Chapter 312

Book:Trash Son Is the Supreme Doctor Published:2024-6-2

Brucille felt that his life was rapidly slipping away. He had to live no matter what.
Brucille, who was leaning against the refrigerator, took three to four hours to recover some strength.
Just now, when he was in a semi-conscious state, he remembered that his second uncle had a personal housekeeper. When the housekeeper was young, he had fought in the world with his second uncle, but he had retired more than a decade ago.
Brucille began to search frantically for his brain cells, searching for the old butler to return to his hometown.
He had never interfered in the management of Second Uncle’s company, so it was impossible for him to ask about everything in the company now.
After his uncle paved the main road for him, Benedict rushed out halfway.
Brucille took the train to the south. Seven or eight hours later, he arrived at a train station in a county. When he arrived here, it was already more than two o’clock in the morning, and the train station was 30 kilometers away from the county.
What made him even more sad was that he was the only one who got off the bus. It made people feel cold in the train station on the hillside.
When he came out of the exit, he saw a gray taxi with a sign on it. It seemed that he had paid for it.
“Little brother, don’t look at me. I’m the only one in the car. I really carried it tonight. I didn’t have a person 20 minutes ago in the last train. This time, you’re the only one left.”
Brucille had no choice but to open the passenger seat and get in.
“Brother, where are you going?”
“I’m going to Xie Family Community in the county.”
The driver frowned and thought for a long time before he said, “The community was demolished a few years ago, and the people living in it were scattered in several nearby residential areas.”
Brucille only remembered that the housekeeper was called Black Dragon. He didn’t know much else.
He booked a room in the hotel and stayed there. The next morning, he inquired about them one by one in the nearby community.
His hard work paid off. On the fourth day, he finally found the old man who was suspected to be a black dragon.
According to the aunt’s advice, Brucille came to a teahouse. There were four words on the door of the teahouse, “Xie Family’s Teahouse”.
Uncle Black Dragon’s real surname was Xie. It seemed that he had found the real owner this time.
In the hall of the teahouse, there was an old man sitting in a wheelchair, who was as bald as him.
“Hello, sir. Do you know Black Dragon?”
The eyes of the old man in the wheelchair lit up. “Young man, what are you looking for Black Dragon for? Who are you?”
“My name is Brucille, and I have a distant Second Uncle. His name is Evan.”
The old man’s eyes were narrowed into a slit as he sized Brucille up. He then said, “Even though I’m older and my legs are no longer useful, there’s nothing wrong with my head. Although I haven’t seen Xiao Fan for many years, I won’t look like you.”
“Are you Uncle Black Dragon?”
Black Dragon felt that the young man in front of him might really know something about Elder Ye, so he took him to a small room. When he learned that Evan had been killed, he burst into tears.
Brucille only said that he shared the same name as Evan’s nephew. He didn’t even believe in his own mother when he said such nonsense as rebirth, so he made up a reasonable lie.
Black Dragon guessed that there must be an extraordinary relationship between Brucille and Mr. Yip. If it weren’t for this relationship, it was impossible for him to know so many things about Mr. Yip.
Brucille explained his purpose. He hoped that Uncle Black Dragon could return to Jianghu and help him take back the Yip family’s property.
But Uncle Black Dragon’s legs are already disabled and he is sitting in a wheelchair. I’m afraid that this wish will never come to an end.
The meridians and bones of Uncle Black Dragon’s legs were badly damaged. Even if Hua Tuo was alive, he could do nothing.
Black Dragon regarded Brucille as another substitute. When he learned that his master was killed by Benedict, the fire in his heart was instantly ignited.
“Xiao Fan, what you said is enough to prove your identity. Elder Ye treated me like a mountain when I was alive, but my legs failed and I couldn’t serve the Yip family anymore.”
“But I have a disciple, nicknamed Winged Snake. He was a bartender in a bar in the county and asked him to follow you to do something big. He was an orphan without parents. He brought this necklace to him and asked him to go with you directly.”
The necklace in the hands of the black dragon uncle was a bit strange, a bit similar to the original tribe’s natives. After the hunt, the necklace was made of animal teeth.
“Thank you, Uncle Black Dragon. When I get all this back, I’ll invite you to the city to retire. If you have any difficulties in life, please let me do them. Do you have any family?”
Uncle Black Dragon smiled bitterly and did not answer. Brucille looked at his expression and was afraid that he would die of loneliness.
Holding Uncle Black Dragon’s necklace, Brucille entered the bar after dark. The name Winged Snake was quite domineering. It was one of the top ten divine beasts in history.
Just by hearing this name, he knew that this guy should be quite powerful.
The bar was extremely noisy and the environment was also very bad. The bartender was making cocktail to show off his plump muscles, which attracted a group of female fans to scream wildly.
“Brother Snake, I’m going to drink the ‘Blue Life-and-Death Love’ tonight. I’m out of love.”
“Brother Snake, I’m going to have a wedding night. I want to find a man to enter the wedding night.”
“Snake, my sister has been a little upset recently. Give me a cup of ‘Dark Night Flower Fire’ to completely ignite my passion…”
Brucille was dumbfounded at this time. He didn’t know what he should want. This Brother Snake must be the person he was looking for. He was 1. 8 meters tall and looked as handsome as him.
Through his broad arms and thick muscles, it showed that he was a strong man.
Perhaps it felt a gust of cold wind blowing on its face, it raised its head and looked at Brucille. Brucille sat on the bar counter and said loudly, “Brother, just give me a cup of wine to moisten your throat.”
The Flying-Snake was very fast. It didn’t take long for the wine to be ready. There was some blue liquid under it. The middle was yellow, the top was green, and the top was red. There were several ice cubes in the middle. It looked like a dream.
“F*ck off!”
Brucille was about to taste the snake’s cooking when the chair under his butt flew away.
Someone kicked the chair. Fortunately, he jumped down in time, or he would have fallen out with the chair.
This glass of wine spilled all over his body. After standing firm, he looked at the strong man with an unkind look.
“Brother, shouldn’t you apologize for what you did just now?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know whose territory it is. I’m in a bad mood today and I’ll disappear in front of me.”
Six or seven people followed behind the big man. It seemed that they were also local bullies.
Viper handed him a glass of wine. “Fabian, calm down.”
Fabian grabbed the cup and threw it directly at the head of the flying serpent. The red strawberry juice looked like blood.