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As soon as he entered the room, he saw Sun Zhengping holding a cup of tea and slowly sipping it. His expression was leisurely and extremely relaxed. When he left, the worried Sun Zhengping had disappeared. Look at his expression, he is even happier than picking up ten thousand taels of gold.
"I've met my boss!" Sun Zhengping stood up and saluted Chen Wanrong.
Chen Wanrong returned the courtesy and said: "Please sit down. I have something to do and I have kept you waiting."
Sun Zhengping hurriedly said: "What are you talking about, boss? You are busy with business. I came here to see if there are any new requirements from boss?"
"There are no requirements. You can manage it how you want. You are familiar with it." Chen Wanrong was very curious and asked: "Looking at your happy face, I know you did a good job. Congratulations."
Sun Zhengping smiled brightly and said, "Thanks to my boss's good wishes, everything went smoothly."
"What is it, can you tell me now?" Chen Wanrong wanted to ask when he left. He was in a bad mood at that time, so Chen Wanrong held back because he was afraid of hurting his heart. Now that he was in a good mood, it was time to clear up his doubts.
Sun Zhengping did not answer immediately, but picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Master, Quanzi's condition has improved."
It is gratifying that his son's condition has improved, but Chen Wanrong has a big mystery. It costs thousands of taels of silver to treat a disease. What disease is this? A few thousand taels of silver is an astronomical figure even in modern times when medical expenses are high. A heart or liver replacement is no problem.
"A lucky person has his destiny, so I wish him good health as before." Chen Wanrong had to go through the etiquette before asking.
Sun Zhengping hurriedly said: "Thank you, my boss, thank you, my boss!"
"What disease does he have? It forces you to sell wine." Chen Wanrong asked the question.
Sun Zhengping said with a smile: "This disease is strange, it is called a disease without disease!"
"A disease without disease?" Chen Wanrong muttered. Can we still call it a disease if we are not sick? The world is really big and full of wonders. Even the name of the disease is so weird.
Sun Zhengping looked at Chen Wanrong and saw the confusion on his face, so he explained: "Speaking of illness, people are in good health. They can eat, drink, and sleep, but they can't move or talk. They even have to go to the toilet. Personal service."
Being in a vegetative state was more worrying than suffering from a disease. Chen Wanrong thought to himself, no wonder he was so impatient. Sun Zhengping continued: "So this disease is called disease-free disease."
"A vegetative state is a vegetative state, and it is called a disease without a disease," it is really confusing. Chen Wanrong suppressed his laughter and asked, "How was your master's health before? How did he get this disease?"
"Thanks to my boss for asking me, Quanzi's health is neither good nor bad. He's doing well and not suffering from any serious illness." The joy on Sun Zhengping's face has disappeared, replaced by pain: "I don't know if it's because I'm offended. I killed some god and punished him, and suddenly fell ill ten days ago, and now I am like this."
Thinking of my son's suffering, I couldn't help but burst into tears. I wiped my tears and said, "We have tried many different methods of medical treatment, but it just doesn't work. The doctors didn't help, so we asked half-immortals to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts, but it still didn't work. Until one day, I heard someone say Liu Shenxian, who has great medical skills and has the ability to bring people back to life, even flesh and bones."
The ancients did not write drafts when they boasted. Even famous doctors such as Hua Tuo and Bian Que did not have such ability. Boasting so much is definitely not a good thing. Chen Wanrong's conjecture was confirmed by Sun Zhengping's following words. He only heard him say: "There's just one thing. Liu Shenxian generally doesn't treat people's illnesses. It's very difficult to ask him to treat diseases. Asking him to treat a disease at least once requires a lot of effort." Spend several thousand taels of silver."
If you are greedy for money, you are definitely not a good person. He might be a charlatan. Chen Wanrong shook his head secretly and asked, "Did you ask him to touch him?"
Sun Zhengping was extremely honored and could not help but nod his head and said: "Yes. I went to Liu Shenxian's residence, negotiated and begged for three days, and then I invited him to move."
"How did he cure it?" Being able to cure a vegetative state greatly is not an easy skill. Chen Wanrong would be very curious if he didn't.
Sun Zhengping swallowed his saliva, with a look of surprise on his face: "My boss, this Liu Shenxian's ability is really incredible. As soon as he arrived at our house, he opened his eyes and saw that there was a monster in our house. Liu Shenxian used his supreme skills With his magical power, he pulled out three snake demons in one go. When he grabbed the snake demons in his hand, they were still screaming, which sounded terrifying."
Where do the gods and ghosts come from in the world? This is undoubtedly a trick. Sun Zhengping was taken advantage of without realizing it. Chen Wanrong did not point it out and asked: "How did he catch the snake demon?"
Sun Zhengping took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said: "Liu Shenxian used magic to attach the soul of the snake demon to the paper, and then baked it with incense and it appeared. Boss, do you know? Although the snake demon isTiancheng praised so highly: "Thanks to Shopkeeper Yuan for not giving up, I am deeply honored!"
Yuan Tiancheng patted his chest and promised: "Shopkeeper Chen, I don't dare to say anything else. If you want to make something in the future, I don't dare to say anything more. For three or two hundred taels of silver, don't mention the money."
"Two or three hundred taels of silver is not a small amount. He acted like a normal person. If Chen Wanrong hadn't heard what he said sincerely, he would have thought he was just talking casually. You can guess that there has been a lot of business in the past few days, otherwise Chen Wanrong would not be so loud. Chen Wanrong really didn't expect that a mere thread could have such a great function.
Yuan Tiancheng made a special trip to express his thanks, talked for a while, and then left.
After sending Yuan Tiancheng away, Chen Wanrong rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work hard to make concentrated sulfuric acid. Zheng Qing and Qing'e looked at him very excitedly, eager to see the magic of sulfuric acid right away.
"Brother Chen, what should we do?" Zheng Qing looked at Chen Wanrong eagerly.
This method was so familiar that Chen Wanrong didn¡¯t even have to think about it and said, ¡°Let¡¯s light up the charcoal fire first.¡±
"I'll move it!" Zheng Qinglian moved lightly and trotted away.
Qing'e rolled her eyes at Chen Wanrong and said dissatisfiedly: "You want to tire Miss to death? If a grown man doesn't do this, I want Miss to do it. Are you embarrassed?"
Such a lovely person, even if she wanted to do it, Chen Wanrong couldn't bear to tire her out, so he stuck out his tongue at Qing'e, made a face, and followed Zheng Qing. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com