my fairy maid

Chapter 120 IX Purifying Light

"Mr. Cheng, domineering!" Fan Jianqiang praised with a smile.

Whether it was the eldest sister Cheng Mei or Cheng Yingjie, every word from Mr. Cheng was like an ear in front of the black cat sheriff, and he immediately left the ward.

Old Master Cheng snorted weakly, and said, "Little friend, what do you mean when you say there is [-]% hope? Don't lie to me."

"Of course, I came here dryly, is it to deceive you? With that time, I might as well deceive a little girl for fun."

Seeing that his tone of voice didn't seem to be in awe of him, and his expression was relaxed, Mr. Cheng couldn't help being secretly surprised, and asked, "Have you known Yingjie for a long time?"

"The first day we met, it seemed like just over an hour."

"Oh? Then what is your plan?"

attempt? !Damn, old guy, you are too direct!

However, I also reminded Lao Tzu that when I just met a friend who met by chance, it is too pretentious and unbelievable to say that it is like old friends at first sight.

Fan Jianqiang stretched out his thumb: "Okay, let's talk quickly, as for me, I don't know what Brother Yingjie does, but I recognize the car he drives, an Aston Martin Rapide of about 300 million yuan, which can afford such a car." The person with the car should not be too poor, we might as well make a deal, if I help Mr. Cheng recover his health, I think I should get something for my work, right?"

Old Master Cheng snorted: "If you really have the ability, you can pay whatever you want."

Fan Qiangqiang said with a chuckle: "Mr. Cheng, this is yours, you can't play tricks!"

"What I say never counts." Although the bones are broken, the words are loud and clear.

"Good! Be brave! I like it. I'm not a greedy person. What I want is not too much. I want a house with an elevator in Mohai City, not less than [-] square meters. If you think it's acceptable, I'll start!"

Mr. Cheng secretly thought it was funny, my life, Cheng Leijiang, was only worth a house!

"No problem! As long as you have the ability to earn it!"

Fan Jianqiang said: "I'm just trying, if it doesn't work, I won't say anything, I don't want a dime from you! Now, Mr. Cheng, you go to bed and lie flat!"

……

A circle of faint, imperceptible light gathered in the palm of the hand, producing a slight vibration...

Purifying light.

Fan Jianqiang did not expect that the consumption of the purifying light was more exaggerated than that of the healing light. In just 2 minutes, Fan Jianqiang couldn't hold it anymore. As soon as the light dissipated, he lay down directly on the ground, panting heavily, his whole body It looks like it has been washed with water.

At this moment, Fan Qiangjian had an epiphany, why when he chose this skill, Aya reminded him twice and three times, asking him to choose other skills. You have to reach intermediate and advanced levels to be awesome, right?

You can't make yourself as tired as a dog every time you do it!

……

Cheng Leijiang was pleasantly surprised. Since he was hospitalized, he has never been able to feel so relaxed for a moment. His whole body seems to have been dredged. At the same time, he also feels extremely hungry, and his stomach soon began to hurt. stand up.

Cheng Leijiang ran out of the hospital bed and stumbled into the bathroom of the ward.

The next moment, Fan Jianqiang smelled a stench. Fan Jianqiang felt unbearable and cursed: "Damn old man! Are you taking revenge on me? Can your shit not be so smelly? Stinky!" If Lao Tzu is dead, you don’t need to give money, right?”

Fan Qiangqiang's stomach was churning, he couldn't take it anymore, he got up quickly, although he was weak, as if he had donated too much blood, he ran to the door of the ward, opened the door and ran out, bent over, Vomited in the hallway.

Cheng Mei and Cheng Yingjie, who were guarding the door, saw him coming out. They were worried about Cheng Leijiang, and they didn't have time to ask him, so they opened the door and prepared to enter the ward. They didn't know that they were smoked out as soon as they ran in.

It stinks!

"What did you do to my grandfather!" Cheng Mei tugged Fan Jianqiang unceremoniously.

After all, it was Cheng Yingjie who brought him here. Cheng Yingjie was more worried than Cheng Mei. He said anxiously: "Brother strong, tell me quickly, is my grandpa okay?"

At this time, Fan Jianqiang wished he could have a bed, and he would not get up when he lay down immediately. He was aroused by being pulled by one or another, and he waved his hands, saying: "Go away! I want to know if your grandpa is okay. I won't go see it myself!"

Seeing his righteous posture, the two siblings were shocked.

Fan Jianqiang said: "Cheng Yingjie, open a ward for me, I need to take a shower and change clothes!"

Seeing how domineering he was, Cheng Yingjie was stunned for a moment, and then realized something, couldn't help but said, "Okay, the next door, we booked the next door, I'll take you there!"

As attentive as a servant, Cheng Yingjie helped Fan Jianqiang to the next ward, and at the same time asked in a low voice: "Brother Strong, are you treating my grandfather?"

"You just know! Otherwise, why would I be so tired that I've died once! Before I came here, I told you that it's possible that after meeting your grandfather, you were the one who flattered me. Are you right?"

Cheng Yingjie was excited: "Then how is my grandfather? Is he getting better?"

"This is cancer. Do you think I am the reincarnation of Hua Tuo? There is some improvement, but it should not be fully recovered yet."

Fan Jianqiang knew that the stench in the ward was due to the old man's detoxification!It is unlikely that the cancer cell virus will be completely expelled by using the light of purification once.

When entering the room, Fan Jianqiang told Cheng Yingjie not to leak him out. Cheng Yingjie understood that this was to keep a low profile. The Cheng family has always kept a low profile. Of course he understood Fan Jianqiang's request. The ability to cure cancer is really not a joke. It is really sad to think that while gaining honor, you will lose your self and freedom.

After locking the door, Fan Jianqiang went into the bathroom, and after locking it again, he entered the Apando space.

At this time, the Alpando space is already lush and lush, the watermelon trees have grown up, and the watermelons have also taken shape. The later batches are obviously 30.00% taller than the previous trunks, and they are also stronger. The most terrible thing is that those watermelons are not the same as the previous dark green main color, but have different colors, corresponding to the color of watermelon seeds, some are red, some are orange, some are black, and some are still green. White, is this still a watermelon? !

While resting under the tree, Fan Jianqiang suddenly thought, if a watermelon falls and hits his head, will he become the saddest trainee god in the three thousand small worlds!

The orange trees, grapefruit trees, mango trees, and apple trees by the lake are now located in the middle due to the increase in space. However, at present, the trunks are still very small, and they can only grow into big trees and bear fruit in the year of the monkey.

Just as he was resting and recovering, Cheng Leijiang in the next ward was about to collapse, and the overwhelming smell almost poisoned Cheng Leijiang to death.

After wiping it clean, Cheng Leijiang escaped from the bathroom with hands and feet.