"Okay," Feng Jun heard about the antiques of China, and agreed without saying a word, "Do you have any photos?"

"There are no photos... there are really no one," Paul smiled bitterly. He knew in his heart that he was probably meeting the nationalists of China.

Chinese porcelain was once popular in the West, so for the Chinese people, even though most of the Chinese cultural relics are not very precious, Chinese porcelain is still worth collecting, so he has some collections in his home.

However, these things are just collections. His family does not intend to sell them, and he does not think they will be priceless. Since that is the case, why did he take photos?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this to a nationalist, so he wouldn't explain it.

Feng Jun nodded, "Okay, go back and send it to the Taoist temple in Amsterdam, Australia. Do you remember?"

He was too lazy to show off to the other party, saying how powerful I was, and he was unwilling to let the other party know his roots, so it was best to send it to Sophia.

As for the possibility that the other party may not execute, he really didn't take it seriously for you to inquire about Amsterdam's Taoist temple and dare not execute it, then I respect you as a man.

However, the other party's reaction was beyond his expectations. Paul was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up, "Sophia?"

"Huh," Feng Jun's turn is surprised now, "You actually know her?"

"I know, but I'm not familiar with each other," Paul smiled bitterly, then slowly closed his eyes, looking very painful, "The Jensen family is bigger than mine, but we are not far apart... I've seen her several times at the cocktail party, and she is a dazzling pearl."

In fact, he knew far more than he said. Sophia's rebellious behavior is also a big and small allusion in the upper-class circle. No matter which country it is in, the upper-class circle will always be such a small group of people.

So Paul knew that Sophia was not only an apostate announced by the church, but also caused the FBI people to fall back on their feet. Finally, he successfully rushed out of the country and went to Australia to build a Taoist temple, and repeatedly showed miracles.

She is very popular among the young people in the upper class. Many young people secretly admire her. Although she left Maiguo silently, no one mentioned her later, but there were many people who silently followed her every move.

"It's good that you know," Feng Jun heard that this guy knew Sophia, so this matter was much easier to deal with. "Take all the Chinese antiques over there. I'll take them if you need them, and take the rest back."

"No need to do this, I donate it all," Paul also understood. Sophia is already very scary. If it is related to Sophia, it is still a Chinese. Can you provoke it at will? I don't know how long the storm will last, so he doesn't want someone to kick it out.

Feng Jun was too lazy to continue to be serious with him. He lifted up the down jacket and blanket on his body, squatted down, picked up his right leg, shook it suddenly, and pulled it up, and a casual clamor, even Fernandez heard it.

Paul shivered in pain, and his upper half of his body began to owe him, "Oh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh

"Okay," Feng Jun stood up, paused, and then spoke again, "Get into the tent to warm up for a while."

Paul always felt quite cold. He even thought that his body was not covered with cold, but he couldn't hold back only one blanket under his body, which made him feel very cold.

So he supported his hands and stood up, "Huh? My legs...this is OK?"

He really had to sigh at the other party's magic. When he heard that his hips might be dislocated, he didn't believe it, but after trying it, his right leg could not move. He could feel cold or painful, but he couldn't move.

Now he can stand up casually, and he really admires him from the bottom of his heart: he is worthy of being a person who can date Sophia!

Fernandez's eyes suddenly opened: You're right, your hips are dislocated... It's better to have such a relaxed look?

He is quite familiar with dislocation. He said it is easy to treat or treat it. It is difficult to treat it. If the joints and pits are not correct, it will leave some sequelae that may not affect life, but it will be difficult to exert force.

This is not the point. The point is that this treatment requires a lot of effort, and it also depends on the patient's physical condition.

Fernandez is very clear about Paul's physical condition: this guy is slightly fat, but he has been working out all year round and his body fat rate is very low.

It is really hard to connect the joints of this kind of person, and this time the hips are still the ones, which makes it even more difficult.

He thought that if Mr. F wanted to straighten his bones, he would definitely ask him to help him, and he would definitely not be able to get it off alone. Maybe he would ask Selena and Laura to help hold Paul.

As a result, now...it's solved so easily?

"Be careful," Feng Jun coughed lightly, "You have not been dislocated for a long time, but you have just taken it, so don't use any force. You have to take it for at least half a month and you can only move normally after a hundred days. Do you remember?"

