Big Data Cultivation

Gao Qiang felt embarrassed when he heard this question. When the boss was present, did you actually come to ask me?

He gave Feng Jun a careful look, and then he coughed without answering the question, "What do you say?"

Seeing him like this, Yu Qingzhu knew he couldn't ask why, so he looked at Feng Jun again, "Master Feng, can such a butterfly cure my uncle's illness?"

When she was able to ask this question, she also completely put down the shelf. This was the first time she called Feng Jun a master.

Feng Jun shook his hand unconsciously, "If it can't be cured, I can't help it. It's a big deal to refund the money ... By the way, a diagnosis fee of 10 million yuan is required."

Hua Hua must have been cured Qi Wukui, but he still has to emphasize the diagnosis fee-this kind of thing must make a deep impression on others, so that no one can trouble him.

But he didn't realize that this was too choking for Yu Qingzhu.

She was too lazy to call this guy really, simply to greet her unconscious three aunt.

Sangu soon came to her senses, but she had not rested well recently and was so angry that she was so angry.

After waking up, she had a little understanding of the situation and wanted to toss about it, which was stopped by Yu Laoli.

The old man has not been so irritable for several years, but there is a reason for it-your husband had tossed about before and offended this one. Do you still want to continue now?

Sangu's temper is not very good, but he is still very afraid of the old man, so he can only say wrongly.

Yu Lao knew how to deal with her, and he spoke impatiently, "You no longer play tricks, believe it or not, I will make people off the prosperous age?"

Shengshi is a well-developed real estate company, but he can make this company break the capital chain in one sentence.

Sangu was finally honest, sitting there dumbly without a word.

Two hours later, Feng Jun received the idea of ​​Huahua and opened the door.

Under the eyes of all eyes, the snow-white butterfly fluttered away, and the nurse's hat on the head was hunted by the wind.

Although Sangu was very dissatisfied with Feng Jun, at this moment, she couldn't care much, "Is it cured?"

"Not even a title?" Feng Jun glanced at her angrily, and then spit out two words, "Okay."

Where can Sangu take care of his reprimands? Frequently asked again, "Really?"

Feng Jun glared at her fiercely, turned around and walked away-I have told you, I need a title, don't you understand Chinese?

Or the health doctor has eyesight and he keeps shouting, "Master, Master Feng ... Is the patient healed?"

"Healed? I'm not a fairy," Feng Jun waved his hand, and answered without looking back. "The insects in the body are all cleaned up ... As for recuperation, that's your business. Heal fast and slowly. Irrelevant. "

When talking, Sangu had already rushed to the bus, and then a scream came, "Ah ~"

After more than a month of tossing, Qi Wukui has become thin like a sack. The wealthy middle-aged man with 160 pounds is not even able to reach 80 pounds. The key is that he has a big blockbuster Red rash and acne-mainly caused by toxin stimulation.

Now his body was covered with blood and covered with big and small mouths. It looked really miserable.

When the health doctor heard her call, he rushed into the car anxiously, raised his hand to check the pulse, and found that there was no problem with the pulse, and quickly connected various instruments.

After a brief check, he found that Qi Wukui had lost a little blood, but he had not reached the warning line, so he quickly notified Sangu, "Now President Qi's state is still stable, but a little weak, you let the doctor wait at the gate. The car will go out immediately. "

Then he turned to look at Gao Qiang and arched his hand, "Please."

After getting off the bus, he walked to Feng Jun and whispered, "Master, your green pill ... you can give him half a pill, it will help him."

Feng Junbai glanced at him and whispered softly, "Do you know that green pill, how much is it worth?"

The healthcare doctor replied with a smile on his face, "It must not be worth 500 million. Master, help people to the end, send Buddha to the west ... You can feed him personally, I am absolutely not good enough."

This request is a bit presumptuous, but in Feng Jun's view, the other party's original intention was to cure the disease and save others, which did not benefit him in any way.

The doctor who always saves is a good doctor.

So he did n’t mind, he just asked, "In your experience, will he die without taking this medicine?"

The healthcare doctor smirked, "How could it be? I just think that if he doesn't take this medicine, he will have to rest for at least two months ... If he wants to recover, it will be impossible without half a year."

"Then slow down better," Feng Jun replied lightly. "He is a man who likes to bully others and take a slower recuperation. Two people can be harmed by him."

The health care doctor finally shut up, and the master's belly weight had a new understanding.

Sangu accompanied her husband to the hospital, checked it, and found that the bugs were really gone, and the doctors were surprised, "How are these bugs taken out? It's amazing ..."

