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.

of the mall, the

Please rush to the east door of the mall immediately. There

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

on the radio had been ringing through the mall,

and found himself on

got off the escalator, Jackson saw

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

with almost the same age as

delay the time, hastened

man was of medium height, and looked to be over seventy years, but he was ruddy

old man stooped down and put his hand on

man was a doctor of

eyelids while prying open his mouth, looked at the

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

no one left, watching them from a

the silver needle bag he was carrying

shone in the eyes of

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

could

long history, especially the art of silver needle.

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

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

hand. He confidently lifted the silver needles,

forehead], glabella

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

a while, the patient was

man's brow gradually frowned. It

seldom symptoms had he never seen, and he had treated many of these syncope symptoms. Generally

youngster’s voice came from

“You're wrong!”

and saw a young man in plain clothes, with arms crossed, looking at him with

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