Chapter 959 The Temperamental Eldest Sister in the Building

Huahua opened the jade boxes one by one to select her first target. This made Gazi and others unable to concentrate on their practice - what were in those boxes, spiders, centipedes, snakes, toads...

Huahua even released a green wasp the size of a table tennis ball. The wasp flapped its wings and tried to fly away, but Huahua knocked it to the ground with one of its wings. Then she picked it up and skillfully stuffed it into the jade box.

Huahua, who was suffering from the difficulty of making a choice, thought for a long time and finally decided to put aside the poisonous insects for the time being, and then start eating the poisonous insects with the lowest cultivation level.

However, when it eats Gu worms, it won't do it in front of others - all spiritual animals are like this. It put the jade box back into the spirit animal bag and flew back to the spiritual plant array next door, which is its territory.

After Feng Jun came back, he continued to prepare various goods. At the same time, Sansheng Liquor Industry started producing wine again.

On this day, Sister Lou came to express her gratitude in person. Her hands and feet had returned to normal. She was sitting in an SUV, and the trunk was filled with specialties from her hometown: peanuts, sweet potato powder, soybeans, pheasants, hares, etc.

What Sister Lou means is that there are no valuables produced at home, but these are all natural and pollution-free things. I hope Feng Jun will not dislike them.

Of course Feng Jun accepted it with a smile, and then gave her a ten-pound bag of spiritual rice in return, and repeatedly said: I gave this to you, please do not let others eat it, otherwise, next time I won't send it to you.

These things given by the old lady are indeed good things in the eyes of people in big cities and cannot be bought in the market. But what Feng Jun is most indispensable for is this kind of pure natural and pollution-free things - like this on mobile phones The things have gone to sea.

Seriously, the ten kilograms of spiritual rice he gave away are truly valuable. Putting aside the effect of maintaining health and fitness, this is the only thing on the earth plane that cannot be measured by money.

But he enjoys this process very much. The people being treated know that they are grateful, which makes him feel happy.

He even treated the old lady to a meal.

After the meal, Sister Lou called him aside and said that some people knew that their illness was cured by Luohua Manor, and other patients were asking about it and wanted to come here again for treatment - "I guess you may not be willing to give it to them." Cure, right?”

Feng Jun felt that he liked Sister Lou's style of doing things more and more, "Yes, this is not just a matter of money. It was only by mistake that I was able to treat you in the first place."

Is Feng Jun short of money? Of course, it is relatively lacking. Although he is engaged in a monopoly business with huge profits and a cross-dimensional monopoly, hundreds of tons of gold cannot be cashed out in his hands. This capital chain... is also relatively tight.

However, the turmoil caused by the Dou family in Zheng Yang a while ago told him that large cash incomes could easily be used to make a fuss. The investigation of Sanshengjiu was interrupted at that time, otherwise he would inevitably encounter some troubles.

But what he is most worried about is the motor neurone disease - this is a world-wide incurable disease!

If he cures a few more people, it's impossible not to attract everyone's attention, and then... there will definitely be more trouble.

He was able to cure Sister Lou, of course, because someone paid for the high treatment fee, but it was also because Yang Yuxin spread the news - someone kept him in the dark.

He was very happy that Sister Lou could take his emotions into consideration and not publicize it to the public, but when he thought about the young cerebral infarction patient Ren Zhixiang, he was a little confused, "Don't you sympathize with those patients with ALS when you see them?"

Ren Zhixiang wants to build a nursing home just to benefit the majority of patients.

Feng Jun also supports Ren Zhixiang's idea, which is about cerebral infarction rehabilitation. Whether the effect is good or not depends on word of mouth. This can be promoted through viral transmission. There is no measurement standard for the specific efficacy. It is just that patients know it internally and it is not easy for the outside world to pay attention to it.

Sister Lou answered calmly, "Of course I sympathize with them... but I raised several younger brothers and sisters, so I can't survive solely on the sympathy of others. First of all, you have to strive for your own success. Expecting others to be pitiful will always be a failure." No talent."

After a pause, she continued, "You have helped me. I must consider your feelings first. As for the people I sympathize with... they must be ranked behind you!"

When Feng Jun heard this, she was filled with emotions. She was worthy of being a eldest sister who could train senior cadres. She had brought up so many younger brothers and sisters by herself. It was really impossible to only count on those kind-hearted people. She must also be perseverant and perseverant. Be sober and brave.

Although the other party was just a mortal, he admired such spirit, so he smiled and nodded, "Sister, since you said so, I agree with you to introduce someone to treat the disease, no matter when it is... but it can only be one person. people."

"Don't worry," Sister Lou nodded, and replied simply, "Thank you, Master Feng, for trusting me. I would rather waste this quota than give it to those unreliable people."

