A black motorcycle jacket, a head full of dirty braids and heavy smoky makeup weren't enough. On his face, there was also a red-brown scar shaped like a centipede, crawling across his entire left cheek!,After all, the deceased Chairman Li, under the silver needle in his hand, actually breathed again.,Li Ze Yan clenched his hand hanging by his side: "I've been looking for the Golden and Silver God Doctor. As long as the Gold God Doctor agrees to take the job, my dad will be fine."。