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.

Jackson was about to walk out of the mall, the mall loudspeaker

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

rush to the east door of

nonstop sound on the radio had been ringing through the mall, with

found himself

escalator, Jackson saw a crowd of

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

way, everybody. I'm a doctor. I'll see what's

man, with almost the same age as the white-haired old man, appeared

to delay

be over seventy years, but he was ruddy

down and put his hand on the

old man was a doctor

again, looking at his eyelids while prying open his mouth, looked

out. The lack of ventilation has a great impact on the patient. Do not gossip. It’s

no one left, watching

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

needles shone in the

showed a look of confidence, proudly picked up a silver needle, and pierced it in the

crowd could

especially the art of silver needle. Many people had

today's world, western medicine was in the ascendant and Traditional Chinese medicine had come to a

saw a silver needle as long as about 10 cm almost stabbed into the patient's brain, which scared most

lifted the silver needles, and pierced

acupoint[Back of the head], Shangxing acupoint[upper forehead], glabella

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

after a while, the

gradually frowned.

treated many of these syncope symptoms. Generally speaking, patients would wake up now, but now what

youngster’s voice came from

“You're wrong!”

looked up and saw a young man in plain clothes, with

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