"Haha," Feng Jun laughed, very happily, "Sister is really a happy person. If you still feel uncomfortable in the future, come to Luohua for a walk... maybe I can do something about it."

The eldest sister kept thanking her, and then remembered something, "By the way, my brother may also introduce patients. Whether you agree or not is up to you. It has nothing to do with me."

"Your brother?" Feng Jun was stunned for a moment. Who has such a big face to introduce patients to me? "Oh, Director Lou?"

"He is in contact with one right now," Sister Lou said angrily, "It's a little Riben. My grandfather, grandma, uncle, second grandpa... all died in the hands of Little Riben. I will never introduce them!"

"Well," Feng Jun nodded, "That makes sense. I also hate small companies. No matter how rich they are, I won't make any money."

Sister Lou's eyes narrowed with a smile, "Master Feng is such a good person, I know you can't forget the hatred between the country and the family."

It could be seen that she also wanted to persuade him not to accept the order, but she didn't know his thoughts and didn't want to force her benefactor. However, she was a little entangled in her heart. When she saw that he agreed, she was extremely happy.

I really couldn't help but talk about this worldly matter. The next day, Sister Lou left, but Mr. Han specifically stayed to talk to him about this matter alone.

Mr. Han is the person who pays for Sister Lou and is generous with his money. What he told Feng Jun was that a certain hospital in the capital had admitted some patients with ALS. Two of them had very wealthy families and he hoped to treat them. Feng Jun took action to treat the disease.

However, Mr. Han also knew that Master Feng was difficult, and said from the beginning that if the master did not want to go to the capital, he could persuade the patient to come here to "try his luck" - this word was definitely not disrespectful at all, but he did not want to put pressure on him. suspicion.

As for the money... those are easy to talk about. If you dare to come after hearing the price, you won't care about the money.

Feng Jun did not refuse outright, but just asked, "Can I sign a confidentiality clause?"

"This... should be no problem," Mr. Han agreed this time, a little unsure. In fact, he had other considerations. "There are experts who want to share with you their experience in treating ALS. I wonder if it's convenient for you. ?”

"It's inconvenient," Feng Jun replied very simply, "I never said that I was a doctor!"

Mr. Han was stunned and looked at the other person in surprise, but didn't know what to say - he knew that this person had a temper.

But after a pause, he still whispered, "But Master Feng, if the cost of this technology you master can be diluted, it can benefit hundreds of thousands of ALS patients around the world."

Feng Jun looked at him helplessly, "When I couldn't afford Zheng Yang's house, I thought to myself, if the house price could be controlled at about twice the cost price, how many billions of house slaves could be benefited?"

The corners of Mr. Han's mouth twitched and he said to himself that your current wealth is enough to buy a courtyard house in the capital, so why are you talking about being a house slave... Isn't this funny? You are betraying your class.

But in the end, he just defended it slightly, "House prices... this topic is too big. Can we not talk about politics?"

"If you don't talk about politics, let's talk about costs," Feng Jun said calmly, "The cost of my treatment plan cannot be reduced... What is the most critical factor in Johnson's ability to live so long with AIDS? It's not because of cocktails Therapy, but because he has money!”

Mr. Han's face was quite bitter, and he sighed after a long time, "Then the rich...can cure it, right?"

"Of course people with money can get treatment, but...why should I get treatment?" Feng Jun replied matter-of-factly, "My treatment method is unmatched by anyone else on the planet, and I'm not short of money. I just want my friends to Live happily..."

"I won't consider the thoughts of people I don't know. Maybe in your opinion, this is a very selfish act, but when I couldn't afford a house or qualified to buy a homestead, no one was selfless to me... …”

Mr. Han was silent for a long time before speaking out, "Master, have you thought about your future development direction?"

"No," Feng Jun shook his head, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net replied with a smile, "The money I have now is enough for me to eat and drink every night until I die, or give birth to ten or twenty children, and leave that much." It’s useless to give them more money...it can also save you from fighting for family property.”

You... Mr. Han really couldn't comment on Mr. Feng. After a pause, he laughed dryly and said, "It's really not good to have too much money. It's rare for Master Feng to have a Buddhist mentality at such a young age. However, Lou The director still wants to ask you to treat someone."

"He wants to ask me for treatment, so he has to come and talk to me." Feng Jun's words were really as crazy as he wanted to be - but to be honest, he was really qualified to say this.

However, he did not continue to pester, but asked aloud, "Who do you want me to treat?"

Mr. Han hesitated and replied, "A Japanese friend is the first heir of a Japanese company. Whether his attitude towards China is friendly or not is very important...His competitors only recognize Milican."

What does this have to do with me? Feng Jun curled his lips disapprovingly, "How many Chinese people haven't enjoyed it, and we don't treat the Japanese!"

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