Chen Fang smile, said: "you do not want to leave here, then here, the future conditions will be better. If you don't have enough money, you can call Mo Nong and she will solve it for you. "
Wang Qing said, "OK, OK, OK! That must be enough. That's enough. We are not a business district, so the land price is zero. So the cost won't be too high. "
The next morning, Chen Fang and his party left.
Seeing off the whole village, Chen Fang's scenery has reached its climax.
However, when leaving the village, there was an accident.
A little girl stopped Chen Fang's RV.
Chen Fang and Qiao Ning get off curiously.
The villagers also wondered.
"Isn't this the child of Zhao Chunmei's family? What does she stop the car for?"
The villagers talked about it one after another, while Wang Qing told Chen Fang that the child's name was Zhao Xiaoju. Her father died last year, and now her mother is very ill. I'm afraid she won't live long. She is a very poor child.
When Chen Fang hears the words, he will have compassion. I feel that the child's life experience is as pitiful as his own.
As soon as Chen Fang appeared, Zhao Xiaoju knelt down for him. The little girl was only about six years old, wearing ragged and dirty clothes.
"Little girl, what's the matter with you?" Chen Fang holds the little girl up without feeling dirty.
Zhao Xiaoju timidly looked at Chen Fang, and then said: "uncle, I heard people in the village say that you are immortal. When you came yesterday, the roads in the village suddenly widened. Can you help my mother? "
What she said was tearful, and her sentences were not very clear. Fortunately, Chen Fang has been dealing with many villagers these days. I have a strong understanding of this dialect. After hearing this, he didn't say much, so he said, "OK, take me to see your mother."
He put down Zhao Xiaoju.
Zhao Xiaoju excitedly leads Chen Fang and his party to her home.
Qiao Ning said in a deep voice: "Chen Fang, don't change your destiny by force. There will be cause and effect."
With a smile, Chen Fang said, "if you think too much, what can be changed is not destiny. There is no way to change fate. "
Qiao Ning is slightly a Zheng, she suddenly feels that Chen Fang's words seem quite reasonable. It can be said that it is an enlightening speech that awakens the dreamer. Now, she doesn't say any more.
People in the village had already passed on Chen Fang to the gods. At this time, when Chen Fang was willing to save Zhao Xiaoju's mother, he was immediately elated, hoping to see some miracles.
Wang Qing was a little worried. As she walked, she said to Chen Fang, "Chen Fang, Xiao Ju's mother, I know, her mother is in the advanced stage of lung cancer. What can you do after you promise?"
Chen Fang said, "do my best."
Although Chen Fang did not say that he would cure Zhao Xiaoju's mother, the villagers have regarded him as a God. If his treatment fails, it will affect his reputation.
This is what Wang Qing is worried about.
Chen Fang doesn't care about reputation, but he cares about his mother's reputation. All he did was for his mother. Therefore, he should not have promised Zhao Xiaoju to come and have a look. But Zhao Xiaoju's life experience is poor, and Chen Fang can't be so beneficial.
Soon, the party arrived at Zhao Xiaoju's home.
Three days ago, when Chen Fang came, he also gave Zhao Xiaoju 5000 red envelopes. Five thousand yuan is nothing in a big city, but it is a considerable amount in this remote small village.
Zhao Xiaoju's family is already a real family.
Before coming here, it is hard to imagine that there will be such a poor family in the current social background. Zhao Xiaoju's home is dirty, messy and full of debris. The only furniture was a broken table and a puddle. Zhao Xiaoju's mother, Zhao Chunmei, fell asleep on the earth pit.
Although Zhao Xiaoju is clever and sensible, she is only six years old. So I'm not good at cleaning up the house.
Wang Qing stopped the villagers outside.
Chen Fang and Shen monong, Qiao Ning enter the house. Liu's mother and Zhao's mother also followed with their children in their arms.
Zhao Xiaoju leads Chen Fang to the earth pit.
Zhao Chunmei's face was sallow and pale, and there was no blood on her lips. His eyes were sunken, and he looked like a ghost. If you look at such a face in the middle of the night, you will be scared to death.
Zhao Chunmei is already in a confused state. She is suffering from illness all the time.
Shen Mo Nong sighed. She doesn't think Chen Fang can provide good information for Zhao Chunmei. After all, medicine can't kill her.
Qiao Ning did not speak, she actually has no way to treat such a disease.
Chen Fang didn't have to explore the pulse. He immediately understood Zhao Chunmei's physical condition. Although he had never studied medicine, he was not a miracle doctor. But with Chen Fang's cultivation today, we can see the human body very thoroughly. And they know how to use cells to help them recover.
So although he is not a miracle doctor, he is better than a miracle doctor.
The villagers outside are talking about it, and they are all crowding outside, looking forward.Chen Fang also frowned slightly after knowing Zhao Chunmei's situation.
Zhao Chunmei's condition is very bad. In the late stage of lung cancer, the whole lung is almost necrotic. Only a faint line still provides the basic function of her breathing. What's more, it has metastasized and other organs are beginning to fail.
It's not a panacea that can cure it. Because the panacea can't cure the organ failure, and Zhao Chunmei can't absorb the panacea at all. Even if she can, she can't bear it.
Chen Fang immediately communicated with Linghui monk in xuanhuang Shengu seed.
"Linghui, do you have any idea?" Chen Fang asked.
Monk Linghui knows about the outside world. He said: "I have a way, but I need your help."
Chen Fang Yixi, said: "no problem, how do you want me to help you?"
"Come back! Later, the poor monk wrapped her with branches and leaves to help her break the cocoon and rebirth. But I need a lot of mana. I will transform your mana into nourishment, and let all her organs regenerate and grow again. Including various small blood plates, cells and so on. If a man is dead and the spirit is gone, the poor monk really can't help it. But now her spirit is still there, so it's not a problem to treat such a mortal. "
Chen Fang said, "it's not too late. Let's go."
Monk Linghui suddenly said, "is it worth spending mana for such an irrelevant mortal?"
Without hesitation, Chen Fang said, "mana can be restored at any time. It's nothing. It's the duty of the people of the river and the lake to walk in the river and the lake and uphold justice. "
"But you are no longer a member of the Jianghu, Taoist friends. The monks only talk about interests!" Linghui monk said.
Chen Fang said, "then you can take me as an alternative."
Monk Linghui said with a smile, "I knew it would be the answer."
Then, the villagers saw Chen Fang perform miracles.