Xu Qing walked into the next room with his hands behind his back. This room was very spacious. There was a black Hailun piano in the middle of the room. On the racks on the side were neatly placed various musical instruments such as cucurbits, flutes, violins, etc. It turned out that this place
It is also a musical instrument room for the owner to cultivate his sentiments.
These things had not been used since Feng Panpan moved in. There was a thin layer of dust on the piano cover, and a clear palm mark was revealed when he pressed it with his palm.
At this moment, He Shang led the Feng brothers and sisters in. Xu Qingzheng picked up a black bamboo flute and played with it, as if he was very interested in playing the pipe. Whether it was a horizontal flute or a vertical flute, they were collectively called
Guan'er, without any ambiguity, is just for blowing.
Feng Panpan had an inexplicable fear of Xu Qing. With a woman's intuition, she felt that this young man was the person who could truly determine the fate of herself and her brother for the rest of their lives, so she had to be a little more careful.
"Sit!" Xu Qingxin pointed to the two wicker chairs placed in the room, walked to the high-backed armchair in front of the piano and sat down.
Feng Panpan pulled his younger brother and sat down in an orderly manner. The two of them looked like two students preparing to be disciplined, with their feet together and their heads lowered. What the teacher was holding was not a pointer but a black flute.
Xu Qing put the black bamboo flute in his hand on the piano cover and made a soft thud sound. Feng Panpan's shoulders shook for no reason, and his chin almost touched the slope of his chest.
"Feng Panpan, right? Are you short of money?" Xu Qing suddenly asked, with a hint of doubt in his voice.
Feng Panpan bit her lip and raised her head, with a look of struggle in her eyes. She nodded and said, "Yes, I am very short of money. I have never felt that I need money so much."
"Some money doesn't belong to you at all. It will only feel hot when you take it, and you may have to pay a price."
Xu Qing looked at that beautiful face with a half-smile, and patiently waited for the next step. No matter how hard he had it, he should not use the money obtained from the kidnapping, as he would definitely pay the price for complicit.
Feng Pan looked forward to his younger brother's young face, with a gentle look in his eyes, and whispered: "Anwar needs to go to the UK for brain surgery. It's not possible without money. If he can recover his health, everything will be worth it."
Feng Anhua suddenly raised his head, stared at Feng Panpan with a pair of flashing eyes and said: "Sister, Anhua... is not sick. When will we return home? Anhua wants... to miss home."
Feng Anhua, who tried his best to argue that he was not sick, even started to stutter when he spoke. The blood congestion was oppressing his brain and seriously affected his speech ability. If he could not receive timely treatment, his condition might worsen. However, he didn't seem to care about this at all. He only wanted to talk to him.
My sister returns home together, and nothing else matters.
Feng Panpan smiled sadly and said: "As you can see, the doctor said that the blood congestion compressed the brain nerves and the language area. In addition, he lost a memory in the car accident. His current intelligence is only equivalent to about five years old.
He is a child, and what Zhang Xiaoqiang did has nothing to do with him."
Xu Qing smiled lightly and said: "Whether it matters or not is not up to you, but I do have a way to get rid of the congestion in his brain. There is no need to look far away from the nearest."
Feng Panpan is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart and knows that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky in this world, unless the oven for baking the pie is blown up by a tornado.
"Little...comrade." According to the past rules, he should be called handsome, but he is a person who can control the fate of his sister and brother at any time. After thinking about it, Feng Panpan felt awkward and just followed the Romans.
The sound of "little gay" made Xu Qing goosebumps all over his body. If gay was an honorific in the 1960s, in modern times it has become synonymous with gay friends. It would be strange not to get goosebumps.
"If you can really cure Anhua's disease, as long as he regains his memory, I promise to ask him to give Xuanyuan Tianjing as a gift."
Feng Panpan made an offer that she thought she could not refuse. To her, Xuanyuan Tianjing was just a beautiful stone, far worse than diamonds. She even omitted it in her words.
Where did those tens of millions of stolen money go?
Xu Qing said calmly: "Xuanyuan Tianjing can only be used as a reward for treating your brother, but it cannot be used as a bargaining chip for you to evade sanctions. Do you understand?"
This woman was indeed a genius and wanted to exchange freedom and millions of dollars with a piece of sky crystal, but she also underestimated Xu Qing's wisdom.
Feng Panpan's expression froze, he bit his lip and was silent for a long time: "If I am willing to return the ten million US dollars, can you let me go?"
Xu Qing shook his head: "After the treatment is completed, I can have someone send your brother back to Hong Kong." In fact, it doesn't matter even if Feng Panpan is released, but she has participated in the Tang Qingsheng kidnapping case. If she is released like this, it would be both emotional and reasonable.
It’s unjustifiable.
Feng Pan glanced at his younger brother and finally made a decision: "If it's convenient, can I watch you treat Anhua? I need to make sure that he has fully recovered."
Xu Qing shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Okay, but it's best not to disturb me when you're treating a disease." As he said that, he stood up and stepped forward. When he walked up to the two siblings, he suddenly pointed at Feng Anhua's chest.
There are two acupoints in Juque.
Feng Anhua fell down softly without even making a sound. Feng Panpan quickly held him up and stared at Xu Qing with wary eyes: "What did you do to him?"
Xu Qing smiled slightly and said: "I was afraid that he would move randomly, so I clicked on two acupuncture points and treated it as an anesthetic."
Acupuncture anesthesia is indeed the best way to use internal energy to force out the congestion in the brain. In fact, the treatment method is not different from the previous ones. It is just a matter of age.
In Xu Qing's eyes, no matter who he is, he has only one identity: a patient.
The next process was basically completed by Xu Qing independently. He moved Feng Anhua directly to the piano cover, and then smoothly channeled the congestion in his skull to his mouth with internal force, and the blood was removed in one sip.
Snap!
Two fingers poked Feng Anhua's chest, and the acupuncture points were immediately relieved. His eyelids trembled twice, and finally he opened his eyes.
"Sister!"
The first thing Feng Anhua said after regaining consciousness was to call her sister. Feng Panpan came over with tears in her eyes: "Anhua, do you still remember how you were hit by a car?"
"I remember very clearly that the person who hit me with the car was Zhang Xiaoqiang's woman in Kowloon, Du Yueru. I just scolded her a few times. This coward actually hit me with the car..."
Feng Anhua's eyes flashed with hatred. The previous confusion was no longer as good as existence. The blood congestion in his brain was cleared away. He has completely become a normal person. He is two years older than Xu Qing in terms of age.