But Sangu was more unwilling to think about it, she called Yu Zhiyuan again, "Zhiyuan, it took three hours in total ... three hours, it took 500 million ... This is not to grab money, this is to bleed. what."

Yu Zhiyuan is not close to her, mainly because of his relationship with Qi Wukui. After hearing this, he asked in a deep voice, "Is it cured?"

In fact, he didn't need to ask, his daughter had told him the matter in time.

"The cure is cured," Sangu felt a little lack of confidence, "but Zhiyuan ..."

"What do you say when you are cured?" Yu Zhiyuan said displeasurely, "I have so many experts, I have not cured the disease for more than a month, and the others have been cured within three hours. Do you think it is expensive for others to collect money?"

The more he said, the more angry he was, "I tell you, if the old man put down his pleading, you take five hundred million homes, and people still don't cure ... The disease is the butterfly, do you figure out who is offending your husband? "

"But ..." Sangu felt aggrieved, and hesitated to speak. "The doctor said, I should give some insect samples. I also wanted it at the time, but they didn't give it."

Yu Zhiyuan paused and then asked a little impatiently, "What the **** do you want to say?"

Sangu calmed down and summoned the courage to say, "This bug doesn't know where it came from, so if the butterfly can be harvested, can it also be ... will it, will it just be released?"

"You think too much," Yu Zhiyuan replied coldly, "Recently you have been a little hard, don't think about it ..."

After all, it was a cousin. After a pause, he replied, "You are distressed when people want you 500 million yuan. Do you know how many billions your husband can earn if he buys his land?"

Sangu was silent and could not answer this question. Qi Wukui wanted to buy the land of Luohua Manor. She was informed. She was even happy that her husband discovered this "business opportunity" and said that once she encountered resistance, she would Come forward and find a way.

It is nothing more than a non-rooted foreigner who wants to maximize the value of this land, because you are not qualified to eat this meat!

She felt that she could be very kind to give a premium to Luohua Manor.

Yu Zhiyuan saw that she was silent, so she sighed heavily, "The old man has always said that there are many ways to make money without sinners. You can provoke such a person. The old man is very admired and will pick people!"

"This is the end of this matter. Losing a little money and recuperating for the first half of the year is a lesson ... I still say that, it ’s not that the old man pulled down his old face, your family is going to die, and not necessarily only one, Let ’s have a long heart in the future. "

Sangu hung up the phone directly and yelled in his mouth, "A little money ... Can Yu Zhiyuan just take out such a little money?"

Yu Zhiyuan was hung up on the phone and was not annoyed, only a slight smile on his lips—he knew the character of the other party too much, so he only dared to play with his family, and he did n’t dare to play with his third brother. Come at him.

"Ah," he sighed in annoyance. "The old man is still there. There are so many messes in the house. There are so many things in my heart ... Is it too good for them?"

The amazing appearance of Huahua is enough for Master Yu and the people around him to re-examine Luohua Manor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After that, they transferred a detailed study of Qi Wukui's medical records, which was really curious. What a butterfly did in two hours.

The medical record does not show the process, but it can show the result. There is no doubt that the bugs in Qi Wukui's body have disappeared.

So everyone felt more and more in their hearts that this might be the one set by Miao Jiang.

However, no one opened his eyes and asked Feng Jun. As for where the bugs had gone, he didn't ask—even if the hospital indicated that he wanted to get some samples very much.

In fact, Feng Jun heard that the hospital still got three or five eggs, but he did not rush to destroy them. The items that entered the research room should not be so easily lost—Yu Jia's attention, it is estimated that security The level can be higher by several levels.

He hopes that the relevant research institutions can gain something. Specimens from other planes are very rare. There may be unexpected surprises-if they are accidentally lost in this case, he can only say that God ’s will is so. .

After dealing with Qi Wukui's affairs, Feng Jun finally focused on the "Overseas Wanderers Club".

Kunlun's work efficiency is good, and a lot of information came from the next day.

Feng Jun analyzed it and found that those in the capital had greater social influence. For example, the escaped Ito Jiro, everyone recognized him as a "social activist."

It's too much trouble to move such people, and Yangcheng is where Feng Jun doesn't want to go-even the Qingxiaozi people in Luofu Mountain are good.

Then you can only choose to go to the magic capital. In fact, Feng Jun believes that the mud-blooming of the magic capital is the most worthwhile shot.

These people don't engage in any social activities-that kind of things will be more effective when they are done in the imperial capital. They pay more attention to business development.

However, Feng Jun believes that these people are not destructive at all.

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)