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Chapter 1798 Do a good deed every day

"I have been fighting cancer over the years. Although it is very painful, my physical fitness is not bad. I also believe that one day, I will be able to defeat the disease." An'er is full of confidence.

"You seem to be very confident in yourself." Chen Yu smiled: "This is an incurable disease. Even in developed countries, there is no way to cure this disease. It can only extend your life, but it cannot cure it.

Get better with your illness."

"Because I believe in Buddhism, I believe that if anyone does one good deed every day, Buddha will definitely bless me." An'er said firmly.

Then he looked at Chen Yu with fiery eyes: "Do you have any good treatment for my disease...?"

"Yes, of course." Chen Yu nodded: "I can make your illness recover quickly, and I can make you like a normal person."

"Sir, are you telling the truth?" An'er was surprised and happy.

He almost screamed because he believed that the person in front of him was his noble person.

"Of course it's true, but why should I help you?" Chen Yu sneered. Even if this guy is better than the other two, it can't change his nature. Chen Yu has no obligation to help him.

"No one can refuse Mr. An'er." A bodyguard rushed out and pointed at Chen Yu with a fierce look on his face: "You will pay the price for your arrogance."

"Dodge, shut up." An'er was furious and quickly stopped his bodyguard.

But Chen Yu no longer planned to be polite to this guy. He raised his head, stared at the bodyguard, and then said lightly: "I don't like you very much. It's not your fault that you're a human dog, but it's your fault that you bite people."

Already."

Chen Yu glanced over with a sharp look, and the bodyguard grunted. His body flew back quickly, flying a full seven or eight meters away, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

The remaining bodyguards quickly drew out their guns and pointed them at Chen Yu, but Chen Yu waved his right hand and all the bodyguards stood stiffly on the spot, unable to move.

"Stop, everyone, stop." An'er shouted angrily.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether his subordinates can stop or not, because without exception, these subordinates are all pinned here and unable to move.

"I'm sorry, sir. I apologize to you on behalf of my subordinates. Please forgive them for their rudeness." An'er stood up quickly and apologized to Chen Yu in person.

"Forget it, these people are not worth my while. If I really want to kill them, do you think they still have a chance to stand in front of you now?" Chen Yu glanced at An'er and said calmly.

"Of course, if Sir wanted to kill them, it was just a matter of thought. I would like to thank Sir for not killing them on their behalf." An'er apologized repeatedly.

"Forget it, I don't want to argue with you. Stay away from me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that my temper will continue to be so good." Chen Yu glanced at him.

"Yes, I understand. I will let them go immediately and make sure they don't dare to harass you, sir, I promise." An'er nodded, then stretched out his hand to shout away his subordinates.

"Sir, may I ask your surname?" After An'er dismissed these people, he couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked: "I have always liked to deal with Chinese people, so..."

"My name is Chen Yu. You don't like to deal with China, but you heard that Chinese people can cure your disease, right?" Chen Yu raised his head and glanced at him: "Am I right?"

"This..." An'er was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully: "To tell you the truth, there is indeed an eminent monk, who can be regarded as my master. He told me that one day I will meet a Chinese

Man, he is a noble man."

"He can directly cure my disease, and he can tell at a glance that I am terminally ill. Mr. Chen, just now you directly said that I am terminally ill, so I..."

"So you think I am your noble?" Chen Yu glanced at him and said calmly.

"Yes, that's what the master said. I believe what he said is absolutely correct, so I beg Mr. Chen to save me." An'er said in a pleading tone.

"I don't belong to the Buddhist family." Chen Yu said leisurely: "The Tao I belong to is about chance. There is no chance between you and me, so there is no such thing as being saved or not. Do you understand?"

"This..." An'er was embarrassed. He paused and said, "Mr. Chen, if you have any requests, feel free to put them forward and I will definitely fulfill your wishes."

"I don't have any requirements. The only requirement is that you stay away from me now." Chen Yu said, "As for saving you, it depends on my mood and your performance."

"What kind of performance does Mr. Chen want from me?" An'er asked cautiously.

"Some things are meaningless to say. How you express yourself depends on you." Chen Yu glanced at him, ignored him, and closed his eyes.

Soon the plane took off, and Chen Yu was sitting in the business class. Perhaps because of Chen Yu, An'er's attitude was very respectful. He rushed all his bodyguards to the economy class at the back, wanting to talk to Chen Yu.

Some opportunities to be alone make it easier to get close to Chen Yu.

But Chen Yu's attitude towards him has always been lukewarm, because Chen Yu knows what he wants. Chen Yu usually keeps a distance from those who are too purposeful.

After An'er showed his courtesy several times, he became a little discouraged because Chen Yu always remained indifferent to him.

But considering that his life is in Chen Yu's hands, no matter how bad Chen Yu's attitude towards him is, this guy still won't give up.

This plane is a big plane, and the business class is very large and luxurious. In addition to Chen Yu, there is also a girl and an old man. The old man is wearing a robe and has silver hair. Although he is old, he looks energetic.

In particular, his face is very rosy, which is even more beautiful than the average young face.

At a glance, you can tell that this old man is someone who knows how to maintain good health. If nothing else, you can see his extraordinary features from his appearance.

On the contrary, the girl next to him was physically inferior. She looked pale and weak, and her eyes seemed to have no luster, and her whole person looked lifeless.

However, although she was haggard, she still could not hide her beautiful face. Her illness only added a touch of morbid beauty to her, giving people a very loving feeling.

This old man was taking care of the girl along the way. It was obvious that they were grandfather and grandson.

The old man knew medical skills, but the girl felt short of breath and had difficulty breathing for a while, so the old man took out a needle and performed acupuncture on her.

"Qing'er, are you feeling better?" After the acupuncture was completed, the old man took off the needle and asked with concern.

"Grandpa, I'm much better. Don't worry. I'm from the Tang family. I won't die that easily." The girl named Qing'er smiled slightly.

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