Chapter Twenty-Six: Maybe This Is the Man

The bald man looked at the mysterious handsome man in front of him with a puzzled face, he didn't know why the other party was asking this, could it be possible to cure his mother's illness?

However, he didn't ask too much, thought about the other party's previous mystery and weirdness, and still replied obediently and truthfully, "My mother has a terminal illness, and her days are numbered, and I really can't help it." Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only then did I ask someone to inquire about the residence of a high-ranking monk who had attained enlightenment, and I personally went to spend a lot of money to ask for this cure for my mother.

If my previous actions angered you, brother, please raise your noble hand and return the things to me, and I will be grateful in the future. ”

"This thing can't save your mother." Mo Fan shook his head. He wasn't fooling, he was told by the Blood Queen that this thing could at most have a certain life-sustaining effect, and it was completely impossible to help treat terminal illnesses.

"Why?" The bald man's face was full of disbelief. From the bottom of his heart, he would rather believe in the seemingly reliable monk than the mysterious man in front of him.

His first reaction when he heard this was that the man in front of him wanted to swallow his things for himself, so he made up this reason to deceive him.

"There's no why." Mo Fan didn't bother to explain, with his temper, he could say so much to the other party, it was purely boring on the plane, in the past, he didn't bother to look at this guy.

As soon as he raised his hand, there was a small medicine bottle in his hand, which contained some milky white liquid, and he casually threw the medicine bottle to the bald man with a puzzled face and said, "This thing is enough to save your mother, so it should be replaced with this toy of yours." ”

"Don't you think about it......" The bald man thought that the other party wanted to deceive him with an ordinary small medicine bottle, his face showed a trace of anger, and he was just about to scold angrily, when suddenly he had a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes were dark, and he fainted on the seat.

Now it was finally clean, Mo Fan stretched his waist, the medicine bottle he gave was not a fake and shoddy drug, it was something he spent 300 points to redeem from the mall.

This is close to the price of half a free attribute point, used to treat an ordinary person's terminal illness, it is not too easy, but he is still regarded as a liar, it is really kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, he is too lazy to explain, he directly stunned the other party, simply and neatly, without worries.

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"Sir, sir. Wake up, it's here! ”

A burst of shouts and shaking woke up the bald man, he slowly opened his eyes, rubbed the back of his aching neck, looked around, and found that he was the only passenger left in the entire cabin, and couldn't help but be confused, "What about the others?" ”

"I've arrived at Zhonghai Airport, and all the other passengers have gotten off, sir, you should get off the bus too." The not-so-pretty stewardess explained gently.

The bald man remembered what had just happened, and hurriedly searched his whole body, and the treasure that he had bought at a great price to treat his mother had disappeared, and there was a small medicine bottle in his pocket.

He knew that his things had been taken away by that guy, and with surging anger in his eyes, he hammered the seat a few times, and the flight attendant on the side was frightened and almost called someone to drive people away.

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Standing alone outside the airport, the bald man held the medicine bottle in his hand and gritted his teeth, the treasure he had spent a lot of money and begged for was replaced by such a medicine bottle that was mass-produced from a cheap factory, so how could he not hate?

It was about his mother's life, and when he thought of his old mother who was still sick in bed, as a seven-foot man, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Why! Why! Why! The bald man didn't have the heart to care about the eyes of passers-by at this time, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar a few times.

He really hated, hated that person's ruthlessness, obviously his attitude was already so sincere, but the other party still didn't believe him, so ruthlessly took away the treasure he used to save his life.

He hated his cowardice, if he had been braver at that time, less timid, no matter what he had, even if he might be beaten half to death, he would have tried to get it back, at least he had tried, and he would not have regretted and suffered as much as he did now.

He hates his character, why can't he control his mouth, although he has a bit of hooligan habits, but after all, he only dares to live his mouth, and it is completely impossible to move his hands and feet.

But this time, it is very likely that his rhetorical behavior angered the other party, and the other party punished him, so naturally it was impossible to believe his words anymore.

The bald man's eyes were moist, and he secretly swore in his heart that if he was to be cheap to girls in the future, he would not die well, and there would be five thunderstorms in the sky.

Now there is no other way, it is so late, and there is no flight back, even if the bald man wants to go to the enlightened monk again to ask for a solution to save his mother, he can't go for the time being, so he can only go home first and wait for tomorrow.

With deep self-blame and pain, the bald man returned home numbly, looking at the old mother lying on the bed with a drip, and two lines of tears couldn't help but flow down.

If the old mother was still sober, the bald man really didn't have any face to see her.

The bald man's heart was like a knife, and he accidentally touched the bottle of pure white medicine in his pocket, and he had been trying to throw it away since he got off the plane.

But for some reason, I haven't lost it, maybe I still have a little fantasy in my heart, fantasizing that this drug really works?

Looking at the milky white liquid in the medicine bottle, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the bald man's mouth, how can there be any medicine like this, maybe it's milk or something.

Shaking his head, he casually threw the medicine bottle into the trash can on the side, but did not take a step away, looked at the trash can for a while, and then stepped forward again and picked up the medicine bottle.

Opening the cap of the bottle, the bald man smelled the liquid inside, a strange fragrance wafted into his nose, just inhaled a little, he felt relaxed and refreshed, and the tiredness of the day seemed to be swept away.

"It can't really be some kind of miracle medicine, right?"

It was this wonderful feeling that made the bald man feel this thought welling up in his heart, and he couldn't control it at all, and finally couldn't suppress it completely, and fed the liquid in the medicine bottle into the mouth of the unconscious old mother.

Immediately afterward, he saw a scene that he couldn't believe, the old mother, who had a sallow face, gradually turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is it ......?"

The bald man looked shocked, only to see that the old mother, who had been ill for a long time, actually opened her eyes slowly, and was able to sit up slowly.

At this moment, he finally knew that the person he had been cursing in his heart had never deceived him once from beginning to end......