.

"Really, you might as well take a look at my body first. The man was emotional, but it was clear that he was dissatisfied.

At this time, Li Jiaming pinched his nose and came in: "What are you doing, hurry up and get out, you can come in with such a big smell, are you human." His voice, which was already sharp, was sharpened by pinching his nose.

Wen Du looked at Long Xiao and found that Long Xiao's face was ugly, because he scolded Long Xiao together with his words.

I looked at the man lying on the bed again, and found that he was still calm, as if it was none of his business.

Wendu didn't pay attention to Li Jiaming, he said to Long Xiao: "Uncle Long, pull open the sheets." "

Alas, don't you understand what I'm saying?" Li Jiaming's voice remembered again.

"Hehe..."Wen Du suddenly laughed, he looked at the person on the bed and asked, "Uncle, let me ask, is this really your son?"