"Remember, thank you Mr. F," Paul actually jumped toward the tent, carrying a blanket and down jacket in his hand, looking a little funny.

But he didn't just jump. After all, if he jumped too hard, his head would hurt, so he was... he limped and jumped around, right?

As a result, he entered the tent and just pulled the zipper of the tent, bleeding was gushing from his collarbone.

It turned out that he had a wound here, which had stopped just now, but after jumping around, the wound cracked, and a slightly damaged artery broke out completely, and blood was spilled into the tent.

Neither of the two girls in the tent studied medicine. Seeing this, she couldn't help but scream, especially Laura, who completely didn't understand and directly called Fernandez subconsciously, "Fer, come and save Paul...he's going to die."

Selena needs to be calmer. For the Wind Chasing Clan, it is not rare to encounter accidental injuries, so everyone has trained first aid knowledge, so she screamed, "I'll get the first aid kit!"

Because the temperature in the tent was relatively high, she not only took off her down coat, but also took off her down vest and thickened jeans. She was basically a piece of thermal underwear, which fully outlined her concave and convex figure.

To be honest, Selena's appearance can basically reach 75 points, much better than Laura. Moreover, her figure is excellent and she can even crush Laura. This movement and stillness really show her advantages to the fullest.

"The first aid kit may not work," Feng Jun snorted lightly, shook his head disapprovingly. "That's just an emergency. The key to the problem is, do you know how long we can stay nearby?"

He said it was right at all. Selena found the first aid kit. However, Paul's wound was not only damaged, but also had a very tricky position. He could not directly bandage it. He could only press it with his hands to stop the blood from spurting out.

However, there was also a certain fracture at Paul's collarbone. As others tried hard, he couldn't help but grin. It hurt. The bones were cracked.

Feng Jun looked at their helpless look and sighed, "You come out and I'll treat you."

Paul pressed his shoulder and limped out. Feng Jun raised his hand and pointed a few acupoints to stop the blood from rushing out. Then he took out a small bottle and handed it over, "Drink it."

Paul looked down and found that there was dark green juice in the white plastic bottle, and he was stunned.

He asked intently what this is, but then he thought that with the means Feng Jun showed just now, he would not have to be so troublesome to him. So he raised his hand and raised his neck and poured a small bottle of juice into his mouth.

Feng Jun raised his hand and took the little bottle away from the other party, snorting coldly, "Are you still hesitant? If there is no hospital around, you are not qualified to see such a thing at all. Do you know how much it is worth?"

This is a decoction made from Peiyuan Dan. It is mainly used to treat some acute patients when using pills. One Peiyuan Dan is mixed into ten small vials.

Paul was not sure whether the decoction was effective, but Feng Jun's shot in the air really scared him.

Fernandez was also startled. He stood beside him, seeing clearly, and couldn't help but take a breath, "Is this... an empty stomach?"

Feng Jun did not answer this question, but continued to speak to Paul, "Press and hold the wound for five minutes, and then it's OK."

Only then did Paul feel that a warm current spread rapidly from his stomach to his whole body, and for a moment, he felt that his whole body was extremely transparent.

He didn't dare to speak much, so he gave Feng Jun a thumbs up, "Thank you, it's a great feeling!"

Five minutes later, he let go of his hand pressing on his shoulder. Sure enough, the blood in the wound had stopped. As for what he had recovered, he didn't know.

But no matter what, his whole body felt much more comfortable, and those vague pain gradually turned into a swelling feeling. He naturally knew that this was the body's transformation.

As soon as he raised his hand, he wanted to punch the other party and show his friendship, but after thinking about it, the Chinese may not be familiar with such etiquette, so he opened his arms again and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. F, I'm much better now."

Feng Jun was not interested in hugging etiquette, so he took a step back slightly and spoke indifferently, "Perform smaller, don't break the wound."

This reaction vaguely means keeping people from thousands of miles away, but his identity is strange, and Paul cannot care about it. He can only laugh and put down his arm, "How much is a small bottle of potion... worth?"

"Not selling for two million yuan," Feng Jun replied casually, "Since you know Sophia, I'll ask you, how much money do you pay, can you ask her for help?"

Not selling two million? Paul was secretly surprised at what he was eating. When he heard this question, he subconsciously replied, "I would like to ask her for help, that's not a matter of money."

Feng Jun nodded, "That's right, just understand, it's not a matter of money."
Chapter completed!