Chapter 574 Crying All over the Place

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

However, he was too lazy to speak. He raised his hand and held down one of the opponent's legs, sending a stream of spiritual energy into it.

"Ah...it hurts so much," Zhuang Zesheng couldn't help but take a breath, and then cried out happily, "Mom, I can feel it, it hurts a bit, it feels a bit hot..."

As he shouted, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. The next moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Woo... my legs... are mine again."

Not only did he lose the ability to move in the lower half of his body, but he also lost his pain-sensing nerves. He only retained a little tactile nerve. When he was pressed hard, he could feel someone touching him.

"The pain is normal," Feng Jun straightened up, "Take off his clothes."

In recent days, Zheng Yang has been relatively cold, but no one questioned what he said.

Soon, Zhuang Zesheng was stripped down to his trousers. Although he was skin and bones, his body was very clean, which showed that his parents still paid great attention to cleaning his body.

Feng Jun was a little surprised, but this was a good thing. He didn't have to endure nausea to massage the other person.

His hands were warm and strong, and after a while of massaging, Zhuang Zesheng actually started to hum in comfort.

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

When Zhuang Haoyun saw this dark green pill, he couldn't help but look at his wife - this was it.

After taking the Peiyuan Pill, Feng Jun patted the opponent's body for more than a hundred times, turned over, and patted him for more than a hundred times.

It only lasted five minutes in total. Then he straightened up and said, "Okay, don't urinate in the toilet in the car... If you need it, go to the hillside and remember to dig a hole and bury it."

There is a toilet in the luxury bus, but it can easily affect the smell of the bus, especially if the other party is not "one of our own". Feng Jun feels that being able to provide them with a place to rest is already the most benevolent thing.

Of course, Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin were considered outsiders back then, but... this car originally belonged to someone else!

Why would the dealer care about this small request? Seeing Feng Jun get out of the car, Zhuang Haoyun followed him.

He asked in a low voice, "Master... how many days will it take for my son to return to normal? Well, I'm not asking about recovery."

"Six days," Feng Jun replied very firmly, "I will massage him once a day and take a pill every other day. He should be able to walk on his own on the sixth day... Just keep up with the nutrition. You can let him eat as much as he wants. How much does he eat?"

He had no intention of controlling the other person's overeating, because Zhuang Zesheng's stomach was also affected by evil spirits and was still a bit rotten. He could not eat much even if he ate to his heart's content, which was in sync with his body's recovery.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated and asked, "This medicine... should be massaged for about ten minutes after taking it, right?"

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Mr. Ye," Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile, and then explained aloud, "That was Mr. Yuan taking medicine. His body functions are shrinking and he needs massage to catalyze the power of the medicine. You My son doesn’t need it.”

"That's true," Zhuang Haoyun nodded, and then asked after thinking about it, "Then how are the six days of treatment fees calculated?"

Feng Jun thought about it and then replied, "Ten million a day, I guarantee that your son can walk in six days."

In fact, he didn't even think about how to charge, he just did as he pleased.

There is no Peiyuan Pill to buy in this plane, so of course the price is up to him - the other party is not short of money anyway.

Zhuang Haoyun was a little confused when he heard it. Sixty million was a lot of money for anyone. Of course, if he was treating his son, it would be nothing, and he could afford it.

However, what he originally thought was, if you think it is a bit inconvenient for us to live here for three months, then I will pay according to today's standards every day - you have made money, you can't say it is inconvenient anymore, right?

But if you pay 10 million per day, if you pay like this for three months, it will cost 900 million! ! !

Zhuang Haoyun has always believed that problems that can be solved by money are not problems, but at this moment, he really doesn't dare to say that because he really can't come up with 900 million.

If he goes bankrupt and sells off his property, he can raise 900 million, but he can barely raise 200 million in cash. With loans, he dares to say that 3 to 5 billion won't be a problem, but 900 million is really fatal.

In fact, even if he pays out the 60 million, his cash flow will be significantly reduced. Even if it does not affect the business, he still has to consider the issue of rational allocation of other cash.

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

"Six days to treat the symptoms, three months to treat the root cause." Feng Jun took out his cigarette again, offered one to the other party, and lit one himself. "If you only treat the symptoms, you may commit the crime again in the future... Of course, you may not commit the crime again. That's him." made money."

It's okay to just treat the symptoms. Zhuang Haoyun's first thought was this, but then he frowned, "Why do I think it's not good if we don't treat the root cause? If we cure the root cause, do we just promise not to do it again?"

