Chapter 959: The elder sister

Huahua opened the jade boxes one by one, and screened the first object of his mouth. This time, Gazi and others could not concentrate on cultivation-what are those boxes, spiders, centipedes, snakes, toads ...
Even Huahua released a green wasp that was the size of a ping pong ball, and the wasp wanted to fly away, was hit by Huahua with one wing, and then picked it up, and skillfully stuffed it into the jade box.
After a long time of thinking about the difficulty of selection, I finally decided to put the grubs of the thousand machine worms temporarily and then start eating from the grub that was the lowest.
But if it eats a grub, it won't be in front of others-this is the case with spiritual animals. It puts the jade box back into the spirit beast bag and flies back to the spirit planting next door, where it is its territory.
After Feng Jun came back, he continued to prepare all kinds of goods, and at the same time, Sansheng Wine started to produce wine again.
On this day, Sister Lou personally came to thank her. Her hands and feet had returned to normal. She was sitting in an SUV, and the trunk was filled with special products from her hometown: peanuts, sweet potato flour, soybeans, pheasants, hares and so on.
Sister Lou means that no valuables are produced at home, but these are pure natural and non-polluting things. I hope that Feng Jun will not be dismissed.
Feng Jun of course accepted it with a smile, and then gave her back a bag of ten pounds of rice, and said repeatedly: this thing is for you, do n’t give it to others, otherwise, next time I won't give you away.
These things sent by the old lady are indeed good things in the eyes of people in big cities, and they are not available on the market, but Feng Jun's most indispensable is this kind of natural and non-polluting things-the mobile phone plane is like this Something is gone.
The ten kilograms of spiritual rice he sent out is the real price. Apart from the health benefits of health, this is the only part of the planet that cannot be measured by money.
But he enjoyed the process very much, and the rescued knew that gratitude would make him happy.
He even entertained the old lady for a meal.
After the meal, Sister Lou called him aside and said that someone knew his illness was cured by Luohua Manor, and other patients inquired about it and wanted to come here to treat the disease again-"I guess I feel, you may not be willing to give them Governance, right? "
Feng Jun felt that he liked Sister Lou's work style more and more. "Yes, this is not just a matter of money. At the time, I was able to treat you. It was also a mistake."
Does Feng Jun lack money? Of course, it is relatively lacking. Although he is a profit-making monopoly, or a monopoly of cross-plane, but hundreds of tons of gold can not be cashed in his hands, this capital chain ... is also relatively tense.
However, the storm that the Dou family set off in Zhengyang told him that a large amount of cash income is really easy to be used as a essay. At that time, the investigation of Sansheng Wine was interrupted, otherwise he will inevitably encounter some troubles.
But he is most worried about the disease of motor neurons-this is a worldwide incurable disease!
If he cures a few more people, it's impossible not to get everyone's attention, and then ... there must be more trouble.
He was able to heal Sister Lou, although some people paid for the high cost of treatment, but it was also because Yang Yuxin released the wind-someone gave him the bottom.
Sister Lou could consider his emotions and did not publicize it, which made him very happy, but when he thought of Ren Zhixiang, the young patient with cerebral infarction, he was a little puzzled, "Are you sympathetic to seeing those patients with frostbite?"
What Ren Zhixiang wanted to do in a nursing home was to let the majority of patients reap the gospel.
Feng Jun also supports Ren Zhixiang's idea, that is the rehabilitation of cerebral infarction, and the effect depends on word of mouth. This can be publicized through viral transmission. There is no standard for measuring the specific therapeutic effect, but the patient is aware of it, and it is not easy for the outside world to pay attention to.
Sister Lou answered very frankly, "They ... I also have sympathy, but I pulled a few of my brothers and sisters out of it, and I didn't survive on the sympathy of others. First of all, I have to fight for my own luck. I hope that others will be pitiful. Not enough. "
After a pause, she went on to say, "You have helped me, I must first consider your feelings, as for the people I sympathize with ... they must be behind you!"
When Feng Jun heard this, he immediately felt a lot of emotion. It is indeed the eldest sister who can train the ju-level cadres. One person pulls so many younger brothers and sisters. It is really impossible to count on only those kind-hearted people. Sober and brave.
Although the other party is just a mortal, he admires such a spirit, so he nodded with a smile, "Since you say so, then I agree that you introduce a person to cure the disease, no matter when ... but it can only be one people."
"You can rest assured," Sister Lou nodded and replied very simply, "Thank you Master Feng for trusting me, this quota, I would rather waste it than give it to those who are not reliable."
