Chapter 572

Feng Jun finds out that Zhuang Haoyun's eyes are full of expectations, but the little guy has a suspicious look.

However, he was too lazy to speak. He raised his hand and pressed each other's leg. A aura was sent in.

"Ah It hurts, "Zhuang Zesheng couldn't help taking a cold breath, and then exclaimed happily," Mom, I feel it, a little pain, a little heat... "

As he yelled, tears came out of the corner of his eyes. The next moment, he could not help crying out, "Wuwu My legs It's mine again. "

His lower part of the body not only lost the ability of movement, but also lost the pain nerve. The only thing he had was a little tactile nerve. When he was pressed hard, he could feel that someone was touching himself.

"The pain is normal," Feng Junzhi got up, "and took off his clothes for him."

In recent days, Zheng Yang is relatively cold, but his words, no one questioned.

Soon, Zhuang Zesheng was stripped to the bottom of his pants. Although he was skin and bone, his body was very clean. It can be seen that his parents paid great attention to helping him clean his body.

Feng Jun was a little bit surprised, but it's a good thing. He doesn't have to bear the nausea to massage each other.

His hands were warm and powerful. After a short massage, Zhuang Ze Sheng groaned comfortably.

After pressing the front and back for about ten minutes, Feng Jun took out a pill and said, "open your mouth!"

When Zhuang Haoyun saw the dark green pill, he couldn't help looking at his wife - it was the pill.

When Peiyuan Dan was fed, Feng Jun took more than 100 shots on the other side, turned over and took more than 100 shots.

That's five minutes. Then he straightened up and said, "well, don't pee in the toilet in the car If necessary, go to the hillside and dig a hole to bury it. "

There is a toilet in the limousine, but it's easy to affect the smell of the bus, especially when the other party is not "one's own". Feng Jun thinks it's his utmost duty to provide them with a place to rest.

Of course, Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin were outsiders, but This car belongs to someone else!

How can the makers care about this small requirement? Seeing Feng Jun get off the car, Zhuang Haoyun followed him down.

He asked in a low voice, "master How many days can my son return to normal? Well, I'm not asking about recovery. "

"Six days," Feng Jun replied with great certainty, "I give him a massage every day and take one pill every other day. On the sixth day, I should be able to walk by myself You just keep up with the nutrition. You will let him eat as much as he wants to eat. "

He didn't mean to control each other's overeating, because Zhuang Zesheng's stomach was also affected by the evil Qi, and there was also some erosion. He couldn't eat much to his heart's content, which was synchronized with his body's recovery.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated and asked, "this medicine After eating, you should massage for about ten minutes, right

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Mr. Ye," Feng Jun said with a smile. "That's Mr. Yuan taking the medicine. His body function is atrophic. He needs massage to catalyze the power of the medicine. Your son doesn't need it."

"Yes," Zhuang Haoyun nodded. After thinking about it, he asked, "how about the treatment fee for these six days?"

After six days, Feng Jun would like to answer, "you can guarantee a son."

In fact, he didn't think about how to charge. He was very free.

There is no Peiyuan Dan to buy at all. Of course, the price is up to him - anyway, the other side is not bad for money.

Zhuang Haoyun also nodded his head when he heard that 60 million is a lot of money for anyone. Of course, if he treats his son, it's nothing. He can afford it.

However, what he thought was that it was a little inconvenient for us to live here for three months. Then I pay according to today's standard every day - you earn money, can't you say it's inconvenient?

But if you pay 10 million every day for three months, it will cost 900 million!!!

Zhuang Haoyun has always believed that the problem that money can solve is not a problem, but at this moment, he really dare not say so, because he can't come up with 900 million yuan.

If he sells his property, he can make up 900 million yuan, but he can barely make up 200 million yuan in cash. With loans, he dares to say that 3.5 billion yuan is not a problem, but 900 million yuan is really fatal.

In fact, even if he pays 60 million yuan, his cash flow will be much less. Even if it doesn't affect business, we have to consider the issue of reasonable distribution of other cash.

Zhuang Haoyun thought about it and asked with a bitter smile, "what's the difference between these six days and three months?"

"Cure the symptoms in six days and cure the root cause in three months," Feng Jun said again, taking out a cigarette, offering a piece of respect to the other party, and lighting one himself. "If you only treat the symptoms, you may commit it again in the future Of course, he may not make it any more, that is, he earned it. "

It's OK to treat the symptoms. Zhuang Haoyun's first thought was this, but then he frowned, "how do I think it's bad if we don't treat the root cause? Is it just a guarantee that we will not make it again if we cure the root cause? "

"It's certainly not like this," Feng Jun shook his head. He wished the other party would only treat the symptoms, but he had to make it clear about the specific situation. "Under normal circumstances, the root cause makes up for the congenital deficiency, and it's reasonable to say that he can live another 20 or 30 years."After hearing this, Zhuang Haoyun was puzzled again. He didn't believe in each other. What the master said is really reasonable. It's not normal to make up for the congenital deficiency. Isn't short life?

