Big Data Cultivation

The young man who jumped out was not tall, about one meter six or eight, fat, and not too ugly.

The porter directly blocked the car. Since the attack, Feng has shown his hand in Baixing Town. Every day someone comes to seek treatment.

It ’s okay to seek medical treatment. The key is that many people want to give a bowl of water, saying that they will give.

Giving is free, not to say how much it will cost to cure a disease, that is to say, the people who come here basically have the mentality of taking advantage.

The gatekeeper generally blocked this kind of thing directly. Today, when he suddenly heard someone say "poisoning", he was stunned.

Everyone has kindness, and the two gates are no exception. They did n’t say anything to look for Mr. Feng. They stared directly at the eyes, "Do n’t rush to the hospital before the poisoning? We are not a hospital here, and do n’t want your family to have an accident.

The young man grimaced and said, "I was sent to the hospital, and there was no cure ... I was only asked to come to you by someone else."

"It's his, the hospital can't cure it. You sent it here?" Gao Mengang shook his head with a wry smile. "What poison?"

The young man blacked and replied in frustration, "Paraquat."

"Paraquat ..." The dwarf post repeated, and then cried out, "Paraquat? Who can cure that stuff?"

"Oh, paraquat," Gao Mengang also yelled, "This medicine will die, and the gods can't save them."

The young man said very simply, "We give money, how much we need ... As long as the cure is good, just talk."

"Hah," Gao Mengang snorted disapprovingly, "I won't give it if it's not cured, right?"

The young man glanced at him, "Can't heal, can't heal ... can't he always open his mouth?"

"So, you should go to a famous doctor," Gao Mengang waved his hand. "Really, don't delay."

At this time, Feng Junan stepped over as a car, "I remember buying ice cream? The one with green beans, it should be large."

The two gates had long seen him go this way. He heard the word tall and immediately went to the refrigerator. He took out three popsicles and gave Feng Jun one, and he and the short gate also divided one, and then he smiled and spoke. "So you like green beans?"

"Well," Feng Jun tore open the package, took a bite, walked to the trash and lost the package, and then walked into the booth to speak casually. It's only getting worse when you get up. "

"Then I'll buy some mung beans in the afternoon," the short man said with a smile. "Should the crystal sugar be better?"

The three of them chatted to the sky and took the chunky youth directly to the side, no matter what the other party was in a hurry.

This is not two ruthless gatekeepers, but they used to be farmers who knew too much about paraquat. They would die if they drank, or they would die slowly, and it would be useless to be anxious.

After talking for a few words, Feng Jun looked at the chunky young man, "Who are you, how do you block the door?"

The chunky young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and reverently replied, "My sister is poisoned. Please see Master Feng Zhuang, and ask this friend to help me introduce ... I must repay."

Feng Jun actually listened to it just now, so he glanced sideways at the tall gate, "I heard paraquat?"

"Yeah," the tall gatekeeper figured out a pack of cigarettes, and wanted to respect Feng Jun, and saw him wave his hand, so he gave it to the shorter one, while speaking, "I already said, no one can save this poison. . "

Feng Jun glanced at the chunky young man, took another bite of ice cream, and vaguely said, "Hurry to the hospital, don't just blindly delay the effort ... believing in science."

Chunky sighed heavily, "We just came out of the hospital. The doctor said no. I heard Master Feng had very much experience in treating poisoning, so I came to try it."

"Is this a dead horse as a living horse doctor?" Feng Jun glanced at him with dissatisfaction. "Can Salmonella be the same as paraquat?"

He came out of a small county, and he knows paraquat well. This pesticide can be called a name, "have enough time to regret."

Paraquat does not die immediately after taking it, but causes lung fibrosis. This process is gradual and irreversible. In the end, the entire lung cannot breathe and die little by little.

The pain of the gradual fibrosis of the lungs is extremely cruel, and can last for more than ten days or even more than a month.

In a sense, this is one of the most cruel pesticides. There is no one. Those highly toxic pesticides hang in a single bite, letting the users have no time to regret. It is relatively kind.

Paraquat is really unsolvable when taken to a certain dose.

In fact, Feng Jun wanted to give it a try, and he could not understand the poison by himself. This was a challenge.

For most people, the sense of accomplishment is still very strong to be able to cure and save people, especially this incurable poison.

However, this year's people can't be rescued casually. Feng Jun is not afraid to lift up the old man who fell, but he is not afraid of trouble. It does not mean that he likes trouble.

He depends on the attitude of the other party, and then decides whether he can shoot, the story of the farmer and the snake, he is not unheard of.

