Feng Jun discovered that Zhuang Haoyun and his wife were full of expectations, but the little guy had a suspicious look.

But he was too lazy to talk, raised his hand and held one of the other's legs, and sent a breath of energy into it.

"Ah ... it hurts," Zhuang Zesheng couldn't help but take a breath, and then cried out happily, "Mom, I feel it, a little pain, a little hot ..."

As he shouted, tears came out of the corners of his eyes, and at the next moment, he could n’t help crying, “Woooo ... my legs ... it ’s mine again.”

In the second half of his body, he not only lost his exercise ability, but also lost his pain nerves. The only thing left was a little tactile nerve. When he was pressed hard, he could feel that someone was touching himself.

"The pain is normal," Feng Jun straightened up, "undressed him."

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

Soon, Zhuang Zesheng was taken off with only one trousers left. Although he was skinny, his body was very clean, which shows that his parents still paid great attention to help him clean his body.

Feng Jun is a little surprised, but this is a good thing, he doesn't have to bear the nausea to massage the other party.

His hands were warm and powerful, and after a short massage, Zhuang Zesheng hummed comfortably.

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

Zhuang Haoyun saw this dark green pill and couldn't help looking at his wife—this is the medicine.

Feeding Pei Yuandan down, Feng Jun's big hand shot more than a hundred times on the other person's body, turned over, and shot another hundred times.

A total of five minutes, and then he straightened up, "Okay, don't defecate in the toilet on the car ... if necessary, go to the hillside, remember to dig a pit and bury it."

There is a toilet in the luxury bus, but it is easy to affect the smell of the car, especially if the other party is not "own". Feng Jun feels that it is already a matter of duty to provide them with a place to rest.

Of course, Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin were also considered outsiders at the time, but ... this car was originally made by others!

How do the dealers care about this small requirement? Seeing Feng Jun get off the train, Zhuang Haoyun came down.

He asked in a low voice, "Master ... My son can return to normal in a few days? Well, I am not asking for recovery."

"Six days," Feng Jun replied very positively, "I massage him once a day and take one medicine every other day. You should be able to walk by yourself on the sixth day ... You can just keep up with the nutrition, you can let as much as you want. How much does he eat. "

He didn't mean to control the other party's overeating, because Zhuang Zesheng's stomach was also affected by the qi, and there was still some erosion, and he couldn't eat too much, and it was synchronized with the recovery of his body.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated and asked, "This medicine ... After taking it, should you massage for ten minutes?"

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Ye Lao," Feng Jun looked at him with a smile, and then explained aloud, "That is Yuan Lao taking medicine. His body's function is shrinking, and he needs massage to catalyze the medicine. You Son does n’t need it. "

"Also," Zhuang Haoyun nodded and asked again after thinking about it, "How about the six-day treatment fee?"

Feng Jun answered after thinking about it, "10 million a day, six days to ensure that your son can walk down the ground."

In fact, he never thought about how to charge, and he did what he wanted.

There is no Pei Yuan Dan to buy in this plane, of course, the price is open with him-anyway, the other party is not bad.

Zhuang Haoyun was a bit big when he heard that, 60 million yuan was also a big sum for anyone. Of course, if he treated his son, it would n’t be a big deal, and he could afford it.

However, what he had originally thought was that you felt that it was a little inconvenient for us to live here for three months, then I pay every day according to today's standard-you are making money, can't you say inconvenience anymore?

But if 10 million per day, it would cost 9 billion for three months! ! !

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 nine hundred million yuan, he really can not come up with it.

If he broke down and sold the industry, he could get 90 million yuan, but he could barely make up 200 million yuan in cash. With borrowing, he dared to say that three or five billion yuan would not be a problem, but nine hundred million yuan is really terrible.

In fact, even if he paid out the 60 million yuan, the cash flow would have to be a large amount, even if it did not affect the business, but also have to consider the issue of reasonable distribution of other cash.

Zhuang Haoyun thought about it and asked with a wry smile, "What is the difference between these six days and three months?"

"Six days to cure the symptoms, three months to cure the root cause," Feng Jun took out the smoke again, respecting each other, and ordering one himself. "If you only cure the symptoms, you may commit another crime in the future ... Of course, you may not commit the crime again, that is him. made money."

That ’s okay. It ’s Zhuang Haoyun ’s first thought, but then he frowned, “How do I think it ’s not good if you do n’t cure the root cause? If you cure the root cause, do you just promise to stop committing it again?”

