National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

He thinks that if he goes to that cave, he is likely to find more things-his mobile phone has a very powerful exploration function.

Anyway, he put the other party in the car, and the car was still parked opposite the No. [-] pump pavilion, which was a long way from the villa.

Zhuang Zesheng is a young man, about 1.8 meters tall, but extremely thin, weighing less than [-] catties. He is almost the same as an African refugee, and can be blown down by a gust of wind.

From the abdomen down, he has lost the ability to move, his legs are as thin as hemp rods, and his arms are somewhat fleshy.

The little guy's mental state was also not good, his eyes were straight, and he looked lifeless. When he met Chen Yang, he didn't even say hello, just looked at him blankly.

His mother paid attention to this point, "Shengsheng, why don't you say hello to Master Chen? Be polite!"

Zhuang Zesheng was stunned for a while, then he came back to his senses, nodded slightly at Chen Yang, and said expressionlessly, "Hello, master."

Zhuang Haoyun was worried that Chen Yang would be angry, so he immediately explained, "Master, the child used to be very lively and polite, but this illness has dragged on for almost four years...he's a little depressed, I'm really sorry."

Chen Yang was indeed a little annoyed by the other party's rudeness. He had seen more than one or two bears, but if he had such an attitude towards the doctors who treated him, he would be living a bit too headstrong—you think I really don't like it. Do you heal?

Zhuang Haoyun's explanation was very timely. Chen Yang thought about it, but it was true. When the little guy was sick, it was the most rebellious puberty. When encountering this kind of situation, it is normal for his temperament to change drastically.

He stretched out his hand, took a pulse on the other's left wrist, and then switched to the right wrist.

Without waiting for him to speak, Shengsheng opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, his face still expressionless and his eyes blank.

Chen Yang waved his hand and said calmly, "I'm not a doctor, and I don't look at the coating of my tongue."

Shengsheng closed his mouth, his face as calm as a wax statue.

Chen Yang frowned. He probably already knew the other person's illness. To be honest, he was a business counterpart—this kind of illness can only be cured by immortals.

Seeing him frowning and not speaking, Zhuang Zesheng's mother's face also darkened. After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party refused to speak, she mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Master... this disease?"

"It can be cured," Chen Yang nodded expressionlessly, "but...it's a bit embarrassing."

Zhuang Zesheng's brows moved slightly when he heard the word "Nengzhi", but then, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly again - alas, this is the case again.

Over the years, he has sought medical treatment and medicine, and he has seen too many liars - they started to make hype and spent a lot of money.

In fact, being cheated out of some money is not the most hateful thing, the most hateful thing is taking all kinds of strange medicines, he now has a serious stomach problem, and his body's ability to recover is very poor.

But when Chen Yang said that he could be cured, the eyes of Zhuang Haoyun and his wife lit up—they knew that this was not a wild doctor, but someone with real skills.

Zhuang Haoyun patted his chest and said in an almost exaggerated tone, "What's the problem, just speak up!"

Chen Yang took out a pack of cigarettes and handed Zhuang Haoyun one.

Zhuang Haoyun waved his hand with a wry smile. It's not that he doesn't smoke, but that his wife has a tight control - in front of his son, he is determined not to smoke.

However, his wife could only watch the other party smoking, daring not to say a word even if it was in the car.

Chen Yang lit a cigarette by himself, and took two puffs before speaking, "The patient's problem was brought out from the mother's womb... Congenital deficiencies, so he fell ill when he was developing the fastest."

Zhuang Haoyun's wife was anxious when she heard the words, she didn't want to take the blame, "Master, when he was born, he was eight and a half pounds, how could he be born with insufficiency?"

"Weight and congenital deficiencies are not necessarily related," Chen Yang expressed his opinion very positively. After pondering for a while, he looked at Zhuang Haoyun and said meaningfully, "Besides, this congenital deficiency is related to evil spirit."

Zhuang Zesheng's brows trembled slightly again - this liar is even more low-level, so what did he say?

However, after hearing the words, Zhuang Haoyun and his wife pondered for a while, and their expressions changed. They thought of the lucky gem.

