Chapter 190: Divine Doctor Black Chicken
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It's been almost half a year since I got this strange disease.
Now she is all on nutrient solution to sustain her life.
Wei Wuji could only wait and see, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be cured, after all, he was not a doctor.
Holding her hand, Wei Wuji closed his eyes, his divine sense wandering within her.
After a few laps, there was nothing unusual.
"Brother Bao, what will happen if Weaving Dream eats ice cream?"
Wei Wuji frowned and asked.
"Convulsions all over my body, foaming at the mouth."
Bao Xuesheng said.
"Then let her eat some!"
Wei Wuji saw Zhou Yan's face change drastically, and hurriedly said, "Believe me, I won't let Weaving Dreams have trouble." ”
In the past six months since I got sick, Weaving Dream has eaten no less than ten times, although it looks terrifying, fortunately, it will not be life-threatening.
Bao Xuezheng went to the refrigerator and took a can, came back trembling and handed it to Weaving Dreams.
The dream, which was listless, was radiant when he arrived, and he ate it when he took it.
Children just don't have a long memory.
Zhou Yan leaned on Bao Xuezheng's shoulder and sobbed in a low voice, not daring to look at the next changes in Weaving Dreams.
It wasn't until he finished eating a can of ice cream that Bao Zhimeng's body trembled.
"Weaving dreams, where is it uncomfortable?"
Wei Wuji hurriedly asked.
"Belly...... Stomach aches! ”
Bao Zhimeng was so pained that he burst into tears, his hands clutched his stomach, and his delicate body trembled even more.
Wei Wuji grabbed her hand away and put his hand on her stomach, the fairy qi gushing out of his palm and seeping into her stomach, asking, "Does it still hurt?" ”
Bao Zhimeng's face was covered with sweat, and he shook his head when he heard the words, revealing a sweet smile.
This little girl is quite strong.
Stimulated by the ice cream, her stomach changed strangely.
Wei Wuji could clearly see that on the stomach wall, something was wriggling.
It was a strange thing, with a flat body, as if it had grown on the stomach wall.
At this moment, that thing was bound by the immortal qi and could not bring pain to Weaving Dreams.
"Brother Bao, I've found the root of Dream Weaving, go get a big pot."
Wei Wuji turned his head and said with a smile: "Weaving dreams may vomit later." ”
Zhou Yan saw that after Zhimeng ate ice cream, she didn't twitch and foam, but felt incredible, and hurriedly ran into the kitchen and got a plastic basin.
"Weaving dreams, bear with me, and soon it will be fine."
Wei Wuji raised his right hand, slowly rotated, controlled the immortal qi, and drove the thing to start spinning in his stomach.
He jerked his hand back, and the thing was pulled out of the lining of his stomach.
"Want to escape?"
It was a long, flat, worm that was ripped out of the stomach wall and immediately rushed towards the intestines.
Wei Wuji's left hand quickly pressed on Weaving Dream's stomach, and the immortal qi erupted, blocking the way of the flat worm, manipulating the immortal qi, forcing the flat worm to enter the esophagus and move quickly to the throat.
Bao Zhimeng was disgusted and vomited, and he slammed to the edge of the basin, and with a whoosh, spit out the flat worm.
"You see, it's this strange worm that's doing it."
Wei Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Maybe Weaving Dream accidentally ate the eggs of this bug." ”
"That'...... Is Dream Weaving okay? ”
Although he felt that Wei Wuji's methods were magical, Zhou Yan was not sure in his heart after all.
"It should be fine!"
Wei Wuji's divine sense wandered around the Weaving Dream, and he did not reproduce the same insects.
The worm was almost a foot long, and it didn't crawl in the basin a few times, and its body became stiff and died.
"Mom, I want to eat meat."
Bao Zhimeng breathed a sigh of relief and said coquettishly.
"Sister-in-law, the dog meat and fish I brought are a big supplement."
Wei Wuji laughed.
Zhou Yan happily responded and ran to the kitchen to cook.
Bao Xuezheng held Wei Wuji's hands, tears in his eyes, but he couldn't say words of thanks.
After lunch, Bao Xuezheng sent Wei Wuji out of the house.
When I arrived at the entrance of the community, I saw a Porsche parked there.
