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.

about to walk out of the mall,

notice, urgent notice. Is there any doctor here? Please rush to the east door of the mall immediately. There is an emergency patient needed

to the east door of the mall immediately. There is an emergency patient

on the radio had been ringing

and found himself on the east

got off the escalator, Jackson saw a crowd of

midst of the crowd, an old man with gray hair lay on the

I'm a doctor. I'll see what's going

old man, with almost the same age

to delay the

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

down and put his hand on the patient's

was a doctor of traditional Chinese

patient’s pulse for a while, observed the patient's condition again, looking at his eyelids while prying

out. The lack of ventilation has a great impact on the

but no one left,

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

shone in the eyes of

silver needle, and pierced it in the patient's

could not help

history, especially the art of silver needle.

world, western medicine was in the ascendant and Traditional Chinese medicine had come to a dead

10 cm almost stabbed into the

hand. He confidently lifted the silver needles, and

head], Shangxing acupoint[upper forehead], glabella acupoint[ophryon], and Sishencong

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

while,

old man's brow gradually frowned. It was

his medical life, seldom symptoms had he never seen, and he had treated many of these syncope symptoms. Generally speaking, patients would wake up now,

youngster’s voice came from

“You're wrong!”

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

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