Super Monk

"What did you say?" Director Xing didn't even look at Zhao Fugui. He held his head high and was about to walk over, but Zhao Fugui's words forced him to turn back.

"I said you have three months to live at most. If you believe it, we'll talk in the office. If you don't believe it, you can go on now!" Zhao Fugui lightly dropped a sentence, and then turned to push open the door of the director's office and went in. Jiang Qianqian and the shop owner are a little worried, but they still follow Zhao Fugui into the shop.

"Psycho!" Director Xing's face changed. He clamped the briefcase in his arms and walked downstairs as if he didn't believe it.

"Mr. Zhao, director Xing has gone. What can I do? If the housing authority is so stuck, we can't handle the transfer of ownership! " Jiang shallow eyes full of worry said.

"It's not easy to be the head of a unit in the system. He is only 40 or 50 years old this year, and he can enjoy it for a long time. Now that he has the conditions to enjoy it, do you think he will cherish his life! Even if he was suspicious, he would listen to why he was dying! " Zhao Fugui confidently said, "he will be back in ten minutes. Secretary Jiang, please make some tea!"

"Good!" Jiang Qian saw that Zhao Fugui was full of confidence and didn't say much. He took the tea from director Xing's desk and made a few cups of tea. Before Jiang Qianqian's tea was ready, director Xing pushed the door and came in.

"Well, you are really strangers Seeing Jiang Qianqian making tea with his tea, director Xing's face turned black and said in a deep voice.

"Good tea, good tea!" Zhao Fugui slowly tasted a mouthful of tea and said with admiration that the tea was fragrant without crying. It tasted mellow, not ordinary tea.

"Tieguanyin, the first batch of new tea this year, is naturally good tea!" Seeing that Zhao Fugui ignored him, director Xing sneered and said, "what's the matter with you breaking into my office? It's time to get off work now. If you don't tell me, I'll call the police! "

"Director Xing, there's nothing valuable in your office except this tea. I think you're not afraid of office theft, are you? Otherwise, you won't even lock your office after work! " Zhao Fugui said lightly, "I'm afraid that's not what you want to ask?"

Director Xing's face changed slightly, and he stared at him calmly for a while. Zhao Fugui said, "you just said that I will die within three months. What do you mean?"

"Director Xing, your attitude seems like an enemy to me. What do you want me to say?" Zhao Fugui took another sip of tea and said with a smile.

Director Xing's face turned black again, but after a few minutes, he tried to squeeze out a few smiles on his face and asked, "I'm in good health now. I only had a comprehensive physical examination last year, and I'm not sick. Why do you say I will die within three months?"

"What's the relationship between the physical examination last year and this year?" Zhao Fugui said faintly, "do you have a bad appetite and don't want to eat too much recently, but you just have to eat a little bit more and your stomach is very uncomfortable?"

"How do you know that?" Director Xing's face changed greatly. He stood up and asked with a look of panic.

"I also know that you often have diarrhea and can't eat greasy food. You used to like noodles with heavy oil in the morning, but now you have congee instead? And recently, you hardly go to social parties in the evening and start to exercise, don't you? " Zhao Fugui said.

"Yes, that's right. Now I only drink congee every morning, and I don't even eat steamed buns. I've pushed all the social activities that I can push in the evening. I also start to exercise every day and go to work by bike! What's the matter with me? " Director Xing repeatedly nodded, said by Zhao Fugui, sweating and terrified.

"You have gastric cancer, and it's in the middle stage. It's not far away from the end of your life!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"What? Impossible, impossible, how can I have cancer, how can it be! " Director Xing's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled. It seemed that his spirit had been seriously hit.

Jiang Qianqian and the boss of zuixianlou are shocked to see Zhao Fugui, but they never expect Zhao Fugui to say that director Xing has cancer.

"If your stomach cancer goes to the hospital now, they may cut off your stomach before the cancer begins to metastasize and prevent the cancer cells from spreading. But I can tell you responsibly that even if they cut off your whole stomach, they can't organize the spread of cancer cells!" Zhao Fugui said in a deep voice, "in three months, you will die because of ineffective chemotherapy!"

"I don't believe it. You must have lied to me. I don't believe it. Just look at me and you can see that I have cancer. How can you not lie to me?" Director Xing stayed for a while, then yelled in a rage.

Jiang Qianqian looks worried. If Xing Suo grows up and makes trouble, he will be in trouble.

"Mr. Zhao!" Jiang Qianqian wants to persuade Zhao Fugui not to stimulate director Xing. Zhao Fugui waves her hand at will, indicating that she doesn't need to say.

"Director Xing, don't talk in secret. You must know who I am, don't you? Someone has already said hello to you and asked you not to go through the transfer procedures for us, right? " Zhao Fugui asked lightly.

"Yes, I know that you are Zhao Fugui, president Zhao of Xiaowan village, but you have offended Jiang Shao. I can't afford to offend you, let alone Jiang Shao. Jiang Shao has already said hello. You can't handle this transfer procedure anywhere! " Cried Xing Suo."Sure enough, it's him. I said that no one in Chengdu would embarrass me for no reason!" Zhao Fugui's eyes flashed, and then said to director Xing with a sneer, "since you know who I am, you should know how my medical skills are?"

"It's said that you're a miracle doctor, and you're better than a big man in Beijing. But no one has seen these things. Everyone says it's a rumor, and no one believes it!" Director Xing said harshly.

"is it rumor that you say it is not? You think it's a fake. The long life pills and treatment spray of Lin's group were invented by me. They were marked with my name. Can't they be fake? Do you think I can't afford the title of "miracle doctor" with these two products Zhao Fugui said with a sneer.

's director's face was peristaltic, and he wanted to make a retort, but he did not understand longevity pills. But he had seen the effect of spray, a miracle product, which is absolutely not the magic medicine that modern medicine can explain.

Zhao Fugui can even invent that magic medicine. If he is not a miracle doctor, is there a miracle doctor in the world? If Zhao Fugui is a miracle doctor, could he be wrong?

"Mr. Zhao, it's not that I want to embarrass you. I'm also forced. You must help me. I know you can help me. Please help me!" Director Xing suddenly fell down on his knees in front of Zhao Fugui with a "plop" and said with a pleading face.