"Haha," Feng Jun laughed and smiled happily. "Sister Sister is really happy. If you have any discomfort in the future, come to Luohua to turn around ... Maybe I can have a way."
The elder sister kept thanking her, and then remembered one more thing, "Yes, my brother may also introduce the patient, promised not to agree, you see it, it has nothing to do with me."
"Your younger brother?" Feng Jun froze for a moment, who has such a big face to introduce me to the patient? "Oh, Mr. Lou?"
"He is touching one now," Sister Lou said angrily, "It's a little ri, my grandfather, grandma, uncle, second grandpa ... all died in the hands of little ri, I will never introduce them!"
"Well," Feng Jun nodded. "It makes sense. I hate Xiaori Ben. If they have money, I won't make any money."
Sister Lou's eyes were narrowed with a smile, "Master Feng is really a good person, I know you can't forget the national hatred."
It was obvious that she also wanted to persuade him not to take the list, but she didn't want to force her benefactor without knowing his thoughts, but she was a little tangled in her heart. When she agreed, she was so happy.
This world thing really can't bear to talk about it, the second day Lou elder sister left, but President Han specially stayed and told him this matter alone.
Han is always the one who helps Sister Lou to pay, and he is also generous. He told Feng Jun that a hospital in Beijing has treated some patients with gradual freezing disease, and two of them are rich in their homes. I hope they can please Feng Jun shot to cure the disease.
However, Mr. Han also knew Master Feng's difficulty, and at the beginning, he said that if the master did not want to go to Beijing, he could persuade the patient to come here to "try luck"-this word has absolutely no meaning of disrespect. Of suspicion.
As for the money ... It ’s easy to say, if you hear the price and dare to come, you wo n’t care about the money.
Feng Jun did not refuse very sternly, but just asked, "Can I sign the confidentiality clause?"
"This ... it should be no problem," Mr. Han promised this time, and he was a little bit emboldened. In fact, he had other considerations. "There are experts who want to talk to you about the treatment of gradual freezing disease. ? "
"Inconvenient," Feng Jun answered very simply, "I never said that I am a doctor!"
President Han was stunned and looked at the other party in surprise, but he didn't know what to say-he knew this one had a temper.
However, after a pause, he whispered, "But Master Feng, if you can dilute the cost of this technology, you can benefit hundreds of thousands of people with gradual freezing disease in the world."
Feng Jun glanced at him helplessly, "When I couldn't afford Zheng Yang's house, I thought to myself, if house prices could be controlled at about double the cost price, how many billions of house slaves would benefit."
Mr. Han's mouth twitched, and he said that your present net worth is enough to buy the courtyard house in Beijing. What other house slaves are you talking about? Isn't this funny? You are betraying your class.
But in the end, he only justified a little, "House prices ... This topic is too big, can we not talk about politics?"
"If you don't talk about politics, let's talk about cost," Feng Jun said lightly. "My treatment plan, the cost can't come down ... Johnson has such a long life because of the disease, what is the most critical factor? Not because of the cocktail Therapy, but because he has money! "
President Han's face was quite bitter, and he sighed for a long time, "That rich ... can it be cured?"
"Of course, those with money can be cured, but ... Why should I cure?" Feng Jun answered naturally, "I can't find a second treatment on the planet, and I don't lose money, I just want friends Live happily ... "
"I will not consider the thoughts of people I don't know. Perhaps it seems to you that this is a very selfish behavior, but when I can't afford a house and are not qualified to buy a homestead, no one has been selfless to my Grand Duke ... … "
President Han was silent, and it took a long time to speak out, "Master, have you thought about your future development direction?"
"No," Feng Jun shook his head ~ EbookFREE.me ~ replied with a smile, "The money I have is enough for me to eat and drink every night and wait for death, or to regenerate more than 20 children, how much to stay there It ’s useless to give them money ... and save the competition for family property. "
You ... President Han really has no way to evaluate Feng Jun. After a pause, he laughed aloud, "Too much money is really bad. It is rare that Master Feng is so young, he has a Buddhist mentality, but, Lou The Secretary still wants you to treat someone. "
"He wanted me to be treated, so he had to come and tell me," Feng Jun said, really crazy how crazy-but to be honest, he is really qualified to say this.
But instead of continuing to struggle, he asked aloud, "Who should I treat?"
Mr. Han hesitated and replied, "A Japanese friend is the first heir of a Japanese company. Whether he has a friendly attitude to China is crucial. His competitors only recognize Marichan."
What does this have to do with me? Feng Jun dismissed his lips disapprovingly, "How many Chinese people haven't enjoyed it, Ben people can't rule the sun!"
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