The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 490 Angels After laughing, Pork spoke with derision, "Country boy, what's this about angels? You think you're in 'Genesis'? Parading around here pandering to the gullible, do you really think I'd buy into that? This is a hospital, not a place for religious worship!" "Uncle, you may disrespect me, but you should never disrespect the divine. If you insult the sacred, the angels might not heed my call. Then, there will be no thunder, and we won't be able to save the old man." "Divine? I don't believe in any of that superstitious stuff! And anyway, it's you, country boy, who would be disrespecting them!" "Me? How is appealing to the angels disrespectful?" Unable to stand more of their exchange, Jessica aimed a slap at Daniel's backside.

"Whack!" The hanger hit its mark perfectly.

"Ah!" Daniel yelled again, his tone as lively and passionate as ever.

"One more peep from you, and I'll beat you to death! Here's your hen, and your pen and paper too. Start now! I want to see how you're going to get the angels to work for you. If there's no lightning strike soon, I'll be the one to strike down this idiot!" "Honey, don't be so fierce! If you keep this up, I might have to let you go," Daniel playfully responded.

"What did you say? You, an idiot, have the guts to talk about divorce?" Jessica grabbed Daniel's ear and twisted fiercely.

"Ow! Mercy, honey! I was wrong! I won't ever dare it again!" Daniel was crying out in pain, begging for mercy. "Hurry up and save Grandpa!" "Don't rush, my dear. First, dilute the ink," Daniel ordered, indicating the pen. "You have to use vodka, not water, to dilute the ink. The effect is a million times better than using ordinary water." "What a hassle!" Jessica remained patient, although she complained and rolled her eyes at Daniel. She then assumed a genteel appearance, diluting the ink with tenderness and virtue sparkling in her demeanor.

Daniel caught hold of the hen and plucked a bunch of feathers from its backside, eliciting a cacophony of squawks.

"What are you doing?" Jessica asked.

"I need schicken feathers for the prayer!" "Why chicken feathers? You have a pen." "Feathers work better!" Then Daniel whispered something in Jessica's ear that turned her face beet red with embarrassment. Swatting at Daniel's back and cursing, she said, "Get lost! Shameless! I'll beat you to death!" Avery was completely confused by their interaction and curiously asked Jessica, "What did the country boy say to you?" "He's shameless! You ask him! No! Don't you dare ask him! And even if you asked, he better not say anything inappropriate!" Chapter 490 Angels After laughing, Pork spoke with derision, "Country boy, what's this about angels? You think you're in 'Genesis'? Parading around here pandering to the gullible, do you really think I'd buy into that? This is a hospital, not a place for religious worship!" "Uncle, you may disrespect me, but you should never disrespect the divine. If you insult the sacred, the angels might not heed my call. Then, there will be no thunder, and we won't be able to save the old man." "Divine? I don't believe in any of that superstitious stuff! And anyway, it's you, country boy, who would be disrespecting them!" "Me? How is appealing to the angels disrespectful?" Unable to stand more of their exchange, Jessica aimed a slap at Daniel's backside.

"Whack!" The hanger hit its mark perfectly.

"Ah!" Daniel yelled again, his tone as lively and passionate as ever.

"One more peep from you, and I'll beat you to death! Here's your hen, and your pen and paper too. Start now! I want to see how you're going to get the angels to work for you. If there's no lightning strike soon, I'll be the one to strike down this idiot!" "Honey, don't be so fierce! If you keep this up, I might have to let you go," Daniel playfully responded.

"What did you say? You, an idiot, have the guts to talk about divorce?" Jessica grabbed Daniel's ear and twisted fiercely.

"Ow! Mercy, honey! I was wrong! I won't ever dare it again!" Daniel was crying out in pain, begging for mercy. "Hurry up and save Grandpa!"

"Don't rush, my dear. First, dilute the ink," Daniel ordered, indicating the pen. "You have to use vodka, not You have to water, to dilute the ink. The effect is a million times better than using ordinary water." "What a hassle!"

Jessica remained patient, although she complained and rolled her eyes at Daniel. She then assumed a genteel appearance, diluting the ink with tenderness and virtue sparkling in her demeanor. Daniel caught hold of the hen and plucked a bunch of feathers from its backside, eliciting a cacophony of squawks.

"What are you doing?" Jessica asked.

"I need schicken feathers for the prayer!" "Why chicken feathers? You have a pen." "Feathers work better!"

Then Daniel whispered something in Jessica's ear that turned her face om beet red with embarrassment.

Swatting at Daniel's back and cursing, she said, "Get lost! Shameless! I'll beat you to death!" Avery was completely confused by their interaction and curiously asked Jessica, "What did the country boy say to you?" "He's shameless! You ask him! No! Don't you dare ask him! And even if you asked, he better not say anything inappropriate!"