Chapter 117 The Causes of Sleepiness
Li Yuanhu was arranged by Fan Wubing to rest at Pingyuan Hotel. After all, his body was seriously injured and he needed to take a few days of rest. Fan Wubing was preparing to send him to the General Command of Panshi Airport Construction to act as his plenipotentiary. After all, it was the one who saved his life, which gave him great hope and was easier to use.
After Feng Ping received the check of 500,000 yuan he gave him, he disappeared. However, Fan Wubing was not worried that she would run away from now on. With such a big mountain of gold in front of him, not many girls could resist such a huge temptation.
On the contrary, early the next morning, Fan Wubing was awakened by the ringing outside the door before he got up.
Fan Wubing struggled to get up, took a look through the visual system, and found that Feng Ping was standing at the door, winking at her, so she put on her clothes and went out to open the door for her.
The bodyguards of the Fan family, including six Fan Heng and two Zhang Mei, followed them all the time, and naturally the family would no longer be left to Fan Wubing for the house to take care of the house. Moreover, Fan Wubing did not like the seals to squat in front of his home, so he had to do everything by himself.
"Why did you come here early in the morning?" Fan Wubing yawned and asked with a frown.
It has been strange recently. Fan Wubing always feels a little sleepy. He has been practicing his kung fu for sixteen years, and his congenital meridians have been open. His energy and spirit are more prosperous than ordinary people. He doesn’t know how many times it has become, and he has very little sleep time. However, it has been a little different recently. He feels more sleep-deficient than ordinary people.
"It's almost nine o'clock, why are you still sleeping? I haven't heard of any rich man as lazy as you." Feng Ping looked in a good mood today. It was probably because she got a check of 500,000 yesterday and had many major events.
"I haven't realized the big dream for a thousand years. How long have I been sleeping?" Fan Wubing said to Feng Ping for a while and felt that his spirit had recovered. He also felt a little strange. However, this kind of thing was a bit mysterious, but he couldn't find out the truth for a while, so he asked Feng Ping, "Is there anything wrong with you when you come so early?"
"Can't you come to see you if you're fine?" Feng Ping said with a blank look on Fan Wubing.
Fan Wubing shrugged, thinking that after being entangled by girls, there will probably be no more private space, unless you have great concentration to ignore them, but this possibility is basically very small. At least Fan Wubing does not have much courage to turn off beautiful girls.
"I guessed that you got up very late, so I brought you breakfast." Feng Ping shook the lunch box hidden behind her in front of Fan Wubing's eyes and said to him proudly.
Fan Wubing was stunned when he saw the lunch box in Feng Ping's hand, then wrinkled his nose and sucked it twice, then asked, "It seems to be a tofu brain? It smells good-"
Feng Ping quickly opened the lunch box, and the upper layer was filled with peeled pineapple eggs and four delicate buns. Below was the fragrant tofu brain, which made Fan Wubing's index finger move.
Fan Wubing took the spoon from Feng Ping's hand, took two sips and praised repeatedly, "It's really good. Where did you get it? I remember that there seems to be no one in the breakfast stalls around who can make such a good tofu brain."
Seeing Fan Wubing praise, Feng Ping said proudly, "Of course you haven't drunk it. This is my own home. The whole rock is the only one, and there is no other semicolon."
Fan Wubing couldn't help but be amazed. He didn't expect that Feng Ping's family would do this, and he could do this at this level. It was really not easy! He couldn't help but ask, "What exactly does your family do?"
"My family is from an authentic farmer." Feng Ping said to Fan Wubing.
"Really?" Fan Wubing asked back, but he believed it a little. Who would do this kind of thing for ordinary city people? And it was so fine? It seemed unlikely. Moreover, ordinary people did not have the tools to make this thing.
"Of course it's true, otherwise how could I be so interested in making money? I just want my brother to go to a good school, make a name for himself, and achieve something in the future." Feng Ping said.
Oh, it turned out that there was another younger brother going to school. Fan Wubing nodded, but suddenly remembered something again, and felt something was wrong, so he asked, "No, right?! I remember you said that your family lives on this road, how could it be a farmer?! You are lying to others again!"
