Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 167 Miracle Doctor Black-bone Chicken
Bao Zhimeng's biggest illness is not eating.

It has been almost half a year since I got this strange disease.

Now she relies on nutrient solution to maintain her life.

Wei Wuji could only watch and watch, but he couldn't guarantee that it would be cured. After all, he was not a doctor.

Holding her hand, Wei Wuji closed his eyes, his consciousness wandering in her body.

After several laps, nothing abnormal was found.

"Brother Bao, what would happen if Zhimeng ate ice cream?"

Wei Wuji frowned and asked.

"The whole body convulsed and foamed at the mouth."

Bao Xuezheng said.

"Then let her eat something!"

Seeing Zhou Yan's complexion change suddenly, Wei Wuji hurriedly said, "Trust me, I won't let Zhimeng have trouble."

In the six months since he became ill, Zhimeng has eaten it no less than ten times. Although it looks scary, fortunately, it will not be life-threatening.

Bao Xuezheng went to the refrigerator to get a can, and tremblingly handed it to Zhimeng when he came back.

Bao Zhimeng, who was listless at first, suddenly became radiant, and he ate it as soon as he took it.

Children just don't have long memories.

Zhou Yan leaned on Bao Xuezheng's shoulder, sobbing softly, not daring to see Zhimeng's next change.

It wasn't until he finished eating a can of ice cream that Bao Zhimeng's body trembled.

"Weaving Meng, what's wrong?"

Wei Wuji asked hastily.

"My... my stomach hurts!"

Bao Zhimeng was in so much pain that she shed tears, her hands pressed tightly against her stomach, and her frail body trembled even more.

Wei Wuji grabbed her hand away, and put his hand on her stomach, immortal energy gushed out from his palm and penetrated into her stomach, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

Bao Zhimeng's face was covered with sweat, he shook his head and showed a sweet smile.

This little girl is quite strong.

Stimulated by the ice cream, a strange change occurred in her stomach.

Wei Wuji clearly saw something wriggling on the stomach wall.

The thing was extremely strange, with a flat body, as if growing on the wall of the stomach.

At this moment, that thing is bound by the immortal energy, unable to bring Zhimeng pain.

"Brother Bao, I have found the root cause of weaving dreams, go and get a big basin."

Wei Wuji turned his head and said with a smile, "Zhimeng might vomit later."

Seeing that Zhimeng didn't convulse and foam after eating the ice cream, Zhou Yan found it inconceivable, and hurried into the kitchen to fetch a plastic basin.

"Zhimeng, bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Wei Wuji raised his right hand and rotated it slowly, controlling the immortal energy, driving the thing, and began to rotate in his stomach.

Suddenly he swung his hand back forcefully, and the thing was ripped out of the stomach wall.

"Want to escape?"

It was a flat and long worm that was ripped out of the stomach wall and immediately rushed towards the intestines.

Wei Wuji quickly pressed Zhimeng's stomach with his left hand, and the immortal energy spewed out, blocking the way of the flatworm, manipulating the immortal energy, forcing the flatworm to enter the esophagus and quickly move towards the throat.

Bao Zhimeng vomited in disgust, and suddenly lay down on the side of the basin, and vomited out the flatworm with a wow sound.

"Look, it's this strange bug that's causing trouble."

Wei Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Maybe Zhimeng accidentally ate the eggs of this bug."

"Then... Is Zhimeng all right?"

Although Wei Wuji felt that Wei Wuji's method was miraculous, Zhou Yan was still not at ease in his heart.

"It should be fine!"

Wei Wuji's consciousness wandered around Zhimeng's body, but he didn't find the same bug again.

The worm was about a foot long, and after crawling a few times in the pot, its body became stiff and died.

"Mom, I want to eat meat."

Bao Zhimeng took a breath and said coquettishly.

"Sister-in-law, the dog meat and fish meat I brought are great supplements."

Wei Wuji laughed.

Zhou Yan happily responded and ran to the kitchen to cook.

Bao Xuezheng held Wei Wuji's hands, weeping, but he couldn't say a word of thanks.

After lunch, Bao Xuezheng sent Wei Wuji out of the house.

