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Chapter 78, Sister, what grade are you in?

After seeing Chi Yucheng in the afternoon, more than six hours have passed. Such a long period of suffering and waiting has consumed Jia Zhengfu's patience.

Take two steps? He trembled when he stood up. How could he take two steps?

He revved his wheelchair and wanted to go to Chi Yucheng to question the other party.

According to experience, he had to turn the wheel hard to move such a long distance. He did this, but the distance was beyond his expectations.

He only pushed it for a while, but the wheelchair ran out so far that he almost ran into another old man.

The old man leaned on a crutch and retreated in panic, but jumped up suddenly.

Both of them were stunned. They looked at their bodies. The weak ghosts that had been pressing on them had dissipated. They felt relaxed, breathing smoothly, and their blood quickly transported oxygen to their bodies.

Jia Zhengfu stood up slowly in the wheelchair. His legs did not tremble or fell to the hard ground.

He tried to move forward, except for the first step because he had not walked for a long time, and his steps behind him were very steady.

He couldn't help but walk faster and faster like a child, standing on one foot, jumping with both feet, and finally hugging another old man who threw away his crutch.

The other seven were stunned and looked at them as if they had seen a ghost.

Jia Zhengfu had no time to remind others that he was busy enjoying the joy of walking that he had not lost for a long time.

Walking is a wonderful power, and not being able to walk is a humiliation to people.

Every morning and evening, the maid took him out of bed. He felt that he was not a human, but the same item. He loaded the goods on the cart in the morning, pushed them around, and unloaded them on the bed at night.

He felt ashamed.

Later, he gradually got used to it. It was not that the shame disappeared, but that the shame had dissolved pus and ulcerated the flesh in his body, and he had no feelings.

At this moment, the pus was picked open and the rotten meat was removed. He stood up again, and he finally regained his walking self-esteem!

He couldn't help laughing.

The laughter came one by one, and then seven more. Nine people noticed changes in their bodies. Their laughter filled the banquet hall, and nine elderly children ran and jumped on the spacious ground.

Jia Zhengfu calmed down first.

He thought of the boy walking past.

He thought the boy had just walked through it, because he was too stupid. Every step of the boy was stepping on the weakness that bound them, extinguishing the weakness and extinguishing it. Otherwise, how could the boy have run away after he walked through it?

He thought of Buddhist allusions. When Sakyamuni was born, he walked seven steps on the ground, and lotus grew step by step.

The boy walked past them and took a few steps. The miracle he had walked far beyond the useless lotus that Sakyamuni had!

"Is this the great existence you call?" He looked at Chi Yucheng.

When they heard the matter was serious, the old man climbed down on the table, the old man crawled out under the table, and the old man lifted the chair and played with it, let the chair return to its original purpose..., they watched Chi Yucheng together.

"First of all, I have to explain it." Chi Yucheng said, "You are not healed."

The nine old men were surprised.

"Of course, recovery is not a problem, and even rejuvenation is not a problem. As long as you have enough... pious." Chi Yucheng pointed at the top, "I think we can go to the upper floor cinema first and watch a drama."

Nine old men followed Chi Yucheng out, holding their heads up and strode, scaring the juniors waiting outside.

There were two juniors looking at their phones, and they were so scared that they fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, like a celebratory salute.

The old people were very satisfied with the shock they caused. After their bodies were weak, although the younger generation did not show any signs, they couldn't help but feel contempt. This contempt has now been shattered, so the younger generation is shocked.

While feeling refreshed, there was a shadow in the old people's hearts.

What does Chi Yucheng mean by not recovering? Aren’t they very healthy now?

...

Because Xia Qiu only drew away their weakness and disease, did not replace their broken organs, nor did they instill health in them.

Only treat the symptoms, but not the root cause.

This is of course. Although the root cause treatment cannot consume much inventory, they are just tool people.

Xia Qiu thought that they looked at me, probably a tool man, or a tool god.

The ancients worshipped God, worshipped good weather, worshiped promotions and made money, worshipped this life and the next life. Didn’t they use God as a tool?

There is no emotion between tools, only mutual use.

Therefore, Xia Qiu refused to be futile.

With the goal of restoring physical health, those tools will definitely work diligently and diligently.

If you have any trouble, throw it to Wen Nairong, and then to them. It would be great if you tease the egg rolls in your spare time, the little secretary and the good daughter.

Xia Qiu lowered his head and looked at Nanshuiyu in his arms.

They were in the hotel suite. It was too late and Xia Qiu didn't want to go back.

Nan Shuiyu took a tablet to watch cartoons. When she was advertising, she looked up at Xia Qiu, and then quietly and quickly glanced at Wen Nairong.

Wen Nairong noticed her gaze and looked at her. She immediately lowered her head, shrank into Xia Qiu's arms, pretending to be an ostrich.

Xia Qiu smiled and touched Nan Shuiyu's little head.

The little girl was a little afraid of Wen Nairong, and the reason for her fear was a bit dramatic.

While in the banquet hall, she asked Wen Nairong: "Sister, what grade are you in?"

Senior high school student Wen Nairong stared at death.

Nan Shuiyu was so scared by the young lady who was not only in the grade but also glaring at her.

She thought to herself, my mother said I can go to the fifth grade, I am just a small person. Although you are taller than me, you may not be older than me!

If she had let her know that Wen Nairong was actually a senior high school sister, her expression would have been very wonderful.

"How is the progress?" Xia Qiu asked Wen Nairong about her new membership.

"It went very smoothly." Wen Nairong looked at Chi Yucheng's report and judged.

Xia Qiu nodded. This group of members includes many industries, which is almost enough.

"How do you plan to recruit the next group of members?" he asked again.

Wen Nairong put down her phone and blinked. In the past, she reported to Xia Qiu about the club. Xia Qiu was very impatient. Why was she so proactive today?

She replied: "Adopting an invitation system, eligibility for new members to meet the requirements, and let them invite..."

"You are too far away, I can't hear it clearly, so I'll sit here." Xia Qiuzhao patted the sofa next to him.

It turned out to be the idea!

Wen Nairong sat next to Xia Qiu. Sure enough, when she continued to talk about affairs, Xia Qiu asked her to stop. The boy's goal had been achieved and he didn't need to listen anymore.

"This evening dress is pretty." Xia Qiu looked at the little secretary's body, especially the fluffy fake flower on her chest.

"However, it's useless to wear it." Wen Nairong was a little resentful.

She was going to talk to the members in the banquet hall and participate in the guidance of the new members, so she wore a polite evening dress.

Who knew that Xia Qiu was very disappointed with the atmosphere of the dinner, so she ran to the inner room to play games and insisted on her accompanying her.

"I saw it very happily, it was very useful." Xia Qiu reached out to pick the fake flowers.

"I'm going to call the police." Wen Nairong stared at Xia Qiu's hand. The fake flower was right on her chest.

"If you call the police, you will have to celebrate your birthday by yourself."

“…”

Unexpectedly, Xia Qiu still remembered her birthday, and Wen Nairong was very surprised.

"What do you want for a birthday gift?" Xia Qiu asked.

Wen Nairong didn't want to talk about her birthday, she was not mentally prepared, and Xia Qiu suddenly launched an emotional sneak attack, which made her a little shy.

She opened the topic: "I checked a member information and found that Xin Fuhan was closer to his family."

Xinfu Han?
Chapter completed!
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