"When you admit your mistakes, I'll help you untie them when you do."

"No, Uncle Jill, you know I can't bow my head." Camille just had the thought of admitting her mistake in her head, and she immediately suppressed it again.

As one of the heirs of a large family, unable to bow to a small Chinese policeman or accept the fact that she is paralyzed, Camille has only one way left: a deal, and she still needs to consider what means to make a deal.

Jill was a member of the Mora family, and of course he knew Camille's concerns, so he just nodded, pinning his hopes on a deal or finding another cure.

"Uncle Jill, is the warrior really that powerful? Is there anyone but him who can heal me, and I need a definitive answer. After closing her eyes and thinking for a moment, Camille opened her eyes and asked Jill a question.

A question like this has been pondered countless times by a person who has cultivated martial arts to the level of Jir, and after a pause, he explained it to Camille.

"Martial artist, hehe, it used to be very powerful, and this kind of person really appeared in the era of cold weapons, but now, the decline of martial arts, and the person who cultivates the energy of martial arts is already considered a top master, take me as an example, I am also a person who can cultivate martial arts energy, according to the energy in my body, plus skills, I dare not face the enemy head-on when I encounter more than a dozen bandits with guns."

"The strength of the warrior lies in our speed, physique and experience in fighting, if we are alone, we are not afraid of anyone, if there are more people, we need to take guerrilla warfare, but if we bombard with missiles, in fact, the warrior is the same as ordinary people, and the damned are still dead."

Jill's explanation made Camille's heart settle down, she didn't know these things, but she hoped to hear them from Jill again, so as to strengthen her determination, after all, this is a matter of her life.

I'm afraid that the talkative Jill doesn't know that a small person like him, in Zhang Qi's eyes, is an ordinary person, Camille's ordinary people and Jill's ordinary people know the warriors, well, they are too naïve, which is doomed to Camille's next tragedy.

Huayi City, early morning, sunny.

Zhang Qi sat under the banana tree that belonged to him as usual and practiced, on the other side, Hua Shang and Lao He were dismantling and practicing martial arts, although in Zhang Qi's opinion, it was simply unsightly, but in the eyes of Han Die'er, who was standing on the side and watching, this was already a very powerful martial art.

On the grass, He Ruihong, who has joined the ranks of martial arts training because of Han Die'er in the past few days, is sweating profusely to learn some moves from his father, playing handsome first, practical second, and cautiously peeking at Han Die'er a few times in the interval.

If Han Die'er looked at him at the same time, He Ruihong would be blushing but full of energy and humming and practicing, if there was no visual contact, He Ruihong would have no motivation, just watch the tiger draw the cat and put on a show.

"You seem to like sports very much, why don't you go down and play together." Zhang Qi finished his morning practice, sat down beside Han Die'er, and asked with a smile.

Han Die'er came to the villa for a few days, and she was familiar with other people, and everyone liked this quiet and optimistic little girl very much, and they all knew that she was sick and had to take medicine all day long.

"My mother said I couldn't exercise, I wasn't in good health." Han Die'er replied, although she was smiling when she spoke, she couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

"You're bloody, aren't you?" After getting along with Han Die'er for a few days, like everyone, Zhang Qi also likes this girl very much, but other people are afraid of touching Han Die'er's sadness and dare not ask, but Zhang Qi can see that she will not be so fragile, so he asked.

Sure enough, Han Die'er just smiled, stroked the bangs on her forehead, and said calmly: "It's slow granulocytic leukemia, accelerated period, I have to take Gleevec three times a day." ”

Speaking of taking medicine, the girl's brows furrowed, thinking that the medicine was quite bitter, but soon she said in a low tone: "In order to make money to buy me medicine, Dad went abroad, and I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

"However, I'm fine now, and I want to thank Brother Zhang for giving me Yang Feng's autograph, my classmates are very envious." The sadness was only for a moment, but the smile was always on Han Die'er's mouth, as if she would always remember those happy things.

What she said was that Zhang Qi went to the concert, and by the way, he was entrusted to let Yang Feng work hard, and signed a lot of names and came back to send them to everyone in the villa.

Zhang Qi put this matter behind him, and only remembered it when Han Die'er said it, and replied when he heard the words: "You're welcome, that kind of thing is not very rare." ”

The idol's signature was said to be not very rare, Han Die'er wrinkled her nose, then smiled, and said to Zhang Qi: "Brother Zhang, why do you look old-fashioned, but many times you look like a child, and you will grab the TV remote control with me." ”

Let the girl who is regarded as a junior say this, Zhang Daxia can't hold his face, and grabs the remote control with her, this is really what Zhang Qi did, not only robbed with Han Dieer, Zhang Daxia also robbed with many people.

However, although he has passed the time when he is curious about watching any TV station, he has a choice of programs, but he still belongs to the kind of person who can be compromised, as long as it is not too ugly TV shows, Zhang Qi does not exclude it, you don't watch some programs that Zhang Qi hates, he is still very good at discussing watching TV.

The embarrassed Zhang Qi bluntly changed the topic, "I've seen blood before, why don't you run and let the blood and qi run, and I'll show you." ”

"Really?" Han Die'er asked happily, leukemia, a disease that cannot be saved except for changing the marrow, take a look at what Zhang Qi said, just think that the other party is a bit of a home remedy for practicing martial arts, she is happy that she has a reason to run a lap, you must know that she has not exercised for a long time.

"Then you can't tell my mother." After thinking about it for a while, she finally couldn't hold back the yearning in her heart, and Han Die'er cautiously asked Zhang Qi.

In fact, Zhang Qi didn't know how to use medical skills, he just wanted to see if he could use his true qi to relieve Han Die'er's pain, and he didn't need to let her run away, so that his blood and qi could run, it was pure deception.

He couldn't bear to see a little girl who didn't even dare to run a lap, so he invited him.

What made him happy and disappointed was that Han Die'er said: "Forget it, my mother must be watching me, wait for me to go to school tomorrow, and then secretly run a few more steps, hehe." ”

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, he didn't know what to say about Han Die'er's wish to be very happy after running a few steps, he just felt that his heart was heavy, his eyes were a little sour, and the two continued to chat.

"I used to be called Han Caidie, but when I got sick, my parents asked me to change my name to Die'er, saying that they didn't want me to grow up, and I would always be Die'er."

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