King's Back

Chapter 60 Who Said He Would Die

Jackson wore a blue pinstripes suit that seemed tailor-made for him, showing off his broad pectoral muscles and powerful waist.

He was even more stylish and noble than the male stars on the wall posters.

"I'll take all the ones I've tried. Besides, bring me a pair of sunglasses."

Take it all?

The girl was so surprised that she couldn’t close her mouth. All the clothes added up to at least one million yuan.

That day's orders were more than any other worker' orders in a month.

She blinked her big eyes and wondered how much she would get.

"Why, is there any problem?"

Jackson wondered when she didn't say anything.

"Oh, no, Sir. I'll put it up for you. Just a moment, please."

Moments later, the pretty girl packed up all the clothes and then took Jackson's diamond card to pay for the clothes.

After a slight sound, the card paid successfully!

The saleswomen opened their eyes wide. My god, this guy was really a rich man!

And the beautiful saleswoman’s hands were shaking. The commission this time was at least 100 thousand!

The other four salespersons felt being hit in the face, especially the salesman, who couldn't even look at Jackson.

"Sir, we have a delivery service. If you can't pick it up yourself, we can deliver it to your door." said a saleswoman warmly.

Jackson nodded and said, "All right, I'll give you the address."

Leaving his address, Jackson smartly turned and left the Versace store.

to walk out of the mall, the mall loudspeaker

there any doctor here? Please rush to the east door of the mall immediately. There is an

there any doctor here? Please rush to the east door of the mall

had been ringing through the mall, with a

sign and found

saw a crowd of people huddling

old man with gray hair lay on the ground, his face as white as paper, his

doctor. I'll see what's going

same age

not daring to delay the time, hastened to make way for

to be

stooped down and put

a

patient's condition again, looking at his eyelids while prying open his mouth,

has a great impact on the patient. Do not gossip. It’s more important

crowd slowly dispersed, but no one left, watching them

out the silver needle bag he was carrying from his suit, opened it on

shone in the eyes of the

showed a look of confidence, proudly picked up a silver needle, and pierced it in the patient's brain acupoint, and then most of the needle disappeared

could

had a long history, especially the art of silver needle.

today's world, western medicine was in the ascendant and Traditional Chinese

as about 10 cm almost stabbed into the

the old man did not stop at hand. He confidently lifted

the head], Shangxing acupoint[upper forehead],

four silver needles were inserted into the four acupoints of the patient's brain. And the old man sweated

after a while, the

old man's brow gradually

seen, and he had treated many of these syncope

youngster’s

“You're wrong!”

old man looked up and saw a young man in plain clothes, with arms crossed, looking at him with great

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