Golden Fishery

v2 Chapter 957: .God gift is not so good (2/10)

"Weiss is the healthiest of my sons. At least he is the healthiest so far. But he is still not very good. Didn't you take him to do vigorous exercises? He can't do it." George asked.

  "Does running count as strenuous exercise?"

   "Of course!" George became nervous.

  Qin Shiou waved his hand and said, “Don’t get excited, I didn’t take him to do vigorous exercises, but just took a bath together. He is fine now and is sleeping with me.”

George breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Weiss is a sensible child. Apart from being linked to Kung Fu, he will go crazy whenever he talks about Chinese Kung Fu. This is related to his childhood experience, which was my negligence at the time. I just want to Let Weiss enjoy the same life as a normal child. He didn't expect that he was bullied at school, but he was sensible and didn't say anything when he went home."

  "Until a righteous Chinese teenager helped him, from then on he regarded Chinese Kung Fu as his hope in life, but I knew he could not learn this kind of thing, and I tried to isolate him from the connection with Chinese Kung Fu..."

"Wait, take the liberty to insert a word, sir, Weiss said that his classmate's father opened the martial arts gym, but later moved away. Wouldn't you let them move out, right?" Qin Shiou looked at George suspiciously .

  George nodded flatly and said, “Yes, it’s me. I invested his classmate’s father in a larger martial arts gym in Switzerland. They left voluntarily. Is there a problem?”

  Qin Shiou shrugged and motioned for him to continue.

"Weiss is like a spring. I underestimated his stubbornness, because in the past he showed a soft and well-behaved side in front of me and his mother. I prohibited him from contacting Chinese Kung Fu, but instead he personally contacted even more. That's too much. I even used my pocket money to hire an international student to be his Chinese teacher."

"Everything is God's arrangement. The foreign student is still a fan of martial arts culture, Xite, if it weren't for me to ask a private investigator to investigate this matter. I thought it was my opponent who deliberately designed my child!" George couldn't bear it. He burst into foul language, and finally no longer the image of the Iron Man.

  Qin Shiou said without understanding: "Why do you have such an opinion on Chinese Kung Fu?"

  George said loudly: "No, I don’t have an opinion on Chinese Kung Fu, but Weiss can’t get involved in high-intensity exercise! His body is not allowed! Absolutely not allowed! His. Oh, God!"

  Speaking of this, the father covered his face with his hands and bent down. Qin Shiou didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to pat his shoulder.

George's body was shaken. It is estimated that no one has done this to him. He quickly controlled his emotions and said: "I understand now. It is useless to simply prohibit it, so I am looking for you. Father Qin Si, I hope You can change Weiss’s consciousness and let him stop being so obsessed with Chinese Kungfu."

  Qin Shiou was silent for a moment, and said, "So, haven't you done this before?"

George smiled bitterly: "I sell American heroes to Weiss, especially Iron Man. I even asked Robert Downey Jr. to put on Iron Man's armor to celebrate his birthday, but **** it, what is he? No use at all!"

   "No use at all? Don't American kids like these heroes the most?"

"But actually Downey is not a hero, he is a hero on the screen! Do you know what Weiss did after meeting him? He prepared a red brick, then handed it to Downey and asked him to split the red brick. Can you imagine Iron Man's face at the time?" George grinned bitterly.

  I imagined Iron Man holding a brick in his hand but feeling helpless, Qin Shiou couldn't help laughing.

  George slowly talked about his son and explained some of the things he had done. He acquiesced to Qin Shiou being the master of Weiss, so he hoped that Qin Shiou could understand Weiss better.

  Finally, after chatting together. Qin Shiou asked, "Do you trust me so much? Give me your son?"

  George said calmly: "I'm not at ease. But Weiss chose you. In addition, I asked some people who know you. Although they don't think highly of you, they all say you are a good person. An upright person."

  "What do you mean by low evaluation?" Qin Shiou accurately grasped the problem.

  George looked embarrassed, he coughed vigorously. Muttered: "Damn it, I have something wrong with my trachea. I have to go out first and talk later, Father Qin Si, talk later."

  Speaking, he stood up and walked out the door quickly.

  Qin Shiou shouted: "The last question, what kind of disease is Weiss?"

George's rushing pace stopped, and his stiff back seemed to hesitate a little: "Congenital functional hematopoietic aplastic disorder, God prepared a gift for white children alone, a gift that you and your children will never receive, **** it. Gift!"

Qin Shiou took out his mobile phone and immediately inquired about this disease. This is a disease unique to white children. It is a genetic problem. The hematopoietic stem cells in the bone marrow will lose activity with age. Early medication and blood transfusion can alleviate the symptoms. But it can last up to sixteen years old.

   Putting away the phone, he bid farewell to Cole and went to the beach, wanting to blow the sea breeze to relax, because he didn't know whether the Poseidon energy could change human genes.

  Moreover, if he has cured Weiss, how can he explain this problem? The health problems of the children of American steel tycoons have been recorded in many major hospitals.

  He walked casually, and walked to the side of the dock behind. Some people were waiting here, but he didn't care. As a result, someone pulled his clothes.

  Qin Shiou woke up from contemplation. He turned his head and saw a delicate and pretty face. It was the Dubai princess Samara. Behind the princess were the inseparable square-faced bodyguard and the grinning Afef.

   "What are you thinking? I called you several times, but you didn't agree." Princess Lori frowned and said with dissatisfaction.

  Qin Shiou smiled and said: "Well, I apologize, what are you doing?"

  Princess Lori said happily: "We are going to see corals and fish for nice shells, and we may catch some interesting little crabs. Would you like to go together?"

Qin Shiou opened his hands and said that he was not interested. Princess Lolita shook his sleeves and said: "Go, you are the owner of the fisherman. You must know where the most beautiful shells are. I have never fished shells by myself. And I still have them. It’s boring to be with the brother I hate, just the two of us."

  Afef coughed and said, “Samara, you can’t judge your brother like that. God doesn’t like girls who speak bad words behind others.”

   Princess Lolita smiled sweetly, and said: "Then, who is the first to secretly speak ill of Hamanra to me? I have said a lot."

  Afef blinked, and quickly pulled Princess Lolita to aside, whispering in a low voice, wondering what she was talking about.

  Qin Shiou laughed loudly. It must be what Afefu said to Princess Lolita when he was a teenager. As a result, people remembered it now and became a good bargaining chip. (To be continued~^~)