When I arrived at the gate of the community, I saw a Porsche parked there.

Standing in front of the car was a middle-aged man in a well-fitted suit, wearing black-rimmed eyes. As soon as he saw Wei Wuji, he immediately walked over.

"Mr. Wei, our master is here to invite you."

The middle-aged man bowed and saluted, exuding an air of elegance.

The window in the back seat of the Porsche rolls down, revealing an old wrinkled face.

"He is Wang Sanshui, the richest man in Jinfo Province."

When Bao Xuezheng saw the old man, he was shocked and whispered.

The richest man in Jinfo Province?
Wang Shen, who was strangled to death by him for embezzling compensation money, seemed to be the only son of the richest man in Jinfo Province.

Wang Sanshui came to invite him personally, I'm afraid the Hongmen banquet has already been arranged.

Suddenly Wei Wuji realized that he didn't make many friends, but offended more and more enemies.

The Wei family is an old enemy.

The Hua family and the Shen family are new enemies.

As the richest man in the Golden Buddha Province, this Wang Sanshui should not be underestimated.

"Mr. Wei, my grandson has a strange disease, please go and see him."

Wang Sanshui frowned and said that he came to seek medical treatment.

"I'm not a doctor."

Wei Wuji shook his head and refused.

"President Wei cured Wang Xinna's difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and became famous in the medical field. Please don't refuse, no matter whether the cure is good or not, there will be a big thank you."

Wang Sanshui spoke sincerely, not like lying.

But Wei Wuji would not trust such old fritters.

"I remember."

Bao Xuezheng looked stunned, and said: "In the big hospital in the capital, we met Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang's grandson is less than three years old, and his illness is similar to Zhimeng."

"Maybe it's that kind of monster too."

Wei Wuji guessed.

Children are innocent, just go and see!

When I went to Wang's house, Wang Sanshui's grandson really had the same flatworm in his stomach.

With three or two strokes, Wei Wuji got the flatworm out, and the child who was tortured to death became alive instantly.

Tears welled up in Wang Sanshui's old eyes, he held Wei Wuji's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

And transfer a large beverage factory under it to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji was unceremonious and signed his name on the contract.

"Even if my son was really killed by you, but you saved my grandson, you deserve the reward."

A clear distinction between grievances and grievances has always been Wang Sanshui's style of life and conduct.

"Wang Shen was not killed by me, I just broke his leg."

Wei Wuji thickened his skin and sighed, "I broke his leg during the day and killed him at night, am I that stupid?"

"makes sense."

Wang Sanshui had a half-smile, with a strange expression on his face.

In less than a day, a post on the Internet became popular.

Divine doctor black-bone chicken.

The post said that the grandson of Wang Sanshui, the richest man in the Golden Buddha, was suffering from a strange disease, but was rescued by the genius doctor Wuji.

The genius doctor Wuji specializes in the treatment of various difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

If you come out with a good hand, you will return to spring.

When he saw the post at first, Wei Wuji didn't care, knowing that Wang Sanshui was probably playing tricks.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, there was an endless stream of people seeking medical treatment from him.

Among them, more than half of the people are with children, and the disease is the flatworm.

This matter aroused Wei Wuji's idea and reported it to Xia Zhongru.

Xia Zhongru attached great importance to the relationship between children and the future of Shenzhou, and immediately sent people to investigate.

After saving hundreds of children, Wei Wuji was surprised to find that his virtue points had successfully broken through the [-] mark.

Healing the wounded and saving lives is indeed more grateful than building roads.

Wuji Group Building, Ruruo Hospital.

After seeing off a single mother, Wei Wuji slumped on the sofa.

He kept using immortal energy to force out the flatworms, almost exhausting him like a dog, and he wanted to stick out his tongue and gasp for breath.

Nezha: I, Li San, are back!

While taking a break, Nezha excitedly swiped this message in the Reaper red envelope group.

Maybe all the friends are very busy, and no one cares about Nezha for a long time.

Nezha had no choice but to use his trump card.

Nezha: Mu Tiandie has some amazing news, do you want to know? @ Erlang God

Erlang God: Tell me.

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