You can leave for 60 million, but you will live many years less, maybe you will make it again.

Take three months to completely cure, there is no such problem - after all, is his son, live one more day is a day.

Anyway, it was a tangled option. He couldn't help asking, "what's your suggestion, master?"

"The cure must be good," Feng Jun also told the truth, "but your words here affect me very much."

After six days, how much is enough for each day

"It's not about money," Feng Jun said, shaking his head. "It's inconvenient for me. Let's put it this way Lao Zhuang, you are just a big man. Other people make you feel inconvenient. How much does it suit him to compensate you? "

"This question..." Zhuang Haoyun can't laugh or cry. Who dares to make him inconvenient? He can make him inconvenient all his life.

He thought for a while, "I can't understand this matter for a while Let me think a few more days? "

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded. "There are still five days to go. Take your time By the way, your son's mental state is not very good. I think he's very repulsive to me, but it's not good. "

When Zhuang Haoyun turned to the car, he was shocked to find that his son was not in a good mental state?

Zhuang Zesheng's condition was so good that he was about to explode. He kept yelling, and his tears gushed freely.

As for the bad impression of Feng Jun? He wanted to hold master Feng to the sky, "it's amazing, mom and Dad How can you find such a man? "

My mother looked at him, smile, also raised her hand to wipe a tear, then soft voice said, "Dad and mom just didn't give up, as long as you work hard, as long as there is this possibility, of course, you can find it."

"There are certainly not many such people in our country," said Zhuang Zesheng thoughtfully. In fact, when they encounter this disease, they may not have many choices. There are only a few well-known experts in the country. After searching one by one, they are looking for strange people everywhere.

Why did Zhuang Haoyun have contact with Buddhism and Taoism? That is, he even treated his son's illness as "Zhongxie".

It's kind of funny, isn't it? But there's no way. They've tried everything. There's really no way.

Therefore, when Feng Jun's shot is effective, Zhuang Zesheng will not think that he is lucky to meet an expert who is not born in the world - there may be many such experts.

He is very sure, "maybe the whole China, he alone can cure me."

"Well, let's not talk about this," said Zhuang Haoyun. Seeing that he was not prejudiced against master Feng, but worshipped him, he put down his heart and asked him the question he cared about. "How do you feel about the effect?"

The effect is very good. Zhuang Zesheng has already felt that his legs are swelling, his stomach is warm, and he feels energetic all over his body. In fact, needless to say anything else, the fact that Feng Jun can make his legs ache when he reaches out his hand shows that he has real ability.

"That's good," said Zhuang Haoyun. Seeing that his son was so happy, he couldn't help playing the spoiler. "The master said, six days In six days, you can walk on the ground. "

"Six days Really? " Before Zhuang Zesheng had time to speak, his mother cried first, and her tears became more and more uncontrollable. Later, she cried out, "son, it's my parents who are sorry for you."

Anyway, it's just crying with joy, you know.

Zhuang Zesheng is confused about the cause and effect of this incident. He probably guessed that he was hurt by some "evil spirit". His parents may have made some mistakes in this process.

Anyway, he didn't think that his parents would deliberately hurt themselves. Seeing her crying, he quickly reached for her hand and said, "Mom, nothing Isn't it going to be better now? "

His mother was still crying. She couldn't stop it. It seemed that she wanted to vent all the suffering she had suffered in the past four years.

Zhuang Zesheng waited for a moment, his eyes turned, "ouch, I have a stomachache, I want to go to the toilet..."

This method can't be used any more. His mother's crying stopped suddenly when she heard the words. Although her tears couldn't stop for a while, she asked with great concern, "is it Xie Da Shou?"

Zhuangzesheng had been shouting casually, but the next moment, he felt abdominal pain like strangulation, "oh my God, how can it be so painful?"

In the bus, in addition to the three members of the dealer, there was a driver surnamed Ge.

The driver and Zhuang Haoyun lifted Zhuang Zesheng out of the car with a wooden chair that had been hollowed out of the center. Zhuang Zesheng had been sitting on this chair for so many years to urinate.

The next moment, a strange smell came, and driver Ge couldn't help but turn his head, "PUA ~ PUA ~ what did you eat..."

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