The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Zhao Qingheng: "..."

The biggest funny incident this year was that he accidentally fell down the stairs at home and was hospitalized, and then his ex-fiancee came to tell him that someone had planted Gu worms on him.

I just demonstrated in front of him and caught those bugs out.

And he doesn't know how many other bugs he has.

Zhao Qingheng is now facing a question like whether Su Nanzhi is a liar or not.

"Why do you ask for 100,000 yuan? Are you short of money?" Zhao Qingheng asked after being silent for a long time.

Su Nanzhi: "...If I were a liar, I should be asking for one million now, not one hundred thousand."

Zhao Qingheng: "..."

This is the reason.

"Then tell me, why do I have that kind of thing on me?"

Su Nanzhi sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed: "This is the butterfly Gu."

Zhao Qingheng thought of the black thing that was still wriggling just now, "You call that thing a butterfly?"

Su Nanzhi glanced at him coolly, "Which butterfly doesn't break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly. If they break out of their cocoon and become butterflies, you will be gone too."

Zhao Qingheng: "Then tell me, why is there such a thing in my body?"

Su Nanzhi was silent again, "Actually, not only do you have something on your body, but your mother also has something on it."

That was what Su Nanzhi found out when she went to Zhao's house for the first time.

At that time, probably because she had just returned the troublesome doll, she was in a good mood, so she helped suppress the Gu worm on Mrs. Zhao's body.

But that method doesn't cure the root cause, it shouldn't take long before those Gu worms start to move again.

So now, they have all been married to Zhao Qingheng.

In the final analysis, this is a process of purposeful infection.

"My mother has it too?" Zhao Qingheng took a deep breath now, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Why, haven't you noticed recently that your mother's temper is more irritable than usual, or that she has hair loss, gray hair, or deepened wrinkles?" Su Nanzhi asked.

"You—" Zhao Qingheng stopped suddenly as soon as he spoke.

He remembered that during the recent period, his mother had frequently quarreled with his father, and she was always complaining that her hair was falling out badly. She went to dye her hair last week, and he also found that his mother was showing signs of hair loss that were visible to the naked eye. Speed, haggard a lot.

"Tell me, what's going on here?"

Zhao Qingheng suddenly realized a problem, as the Chinese often say - it is better to believe something than nothing.

Su Nanzhi looked at his expression, as if he was finally able to speak properly, and then said: "I declare in advance, if your mother is included, then there will be a different price."

"I know, 200,000 yuan for two people." Young Master Zhao is not short of money at all.

"Wrong," Su Nanzhi sneered, "You are one hundred thousand, your mother is five million."

Zhao Qingheng's eyes widened: "Are you stealing money?"

Su Nanzhi: "Why, it's like paying for your life, do you think it's expensive?"

Zhao Qingheng: "Why is there such a big difference?"

Su Nanzhi will never let it be unclear about the price.

"As I said, 100,000 is a student discount for you," Su Nanzhi explained slowly, "Secondly, do you think the mother's price is expensive? Do you think Mrs. Zhao is not worth the price?"