Xianjia Pastoral

Chapter 67
Yang Wendong is lying on the hospital bed at the moment, realizing what life is better than death.Many parts of his body were wrapped in bandages, and the exposed skin looked extremely adulterated. These parts were either scarred or pus-filled. It can be said that there were not many good skins and flesh in his whole body.

He has always been conceited and arrogant, it is too late to regret.Recalling all the past again, could it be said that this is retribution?Or do you say you did it yourself?I always thought that if someone else took his money, it should be owed to him.

People who are about to die speak well, not to mention that Yang Wendong died once.As for the Luo Gui who wanted to drag him when he was dying, he made a move that his father could not understand in the past two days. Not only did he not pursue the matter, but he also paid 500 million to the other party's family.

Perhaps because he still had expectations for his physical recovery, the money should be regarded as an atonement, and then Yang Wendong entered meditation like an old monk.

"Xiaodong, you haven't had anything in your stomach for several days, so mom feed you some porridge."

Yang Ma looked at her son distressedly from the sidelines. It should be a good thing that his son's temperament has changed a lot in the past few days.Knowing that his previous character must be to cause trouble, but he, as a mother, has always spoiled him.

Seeing her son's current appearance was like a hammer in her heart.He is just such a son, and now he is not only disfigured, but also facing permanent disability.

Alas, what kind of evil is it?

"Mom, let me do it myself."

Yang Wendong stretched out his bandage-wrapped palm, only his thumb and index finger remained, and the remaining three fingers were fused into a ball due to the burning.

Yang Ma looked at it, sighed again, and turned the spoon to Yang Wendong.

"clang--"

Yang Wendong's weak body can't lift the spoon that even a three-year-old can hold firmly with his thumb and index finger alone. The word "waste" comes to mind.

"what--"

Yang Wendong, who was originally quite calm, couldn't accept the blow that he was a waste.He swept the porcelain bowl and insulated lunch box in front of him to the ground, then smashed the daily necessities on the bed with his hands and feet, and even slammed his head into the wall.

"Doctor! Doctor!!!" Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Mama Yang hurriedly asked the doctor to come over. Now that he is in such a situation, the doctor can only give him a tranquilizer, otherwise the wound will rupture again, which may be life-threatening.

Yang's mother hugged her son while weeping silently, while comfortingly said: "Son, don't worry. Mom will let your father find the best plastic surgeon, and you will still be you in the future."

"Ha ha."

Yang Wendong, who was sedated, no longer had the energy to get angry, so he could only laugh at himself a few times.It's not that he didn't hear the doctor's diagnosis. He said that he would recover after a few more operations, and he also knew that it was absolutely impossible to restore the handsome face before.

Not to mention this finger, it was burned into a ball before, and the best way to deal with it is to cut it off, and then he will be justifiably disabled, a waste.

……

In the car.

Cheng Wei and Chen Peiqi looked at each other, and the former couldn't stand the other's impotent expression, so he asked, "I said ice, what's the matter that you can't talk about in the store, why did you bring me here?" Spacious luxury car, I'm not such a casual person."

Chen Peiqi glared at him, and said even more coldly: "It seems that you have a way to heal Yang Wendong's injury?"

"Well, it depends on whether the other party is sincere or not." Cheng Wei Shihui fiddled with his thumb and forefinger, telling the other party in a concise and concise manner that money is easy to negotiate.

Seeing Cheng Wei's smacking expression, Chen Peiqi didn't know why she felt calm and had the urge to slap him twice.But what Cheng Wei said was right, she was asking for something in front of her, so even if she wanted to slap these two slaps, she would have to wait until the matter was over.

So he promised: "If you can really cure Yang Wendong, I can give you 100 million as your reward."

Who knew that Cheng Wei was not satisfied, and said carelessly: "Forget it, you can let me down here."

He was paid more than this for a few tables of meals, let alone saving people now.In addition, Yang Wendong repeatedly found someone to make trouble in the store, and the two had already become enemies.

Originally, he thought that if the other party's reward was high enough, he could give Yang Wendong a hand.After all, Yang Wendong has already received the lesson he deserved, and the heavens ordered him to die, so Cheng Weiquan should do a good deed.

However, the reward of 100 million is really low enough. According to Yang Wendong's current injury, at least two to three high-quality potions can be used to restore the original state. In fact, the conversion is only two to three hundred spiritual points.According to the shipping price of the ingredients in the roast meat shop, it costs about 1 yuan to die.

But how can ingredients be compared with medicine? If you think food is expensive, you can buy cheap ones outside.You can buy cheap medicine and try it, if you can’t take it to death, pay it back.

"I don't know good from bad." Chen Peiqi made a comment to Cheng Wei in a low voice.

Who knew that Cheng Wei's ears were so sharp that he not only put them in his ears completely, but also pretended to be confused and asked, "What did you say?"

Hanging around such a guy would shorten her life for at least three years.Chen Peiqi's payment of 100 million is already the highest limit, because this money is not her personal expenditure, but belongs to the company's development funds.She is not the only shareholder in the company, so the money is naturally clearly divided.

But she told Cheng Wei another news, because Yang Maocai had no hope of seeking medical treatment, even the wandering warlocks would not let him go these days, and promised that as long as Yang Wendong could restore Yang Wendong's original appearance, he would give him 500 million rewards.

"500?"

It seems that Yang Maocai was worried about this matter, and he would never let his son undergo a full-body plastic surgery unless it was absolutely necessary.Although plastic surgery can more or less restore Yang Wendong's appearance, but the sequelae of plastic surgery are more, especially in Yang Wendong's current situation.

500 million Cheng Wei thinks it is still a bit small, but forget it.Who made me short of money... No, who made me kind-hearted, this time it's a big sale with tears.

After Cheng Wei stopped making troubles, the vehicle became calm again and soon arrived at the Yang family's residence.

"Uncle Yang, I'm Chen Peiqi from Ruiyi Company. Now there is someone beside me who may be able to heal your son's trauma. Do you have time to come out?"

When she came to the Yang family's residence, Chen Peiqi did not call directly at the door, but called Yang Maocai in advance.When the other party heard the news, he even spoke with a bit of excitement. Within a few minutes, Yang Maocai came to the door in an electric sightseeing car.

Cheng Wei's first impression of this person was vicissitudes of life, with a medium build, and his bones did not increase dramatically due to his affluent days. On the contrary, he looked a little thin. It seemed that he was a director of a tens of billions of listed companies, which was not what outsiders saw. So beautiful.

"Peggy, where's the tall man you mentioned?"

(End of this chapter)