Liu Li was slightly stunned, in fact, a thousand yuan is not a lot for many people, especially for some people in the city, a suit of clothes, a meal may be more than that.

But she didn't expect that the villagers of Mojiazhuang worked hard to earn more than 1,000 yuan a year, and in the final analysis, it was caused by poverty, and the poverty here was far more serious than she imagined!

After breakfast, Mo Bei took Liu Li to the village, introduced Liu Li's identity to everyone, and then asked the villagers to cooperate with Liu Li's work, in the past, the villagers must have disdained Mo Bei's words, but now he is a big celebrity in the village, who dares to say no?

At ten o'clock in the morning, Mobei received a call from Meng Xiangwei, and then Mobei came to the village, and saw a black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked here from a distance.

Seeing this car, Mo Bei already knew the identity of the owner, don't think that he is also the richest man in the province Zhao Dashan, as an entrepreneur of a private enterprise, Zhao Dashan has reached an amazing number of taxes every year, and it is said that this license plate number is awarded to him by the province.

Next to Rolls-Royce, Meng Xiangwei was chatting with a middle-aged man, who was about 1.7 meters tall and slightly rich, he was wearing casual clothes and black-framed glasses, and his whole body exuded a sense of déjà vu that was either rich or expensive.

Next to the two of them stood a young man in his twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, with three-dimensional facial features, and a short head of broken hair, especially the disdainful eyes of everything, who looked like a gentleman.

"Uncle Meng, can someone heal my father in this poor country?" the young man's tone was slightly impatient.

Meng Xiangwei smiled and said: "Xiao Ning, you may not know my situation, but your father knows that that person can even be healed by me, so why is it difficult to cure your father?"

Zhao Dashan spoke: "Xiao Ning, you are polite to me, and you must not be rude after the master appears." ”

In fact, the relationship between Zhao Dashan and Meng Xiangwei is not very deep, because they are both from the billionaire club, so they have met twice before, of course, he also knows that Meng Xiangwei had a car accident some time ago, if he didn't see him get back on his feet, he wouldn't believe him here.

"It's coming!"

At this time, Meng Xiangwei saw Mo Bei walking in the distance.

"Is that him?"

Zhao Dashan and his son found Mo Bei, and when they saw that he was young, both father and son couldn't help frowning, in their opinion, the other party was too young, so young that people had to doubt his skills.

Yes, in their opinion, the other party should at least be an old man, but no one expected to be so young.

"Uncle Meng, you said that he was the one who could heal my father, you weren't kidding, were you?" Zhao Xiaoning's eyes flashed with a hint of unhappiness.

Meng Xiangwei smiled bitterly: "I'm really not joking. ”

"Hello Mr. Zhao. Mo Bei politely stretched out his hand to Zhao Dashan.

Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Zhao Dashan is the richest man in the province, even if he doesn't believe Mo Bei, he still stretches out his hand and shakes him.

After a brief shake, Mo Bei looked at a locust tree not far away and said softly, "There was a bird there just now." ”

"What do you mean?", Zhao Xiaoning said impatiently.

Meng Xiangwei and Zhao Dashan were also very curious, and they didn't know what Mo Bei meant by these words.

Mo Bei sighed: "Bird... Fly!"

"What the hell are you talking about?What does it have to do with us whether the bird flies or not?" Zhao Xiaoning was a little angry, he didn't believe Mo Bei, and now he felt that the other party was pretending to be a ghost.

Zhao Dashan let out a low snort, and his face was full of angry expressions: "You shut up Lao Tzu!"

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaoning was a little confused, he didn't expect the old man to be so angry.

"I'll settle accounts for you later!" Zhao Dashan sighed, then looked at Mo Bei, and his expression became a lot more respectful: "Divine Doctor Mo, please forgive me for Zhao Dashan's disrespect just now." ”

"Mr. Zhao, please come with me!" Mo Bei smiled, and then led him towards home.

"You follow your Uncle Meng first, remember not to cause trouble for Lao Tzu. Zhao Dashan said, and then kept up with Mo Bei's pace.

Under the plane tree.

Mo Bei made a cup of honeysuckle tea for Zhao Dashan, and then said, "Mr. Zhao, your situation is more serious than I imagined. ”

Zhao Dashan sighed, with a helpless expression on his face: "Doctor Mo, you and I are both men, who wants to let people know that their bird has flown away?" I can only use kidney deficiency as an excuse to find a famous doctor, but after so many years, I have not found a good doctor, and you are the only one who can see my condition." After a pause, Zhao Dashan cautiously asked, "Since Doctor Mo can see my illness, I don't know if it can be cured?"

Mo Bei said casually: "Let's talk about your medical history first." ”

"Good. Zhao Dashan then told his medical history, he has been sick for ten years, at first he didn't notice it, but as time went by, he found that he had become smaller, at that time he felt fear, went to major hospitals to check, but did not find the cause, so he could only watch himself change back to the way he was a child.

As a man, Mo said that ordinary people can't bear it, let alone that he is the richest man in the province, and then he has been looking for a good doctor, but he has not gained anything, until he met Mo Bei, which made him see the hope of a man to regain his strength.

Mo Beidao: "It's not very difficult to cure your disease. ”

Zhao Dashan hurriedly stood up, and said with excitement on his face: "As long as Doctor Mo can save me, I, Zhao Dashan, am willing to spend all my family wealth." ”

Mo Bei waved his hand: "You listen to me first, with my understanding of your condition, your disease belongs to congenital gene mutations, because of this, your lifeline will shrink back into the body, if you want to cure, you need several large tonic herbs, plus acupuncture, and these medicinal materials are relatively rare, of course, with Mr. Zhao's financial resources, it should not be difficult to buy those few medicinal materials." ”

"If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. "Zhao Dashan's posture is very low.

Mo Bei got up and went back to the house to get paper and pens, and then wrote the names of the three medicinal materials on the paper, and also noted the growth years of those medicinal materials: "Let people buy these three medicinal materials, the medicinal materials can be sent to heal, and if nothing happens, you can be cured in a week!"

Zhao Dashan snorted, then took out his mobile phone and took a photo and sent it to his secretary, asking him to hurry up and buy these three medicinal materials.

After putting down the phone, Zhao Dashan asked politely: "Doctor Mo, how do you charge for seeing a doctor?"

Mo Bei asked, "How much does Mr. Zhao feel his life is worth?"

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PS: Zhao Xiaoning: "Why have I become a supporting role? Author, come out, let's have a good chat." ”