Chapter 402: Recovering Memory

Xu Qing walked into the next room with his hand, this room is very empty, there is a black Helen piano in the middle of the room, and there are various musical instruments such as gourd silk, transverse flute, violin, etc.

After Feng Panpan moved in, these things were unused, and there was a thin layer of ash on the piano cover, and a clear palm mark appeared when the palm was pressed.

At this moment, He Shang led the Feng family sisters and brothers in, Xu Qingzheng picked up an ink bamboo flute and played with it, as if he was very interested in playing a pipe, whether it was a horizontal flute or a vertical flute, collectively known as Guan'er, without any ambiguity, it was used to blow.

Feng Panpan has an inexplicable fear of Xu Qing, and with a woman's intuition, she feels that this young man is the one who can really decide the fate of herself and her younger brother for the rest of her life, so she has to be a little more careful.

"Sit!" Xu Qing pointed to the two rattan chairs placed in the room, and walked to the high-backed chair in front of the piano and sat down.

Feng Panpan pulled his younger brother to sit down in an orderly manner, the two of them looked like two students who were about to be trained, and the teacher was holding a black flute instead of a whip.

Xu Qing put the ink bamboo flute in his hand on the piano cover casually, and made a soft bang, Feng Panpan's shoulders trembled for no reason, and his chin was almost on the slope of his chest.

"Feng Panpan, right, are you very short of money?" Xu Qing suddenly asked, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Feng Panpan bit his lip and raised his head, a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he nodded: "Yes, I am very short of money, and I have never felt so much need for money." ”

"Some of the money doesn't belong to you at all, and if you take it, you will only feel hot, and maybe you will have to pay the price."

Xu Qing looked at that beautiful face with a smile, and waited patiently for the following, even if there were more hardships, he should not take the money obtained from the kidnapping, and he would definitely pay the price for the tiger.

Feng Panpan looked at his younger brother's young face, there was tenderness in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Anwar needs to go to the UK for brain surgery, he can't do it without money, if he can recover his health, it will be worth everything." ”

Feng Anhua suddenly raised his head, stared at Feng Panpan with a pair of flickering eyes and said, "Sister, Anwar...... If we are not sick, when will we return home? Anwar wanted to ...... Homesick. ”

Feng Anhua, who tried his best to defend that he was not sick, began to stutter even when he spoke, and the congestion pressed the cerebral cord seriously affected his speech ability, and if he could not be treated in time, the situation could deteriorate further, but he didn't seem to care about these at all, he just wanted to return home with his sister, and nothing else mattered.

Feng Panpan smiled sadly and said: "You see, the doctor said that the congestion compressed the nerves in the brain and the area that specializes in language, plus he lost a memory in the car accident, his current intelligence is only equivalent to a child about five years old, and what Zhang Xiaoqiang did has nothing to do with him." ”

Xu Qing smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter if you say it, but I have a way to get rid of the blood in his brain, and there is no need to go far and near." ”

Feng Panpan is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart and knows that there is no such thing as pie in the sky in this world, unless the stove that bakes the pie is blown into the sky by a tornado.