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Chapter 461 Slowly Regret

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    The young man who jumped down is not tall, about 1.68 meters tall, slightly fat, not too ugly, with thin skin and tender flesh.

    The concierge directly blocked the car. Since Mr. Feng showed his skills in Baixing Town, people come here every day to seek treatment.

    It doesn¡¯t matter if you ask for treatment. The key is that many people just want to give a bowl of water, saying that they will give alms.

    "Almsgiving is free of charge, not how much it costs to treat a disease. In other words, people who come here basically have the mentality of taking advantage.

    Mengang usually just stands in the way of this kind of thing. Today, I suddenly heard someone say "poisoning" and I was stunned.

    Everyone has kind hearts, and Liang Mengang is no exception. They didn¡¯t say anything about asking Mr. Feng, but just glared, "Why don¡¯t you rush to the hospital if you are poisoned? We are not a hospital here. We don¡¯t want anything to happen to your family, so just leave as soon as possible."

    The young man said with a grimace, "I have been sent to the hospital, but there is no cure I came to you after someone else gave me advice."

    "What the hell, the hospital can't cure it, why are you sending it here?" Gao Menggang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What kind of poison?"

    The young man replied with a dark face and frustration, "Paraquat."

    "Paraquat" Ai Menggang repeated, and then shouted, "Paraquat? Who can cure that thing?"

    "Haha, paraquat," Gaomenggang also chuckled, "This medicine will kill you, even if the gods come, they won't be able to save you."

    The young man said simply, "We will pay as much as you want As long as the treatment is good, you can say whatever you want."

    "Ha," Gao Menggang snorted disapprovingly, "If it can't be cured, I won't give it to you, right?"

    The young man looked at him and said, "If it can't be cured, it can't be curedif it can't be cured, it can't be like a lion opening its mouth, right?"

    "So, you'd better go find a famous doctor quickly," Gao Menggang waved his hand, "Really, don't delay."

    At this time, Feng Jun walked over in a car, "I remembered to buy ice cream, right? I want a mung bean one, ice-sized."

    The two men had already seen him walking this way. Hearing this, the tall man immediately walked to the refrigerator, took out three popsicles, gave one to Feng Jun, and shared one with himself and the short man. Then he said with a smile,  "So you like mung beans?"

    "Well," Feng Jun tore open the package, took a bite, walked to the trash can and threw away the package, then walked into the booth and said casually, "Actually, let's make some mung bean soup ourselves, boil the mung beans until they just bloom, and then freeze them.  Get up to get even more angry."

    "Then I'll buy some mung beans in the afternoon," the short man said with a smile, "Is it better to put some rock sugar on it?"

    The three of them were chatting and directly put the short and fat young man aside, not caring that the other party was anxious and angry.

    This is not because the two gatekeepers are heartless, but because they are former farmers, they know paraquat too well. If you drink it, you will die, or die slowly, and there is no point in worrying.

    After chatting for a while, Feng Jun looked at the short and fat young man and said, "Who are you and why are you blocking the door?"

    The pudgy young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied respectfully, "My sister has been poisoned. I want to see Master Feng of the manor. I also ask this friend to help introduce her I will definitely repay her."

    Feng Jun actually heard something similar just now, so he turned his head and glanced at the tall gate post, "I heard it was paraquat?"

    "Yeah," the tall man took out a pack of cigarettes and wanted to give Feng Jun a cigarette. Seeing him wave his hand, he gave one to the short man and said, "I've already said that no one can cure this poison.  .¡±

    Feng Jun glanced at the pudgy young man, took another bite of the ice cream, and said vaguely, "Send him to the hospital quickly, don't waste time you have to believe in science."

    Chubby sighed heavily, "We just came out of the hospital. The doctor said it couldn't be done. I heard that Master Feng is very experienced in treating poisoning, so we came to give it a try."

    "Is this treating a dead horse as a living horse?" Feng Jun gave him a dissatisfied look, "Can salmonella and paraquat be the same?"

    He is from a small county town, and he also knows a lot about paraquat. This pesticide can be named "enough time to regret."

    Paraquat will not kill you immediately after taking it, but will cause pulmonary fibrosis. This process is gradual and irreversible. In the end, the entire lung will be unable to breathe, and you will die bit by bit.

    The pain of gradual lung fibrosis is extremely cruel and can last for more than ten days or even more than a month.

    ???????????????????????? This is the most cruel pesticide, bar none. Those highly toxic pesticides will kill you after just one suffocation, leaving the user with no time to regret, so they are relatively merciful.

    If paraquat is taken to a certain dose, there is really no cure.

    In fact, Feng Junp; "Two million?" The pudgy young man was stunned when he heard this, "This, Master, you also"

    Feng Jun looked at him with interest, "Why, it's too expensive? This is a human life."

    The pudgy young man was stunned for a moment, but he finally came to his senses, "I understand, the salmonella in Baixing Town involves the master's reputation. Now we can only spend money to buy the master's hand"

    Feng Jun nodded, thinking that you are not too stupid, "How about you give me a reason to take action?"

    The pudgy young man thought for a moment and shook his head, "Forget it, two million is just two million can it be guaranteed to be cured?"

    Feng Jun shook his head and replied simply, "That's impossible. Who can guarantee that paraquat can be cured? Two million is the price of one pill. I haven't said anything else yet."

    The pudgy young man¡¯s eyes widened and he spoke through gritted teeth, ¡°Master, you are going too far¡±

    "Okay, just two million," the woman said, "I'll buy the master for two million. As long as I can save people, the conditions are whatever you want!"

    "Wait a minute," Feng Jun glanced at her and said calmly, "Can you make the decision?"

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