Chapter 132: Aging Before Aging
Rumble!
Ye Ping's words, although the tone was not loud, could reach Fan Heng's ears, but it seemed that there was endless heavenly thunder rolling, shaking his head and making a loud noise.
His eyes were full of disbelief and horror as he looked at Ye Ping.
At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling as if he was a bare-ass doll in front of Ye Ping, and he had no secrets at all!
"Why, isn't that enough?" Ye Ping looked at Fan Heng's appearance, chuckled, and continued, "Do you want me to say something else?" ”
"Who told you this?"
Fan Heng's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and even when he spoke, he could smell the smell of blood coming out of his mouth.
Now, he's really out of shape.
The pieces that Ye Ping said, one by one, were all secrets on his body, except for the parties and him, no third person knew, and even some, if it wasn't for Ye Ping's words, he would have almost forgotten them.
But now, Ye Ping is like a bystander standing next to them when those things happened.
Such a situation could not help but shock him, and it was impossible not to make his heart palpitate and frightened.
"It doesn't matter who told me, what matters is Boss Fan, are you willing to help me dispose of this myelin-washing pill and replace it with a Qingming Pill......"
Ye Ping raised his eyebrows and smiled and continued.
"Are you sure you can cure my daughter?"
Fan Heng lowered his head, and after his gaze changed rapidly for a long time, he raised his head, stared at Ye Ping's eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"In this world, if I can't cure him, then no one will be able to cure her."
Ye Ping understated it, and said it casually, it didn't seem to be saving people, but a trivial matter like eating and drinking.
"Why should I trust you?"
Fan Heng continued to stare at Ye Ping and said in a deep voice.
"Am I a miracle doctor, you can go to Jing'an Division and the palace to inquire, don't say you can't do it, I think with Boss Fan's methods, you won't have these means." After Ye Ping said lightly, he spread his hands and said with a face full of indifference: "Of course, Boss Fan, you can also choose not to believe it, I have no opinion." ”
The corners of Fan Heng's eyes twitched fiercely.
He knew that Ye Ping had already made all the preparations and settled himself when he came this time.
Those secrets, as well as his daughter's illness, were all in his hands.
But he could be sure that the last time Ye Ping saw him, he didn't know these secrets.
It's only been a long time, and Ye Ping already knows everything about him, such a person is really terrifying.
The so-called hands and eyes are all over the sky, I'm afraid it is no better than this!
When did such a character come out of Lin'an City?!
"Boss Fan is unwilling, so forget it and leave."
Ye Ping casually arched his hand towards Fan Heng, and was about to turn around and leave.
He has already seen that people like Fan Heng belong to the kind of people who are easy to think too much, and the more you behave mysteriously and casually, the more he will think.
"If you can cure my daughter, I can help you sell this myelin-washing pill, and if you have other pills in the future, you can also come to me."
Sure enough, Fan Heng saw Ye Ping's actions, and after his eyes changed a little, he gritted his teeth sharply and said in a deep voice to Ye Ping.
"Deal."
Ye Ping grinned brightly and raised a hand towards Fan Heng.
Fan Heng raised his hand and high-fived Ye Ping.
"Lord Ye, please come here."
Immediately after, Fan Heng turned sideways, took Ye Ping out of Yizhuang, led the horse, and walked towards an alley in the distance.
The alleys are full of dilapidated houses, many of which look very old, and many of them have thatched roofs, which seem to collapse if it rains a little harder.
And with the business that Fan Heng does, it is more than enough to buy a house in Lin'an City, even if it is to buy a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits next to the East Market.
He lives in such a bad alley, and it is conceivable that his savings over the years should have been spent on treating his daughter's illness.
Similarly, this also means that Fan Heng's daughter's illness should be very tricky.
If it was just an ordinary illness, Fan Heng had earned so much silver, as well as the silver money exchanged for pills, even if it was a pile, it would have piled up people.
Not only that, Ye Ping also found that although Fan Heng looked hideous and ugly, the children running and playing in the alley were not afraid of him, and after seeing Fan Heng arrive with him, although he was a little timid, he still walked around the big black horse, and he was bold, and quietly touched the long tail of the big black horse.
It can be seen that Fan Heng gets along very well with the people in the alley on weekdays.
"This is my house, the house is a little shabby, please forgive me Lord Ye."
After a while, when he walked to the gate of the courtyard at the end of the alley, Fan Heng saluted Ye Ping and said.
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Ping shook his head casually, found a tree to tie the big black horse, glanced at the road, and immediately saw a large pile of medicinal residue.
"Ginseng, Angelica, Blood Ginseng, Dan Blood Fruit, ......"
When Ye Ping's eyes fell on the medicine residue, he immediately couldn't help but take a slight breath of cold air.
Among the dregs, there are all great tonic drugs, and they are the kind of drugs that restore vitality, some of which are visible in the world, and some of which are elixirs, which are quite rare!
With such consumption, even if there is a mountain of gold, I am afraid it will not be able to withstand the loss.
"Lord Ye, please inside."
Fan Heng saw Ye Ping looking at the slag, sighed softly, and said sideways.
Ye Ping nodded, followed Fan Heng, and walked into the small courtyard.
In the air in the small courtyard, there was a strong smell of medicine, which was the same as the smell on Fan Heng's body.
Even, because of the spiritual vitality in these tonics, even some weeds in the yard are growing stronger than the outside world!
"Mo'er, Daddy has brought a miracle doctor to treat you."
Fan Heng walked into the room with Ye Ping, and after lifting the curtain in the bedroom, he said softly.
This...... Is it Fan Heng's daughter?!
Ye Ping glanced towards the house, and people couldn't help but lose their minds for a while.
I saw lying on the bed in the middle of the room a woman with white hair as dry as weeds, wrinkled cheeks, even her teeth had fallen out, and her body was as dry as a picture of dry bones, as if she was already in her seventies and eighties.
If it weren't for the occasional exhalation in her nasal cavity, Ye Ping would almost have thought that this was a dried corpse.
But the breath was intermittent, very weak, and seemed to stop abruptly at any moment.
Not old, but already declining!
"Mo'er is ......"
Fan Heng walked to his dying daughter's side, carefully helped her up, his movements were slight, as if he was holding it in his hand, as long as he was not careful, the sand and dust would dissipate with the wind, and then with expectation and bitterness, he said to Ye Ping: "Lord Ye, you have seen Mo'er's appearance, are you sure you can cure her?!" ”