Feng Ping didn't expect Fan Wubing to react so quickly, so she replied with a smile, "My family is a farmer, which does not mean that she is still a farmer now! But my parents have been in the countryside before, so they can do these tasks, and they are very fine. The tofu brain you drink is made by my mother himself, and it only makes a pot in total."
Fan Wubing nodded. Of course, the feeling of eating small stoves and eating big pot rice is different. When making tofu brain at ordinary street stalls, of course, they are made from big pots, and it is not too fine. Of course, it is better not to have this kind of homemade flavor.
"What are your plans today?" Feng Ping asked Fan Wubing.
Fan Wubing was eating small buns, filled with fennel, which tasted quite good and was better with handmade craftsmanship. He thought to himself that Feng Ping was really a loss if she didn't open a hotel. Hearing this, he looked at Feng Ping and said, "Well, I've been sleepy recently. I want to go to a doctor to see if there is anything wrong with it?"
"I think you are in good health, your face is full of redness, not as if you are sick." Feng Ping looked up and down at Fan Wubing, and could not tell that he looked like a sick person.
Fan Wubing yawned and said, "Ha, anyway, I just think I'm a little wrong. As a human being, you can't avoid medical treatment. If you have any problems, you have to go to the hospital. You can't wait until you have a minor illness to get angry, that's too late."
After hearing Fan Wubing's words, Feng Ping was suddenly a little lost. After a long time of reaction, he shook his head and said to Fan Wubing, "Oh, what you said makes sense. My brother was delayed in the treatment opportunity, and now his legs are paralyzed."
"Oh?" Fan Wubing was stunned. He didn't expect that Feng Ping's younger brother was actually a disabled person.
In fact, most of the 500,000 that Feng Ping got was used to treat her younger brother, because the reason why her younger brother's legs were paralyzed was related to her.
"When I was a child, I took my brother out to play, right next to Liuhua River. Maybe after going into the water to swim, my brother's legs were swollen. After returning home, no one took this matter too seriously. As a result, I couldn't walk after a week. By the time I went to the hospital, there was no way. Western medicine could not find any problem. Traditional Chinese medicine said that it was wind evil and the medicine stone was ineffective." Feng Ping said a little depressedly, "It took ten years to go through this. Seeing my brother can only sit at home, I really want the person who can't walk."
The reason why Feng Ping wanted to find opportunities to make more money was that she wanted to go to a large hospital to check his younger brother to see if he could restore his ability to walk. As long as he could move freely, there was no other extravagant hope.
"In this case, I will go to Beijing in a few days. You can contact me in advance and take your brother over, check it carefully to see if there is a possibility of recovery." Fan Wubing thought that he was very familiar with the 301 General Hospital and didn't care about bothering them again, so he suggested to Feng Ping.
After breakfast, Fan Wubing and Feng Ping went to the People's Hospital with newly introduced whole-body examination equipment. After checking Fan Wubing from beginning to end, no problems were found. Finally, the director who rushed over after hearing the news suggested that the old Chinese doctor in the hospital would show him.
"Old Chinese doctor? Haha--" Fan Wubing was a little ridiculous when he thought of this noun, but the dean's kindness was hard to refuse, so he went to take a look together.
The old Chinese doctor is indeed an old Chinese doctor, not an old military doctor, but an old man with a pretty face. He is over 80 years old, with a long beard and in great spirits. When he saw Fan Wubing, he looked at him curiously and said in amazement, "This young man is a little unusual!"
Fan Wubing smiled bitterly and rubbed his nose and said, "Since it seems that everyone likes to make guest appearances, it seems that this is a trend."
The old Chinese doctor laughed and said, "Doctors and Yi are not separated. People who are engaged in Chinese medicine do not understand the Yin and Yang and Five Elements. How can they treat people with dialectical treatment?" After carefully looking at Fan Wubing, and then asking about his condition, he said, "You are a disease, not a disease."
"How do you say this?" Fan Wubing thought to himself. If it was a fortune teller, it would be fine to say such ambiguous words. It would be a bit too inappropriate for you, a doctor, to say such vague words, right?
Chapter completed!