In front of the car stood a middle-aged man in a straight suit, wearing black-framed eyes, and as soon as he saw Wei Wuji, he immediately walked over.
"Mr. Wei, our lord is invited."
The middle-aged man bowed and saluted, revealing an elegant atmosphere.
The window of the back seat of the Porsche rolled down to reveal a wrinkled old face.
"He is the rich king of Jinfo Province, Sanshui."
When Bao Xuezheng saw the old man, he was shocked and whispered.
Golden Buddha Province is rich?
The gentry who was strangled by him for embezzling compensation seems to be the only son of the rich of the Golden Buddha.
Wang Sanshui came to invite him personally, but he was afraid that he had already set up a Hongmen banquet.
Wei Wuji suddenly appeared, he didn't have many friends, but the enemies he offended were more and more.
The Wei family is an old enemy.
The Hua family and the Shen family are the new enemy.
As a wealthy Golden Buddha province, this Wang Sanshui should not be underestimated.
"Mr. Wei, my grandson has a strange disease, please go and see it."
Wang Sanshui frowned and spoke, he actually came to seek medical treatment.
"I'm not a doctor."
Wei Wuji shook his head in refusal.
"Mr. Wei cured Wang Xinna's incurable diseases and became famous in the medical community, please don't shirk, no matter whether it is cured well or not, there will be heavy thanks."
Wang Sanshui's words were sincere, not like he was lying.
But if you say this kind of old fritter, Wei Wuji will not be gullible.
"I remember."
Bao Xuezheng's face suddenly appeared, and said: "In the big hospital in the capital, we met Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang's grandson is less than three years old, and his symptoms are similar to Weaving Dreams. ”
"Maybe it's the kind of weird bug too."
Wei Wuji guessed.
The child is innocent, so let's go and see!
When I went to Wang's house, there was indeed an identical flat worm in the stomach of Wang Sanshui's grandson.
Wei Wuji took out the flat worm in three or two clicks, and the half-dead child who was tortured became alive in an instant.
Wang Sanshui's old eyes welled up with tears, he held Wei Wuji's hand, and thanked him repeatedly.
and transferred one of its large beverage factories to Wei Wuji.
Wei Wuji was unceremonious and signed his name on the contract.
"Even if my son was really killed by you, you saved my grandson, and you deserve these rewards."
The distinction between grievances and grievances has always been Wang Sanshui's style of life.
"Wang Shen was not killed by me, I just broke his leg."
Wei Wuji cheeked up and sighed, "I broke his leg during the day and went to kill him at night, am I that stupid?" ”
"That's right."
Wang Sanshui seemed to be smiling, and his face was weird.
In less than a day, a post on the Internet went viral.
Miracle Doctor Black Chicken.
The post said that the grandson of Sanshui, the rich king of the Golden Buddha, was suffering from a strange illness and sought medical treatment to no avail, and was rescued by the miraculous doctor Black Chicken.
The miracle doctor black chicken, specializing in the treatment of various incurable diseases.
If you have a good hand, you will be rejuvenated.
When he first saw the post, Wei Wuji didn't care, knowing that it was probably Wang Sanshui who was playing tricks.
Who knew that in just a few days, there was an endless stream of people seeking medical treatment from him.
Among them, more than half of them are with children, and the disease is the flat worm.
This matter aroused Wei Wuji's idea and reported it to Xia Zhongru.
The child is related to the future of China, Xia Zhongru attaches great importance to it, and immediately sends someone to investigate.
After saving hundreds of children, Wei Wuji was surprised to see that his virtue points had successfully broken through the 20,000 mark.
Saving lives and helping the wounded can indeed win more gratitude than building roads.
The Black Chicken Group Building, such as a hospital.
After seeing off a single mother, Wei Wuji sat down on the sand.
kept using fairy qi to force out the flat worm, almost tired him like a dog, and wanted to stick out his tongue and gasp for air.
Nezha: I'm Li San back again!
When he was resting, in the Grim Reaper's red envelope group, Nezha excitedly swiped this message.
Maybe everyone in the group is very busy, and no one has taken care of Nezha for a long time.
Nezha had to use a killer move.
Nezha: Mu Tiandie has a piece of exciting news, do you want to know? A Jiro God
Jirojin: Say. 8