Meng Fanzhu now focused all his energy on righteous qi control, which was different from the treatment given to the third grandfather and the old man Li. That's the meridians of the legs and body, and Grandma Anya is the meridians and blood vessels of the brain, which is like the difference between scaffolding welding and precision instrument integration.

Once the bleeding point is taken care of, the rest is much simpler. However, the righteous qi consumed by dredging the meridians has increased exponentially, in order to reassure Anya's family as soon as possible, Meng Fanzhu has accelerated the speed of dredging within the maximum strength of Anya's grandmother's meridians, which can be said to be done with all his might.

The real treatment consumption has far exceeded the previous estimate, and gradually, steaming heat appeared on the top of Meng Fanzhu's head. Anya had seen this scene at Li Daliang's house and knew that the little pig had done her best. Tears flowed uncontrollably from the big eyes, tears of happiness and tears of emotion.

Anya's mother was very strange and asked her daughter what was going on. After listening to Anya's explanation, I was also moved to tears.

This is indeed a good boy, both for his daughter and for his elders, he is impeccablely good. Anya's mother even thinks that her daughter can meet Meng Fanzhu and get the love of this boy is an extremely lucky thing for her own children.

But all this completely changed in the eyes of An Zhengnan at the beginning, although subjectively he felt that Meng Fanzhu was acting, but objectively how to explain the steam on this child's head? An Zhengnan was really confused.

As a staunch Bolshevik adherent, he instinctively resisted everything outside the realm of science. An Zhengnan searched all the objective laws and common sense that he knew, but he couldn't explain the scene in front of him.

You must know that it is not a winter of minus degrees, but the capital in October, which is hot and humid and almost 30 degrees.

In this kind of weather, it is impossible to evaporate the sweat on the head to this extent without the temperature of sixty or seventy degrees in the brain.

An Zhengnan's expression slowly changed from banter to solemnity as the steam on Meng Fanzhu's head became thicker and thicker, and at this time he didn't want to expose any deception, but hoped that the child could complete the treatment safely.

In about twenty minutes, Meng Fanzhu finally opened up the last blocked meridian, and by the way, he also cleaned up all the garbage attached to the blood vessel wall in Grandma Anya's brain.

Grandma Anya's mouth had returned to normal at this time, her saliva was no longer flowing, and she fell asleep peacefully.

Meng Fanzhu took back the remnants of righteous qi, and his body was unprecedented empty at this time. Since he has righteousness, even if he writes calligraphy works every day and sells them to the talent mall, he has not consumed it to such a point.

In the eyes of Anya's family, Meng Fanzhu's face was pale and his spirit was calm, and he was like two young people who were sunny, healthy, and full of energy before.

An Zhengnan no longer has to question the treatment effect of Meng Fanzhu, and the corners of the old mother's mouth that are no longer crooked already explain everything.

Especially after Meng Fanzhu has explained the treatment in advance, the old man will fall asleep. What does this mean? What does this mean?

An Zhengnan felt that his face was burning at this time, what was wrong with him? Why did he so affirmatively deny such a warm-hearted and filial child without investigation and research?

Anya trembled and helped her boyfriend up from the side of the bed.

Meng Fanzhu smiled extremely tiredly, and said to An Zhengnan and Anya's mother: "Fortunately, grandma will be fine when she wakes up tomorrow morning, don't say that it is the kid's treatment, I will be fine after resting for a while, rest assured." ”

After saying that, he fell asleep on the sofa in the outer room.

Anya's family turned on the pot, and Anya was distressed and worried and constantly wiped the sweat that Meng Fanzhu still continued to flow with a tissue. Anya's mother kept counting Ahn Jung-nam's attitude and bad expression.

An Zhengnan's face was white and red, dignified and hall-level, and the chief politician of one party only felt extremely ashamed, if there was a crack in the ground, he would definitely get into it!

Meng Fanzhu fell asleep for eight hours, and it was more than nine o'clock in the evening when he woke up again.

Meng Fanzhu opened his eyes, and his tired energy had not fully recovered. In a trance, I forgot why I was here, and I didn't remember where this was. Turning his head to the left to look around, there was a white wall, there was a hospital bed next to it, there were no patients at this time, the bedding and pillows were neatly stacked at the head of the bed, and there were dishes, chopsticks and thermos on the low cabinet between his bed and his bed, which was clearly the hospital ward.

The sweat was dripping down instantly, exactly the same as when I woke up in April, what the hell is going on!

"Little pig, you're awake," a gentle and pleasant voice came, completely calling Meng Fanzhu's soul back.

"Girl!" Meng Fanzhu's call was already in tears.

"Do you have a headache? Or is it uncomfortable?" Anya asked anxiously, her fair-skinned slender jade hand kept caressing Meng Fanzhu's forehead, feeling the temperature.

"It doesn't hurt, it's not uncomfortable. It's me who thought I thought I had lost you forever!" In the face of Anya, Meng Fanzhu never hidden, even if he showed his weak side, what did it matter.

In the dream, one of Liu Tianwang's songs sang very well:

'It is not a sin for a man to weep, weep,

No matter how strong a person is, he has the right to get tired.

If there is only heartbreak behind the smile,

Why be so embarrassed. ’

Meng Fanzhu always felt that if a person still wears a mask in front of the people closest to him, even if it is a strong mask, it is a failure, a kind of hurt to the feelings of those close to him.

It's not that he is a real man who bears all the hardships alone and reports good news but not bad news.

In Meng Fanzhu's view, a real man is by no means a hypocrite who fights for food like a wild dog outside, and pretends to be a general when he goes home and is admired by his wife and children.

Even if you can't afford to let your family live a life of fine clothes and food, you should let them know your efforts. Even if you fail, with the comfort of your family, you will soon be full of energy and work hard.

Only by sharing the same fate and breathing together can we share wealth and prosperity without forgetting

This is also the reason why many wealthy people (only some, not most, not all) divorce after success. When they started their business, their families did not pay together, and the result was that after success, they felt that it was the result of their own efforts.

"I won't leave you, I swear! We'll be together for the rest of our lives, and I'll be with you until the sea is dry. Anya wiped Meng Fanzhu's tears while crying herself.

An Zhengnan, who rushed over when he heard the voice outside the door, saw this scene and sighed in his heart.

If you have a son-in-law like this, what more can you ask for!

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