Super Golden Eye

Seeing Asibu rushing out, Chen Mo asked, "Do you really want to take care of this? We've had enough trouble."

Fang Yang ate another screw, and said vaguely: "You said that there is enough trouble, is there one more screw?

Moreover, this Asidayo is a rare good official. An upright official is always more comfortable than the one with the surname Qian. It will also help us in our future work. "

"Found it!" Chen Mo wanted to say something, but Asibu ran back with a few receipts in his hand:

"Fortunately, my mother-in-law is illiterate, she thought it was something important and put it away, otherwise it would be really hard to find.

Take a look. These are the few remittances I sent for Ada. And his pay slip, it's all here. "

Fang Yang took it and saw that it was indeed an anonymous remittance, but the beneficiary was the No. 1 Primary School in WF County. From the date point of view, the last few remittances, the most one is 1,300, and the last one is 600.

Asibu explained on the side: "That's because after Daddy got sick, he spent more to see a doctor and take medicine every month, so the remittance was less."

These are all human nature, if you don't even keep your own medical expenses, then it's a bit unreasonable. But when Fang Yang saw the pay stub of Asidayo, he was stunned:

"1482? Are you sure this is a county magistrate's salary?! Only these?"

Asibu looked at Fang Yang inexplicably, "Is there something wrong? This is indeed Daddy's salary slip? The salary was only increased a year ago."

Fang Yang and Chen Mo were deeply shocked. A magnificent county magistrate's monthly salary is only more than 1,400, leaving less than 200 yuan to support the family, and all the rest is donated! What a noble character is this?

After taking photos of the receipts in hand, he solemnly returned them to Asibu: "Brother Asi, you must take good care of these. These are all precious treasures!"

Asibu scratched his head: "It's just a voucher for the remittance. What's the value? I can't draw a lottery. Even if I can draw a lottery, I won't necessarily win it!"

Fang Yang said: "Listen to me, you can't be wrong. Someone will arrange to solve your family's affairs in the near future. I wonder if you can take me to see Dad now?"

Asibu received the receipt: "Well, I will take you to see Dad."

Fang Yang and Chen Mo stood up, followed Asibu, and walked to the back room. Before entering the door, I smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

Push the door to enter, the whole room is not big, only a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and a bookshelf. There was a thin old man lying on the bed, and Asibu walked over and said softly, "Daddy, there are guests coming to see you."

Asidayo coughed a few times slightly: "Ahem, I'm like this now, what's the use of seeing me? Let them go."

Asibu gave a helpless look at Fang Yang, did you hear that? It's not that I don't help you, but the elderly don't want to see you

Fang Yang took two steps forward, lowered his body and said, "Daddy, my name is Fang Yang. I heard that you are ill. I just learned some medical skills when I was young. Can I help you see it?"

Asidayo raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yang. Although he was only the head of a poor county, his eyes were unusual. Naturally, he could see that Fang Yang's temperament was extraordinary: "Are you really trying to see a doctor? Nothing else ?"

Although the old man is not in good spirits, his eyes are still shining with wisdom. Fang Yang didn't hide it: "Also, I just hope that Dad will get better soon and go back to take charge of the county's work."

"Go back to take charge of work?" Asidayo chuckled lightly, "Hehe, I'm afraid many people don't want me to go back? And my body can't do anything else."

Under Goldeneye's observation, Fang Yang had long seen that the elderly actually did not have any major problems. It was just years of malnutrition, coupled with overwork and illness. As long as they are properly adjusted, the problem is not big.

With cares in his mind, Fang Yang has a bottom line when he speaks: "Daddy, what if I say that you can cure your illness? Will you promise me?"

Asidayo looked at Fang Yang with a fixed gaze, trying to see something in his eyes, but he was disappointed: "You want to see a doctor, I don't want to refuse, but I don't have the money to pay for the consultation.

It has been more than 30 years since I started to work, and I have never taken it for nothing. Therefore, I cannot leave a stain on myself when I am approaching the soil. "

"Consultation fee?" Fang Yang pointed to Asibu next to him: "Big Brother Asibu has just given it. So, you won't leave a stain on yourself."

Asidayo turned his gaze to Asibu: "Asibu, isn't it like this?"

"This..." Asibu was a little embarrassed: "I didn't pay him any medical fees. The two of them just had a meal at our house."

"A meal is not money? In my opinion, paying the consultation fee is enough." After saying that, Fang Yang sat down on the only stool beside the bed: "Now, can I see a doctor?"

Asidayo didn't speak any more, but with some effort he handed out his right hand and closed his eyes.

Fang Yang knew that the old man was mainly physically exhausted, so he secretly mobilized a ray of pure Feng Shui power to get in through the old man's veins.

Under Fang Yang's precise guidance, Asidalyo only felt a warm stream of warmth, starting from the veins, and sweeping across the body. That kind of refreshing feeling is an unprecedented experience.

Unconsciously, Asidayo fell asleep! Fang Yang controlled the power of Feng Shui and ran in his body for three weeks, repairing his aging and decayed internal organs, and then stopped.

He whispered his hand, made a silent gesture to Asibu and Chen Mo, covered the old man with a quilt, and walked out quietly.

Back in the main hall, Asibu asked expectantly: "Brother, how's Ada's illness?"

Fang Yang said, "There was nothing serious. I took care of his body, mainly because of overwork and malnutrition. By the way, let me see A'da's prescription."

"Oh, okay, I'll get it. It just so happens that I also feel that the medicine doesn't work, and I haven't seen any color after taking it for so long.

Soon, Asibu took the prescription. Fang Yang looked at it and found that they were all medicines that strengthened the foundation and cultivated vitality. It is still symptomatic:

"The prescription is quite good, just follow this one. It should be good for a week at most."

Asibu was stunned, apparently he didn't quite believe what he said: "Daddy has been taking this medicine for several years, and there is no use for it. Is there really no problem?"

Fang Yang replied affirmatively: "There is no problem with the prescription. The main reason for the poor effect is that Daddy's nutrition has not kept up, and when he was young, he had many dark diseases in his body.

Anyway, I will not leave these few days, I will come over if I have nothing to do. If it doesn't work, you can find me! "

Asibu was a little embarrassed: "What do you mean by this, you helped Daddy see a doctor and didn't collect money, so how can you blame you."

Fang Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Daddy will get better, WF County will get better, and your life will get better too!"

After bidding farewell to the Asibu family, Fang Yang and Chen Mo walked to the hotel. Chen Mo asked about Asidayo: "Do you really want Asidayo to go back to preside over the work in the county? Although I also think he is more suitable, it may not be easy for him to recover from illness for so long?"