Both of them believed that this stone had the function of warding off evil spirits, so after Zhuang's wife knew that she was pregnant, she often wore the stone on her body when she went out.

Unexpectedly, this was originally a move to protect the unborn baby, but instead, the son is now paralyzed.

Chen Yang also guessed that this was the possibility. People with more vitality and blood could withstand the evil spirit of the stone, but it would not hurt the unborn baby very much.

Zhuang Zesheng was saying in his heart, parents wouldn't be deceived by such a low-level deception, right?Unexpectedly, he saw his father raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "I'm such an asshole!"

"Don't, it's none of your business," his wife grabbed his hand. "You can only blame the father-in-law."

watt?Zhuang Zesheng, who was always expressionless, finally twitched the corners of his mouth. Before I was born... What did my grandfather do?

Of course, Zhuang Haoyun can understand the meaning of his wife. This stone was brought back by his father. He felt that it had the effect of warding off evil spirits. He gave it to him specially, and he gave it to his daughter-in-law.

"It's meaningless to pursue the responsibility now." He looked at Chen Yang again, and said seriously, "Master, you can't be more right. I agree very much. So... what can we do?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Chen Yang took another two puffs of cigarettes, and waved his hand impatiently, "It will take at least three months for your son to be cured!"

He is tired of being tired at this point. It is easy to cure the little guy, but if he wants to make up for his innate shortcomings, it will not happen overnight, and he has to recuperate in the spirit gathering array like Gu Jiahui.

For three months, he kept talking about it. Of course, after he was cured, he could leave it alone and wait for the other party to get sick again after a few decades.

However, this is contrary to his code of conduct: how can life have a beginning and no end?

"Three months?" Zhuang Haoyun's wife rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "Is there any inconvenience?"

She asked more tactfully. In fact, she wanted to ask - is it a matter of cost?

"My manor doesn't like to keep people," Chen Yang replied simply, "It's inconvenient."

Zhuang Haoyun and his wife were silent, thinking that this master's temper was really not ordinary.

If you want to talk about the cost, we can discuss it. If you say it is inconvenient for you, what can we say?

Just when the two were silent, Zhuang Zesheng suddenly said, "Master, how long can I move my legs?"

"How long?" Chen Yang glanced at him, turned his head and threw the cigarette butt out of the car, "I can let you move in a few minutes."

"Really?" The eyes of the three dealers lit up when they heard the words, "Master, please make a move."

Chapter 669

When Chen Yang found out, the eyes of Zhuang Haoyun and his wife were full of expectation, but the little guy had a suspicious expression.

But he was too lazy to speak, raised his hand to hold the other's leg, and a spiritual energy was sent in.

"Ah... it hurts," Zhuang Zesheng couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then exclaimed with joy, "Mom, I feel it, it hurts a little, it's a little hot..."

As he shouted, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the next moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Wuuu...my leg...is mine~ again."

The lower half of his body not only lost his ability to move, but also lost his pain-sensing nerves. The only thing left was a little bit of tactile nerves. When he was pressed hard, he could feel—that someone was touching him.

"It's normal to have pain," Chen Yang straightened up, "Take off his clothes."

In recent days, Zheng Yang has been relatively gloomy and cold, but no one questioned his words.

Soon, Zhuang Zesheng was stripped to the top of his trousers. Although he was skinny, his body was very clean. It can be seen that his parents were very careful to help him clean his body.

Chen Yang was a little surprised, but it was a good thing, he didn't have to hold back his nausea to help the other party massage.

His hands were warm and strong, and after massaging for a while, Zhuang Zesheng groaned in comfort.

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

When Zhuang Haoyun saw the dark green pill, he couldn't help but glance at his wife - this is the medicine.

After feeding Pei Yuan Pill, Chen Yang patted the other party's body with his big hands for more than a hundred times, turned over, and patted him for more than a hundred times.

It took 5 minutes in total, and then he straightened up, "Okay, don't defecate in the toilet on the car... If you need it, go to the hillside, remember to dig a hole and bury it."