"That's definitely not the case," Feng Jun shook his head. He wished that the other party would only treat the symptoms, but he had to explain the specific situation clearly. "Under normal circumstances, treating the root cause makes up for the innate deficiencies. It stands to reason that you can live twenty or thirty more years." Year."

Zhuang Haoyun was confused again after hearing this. It's not that he didn't believe the other party - what the master said did make sense. If you can't make up for your innate deficiencies, isn't it normal for you to have a short life?

You can leave for 60 million, but you will lose many years of your life and may do it again.

If it takes three months to be completely cured, this problem will no longer exist - after all, it is my son, and one more day is worth living.

Anyway, it was a very confusing option. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's your suggestion?"

"It will definitely be good to be cured," Feng Jun said truthfully, "but if you are here, it will affect me very much."

Zhuang Haoyun was heartbroken and simply asked, "After six days, how much money will be enough per day?"

"It's not about money," Feng Jun shook his head and answered simply, "It's the inconvenience it caused me. Let's put it this way... Lao Zhuang, you are barely a big shot. If someone else makes you feel inconvenient, he will compensate you." How much is appropriate?”

"This question..." Zhuang Haoyun was a little dumbfounded. Whoever dared to make him inconvenient would be inconvenienced for the rest of his life.

He thought for a while, "I can't figure this out for a while... Do you want me to think about it for a few more days?"

"Okay," Feng Jun nodded, "There are still five days, think about it slowly... By the way, your son's mental state is not very good. I think he is quite repulsive to me. This is not good."

He turned around and left. After Zhuang Haoyun finished smoking and walked into the car, he was shocked to realize that his son was in a bad mental state.

Zhuang Zesheng's condition was so good that he was about to explode. He kept yelling and tears were flowing freely.

As for having a bad impression of Feng Jun? He wished he could lift Master Feng to the sky, "It's amazing, Mom and Dad...how could you find such a person?"

Mom looked at him and smiled, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and then spoke softly, "Mom and dad just didn't give up. As long as we work hard, as long as it's possible, of course we can find it."

"There are certainly not many people like this in our country," Zhuang Zesheng said thoughtfully. In fact, they may not have many choices when it comes to this kind of disease. There are only a few well-known experts in the country. After searching one by one, Just looking for strange people everywhere.

Why did Zhuang Haoyun have contact with Buddhism and Taoism? That is, he even treated his son's illness as an "evil".

Feels a bit ridiculous, right? But there is no way, they have tried all means, and they are really out of ideas.

Therefore, when Feng Jun's action is effective, Zhuang Zesheng will not think that he is lucky and has met an unparalleled master - there may be many such masters.

He was very sure, "Maybe he is the only one in China who can cure me."

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore." Zhuang Haoyun saw that he had no prejudice against Master Feng, but was the kind of person who paid homage to him, so he felt relieved and asked what he was concerned about, "How do you feel about the effect?"

The effect is very good. Zhuang Zesheng can already feel it. His legs are swollen, his stomach is warm, and his whole body feels full of energy. In fact, needless to say anything else, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net only said that Feng Jun stretched out his hand and could Making his legs hurt shows that he has real skills.

"That's good." Seeing his son so happy, Zhuang Haoyun couldn't help but spoil the story again, "The master said that in six days... as long as six days, you can walk on the ground."

"Six days...really?" Before Zhuang Zesheng could speak, his mother screamed first, her tears becoming more and more unstoppable. Later, she just burst into tears, "Son, it's dad." Mom, I’m sorry for you.”

Anyway, I cried with joy, everyone understands.

Zhuang Zesheng was confused about the cause and effect of this incident. He probably guessed that he was injured by some "evil spirit" and his parents might have made some mistakes in the process.

Anyway, he didn't think that his parents would deliberately harm him. Seeing her crying sadly, he quickly reached out to grab her hand, "Mom, it's nothing... isn't it going to be better now?"

His mother still cried loudly, unable to stop her, as if she wanted to vent all the suffering she had endured in the past four years.

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

This method couldn't be more effective. When his mother heard this, her crying suddenly stopped. Although her tears couldn't be stopped for a while, she asked with great concern, "Is it to relieve the big hand?"

Zhuang Zesheng originally shouted casually, but the next moment, he felt abdominal pain like cramping, "Oh my god, why does it hurt so much?"

In the bus, apart from the three bankers, there was a driver named Ge.

The driver and Zhuang Haoyun took Zhuang Zesheng out of the car, and also brought a wooden chair with a hollowed out center - Zhuang Zesheng sat on this chair to relieve himself for so many years.

The next moment, a strange smell came out, and Driver Ge couldn't help but tilt his head, "pua~pua~What are you eating, Shengsheng..."