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Zhao Qingheng: ""
The biggest funny thing this year was that he accidentally fell down the stairs upstairs from his home and was hospitalized. Then his ex-fianc¨¦e came over and told him that someone had planted a worm on his body.
¡°I just demonstrated it in front of him and caught those bugs.
And there are not many other bugs on him yet.
Zhao Qingheng is now facing the question of whether Su Nanzhi is a liar.
"Why do you ask for one hundred thousand? Are you short of money?" Zhao Qingheng asked after being silent for a long time.
Su Nanzhi: "If I were a liar, I should want one million now, not one hundred thousand."
Zhao Qingheng: ""
This is the truth.
¡°Then tell me, why do I have that kind of thing on my body?¡±
Su Nanzhi sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed: "This is butterfly Gu."
Zhao Qingheng thought of the black squirming thing just now, "You call that thing a butterfly?"
Su Nan Zhi glanced at him coolly, "Which butterfly has broken out of its cocoon and become a butterfly? If they break out of their cocoon and become a butterfly, you will be dead too."
Zhao Qingheng: "Then tell me, why is there such a thing in my body?"
Su Nanzhi was silent again, "Actually, it's not just you who has something on you, but your mother's as well."
That was what Su Nanzhi discovered when she went to Zhao¡¯s house for the first time.
At that time, she was in a good mood, probably because she had just dismissed the troublesome baby girl, so she helped suppress the poisonous insects on Mrs. Zhao's body.
???????????????????????? But that method doesn¡¯t cure the root cause, and it shouldn¡¯t take long for those Gu insects to start to move again.
So now, everything has been grafted onto Zhao Qingheng.
¡°In the final analysis, this is a process of purposeful contagion.
"My mother has it too?" Zhao Qingheng took a deep breath, "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Why, haven't you noticed recently that your mother is grumpier than usual, or has hair loss, graying, or deepening wrinkles?" Su Nanzhi asked.
¡°You¡ª¡ª¡± Zhao Qingheng suddenly stopped as soon as he finished speaking.
He thought of the frequent quarrels between his mother and his father during the recent period, and she was always complaining that her hair was falling out badly. She went to dye her hair last week, and he also discovered that his mother was losing her hair in a way that was visible to the naked eye. The speed is much haggard.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Zhao Qingheng suddenly realized a problem, as the Chinese often say - it is better to believe that something exists than to believe something does not exist.
Su Nanzhi looked at his expression, as if he was finally able to speak properly, and then said: "I must declare in advance that if your mother is included, it will be a different price."
"I know, two hundred thousand for two people." Master Zhao is not short of money at all.
"Wrong," Su Nanzhi sneered, "You have one hundred thousand, and your mother has five million."
Zhao Qingheng¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°Are you robbing money?¡±
Su Nanzhi: "Why, this is money to buy your life. Do you think it's expensive?"
Zhao Qingheng: "Why is there such a big difference?"
Sunanzhi will never leave it unclear about the price.
"I said, one hundred thousand is a student discount for you," Su Nanzhi slowly explained, "Secondly, do you think the mother's price is expensive? Do you think Mrs. Zhao is not worth the price?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com