Ye Wenjun came outside.

In this short period of time, a few more patients appeared, and they were all very poor and sour by looking at their dress, and the Protoss liked gold, but they didn't have any gold accessories on them.

This shows that the effect of free treatment is occurring.

No matter at any time. Both the word free are extremely lethal.

"I'm sorry, our Master Fang is treating a patient. Please wait. ”

Inside the house.

Fang Yu poured all the energy French into the terminally ill middle-aged man.

At the same time, those energy French words are like golden needles piercing, penetrating all the veins.

Then get rid of those viruses one by one.

And so on and on.

As for those that enter the bone marrow.

There's only one way, break up all the bones, and then remove them.

Then find the corresponding healthy bones and regenerate them using the unique attributes of their vitality.

The whole process lasted about an hour or so.

Fang Yu's treatment is over.

If this is placed in the ordinary surgery on the earth, the speed is unimaginable, after all, it is very common for an operation to take four or five hours or half a day. But Fang Yu only needed an hour to complete the treatment.

Then he woke up the terminally ill middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw his surroundings clearly, he realized that he was healing.

Then he touched his body, and his brain.

After being fully awake.

He asked, "Am I alright?"

"If you want to be beautiful, I'm just helping you remove all your lesions. But if you want to heal completely, you need to recuperate yourself. Usually pay more attention to rest, and you can recover after half a year. ”

Hear this.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

"Master Fang, you're not lying to me?"

In the past 2,000 years, he has often sought doctors to treat him. He was sentenced to death so many times for being denied that he had long since become numb.

During this time, he also felt that his limit was approaching.

The feeling of being terminally ill tormented it to the point of pain.

Isn't the sudden saying that he will be cured in half a year a beacon in the darkness that completely illuminates his hope for the future.

How could he not be agitated and unhappy.

"What did I lie to you. Anyway, you also ascended from other order planets, which means that you have some cultivation. The virus is in your body, inactive for too long, hindering your vitality. Now you try to mobilize a dingding. ”

The man followed Fang Yu's instructions and began to mobilize the hidden vitality inside his body.

After so many years, he has never mobilized his vitality because he wants to rely on it to survive. Vitality is equivalent to the source of life, and if you squander too much, you will die prematurely.

He was also unable to draw on new energy. For a long time, the vicious circle has led to the terminal illness of today.

A moment passed.

The middle-aged man became very rusty because he hadn't used his vitality for too long.

But fortunately, this kind of cultivation method that goes deep into the bone marrow, he has not forgotten.

After three or four attempts, he suddenly felt a surge of energy appear in his meridians.

This energy was like a fire, lighting up all his hopes.

This means that his meridians are unblocked.

This means that it can draw new energy.

At the same time, he felt that most of the lesions inside his body had indeed disappeared.

Vitality can provide keen perception.

He was well aware of his judgment.

Today, my eyes widened, my eyes were full of daring, and my heart was even more turbulent.

How is this possible?

The illness that was sentenced to death by countless doctors was actually cured in this way?

This is simply a more terrible means than the Most High God.

"Master Fang..."

His voice was visibly agitated and incoherent, but he could tell he was grateful.

"Okay, you can use this money to buy some nutritional supplements. Find a better hotel. Stay for two days, and then you'll be able to work and earn your own money when you're rejuvenated. ”

Fang Yu handed him a little gold.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly burst into tears.

For many years. He has suffered countless stares and sarcasm, his wife has been separated, and his relatives and friends have all left him. Hardly anyone ever reached out to him. In times of crisis, they fly separately.

He understands this very well.

He came here today to try his luck and also to try this so-called Master Fang.

But I didn't expect it.

Not only did they cure you, but they also had to pay for it.

There is no such doctor in the world.

Almost subconsciously.

The middle-aged man fell to his knees with a thud.

A thousand words are all in one word.

Bang bang bang.

The middle-aged man kowtowed three times reverently towards Fang Yu.

Then he didn't speak, wiped his tears and left the clinic.

Fang Yu suddenly sighed.

It seems that making money, I haven't got such a sense of accomplishment, and I am more satisfied.

He is also just trying to achieve his own ends.

But really free treatment for this person after that.

It seems like this feeling is not bad.

Ye Wenjun saw the man go, after going out. Not surprised.

Instead, other patients were put in.

...

The middle-aged man.

Take a little gold.

Returned to the slums.

On this day he did not rest. Sleepless nights.

It was until the morning of the second day.

Only then did someone appear by his side.

"How's it going?"

"Steward Wang, I'm sorry that the matter failed. The middle-aged man said.

"What does it mean to fail?"

"If you fail, you will fail, you should ask another master for the matter of managing the king. I don't want any of your reward. But from now on, I will not touch anything related to Master Fang. ”

Hearing this, the king steward was a little surprised.

Random smiled sarcastically.

"You little garbage beggar can say such a thing? How much did that Master Fang give you, and he actually bought you?"

"Say whatever you want. ”

"No matter what, you can't change your status as a beggar. Waste is always waste, I look up to you when I look for you to do things, even if it is waste, it can play its due value, but you are not even as good as waste. Dare to jump in front of me?"

The middle-aged man didn't say a word. He seemed to have expected that the king would be angry.

I realized my promise to him and asked to be the master of the difficult side, but now I haven't done anything, and it's normal for people to vent.

"And that Master Fang, like a waste, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into you?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the middle-aged man turned abruptly and glared at Steward Wang.

"You can insult me, but you must not insult Master Fang. Otherwise, I'll fight with you!"