Chapter 1792 Take Action

"Okay," Feng Jun heard about Chinese antiques and agreed without saying a word, "Do you have any photos?"

"There are really no photos..." Paul smiled bitterly. He knew in his heart that he was afraid of meeting Chinese nationalists.

Chinese porcelain was once popular in the West, so for the Mai people, even if most Chinese cultural relics are not very precious, Chinese porcelain is still worth collecting, so he has some collections at home.

However, these things are just collections. His family has no plans to sell them, and he doesn't think they will be very valuable. In this case, why did he take photos?

Of course, he would not dare to say this to a nationalist, so he did not explain it.

Feng Jun nodded, "Okay, I'll send it to the Taoist temple in Amsterdam, Australia. Remember?"

He was too lazy to show off to the other party, saying how powerful I was, and he didn't want to let the other party know his base, so it was best to send him to Sophia.

As for the possibility that the other party might not implement it, he really didn't take it to heart - if you ask about Amsterdam's Taoist temple and still dare not implement it, then I respect you as a man.

However, the other party's reaction was beyond his expectation. Paul was startled for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, "Sofia?"

"Hey," it was Feng Jun's turn to be surprised, "You actually know her?"

"We know each other, but we're not familiar with each other." Paul smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes, looking very painful. "The Jensen family is bigger than mine, but we're not that far apart... We met at the reception. A few times, she was a shining jewel.”

In fact, he knew far more than he said. Sophia's rebellious behavior was not a big allusion in the upper class circles - no matter which country it was in, the upper class circles of the upper class were always so small. Group of people.

So Paul knew that Sophia was not only an apostate declared by the church, but also caused the FBI to turn their backs. Finally, she successfully broke out of the country and went to Australia to establish a Taoist temple, and she repeatedly performed miracles.

She is very popular among the young people in the upper class society, and many young people secretly admire her. Even though she left the country silently, and no one mentioned her later, they still followed her every move silently. There are so many people.

"It's good that you know." Once Feng Jun heard that this guy knew Sophia, this matter became much easier to handle. "Bring all the Chinese antiques over there. I will take what is needed, and you take the rest back."

"No need for this, I'll donate it all," Paul also understands. Sophia is already very scary. The people who are related to Sophia are Chinese. Can they be provoked casually? He didn't know how long this storm would last, and he didn't want anyone to be kicked out.

Feng Jun was too lazy to continue arguing with him. He took off his down jacket and blanket, squatted down, picked up his right leg, shook it suddenly, tugged it again, and slapped it with a muffled "Gaba" sound. , even Fernandez heard it.

Paul shivered in pain and the upper half of his body trembled, "Oh ho ho ho~~~"

"Okay," Feng Jun stood up and spoke again after a pause, "go into the tent to warm up for a while."

Paul felt very cold all the time, and he even thought he woke up from the cold - the cover on his body was not thin, but there was only one blanket under him, and he felt very cold.

So he stretched out his hands and actually stood up, "Huh? My legs...are they fine now?"

He really had to admire the other party's magic. When he heard that he might have dislocated his hip bone, he didn't particularly believe it, but after trying it, his right leg really couldn't move. He could feel cold and pain, but he couldn't move it.

Now that he can stand up casually, he really admires her from the bottom of his heart: he is indeed someone who can date Sophia!

Fernandez's eyes suddenly opened wide: You're right, your hip bone is dislocated... It's okay to just relax like this?

He knows quite a bit about dislocations, which can be easily cured or not. If the joint socket is not aligned correctly, it will leave some sequelae - it may not affect life, but it will make it difficult to exert force freely.

This is not the point. The point is that this kind of treatment requires a lot of strength, and it also depends on the patient's constitution.

Fernandez is very aware of Paul's physical condition: Although this guy may look slightly fat, he has been working out all year round and has a very low body fat rate.

It's really hard for people like this to connect their joints, and this time it's the hip bones, which makes it even more difficult.

He thought that if Mr. F wanted to set the bones, he would definitely have to call him for help - he would definitely not be able to take it down by himself, and he might have to ask Selina and Laura to come out and help hold Paul down.

As a result, now...it's solved so easily?

"Be careful," Feng Jun coughed lightly, "Your dislocation has not been dislocated for a long time, but don't use any force just after it is connected. It will take at least half a month to recover, and it will take a hundred days before you can move normally. Remember?"

"Remember, thank you Mr. F," Paul actually jumped towards the tent, holding a blanket and down jacket in his hands, looking a little funny.

