Fangzheng nodded slightly and ignored the boorish man.
Song Xianhe was a lot more refined than Third Brother. With a hint of respect and humility, he asked, "Abbot Fangzheng, what about my father's illness?"
Fangzheng didn't say a word. Instead, he walked over and carefully observed the elder. He was an extremely benevolent elder. He had a head of white hair, and his skin was sallow. His eyes were tightly shut, as though he was unconscious. However, his brows were tightly furrowed. He was likely still conscious.
Although the elder was very thin, he was very clean. He didn't have any strange smells on him. Clearly, it was a result of frequent bathing. He definitely had a diligent person taking care of his personal hygiene.
Looking at the nurse beside him, Fangzheng realized that the three brothers were rather rich.
However, Fangzheng was puzzled. The three brothers didn't look alike. Song Xianhe looked like a handsome middle-aged man with a hint of calmness. He had the bearing of an old cadre. If Fangzheng hadn't been able to see the black baneful aura from him, he would have easily believed that he was a decent person based on his appearance.
Second Brother had a crew cut and a squarish face. However, his facial features were a little slanted, making him look a little uncoordinated. There was also a problem with his mouth. With Fangzheng's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that he likely had a cleft lip in the past. Later on, he underwent a mediocre surgery that healed it, but it still left some residual effects.
Second Brother's eyes were very small, but his gaze was very sharp. He was like a guard, constantly maintaining a sense of vigilance.
Third Brother was burly and bald. He had thick brows and big eyes. His lips were a little thin, and his ears were like two large fans that attracted the wind. His arms were thick, and his palms were very wide. It was obvious that he was a burly man.
In short, the three brothers stood there. Although they were called brothers, they didn't look alike in any way. Fangzheng seriously suspected that the three of them weren't biological brothers. And what truly puzzled Fangzheng was that the three brothers didn't seem to have anything to do with the elder.
As the elder had a long and narrow face, his facial features were different from the three brothers.
With that, Fangzheng was confused. What was going on?
These questions flashed through his mind …
At that moment, Second Brother was somewhat displeased that Fangzheng wasn't replying to Song Xianhe. However, he didn't stir up trouble. Instead, he repeated, "Abbot Fangzheng, can you treat my father's illness?"
Fangzheng casually felt the elder's pulse before saying, "This Penniless Monk can treat a vegetative coma caused by an intense impact."
Upon hearing this, Song Xianhe was clearly excited. Second Brother grinned, and Third Brother rubbed his bald head without hiding it. He laughed out loud and said, "Haha, Dad is finally saved. F * * k, it really wasn't easy!"
After cursing, Fangzheng gave him a solemn look. The baldy immediately moved his hand from his head to his mouth and covered it tightly. His eyes widened like bronze bells, and he didn't dare make a sound. Looking at that pitiful look, it was quite cute.
When Fangzheng saw this, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. However, he had to admit that although the baldy was a little careless and didn't abide by the rules, he still cared a lot about his father.
Song Xianhe immediately went forward and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, then … are you willing to save my father?"
Song Xianhe knew that Fangzheng wasn't just treating people based on whether they could be treated or not. There were other factors that led to the question.
Fangzheng shot a glance at Song Xianhe and asked, "Patron, what do you think?"
Song Xianhe thought for a moment and said, "My father is a good person, a really good person. If Abbot Fangzheng treats a person as a good person, then my father definitely meets the criteria. "
Third Brother shouted, "If my father is a bad person, there are no good people in this world! Abbot Fangzheng, are you going to save him or not? "
Second Brother said, "Abbot Fangzheng, as long as you name a price for the treatment, the three of us will help you fork out the money." As he said that, Fangzheng saw the baneful aura around Second Brother. Clearly, he had ill intentions. The money he was trying to gather probably wasn't earned from doing normal business.
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "It's not difficult to save this patron."
"What do you mean? Is it difficult or not? " Third Brother's mind raced the fastest, but he wasn't very quick-witted. However, his mind was quick, and his mouth was quick as well. He asked the question that was on the minds of the other three.
Fangzheng chuckled and said, "It's not difficult for This Penniless Monk. It's difficult for you, Patrons."
Third Brother looked at Fangzheng with a dumbfounded expression. His head was like a light bulb, shining brightly. His head was filled with question marks.
Song Xianhe frowned as though he was thinking about something.
Second Brother was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't know what Fangzheng was talking about, so he asked, "Abbot Fangzheng, don't keep us in suspense. We won't understand if you beat around the bush. Just say it directly. What is needed to treat my father's illness? "
Song Xianhe and Third Brother looked at Fangzheng as well.
Fangzheng said, "It's not difficult for This Penniless Monk to treat this illness, but the treatment fees will require the three of you to personally pay for it."
"F * * k, I knew it. How can there be a free lunch in this world? It really requires money." Third Brother subconsciously cursed again. After cursing, he shut up and didn't say another word.
Song Xianhe glared at him to stop him from speaking again. Then, he asked gently, "Abbot Fangzheng, tell me if you have any requests."
Fangzheng said, "Take this patron down the mountain. This Penniless Monk will get someone to arrange a residence for you. Once this matter is over, This Penniless Monk will naturally look for you to treat the old man. Don't worry, This Penniless Monk won't take money. However, the three of you will have to help This Penniless Monk with something. "
Upon hearing that, Song Xianhe frowned. He wasn't afraid that Fangzheng would ask for money, but he was afraid that Fangzheng would raise such a baffling request. It left him completely confused. He didn't like such a feeling. He liked to understand everything and place it in his heart. He wanted to study it thoroughly and have complete control over it.
Unfortunately, the initiative wasn't in his hands, so there was nothing he could do.
Second Brother narrowed his eyes as though he was pondering over something. His tiny eyes shimmered.
Third Brother frowned as well, his eyes filled with displeasure.
Fangzheng ignored them and waved his hand. "Patrons, go down the mountain. Three days later, This Penniless Monk will go down the mountain to look for you. Don't cause trouble in the next three days, or the treatment will be off the table. "
Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, the trio only looked forward to the third day. But when they heard the second half of the sentence, they felt uncomfortable. Why? Do we look like people who cause trouble?
The trio still wanted to say something, but when they looked up, they saw that Fangzheng had already left.
Helpless, Second Brother and Third Brother looked at Song Xianhe.
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