Sister live broadcast: Brother is a scumbag, he only knows how to rely on his parents

"Was this researched by Xiaocheng?" The old man looked at the screen on his phone and couldn't help but look at it again and again.

The more he studied the patterns, the more he could feel the wonder of this formation.

The old man looked at the screenshot with fascination, as happy as a thirsty traveler walking in the desert who suddenly found a clear spring.

It turns out that there are so many tricks in the formation. The previous design was too simple and naive.

He couldn't help but start drawing, but every time he reached the critical point, he failed.

But the old man soon realized that this was not a formation that Xiaocheng could come up with at all.

To be precise, there is no such talent in the entire Fang family, not even him.

Could it be that this is the latest formation discovered by the country and sent to the Fang family for research?

The old man was delighted.

If there were more formations of this level, perhaps China's formation skills would be taken to a higher level!

This would be an epic advancement!

Thinking of this, he quickly ran out with his cell phone.

He didn't care that his second uncle Fang was doing an experiment, and directly interrupted the progress of the formation and pulled Fang Cheng out.

"Master? What's going on?" Fang Cheng felt dizzy.

Aren't these newly designed formations what Master values ​​most? Why are you so irritable today and not giving Second Uncle any face at all?

There was also anger in Uncle Fang's eyes, but the man in front of him was his father, so he had to hold it in no matter how angry he was.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? This is the critical moment of my experiment. Why did you interrupt it so suddenly? How many spirit stones will be wasted?"

Uncle Fang was heartbroken.

In order to design this latest formation, he almost revealed all his secrets.

"Don't I know those formations you designed? They're just good-looking but useless." The old man was so angry that his beard fluttered.

"Do you know what a true formation is? This is a true formation. Preliminary speculation suggests that it has the effect of gathering spirits. I can't even tell what its specific function is!"

The old man dropped the cell phone in his hand with a bang.

Fang Cheng's face turned green. This was the latest model of Pear mobile phone that he bought with all his money. If the old man smashed it like that, how would it break into pieces?

If he dared to ask his master for compensation, would he still be able to see the sun tomorrow?

"Old man, what you said is too much. How could there be such a formation? Doesn't a formation only have a single function? Who has the ability to integrate two functions into one formation?"

Uncle Fang didn't believe it.

Because the formations currently developed by China all have a single function.

"You'll know if you see for yourself." The old man suddenly said mysteriously.

Uncle Fang calmed down, took out a pen and paper, and started calculating.

"No, Master, did you take the wrong one? This is just a pattern drawn by a scumbag brother. Why do you take it seriously?"

Fang Cheng then realized that the pattern taken by the old man was the screenshot he had just taken.

"Shut up!" Uncle Fang and the old man shouted in unison.

Fang Cheng: ...

He is a person of little influence, so he better keep his mouth shut. But is this pattern really a complete formation?

A formation drawn by a six-year-old boy more than ten years ago?

This is outrageous.

Inside the ward, under everyone's nervous gaze, the boy on the bed gradually began to move.

Wen Xu's chubby little hands moved first, and then he coughed gently a few times.

Wen Bo held his breath, his bloodshot eyes filled with ecstasy.

It actually works.

Xiao Mingxu did not deceive him, but was really thinking about his son.

Wen Bo thought of his previous disgust for the boy and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

He should have thought of it earlier. He and his wife have watched the child grow up.

Little Mingxu has always been a very well-behaved child who knows how to repay kindness.

He was even more clever that day. He noticed that the van took Xiaoxu away and insisted on borrowing Xiaoxu's cell phone to make a call.

If the child hadn't reacted promptly, he would have lost sight of his son long ago.

Xiao Mingxu would not do anything to stop his son's treatment for no reason. There must be a reason.

He should have thought of this earlier.

Fortunately, I woke up in time and did not do anything wrong.

"Kid, Uncle Wen has wronged you." Wen Bo said ashamedly.

Dai Mingxu shook his head and didn't care.

It is normal that Wen's parents are eager to save their son. If he were Wen Bo, he certainly wouldn't have so much patience.

I am still too young and cannot convince others.

The key point is that Uncle Wen had helped the Dai family before, so his rescue this time can be considered as a reward.

"Mingxu, although Xiaoxu has responded, he still hasn't woken up. When will he be fully recovered?"

Qiao Yue asked nervously.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up tonight. But after waking up, his body will be very weak. He cannot let go of the jade pendant in his hand for a moment, otherwise the cursed psychic behind him will take advantage of it."

Dai Mingxu warned.

"Xiao Mingxu, thank you so much. Aunt Yue was too nervous before, so she lost her composure a little. I'm really sorry."

Qiao Yue said in a gentle voice, feeling a little embarrassed.

She had regretted bringing little Mingxu in before, but who knew that it was this boy who saved her son in the end.

Now that she knew her child's life was not in danger, she was completely relieved.

If she lost this lifeblood, she couldn't even imagine how she would live in the future.

"By the way, you asked me before where Xiaoxu got the toy in his hand. Just now, the housekeeper has found the specific information of the toy store for me. It is a Good Baby Toy Store next to the department store."

"That toy store is a new store that opened recently. I heard that many of the toys are directly imported from foreign countries and are quite popular."

"Can I go and take a look?" Xiao Mingxu suddenly asked.

Wen Bo looked at the boy's thoughtful expression, and suddenly thought of something and his expression changed.

"Mingxu, follow Uncle Wen. I'll take you there."

"Yueyue, you stay in the hospital and take care of our son."

He left with the boy with a serious look on his face.