There is a toilet in the luxury bus, but it can easily affect the smell on the bus, especially if the other party is not his own. Chen Yang feels that it is the best of humanity to provide them with a place to rest.

Of course, Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin were also outsiders back then, but... this car was originally owned by someone else!

Why would the dealer care about such a small request?Seeing Chen Yang getting off the car, Zhuang Haoyun got off after him.

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

"Six days," Chen Yang replied very positively, "I will give him a massage once a day, and take a medicine every other day. On the sixth day, he should be able to walk on his own... Just keep up with the nutrition. You can let him eat as much as he wants. How much does he eat."

He didn't mean to control the other party's overeating, because Zhuang Zesheng's stomach was also affected by the evil energy, and it was still a little rotten, and he couldn't eat much if he ate as much as he wanted, which was synchronized with the recovery of his body.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated and asked, "This medicine... After taking it, you should massage for ten minutes, right?"

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Mr. Ye." Chen Yang glanced at him with a half-smile, and then explained, "That's Mr. Yuan taking medicine. His body functions are shrinking, and he needs massage to catalyze the medicine. You Son doesn't need it."

"That's right," Zhuang Haoyun nodded, thought about it, and then asked, "How about the six-day treatment fee?"

After thinking about it, Chen Yang replied, "10 million a day, six days to ensure that your son can walk on the ground."

In fact, he didn't think about how to charge at all, he did whatever he wanted.

There is no Peiyuan Dan in this plane to buy, and the price is of course up to him - anyway, the other party is not bad for money.

Zhuang Haoyun felt a little dizzy when he heard that, 60 million is not a small amount of money for anyone. Of course, if it is to treat his son, it is nothing, and he can afford it.

However, what he originally thought was, you think it's a little inconvenient for us to live here for three months, then I'll pay today's standard every day - you've made money, so you can't say it's inconvenient, right?

But if it is 10 million a day, if you pay like this for three months, it will cost [-] million! ! !

Zhuang Haoyun has always believed that the problem that money can solve is not a problem, but at this moment, he really dare not say so, because he really can't come up with [-] million.

If he goes bankrupt and sells his property, he can make up [-] million yuan, but he can barely make up [-] million yuan in cash. With the addition of loans, he dares to say that [-] million to [-] million yuan is not a problem, but [-] million yuan is really terrible.

In fact, even if he pays the 60 million, the cash flow will be greatly reduced. Even if it does not affect the business, he still has to consider the issue of rational distribution 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?"

"Treat the symptoms in six days, and cure the root cause in three months." Chen Yang took out a cigarette again, respected the other party, and lit one himself, "If you only treat the symptoms, you may commit the same crime again in the future...Of course, you may not commit the same crime again, that's him made money."

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

"It's definitely not like this," Chen Yang shook his head. He wished that the other party would only treat the symptoms, but he had to clarify the specific situation. 30 years."

When Zhuang Haoyun heard it, he was confused again. It wasn't that he didn't believe the other party - what the master said really made sense. Isn't it normal to make up for innate deficiencies and to have a short lifespan?

You can leave for 60 million, but you will lose many years of life, and you may commit another crime.

It takes three months to completely heal, and there is no such problem - after all, it is his own son, and one more day is a day.

It was a very tangled option anyway, and he couldn't help asking aloud, "What about your suggestion, Master?"

"Healing is definitely good," Chen Yang also said truthfully, "But if you are here, it will affect me very much."

Zhuang Haoyun's heart skipped a beat, and he simply asked, "After six days, how much money will be enough per day?"

"It's not about the money," Chen Yang shook his head, and replied simply, "It's the inconvenience, let's put it this way...Old Zhuang, you can barely be considered a big man, and if others make you feel inconvenient, he How much should I pay you?"

"This question..." Zhuang Haoyun was a bit dumbfounded, who dared to make him inconvenient, he could make the other person inconvenient for a lifetime.

He pondered for a while, "I can't figure this out for a while... Let me think about it for a few more days?"

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

He turned around and left, Zhuang Haoyun got into the car after smoking a cigarette, only to realize that his son's mental state was not good?