Zhang Bo’s biological son is a complete ungrateful person.
The appearance of the adopted son made Zhang Bo's son feel a great sense of crisis.
But he felt a sense of crisis and did not try to maintain his relationship with his father. Instead, he kept asking for more from him.
Zhang Bo thought his son was grown up, so he gave him everything he could, leaving only the house he lived in and a small amount of savings for living expenses.
However, even so, Zhang Bo's son was still not satisfied. He would always go home to get this and that, and would ask Zhang Bo for money every few days.
If you give him money, he will be nice to you. If you don't give him money, he will be cold and won't contact his father for several days.
When Zhang Bo was seventy years old and accidentally fell, he suffered a brain injury and became confused. He was paralyzed in bed and could not control his defecation and urination and needed someone to take care of him. However, his son ran faster than a rabbit.
In the end, the only one who took care of him by his bedside for more than half a year without complaint was his adopted son.
More than half a year later, Zhang Bo passed away, and his adopted son took care of all the funeral arrangements.
Wei Mian had already explained it very clearly, so how could Zhang Bo not understand what he meant? He quickly realized what he meant, his face full of thought.
Seeing this, Wei Mian said nothing more and directly took the payment code. "Sincerely, 20,000."
"so--"
Zhang Bo didn't say the last word "expensive", but when he thought about what the master had just suggested, if it was all true, the 20,000 was still worth it.
Hearing the sound of the account being credited, Wei Mian stood up to see the person out, and reminded him again when he reached the door.
"Don't have anything to do with that woman. You don't want to run into your next wife because of going to the hospital to treat this disease, do you?"
Thinking of that possibility, Zhang Bo felt that it would be better to find a place to bury himself and immediately shook his head.
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely not have anything to do with her!"
Wei Mian looked at him carefully twice, and nodded after making sure that the gloomy color in his Palace of Illness had finally faded away.
After her reminder, Zhang Bo no longer had anything to do with that woman and would definitely not be infected. After marrying his current wife, he would no longer argue about the incident.
Zhang Bo restrained the expression on his face, thanked Wei Mian again and left. He did not go home directly, but went to the park where he used to exercise.
At this time, everyone came back after breakfast, soft music started playing, and people gathered in groups of three or four to talk.
Zhang Bo walked over as usual, exercising and chatting with them.
It wasn't until Old Man Ding said he was going to the toilet that Zhang Bo quickly said he wanted to go too, and the two of them went to the bathroom together.
The reason why Zhang Bo insisted on following Old Man Ding was because he was one of the people pointed out by the master. Before he was sure whether the other party really had a sexually transmitted disease, he still had some doubts about Wei Mian's words.
After entering the bathroom, Old Man Ding reached out to unbuckle his belt, but he did not rush to flush the toilet. Instead, he lowered his head and looked down for a long time, and only raised his head after a while.
Zhang Bo asked nonchalantly, "What are you looking at?"
Old Man Ding's tone was full of confusion. "I don't know what happened. I think I have an ulcer there. It doesn't hurt or itch, but who knows how it broke into several pieces."
Zhang Bo's heart trembled. "What kind of ulcer is it? Have you been to the hospital?"
"Why are you looking at that stuff?" Old Man Ding waved his hand nonchalantly. "I applied Piyanping yesterday, but it didn't help. I'll try another ointment today. It will be healed in a few days."
"I think you should go to the hospital."
Old Man Ding refused. "No, they're all young female doctors. It's embarrassing enough for them to see me. I can get better by applying medicine myself for a few days."
Seeing that Old Man Ding really didn't want to go, Zhang Bo stopped trying to persuade him. He was very confused at the moment.
The ulcer there, is it syphilis?
So, what the master said was actually true!
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Wei Mian sent the first customer away and waited for a while before the second one arrived.
This was a young man, about 27 or 28 years old, who was looking around with curiosity.
The first time he saw this man, Wei Mian couldn't help but frown.
It's because this man has yellow eyebrows and dim eyes, messy eyebrows, dark blue eyes, and black fog on his forehead that goes straight through his five temples. It means that he will definitely be imprisoned within a month!
But nothing happened at the moment, Wei Mian also restrained his expression and asked everyone to sit down.
"What's your name, sir? What do you want to do here?"
The man was surprised to see how young she was, but out of politeness he didn't stare at her.
"Uh, hello, Master. My last name is Zhou. As for what I am——"
Tong Lei scratched his head and said, "Let's figure out what kind of job I'm suitable for!"
Wei Mian raised an eyebrow, "What kind of job is suitable for it?"
"right!"
Tong Lei sighed and told what had happened to him recently.
He is already 28 years old this year and has never worked a serious job. He is used to being casual and can't stand the constraints of a nine-to-five job.
But if I don’t find a formal job, I always feel sorry for my parents and my wife. I’m almost 30, so I should settle down.
After thinking about this, he wanted to find a regular class to attend, but after looking for several, he always failed to succeed after a short period of time.
Either he was fired, or he was unhappy with his job and resigned voluntarily, or his company went bankrupt.
Anyway, in less than a year, he has changed more than ten jobs.
Tong Lei wanted to start his own business, and his family was willing to give him money, but the key was that he had no direction, so he was very confused and wanted to find someone to do the math for him.
Wei Mian was silent after hearing this, "Did you bring your birth date?"
"I brought it!"
Wei Mian finished the calculation quickly, and it was almost the same as what she saw from the face. She was about to speak when her third eye suddenly opened.
After a familiar burst of white mist passed, a luxuriously decorated room appeared in front of him. At this time, Tong Lei was lying on the bed and snoring.
A very beautiful woman came out of the bathroom in a hurry, opened the door and saw Tong Lei who was still sleeping, and she couldn't help but frown.
"Husband! Husband!"
After being greeted several times, Tong Lei reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Um?"
The beautiful woman put on her dress and looked at him dissatisfiedly, "Are you going back to our mother's house today?"
It took Tong Lei a while to understand what his wife was saying. He tried to open his eyes for a long time but still failed. He only hummed a syllable through his nose, "Well, I'll go back and stay for a few days."
The woman hurriedly put on her bag and stretched out her feet to put on her high heels, still giving instructions.
"Then don't oversleep. Just lock the door before you leave. I've got the key. There's hot food in the pot. Eat before you leave. I'll just drive away. You'll take the high-speed train back to our mom's house anyway..."
After a while, when she was sure she heard Tong Lei's response, the woman took the car keys, closed the door and left in a hurry.
Tong Lei, who had not fully woken up in bed, felt the quietness of the house and soon fell asleep again.
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