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Chapter 462: Prevent death first

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    Facing Feng Jun¡¯s question, the woman nodded simply, ¡°I can make the decision, it¡¯s my daughter who took the poison.¡±

    Feng Jun glanced at the pudgy young man and then at the woman, "He said the injured person was his sister Is this your son?"

    The woman's mood became more stable when she mentioned the digression, "This is my sister-in-law's child, call me aunt."

    Cousins, Feng Jun nodded, took out a card from his pocket, and handed it to the short and fat young man, "Take two million first I'll open the door for you when the money is enough."

    The short, fat young man glanced at him, thought for a moment, then went out, hiding behind the guard box and making a phone call.

    The woman looked at him with complicated eyes and said nothing.

    Not long after, there was a soft "ding" sound, and Feng Jun's mobile online banking prompted that two million had arrived.

    He went to the refrigerator to get another ice cream, and while eating it, he said, "Open the door, your car can only park two hundred meters from the door, and you are not allowed to go any further Do you understand?"

    At this time, whatever he said was what he said. The short, fat young man and the woman nodded silently.

    The luxury bus stopped two hundred meters away. Feng Jun got on the bus and saw that it was a renovated bus. There were twelve leather sofa seats in the front and a circle of leather couches in the middle. It could be used for meetings or meals. The table was actually modified.  Automatic mahjong machine.

    You can also sleep on the sofa by folding down the armchair.

    At the back is a small operation room, where you can cook and cook, and there is even a range hood.

    ??Further back are two bathrooms, one of which also has a full bathroom.

    At the rear of the car is the lounge, which is as wide as the entire car body and nearly two and a half meters long, and can accommodate seven or eight people rolling around on it.

    This car is nice!  Feng Jun felt a trace of envy in his heart. He was unwilling to spend his limited life on the enjoyment of the mortal world, but this kind of luxurious RV still made him sigh: He really knows how to enjoy it.

    "Master, do you like this car?" The pudgy young man was very good at observing people's emotions. "It's a friend's car. If you can cure my sister, this car will be given to you."

    Feng Jun didn¡¯t want to be the kind of person who ¡°says no but is honest with his body¡±, so he just nodded lightly, ¡°Yeah.¡±

    There were actually a lot of people in the car, about a dozen, but most of them were medical staff.

    The girl who drank paraquat was lying on the sofa. She was lean and lean, with her hands, feet and waist fixed. She was almost 1.65 meters long, but her weight seemed to be less than 90 kilograms.

    She wore a respirator over her mouth and nose, her eyes were closed, and the rise and fall of her chest was extremely weak. In fact, she didn't even wear it, just a small sling, and the rise and fall of her chest were clearly visible.

    She was covered with a thin blue and white striped towel. After all, the air conditioner was on in the car and the temperature was not high.

    Because her body was fixed, there were other wires and tubes inserted into her body, and there were oscilloscopes and other things next to her.

    Feng Jun looked at it for a while, then turned to look at her mother, "What a beautiful little girlwhy can't you think about it?"

    This is not a polite statement. In fact, although the girl is dying, it can be seen that she is really beautiful.

    When the woman heard this, her tears rolled down again.

    "A little girl of 16 or 17," the pudgy young man sighed, "She was watching a TV show, but my aunt wouldn't let her watch it. But in the blink of an eye, she drank paraquat and wanted her phone back"

    "Huh?" Feng Jun felt a little incredible. He didn't agree to follow the drama, so he drank paraquat?  "A typical naughty kid."

    The woman's tears became more and more violent, as if a dam had burst.

    The corners of the pudgy young man's mouth twitched, "Who says it's not the case? But at this age everyone has been here like this. Girls need to be rich, right?"

    "Fuyang?" Feng Jun looked at him strangely, "Then the paraquat tube can't be enough to drink, right?"

    The woman choked and spoke, "Master, can we treat the child first?"

    Feng Jun glanced at her angrily, "If nothing else, I have to understand her desire to live. If she doesn't want to live, it will be in vain. Even if she is cured, she will dieis this the truth?"

    "No, no, no," the woman shook her head hurriedly, and then her tears fell again. "After she got the phone back, she was very happy, but when she heard that paraquat could not be cured, she kept saying that she was wrong  ¡­¡±

    This is a typical story of a naughty child. A girl pursues dramas, but her mother does not agree.

    The girl has good academic performance. She is sixteen years old this year and has been booked to be admitted to Beida. Compared with her, Feng Jun is considered a scumbag.

    &nbs, what they need to buy, you two can help run errands, you can even get out of the car to smoke, keep an eye on them, don't wander around the manor.  "

    The two gatekeepers and the two young men in the car got out of the car to unload the tires. Feng Jun came to the girl's side, squatted down, felt for her pulse, and squinted his eyes slightly.

    He checked his pulse for a full ten minutes before standing up and looking at the woman, "One detoxification pill is not enough, I need two."

    "No problem," the woman nodded simply, her eyes radiating hope, "Can it be cured?"

    "Two detoxification pills, plus some simple treatment" Feng Jun pondered, "I guarantee she won't die."

    "You can't die?" The woman's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Can you guarantee that?"

    "I guarantee that she will not die due to paraquat within ten years," Feng Jun replied matter-of-factly, with very careful wording, "but for other reasons, or after ten years, I do not guarantee that she will be alive."

    The woman felt a little confused, thought about it carefully, and then asked again, "You can only guarantee that she won't die, but you can't completely cure her, right?"

    "That's right," Feng Jun nodded, "More than half of her lungs have become fibrotic, and this process is irreversible."

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