The DNF daddy in Chaoshen

Chapter 11 Someone Wen Doesn’t Like Earning Poor People’s Money

"Chopped?!"

"hold head high!"

"A leg chopped off?!"

"It doesn't need to be cut that much."

As he spoke, Wen Lianggong pointed to Sheng'an's broken leg, which had grown solid, and continued.

"See if the section has grown solid, take a knife, click, and fix the wound for me, the kind that bleeds."

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had done anything yet, Wen Lianggong wondered.

"Everyone, why are you all standing there in a daze? What about hysteria? Hurry up, I'm waiting to pick up the skewers after finishing this order!"

Seeing Wen Lianggong's urging, Miss Qilin held a kitchen knife and said in confusion.

"Isn't it regeneration of severed limbs? Why..."

"Nonsense, even if I can regenerate a broken limb, you have to leave me a wound that can grow a limb, right? He's all healed."

Seeing Wen Lianggong, he wanted to grab the knife from his hand and do it himself.

Taking a step back, Miss Qilin hesitated.

"Is it okay not to cut it?"

"Don't cut it? It should be fine."

"Also?! Then you..."

"Hey, I'm afraid that when the limb breaks through the cut, it will be painful and itchy. Can he not bear it? Instead of that, it's better to cut it off now."

What Wen Lianggong said was indeed reasonable, but Miss Qilin didn't think so.

"That's right, but aren't you a grandpa? Does grandpa need to consider these things too?"

Wen Lianggong was taken aback when he heard it.

"That's right, I'm a nanny! Daddy doesn't need to consider common sense, these fancy things! Just be reckless?!"

Recalling that when he treated Ge Xiaolun before, he didn't have any pain other than feeling refreshed.

Wen Lianggong sighed.

"Sure enough, empiricism is bad!"

Immediately, Wen Lianggong no longer hesitated, slipped his hand, and threw it directly on Shengan's body as soon as he healed slowly.

Immediately, his legs began to squirm immediately at the fractures where he had grown solid for half a year.

But it only took a few seconds, granulation to granulation, and two new legs grew out directly.

Even his body, which had gradually shrunk due to long-term bed rest, became stronger visibly with the naked eye.

The speed was so fast that Wen Lianggong didn't even have time to ask him how he felt!

But after all, this was his first critically ill patient, and with the benevolent attitude of a doctor, Wen Lianggong still asked.

"How is it? When the severed limb regenerated just now, how did you feel? Does it hurt?"

But who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, Sheng'an, a man with a height of seven feet, actually burst into tears.

Then, with a plop, he knelt down to Wen Lianggong in full view.

With snot and tears, one mouthful of one benefactor, that is called sincerity.

This touching scene, not to mention Miss Qilin and Miss He Weilan, was Wen Lianggong who rescued them, and it made my heart sore to watch.

Thinking about it, it was at the age of youth and sunshine, but this kind of thing happened.

Because Liu Chuang, a scumbag, a good young man, ended up like this.

An aspiring young man who has made a lot of progress from the vast world suddenly fell to the bottom and fell into the abyss. If it were an ordinary person, this life would have been difficult for a long time.

Mainly because of the despair of not being able to see any hope, Wen Lianggong, an outsider, felt terrified when he thought about it.

Let alone his party.

Especially the two behind Wen Lianggong, who were infected by Sheng'an, their knees seemed to start to soften.

Although Wen Lianggong is an unscrupulous person, from the moment he saw Miss Qilin, he had already made up his mind that sooner or later Miss Qilin's knee would be broken.

But it's not this kneeling method!
Therefore, seeing that Miss Qilin and Miss He Weilan were about to bend their knees, Wen Lianggong quickly helped Sheng'an, a seven-foot man, to his feet.

Patting him on the shoulder, Wen Lianggong persuaded him.

"What are you doing? Get up, get up."

"I can understand your feelings. But a man has gold under his knees. Except for your parents, no one in this world is worthy of your kneeling."

Pointing at himself again, Wen Lianggong said seriously.

"I am not worthy of your kneeling like this!"

"We do things with money!"

This sudden transition directly short-circuited Sheng'an who had just experienced great sorrow and great joy.

But after regaining his senses, he ran back to his bedroom as soon as possible.

After a while, a lot of odds and ends came back.

That's really piecemeal.

There are passbooks, cash, and house books, and even Wen Lianggong saw a few exquisite figures from inside!

Anyway, as long as they were valuable things, they were all taken out by him in one go.

While stuffing it into Wen Lianggong's hand, he said sincerely.

"Rich! Rich! I'm rich!"

At first, Wen Lianggong was a little excited.

After all, with so many things, this is the rhythm to be released!
But when he took advantage of the gap between pushing and shoving, he inadvertently took a closer look at the many bits and pieces in front of him...

A passbook that barely exceeds 1000, and cash that is less than [-]...

The only house book that can be expected is the old man in a small town on the 19th line, in case he takes another mortgage...

Good guy, among all the odds and ends, only those few figurines still look like that.

But the problem is, even if he is willing to give these figures.Wen Lianggong, who knows well that a hand-made is a hand-held life, does he have the nerve to ask for it?
That is to say, Wen Lianggong has no money in his pocket now, let me tell you, if he has money, he even wants to help him in turn!
Since the left and right are not oily, simply, Wen Lianggong directly returned all these things in his hand with integrity.

And speak out to persuade.

"You, let's keep the money and live a good life."

For this, Shengan was naturally unwilling.

Ever since, the two sides began to argue for a long time about this matter.

Seeing that it doesn't make sense, Wen Lianggong said helplessly.

"Why do you still say you won't listen? I really don't need it. And no matter how short I am of money, I don't need you, melons and jujubes."

Wen Lianggong nodded when he saw that his face was flushed when he directly said Sheng'an.

"So, work hard, Sao Nian! Try to be able to afford my price next time! Come on, I am optimistic about you!"

Encouragingly patted this buddy on the shoulder, Sheng'an was so moved.

Then, grabbing one with one hand and grabbing the second daughter's arm, Wen Lianggong and the three left here directly.

On the way back, I saw Wen Lianggong sighing all the time.

After holding back for a long time, Miss Qilin couldn't help but said.

"I said, you're still going to finish it. It's obvious that you want to promote your style and don't want to get paid. Now let's stop sighing, are you poisonous?"

Wen Lianggong was waiting for Miss Qi Lin's words, so as soon as Miss Qi Lin finished speaking, Wen Lianggong immediately continued.

"Someone Wen doesn't like earning poor people's money."

(End of this chapter)