Chapter 11 Mr. Wen doesn’t like to earn poor people’s money

"Cut it off?!"

"hold head high!"

"Cut off all one leg?!"

"It's not necessary to chop so much."

As he spoke, Wen Lianggong pointed to Sheng'an's broken leg, which had grown stronger, and continued.

"If you see that the section has grown, take a knife, click it, and cut out the wound. It will sizzle and bleed."

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had taken action yet, Wen Lianggong wondered.

"What are you all doing standing there in a daze? Are you suffering from hysteria? Hurry up, after finishing this order, I'm waiting to go get some skewers!"

Seeing Wen Lianggong urging, Miss Qilin took a kitchen knife and said tangledly.

"Isn't it the regeneration of severed limbs? Why..."

"Nonsense, even if I can regenerate my severed limbs, you still have to leave a wound for me to grow limbs, right? He has already grown them."

When he saw Wen Lianggong, he would take the knife from his hand and do it himself.

Taking a step back, Miss Qilin hesitated.

"Is it okay if I don't cut it?"

"Don't you want to chop it? That should be fine too."

"Alright?! Then you..."

"Hey, aren't I afraid that when the limb breaks through the fracture, it will hurt and itch, and he won't be able to bear it? Rather than that, I might as well chop it off for him now."

What Wen Lianggong said was indeed reasonable, but Miss Qilin didn't think so.

"That's true, but aren't you a nanny? Does a nanny also need to consider these things?"

Wen Lianggong was stunned when he heard this.

"Yes, I'm a nanny! A nanny doesn't need to think about common sense and these fancy things! Can't you just be reckless?!"

Recalling that when Ge Xiaolun was treated before, he felt no pain except feeling refreshed.

Wen Lianggong sighed.

"Sure enough, empiricism is unacceptable!"

Immediately, Wen Lianggong no longer hesitated, his hand slipped, and with a slow healing blow, he threw it directly on Sheng'an's body.

The immediate effect was that his legs, which had been growing for half a year, began to squirm at the fracture.

But in just a few seconds, two new legs sprouted directly from the flesh bud after the flesh bud.

Even his body, which had gradually shrunk due to long-term bed rest, became stronger visibly.

The speed was so fast that Wen Lianggong didn’t even have time to ask him how he felt!

But after all, this was his first seriously ill patient. In line with the benevolent attitude of a doctor, Wen Lianggong still asked.

"Well, how did you feel when the severed limb regenerated just now? Did it hurt?"

But who would have expected that as soon as he finished speaking, Sheng'an, a seven-foot-tall man, burst into tears.

Then, with a pop, in full view of everyone, he knelt down directly in front of Wen Lianggong.

A handful of runny noses, a handful of tears, a benefactor in every mouthful, and a sincere cry.

This touching scene, not to mention Miss Qilin and Miss He Weilan, it was Wen Lianggong who came to the rescue, made my heart feel sour.

Just think about it, at the age of youth and sunshine, something like this happened.

Because Liu Chuang, a scumbag, a good young man, ended up like this.

An aspiring young man who had made great achievements in the vast world suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley and fell into the abyss. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been unable to live this life long ago.

Mainly because of the despair of not seeing any hope, Wen Lianggong, an outsider, felt terrified when he thought about it.

Let alone him as the client.

Especially the two people behind Wen Lianggong, whose knees seemed to be starting to weaken due to Sheng'an's infection.

Although Wen Lianggong was not a serious person, from the moment he saw Miss Qilin, he had already made up his mind to break Miss Qilin's knees sooner or later.

But it’s not the kneeling method!

Therefore, seeing that the knees of Miss Qilin and Miss He Weilan were about to bend, Wen Lianggong quickly helped Sheng'an, a seven-foot man, up.

Patting him on the shoulder, Wen Lianggong persuaded him.

"What are you doing? Get up, get up."

"I can understand how you feel. But there is gold in a man's knees. Except for your parents, no one in this world is worthy of your kneeling."

Pointing to himself again, Wen Lianggong said seriously.

"I'm not worthy of you kneeling down like this!"

"We work with money!"

This sudden transition directly short-circuited Sheng'an, who had just experienced great tragedy and joy.

But after he came to his senses, he ran back to his bedroom as soon as possible.

After a while, I brought back a lot of broken bits and pieces.

That's really fragmented.

There were passbooks, cash, and house books, and Wen Lianggong even saw a few exquisite figures inside!

Anyway, as long as they were valuable things, he took them out in one fell swoop.

While stuffing it into Wen Lianggong's hand, he said sincerely.

"Rich! Rich! I'm rich!"

At first, Wen Lianggong was a little excited.

After all, there are so many things, this is the rhythm to be distributed!

But when he took advantage of the pushing and pushing, he inadvertently took a closer look at the many fragments in front of him...

The bankbook barely exceeds 10,000 yuan, and the cash is less than 1,000 yuan...

The only real estate loan that can be looked forward to is the old man from a small town in the 19th tier. If he takes on another mortgage...

Good guy, among this pile of bits and pieces, only those few figures still look like they are the same.

But the problem is, even if he is willing to give these figures. Wen Lianggong, who knows that the figure is the life of the person holding the figure, would he be embarrassed to ask for it?

That is to say, Wen Lianggong has no money in his pocket now. Let me tell you, if he had money, he would even want to help him in turn!

Since both the left and the right were of little use, Wen Lianggong simply returned all the things in his hands in a dignified manner.

And gave words of advice.

"You should keep this money and live a good life."

Sheng'an is naturally unwilling to do this.

Ever since, the two sides started arguing over this matter for a long time.

Seeing that it still didn't make sense, Wen Lianggong said helplessly.

"Why are you still saying you won't listen? I really don't need it. And even if I am short of money, I still don't need your three melons and two dates."

Wen Lianggong's face turned red when he saw that he had said "three melons and two dates" directly to Sheng'an. Wen Lianggong nodded.

"So, work hard, Saonian! Try to be able to pay my price next time! Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

He patted this buddy's shoulder encouragingly, which moved Sheng'an deeply.

Then, with one hand grabbing one and the other by the arms of the two girls, Wen Lianggong and the other two left the place directly.

On the way back, I saw Wen Lianggong sighing all the time.

After enduring it for a long time, Miss Qilin couldn't help but said.

"I said, are you still done? It's obvious that you want to show off your style and don't want any reward. Now you are complaining like this, are you poisonous?"

Wen Lianggong had been waiting for Miss Qilin's words, so as soon as Miss Qilin finished speaking, Wen Lianggong took over.

"Mr. Wen doesn't like making poor people's money."
Chapter completed!