Chapter 238

Wang Chenglin and the old lady stare at Zhao Fugui. They tightly clench their fists, and they dare not give up. The young guards outside the Farmhouse Inn noticed the tension in the room and began to look back frequently. They all knew that it was a critical moment.

Zhao Fugui, with a dignified face, took out a small spoon of blood Ganoderma lucidum soup from the frying pan. The soup made by blood Ganoderma lucidum has no taste, but the color of the soup is amber. You can see that it's not ordinary.

Zhao Fugui took out a small spoon of herbal soup and immediately cooled it. Then he quickly walked to Wang you, lifted Wang You's head slightly, and immediately poured it down to him.

Wang you even has no swallowing ability now. Zhao Fugui holds Wang You's neck and inputs a force slightly. Daoli stimulates Wang You's acupoints. Wang You's throat wriggles and swallows the decoction of blood Ganoderma lucidum into his stomach.

The power of blood Ganoderma lucidum is very powerful. After entering Wang You's stomach, it starts to spread out immediately. Wang You's organs destroyed by cancer cells began to be moistened by the medicine, and a little vitality began to gather. Under the dual effect of Lingquan water and blood Ganoderma lucidum, Wang You's body began to recover a little vitality.

Wang You's body began to improve, and the strong dead Qi began to fluctuate, but it didn't dissipate much. Zhao Fugui knew that it was because Wang you was too weak. Even with the medicinal power of Lingquan water and blood Ganoderma lucidum, his body will be recovered for a while.

Zhao Fugui looks cautious. He turns Wang you over and makes him lie on the edge of the barrel. Then he took out the silver needle and began to take a breath.

This is the nine turn golden needle technique in Taiping Taoist art. It is used to stimulate the potential of the body. It can't be used easily until it's critical. Zhao Fugui learned the golden needle technique of 1.9 turn, but this is the first time he really used it. Even he is not sure. But Wang you has reached such a level that he can't be saved without this method.

Zhao Fugui opened his eyes and saw the meridians and acupoints on Wang You's back. He quickly inserted the silver needle into Wang You's acupoints. Every time Zhao Fugui dropped the needle, he injected a force to stimulate the acupoints, and soon his forehead was covered with sweat.

After half a sound, Zhao Fugui slowly spits out a mouthful of turbid gas, and his hand moves slowly. Until the last gold needle falls on Wang You's big acupoint on the spine, Zhao Fugui finally stops.

"Wow As soon as Zhao Fugui stopped, Wang You vomited a big mouthful of blood again. However, seeing this mouthful of blood, Zhao Fugui was slightly relieved.

Because the blood Wang You vomited is black, which is a large part of the dirty things in his body. Zhao Fugui forced him to vomit it with nine turn golden needle technique. If he vomited it, Wang You's life would be saved temporarily.

With Wang you spitting out the dirty blood, the strong dead Qi on his body finally began to loosen, and the speed of the disease eater's swallowing the disease Qi also began to accelerate, and everything was developing for the better.

"Well, it's OK for the time being!" After wiping the sweat on his head, Zhao Fugui said with a long breath, "I'll feed him a spoonful of medicine soup every 15 minutes. Until the middle of the night, the water in the bucket starts to get muddy. Then I can take him out! Mr. Wang, you can do it. I have something else to deal with! "

Kimura longer of Shenzhu club has been waiting outside the Farmhouse Inn since half an hour ago. The guards outside have blocked him. He doesn't argue and just waits outside.

Zhao Fugui is embarrassed to keep him waiting. After all, he wants to earn the Japanese money, so after Wang you is OK, he is ready to talk to Kimura longer first.

"Well, I'll do it, I'll do it!" Wang Chenglin saw that his son's breathing was gradually stable, and his pale face also recovered a trace of blood color. He was immediately overjoyed and came quickly to take over Zhao Fugui's work.

"Mr. Kimura, let's talk about it!" Zhao Fugui washed his hands, went to the door of the Farmhouse Inn and said to Kimura longer, who was wearing a stiff suit.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao. Thank you for your valuable time!" When Kimura opened his mouth, he spoke fluent Chinese.

"It's amazing that Mr. Kimura can speak Chinese!" Zhao Fugui was a little surprised that Kimura ryunoji could speak Chinese, but then he thought that many Japanese enterprises have come to China to do business and earn money from Chinese people in recent years. It's not surprising that they can speak Chinese. "Mr. Kimura, this way, please. Let's talk in the office."

"All right, Mr. Zhao. We'll take care of our guests." Kimura nods, turns around and follows Zhao Fugui to the direction of the farm stove.

Kimura's entourage is quite a lot. In addition to the Japanese appraisers in the morning, there are seven or eight new people in suits. Most of these people are carrying briefcases. It is estimated that there are lawyers and other people in them who are responsible for handling contracts.

There are a lot of people in Kimura's second belt. Looking at the situation, I hope that I will come here this time and talk about the contract. Zhao Fugui is sincere. Zhao Fugui takes Kimura longer to the direction of a small farm stove, and Chen Yihan comes here soon. If he wants to talk about this kind of big business, Chen Yihan is sure to check it out.

"Mr. Kimura, please have a seat!" Zhao Fugui and Kimura longer came to the farm stove. The farm stove was very busy. All the seats were filled with tourists. After a few people went upstairs, they entered the office and became a little quieter."Mr. Zhao's business here is really good. Inoue and others said that Mr. Zhao's fruit is not only very delicious, but also other food is extraordinary. It seems that it's true!" Kimura said politely, then sat down with Zhao Fugui.

Shenzhu club, a multinational company, certainly doesn't like this business, and Zhao Fugui doesn't take Kimura's polite words to heart.

"Mr. Kimura, you're welcome. The things I have here are OK." Zhao Fugui is modest and ready to talk with Kimura longer. At this time, Wang Chenglin runs over nervously.

"Mr. Zhao, go and have a look. There is something wrong with my son!" Wang Chenglin said eagerly.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Zhao Fugui's face changed, he quickly stood up. The business is now out of business. "Mr. Kimura, I'm so sorry. Please have a rest here. We'll talk about it after dawn tomorrow."

"If Mr. Zhao is in a hurry, he should be busy first. We are not in a hurry!" Kimura said quickly.

"Meaning, you arrange to entertain them, I'll go and have a look!" Zhao Fugui tells Chen Yihan in a hurry and immediately follows Wang Chenglin to the Farmhouse Inn.

Zhao Fugui and Wang Chenglin run to the Farmhouse Inn in a hurry. At the same time, on the dark urban and rural roads, a shadow stealthily touches Xiaowan village.