"This is certainly not the case," Feng Jun shook his head. He wished that the other party would only cure the symptoms, but the specific situation, he had to make it clear. "Under normal circumstances, the root cause will make up for the congenital deficiencies. year."

Zhuang Haoyun was tangled again when he heard it. He did n’t believe in the other party. What the master said did make sense. Is it not normal to make up for the lack of birth?

It will cost you 60 million to leave, but you will live many years less, and you will probably commit again.

After three months of complete cure, there is no such problem-after all, it is his own son, and it is a day to live one more day.

Anyway, it was a very tangled option. He couldn't help asking aloud, "What about your suggestion?"

"It's definitely better to heal," Feng Jun said honestly, "but what you say here affects me very much."

Zhuang Haoyun opened his mind and asked, "After six days, how much is enough for each day?"

"It's not a question of money," Feng Jun shook his head and answered very simply, "It was inconvenient for me, so to speak ... Lao Zhuang, you are barely a big man, others make you feel inconvenient. How much is appropriate? "

"This question ..." Zhuang Haoyun was a little crying and laughing, who dare to make him inconvenient, he can make the other party inconvenient for a lifetime.

He pondered for a while, "I can't understand this matter in a while and a half ... let me think for a few more days?"

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded. "There are still five days left, and I think slowly ... By the way, your son's mental state is not very good. I think he is very repulsive to me, which is not good."

He turned away, and Zhuang Haoyun finished smoking and walked into the car, only to find out, where is his son's mental state?

Zhuang Zesheng's condition was about to explode. He kept yelling and screaming, and his tears were spurting without spending money.

As for the bad impression of Feng Jun? He could n’t wait to hold Master Feng up to heaven, “It ’s amazing, Mom and Dad ... how can you find such a person?”

The mother looked at him and smiled, and raised her hand to wipe a tear, then spoke softly, "Mother and father just didn't give up, as long as you work hard, as long as there is such a possibility, of course you can find it."

"There are definitely few such people in our country," Zhuang Zesheng said thoughtfully. In fact, when encountering this disease, they may not have many options. There are only a few well-known experts in the country. After looking for each one, I was looking for strangers and strangers everywhere.

Why did Zhuang Haoyun have contact with Buddhism and Taoism? That's because he even treated his son's disease as a "Chinese evil".

It feels ridiculous, right? But there is no way, they have tried all means, really no way.

Therefore, when Feng Jun's shot is effective, Zhuang Zesheng will not think that he is lucky, and encountered a master who does not come out of the world-there may be many such masters.

He was very sure, "Maybe the entire China, he alone can cure me."

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Zhuang Haoyun saw that he had no prejudice to Master Feng, but the kind he worshipped, so he rested his mind and asked the question he cares about, "How does it feel?"

The effect is very good, Zhuang Zesheng has already felt, his legs are swollen, his stomach is warm, and he feels full of energy all over his body-in fact needless to say anything else ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Just said that Feng Jun stretched out his hand and could make His leg hurts, which shows that he has real skills.

"That's good," Zhuang Haoyun saw his son so happy, and could not help but spoil again, "The master said, six days ... as long as six days, you can walk down the ground."

"Six days ... really?" Zhuang Zesheng hadn't had time to speak yet. His mother cried out first, her tears lingering more and more. When she arrived, she cried out, "Son, it's dad." Mom, I'm sorry for you. "

Anyway, weeping with joy, everyone knows.

Zhuang Zesheng is confused about the cause and effect of this matter. He probably guessed that he was hurt by "shakes". Parents may have made a mistake in this process.

Anyway, he would n’t think that my dad and mom would deliberately injure themselves, and when she saw her crying, she quickly reached out and pulled her hand, "Mom, nothing ... Is n’t it going to be okay now?"

His mother still cried aloud, unable to stop her, as if she had to vent the tortures she had endured in the past four years.

Zhuang Zesheng waited a moment, his eyes rolled, "Oh, my stomach hurts, I want to go to the toilet ..."

This method couldn't be more effective. His mother heard the words and cried abruptly. Although her tears couldn't stop for a while, she asked with great concern, "Is it a solution?"

Zhuang Zesheng originally shouted casually, but at the next moment, he felt abdominal pain like a wrinkle, "Oh God, why is it so painful?"

In the bus, in addition to the three dealers, is a driver named Ge.

The driver and Zhuang Haoyun carried Zhuang Zesheng out of the car, while also carrying a wooden chair hollowed out in the center-Zhuang Zesheng had been sitting on this chair for so many years.

At the next moment, a strange smell came, and driver Ge couldn't help but say, "pua ~ pua ~ what you eat ..."