A little unbearable in the heart of the short gate, quietly gave a look to the short fat youth-this is the righteous master.

The chunky young man was anxious in his heart. He didn't notice this glance for a while, but said aloud, "Yes, I just heard that the master's potion, which can detoxify Salmonella, came here deliberately to ask the master for mercy . "

"Cough," Dwarf Mengang coughed twice, and gave him a wink. "The master is not a doctor. He is not close to you. Why do you have the confidence to let the master shoot?"

The chunky youth reacted this time, and he looked at Feng Jun with surprise and joy, "Are you Master Feng?"

Feng Jun stared fiercely at Dwarf Gate, "I said ... don't you want to do it?"

"Oh, the master forgives sins and forgiveness of sins," Dwarf Mengang lost his smile and raised his hand to arch, "After all, it's a life."

Feng Jun came up with a cigarette and raised his finger to him. "Look at you for your kindness. I won't care about you this time. Next time, I'll get out of my way ... Do you understand?"

"Understood," Dwarf Mengang lost his smile, holding a lighter in both hands, and lit a cigarette for the other party. "I certainly wouldn't let him speak."

Feng Jun looked at him with tears and laughs, "Your breath ... it's bigger than me."

Then he glanced at the chunky youth again, "Do you think ... are you qualified to talk to me?"

"This is me ..." The chunky young man hesitated and said daringly, "Excuse me, Master, what do you mean ..."

He didn't think he was not qualified enough, his family power was not small, and no one dared to talk to him like that.

"It means literally," Feng Jun's original intention was not insulting. "You are not even a direct family member. Change to someone who can do the Lord."

At this moment, there were three more people in the car, headed by a woman in her thirties. Her face was haggard, but she can still see that she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young.

She walked quickly, anxious in her face, "Xiaotian, how is it, can you see the master?"

Feng Jun didn't wait for the chunky youth to speak out, and then he spoke out, "How long have you been taking paraquat?"

The woman was stunned, and then subconsciously replied, "It's seven and a half days ... is it too late?"

Feng Jun did not answer, but glanced at the short gate.

Dwarf gate guard immediately sham and wits-the little action just now was seen by the master, he had to restore his impression, "Don't say it before it's too late ... do you think the master should take action?"

"Ah?" The woman froze for a moment, and then immediately said, "We give money, how much we want ... absolutely no bargaining."

The low gate snorted coldly, "What if it doesn't work?"

"Governance is not alive ..." The woman's eyes red, hesitantly replied, "Is that Jiedu pill there? Let's pay 100,000 first and buy five."

When I go, Feng Jun can't help crying and laughing, even you have touched the market together?

20,000 Jiedu pills, that was the price he quoted in Baixing Township. However, at the time, he was against a bunch of townspeople.

For the rich, the price cannot be calculated in this way. Twenty thousand detoxification pills are cheap.

You know, what he is doing is a cross-plane business, or a monopoly. A generator can be sold to two hundred and two golds, which is nearly a hundred times the profit.

Of course, the most important thing is that the poisoning incident at that time involved his reputation ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He had to fight for treatment, although he was not willing to spend pills for those with mild symptoms, but if the other party was willing to buy at a fair price, he still Will sell.

Now, the person taking paraquat has no cause and effect with him. Why should he take out 20,000 pieces?

So he shook his head very simply, "Twenty-one is not for sale. Paraquat and Salmonella are not the same thing, and you have no reason to invite me outside the manor ... Do you know why Bai Xingren can invite me out?"

The chunky young man said without hesitation, "The money matter is easy to say, you make a price."

Feng Jun replied in a deep thought, "Two million."

One hundred times the profit, he made money like this, of course, in fact, money is secondary, the key is to see what the other party said.

"Two million?" The chunky youth heard it for a moment, "This, Master, you ..."

Feng Jun looked at him with interest, "Why, too expensive? This is a life."

The chunky youth was stunned for a while, but still reacted. "Understood, the Salmonella spp. In Baixing Town involved the fame of the master. Now we can only spend pure money and buy the master ...

Feng Jun nodded and said that you are not too stupid. "Why don't you give me a reason to shoot?"

The chunky young man thought about it and shook his head, "Forget it, two million is two million ... Can you guarantee a cure?"

Feng Jun shook his head and answered very simply, "That's impossible, who dares to guarantee the cure of paraquat? Two million is the price of a pill. I haven't said anything else."

The chunky youth glared and gritted his teeth, saying, "Master, you are too much ..."

"Yes, it's two million," the woman said. "Two million, I buy a master shot. As long as you can save people, you can open the conditions as you like!"

"Wait," Feng Jun glanced at her lightly, "Can you be the master?"