But he's not just bouncing. After all, if he bounces too hard, his head will hurt, so he's just... limping around, right?

As a result, when he entered the tent, he had just zipped up the tent, and blood started to pour out from his collarbone.

It turned out that he had a wound here, which had been stopped just now, but with such a jump, not only the wound cracked, but also a slightly damaged artery completely exploded, spraying blood directly into the tent.

Neither of the two girls in the tent were medical students, so they couldn't help but scream when they saw what happened, especially Laura. She didn't understand at all, so she subconsciously called Fernandez, "Fair, come and save Paul...he's going to die." "

Selena had to be calmer. It was not uncommon for the Wind Chasers to encounter accidental injuries, so everyone had received first aid training. So she screamed, "I'll get the first aid kit!"

Because the temperature in the tent was relatively high, she not only took off her down coat, but also took off her down vest and thickened jeans. Basically, she was wearing thermal underwear, which perfectly outlined her curvy figure.

To be honest, Selena's appearance can basically reach 75 points, which is much better than Laura, and her figure is amazing, and she can crush Laura. Between movement and silence, it is really Show her advantages to the fullest.

"The first aid kit may not be effective," Feng Jun snorted and shook his head disapprovingly, "It's just for emergency use. The key to the question is, do you know how long we can stay around here?"

What he said was absolutely correct. Selina found the first aid kit. However, the damage to Paul's wound was not only relatively large, but also in a very tricky position. It could not be bandaged directly and could only be pressed with hands to stop the blood from spurting out.

However, Paul also had some cracks in his clavicle, and he couldn't help but grimace when others were exerting great force - it was really painful, and the bones were cracked.

Feng Jun looked at their helpless looks and sighed, "Come out and I will treat you."

Paul put his hand on his shoulder and limped out. Feng Jun raised his hand and tapped a few of his acupuncture points to stop the blood from flowing out. Then he took out a small bottle and handed it over, "Drink it."

Paul looked down and saw dark green juice in the white plastic bottle, and was immediately startled.

He had the intention to ask what it was, but then he thought that with the method Feng Jun showed just now, it wouldn't be so troublesome to harm him, so he raised his hand and tilted his neck, and poured a small bottle of juice into his mouth.

Feng Jun raised his hand and took the small bottle away from the other party's hand. He snorted coldly, "Are you still hesitant? If it weren't for the fact that there was no hospital around, you wouldn't be qualified to see this kind of thing. Do you know how much it is worth?"

This is a decoction made from Peiyuan Dan. It is mainly used to treat some emergency patients when it is inconvenient to use pills. One Peiyuan Dan is mixed into ten vials.

Paul was not sure whether the decoction was effective, but Feng Jun's volley shot really shocked him.

Fernandez was also startled. He stood nearby and saw clearly. He couldn't help but gasped, "Is this... an empty stomach?"

Feng Jun did not answer the question, but continued to speak to Paul, "Press the wound for five minutes, and then it will be fine."

Only then did Paul feel that warm currents spread rapidly from his stomach to his whole body, and his whole body felt extremely transparent for a moment.

He didn't dare to say anything and gave Feng Jun a thumbs up, "Thank you, it feels great!"

Five minutes later, he released his hand on his shoulder. Sure enough, the bleeding from the wound had stopped. He didn't know what the recovery was like.

But no matter what, his whole body felt much more comfortable, and the vague pain gradually turned into a feeling of swelling. UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔ He knew that this was when his body was changing for the better.

As soon as he raised his hand, he wanted to punch the other person to show friendship, but after thinking about it, Chinese people may not be familiar with such etiquette, so he opened his arms again and said with a smile, "Thank you Mr. F, I am much better now." .”

Feng Jun was not interested in the hugging ceremony, so he took a step back slightly and said indifferently, "Move slowly, don't open the wound."

This kind of reaction had a vague meaning of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but his identity was strange, and Paul couldn't care about it. He could only sneer and put down his arms, "So how much is a small bottle of potion... worth?"

"Two million dollars is not for sale," Feng Jun replied casually, "Since you know Sophia, let me ask you, how much do you have to pay to ask her for help once?"

Not selling for two million? Paul was secretly surprised at what he was eating. When he heard this question, he subconsciously answered, "Ask her for help. It's not about money."

Feng Jun nodded, "Yes, as long as you understand, it's not about money at all."

He can sell a Peiyuan Pill for 100 million, one tenth of it. Is it okay to sell it for 10 million? The most important thing is that he has no intention of selling it to anyone outside China.