Chapter 110 Predicting the Double Color Ball Number

"Wing doctor, are you all right? Hurry up, I guess my teacher and classmates are about to arrive. Fan Fei devoured a big steamed bun while urging the surgeon Zhu Qing.

"All right." Zhu Qing quickly put a few steel plates on Fan Fei's left leg and knees, and then wrapped them in gauze and bandages. He complained, "Officer Lv should have told this earlier so that he could give me some time to prepare."

"Yes, yes, these policemen just like to engage in sudden attacks. I also just received a call from him, asking me to cooperate with him to investigate a criminal case, so I temporarily pretended that my leg was injured. By the way, you must remember to keep this secret. Fan Fei replied, "Also, you have to remember that I hurt my leg at 11 o'clock last night. I have a fracture. I have to rest for at least three months. In addition, you have to prepare X-rays..."

"I know that I have found an X-ray that suits you just now. I also asked them to enter your name pinyin on it, otherwise they will wear it." Zhu Qing nodded his head. Obviously, it was not the first time he had done such a thing.

"Yes, you can describe the condition again." Fan Fei said again.

"Well, you remember, you are now a third-degree open fracture. Due to the obvious soft tissue injury, the focus of treatment is first of soft tissue repair covering exposed bones, and second is fracture reduction and fixation..." Zhu Qing said, quickly hanging Fan Fei's left leg on the end of the bed.

"Well, I remember, thank you." Fan Fei nodded, took out the mobile phone that had just been turned on, looked at the time and a few messages sent by Xu Jing. He was a little annoyed.

When Fan Fei was playing chess with Xu Yifan last night, he suddenly had a new idea and decided to take this opportunity to take a few months off in the hospital to make his own fortune and get rich, and carry out a plan to clean up the Luo family. Otherwise, it would be too time-consuming to study in school and have no time to do these things, and he will fight with the Luo family sooner or later. It will be exposed. I'm afraid that staying in school will cause a lot of trouble, and there will be some unnecessary disputes with the students of the Luo family...

After thinking about this section, Fan Fei quickly made a decision and took the opportunity to play chess to force Xu Jing to ask for this sick leave for him. After returning to the hospital, he discussed with Lv Heng for a while and asked Lv Heng to use the reason for the police to handle the case to communicate with the doctor and help him pretend to be ill. Lv Heng also agreed.

Early this morning, Lv Heng talked to the surgeon Zhu Qing for a while, saying that he had a criminal case that needed Fan Fei to pretend to be sick and asked him to help Fan Fei deal with it. Zhu Qing immediately agreed. After that, Lv Heng went through the discharge formalities and was ready to go back to work at the police station.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhu Qing came to find Fan Fei. As a result, Fan Fei slept soundly, so Zhu Qing left the ward again, which delayed some time and made him a little passive.

In fact, Fan Fei usually wakes up automatically at six o'clock in the morning, but this night is a little special, because he almost tossed all night last night, so he overslept.

Fan Fei was ready to go to bed after turning off his phone last night. At the same time, he habitually hypnotized himself, and his hypnosis content was also very special, that is, to force himself to predict the number of the next double-color ball lottery.

This idea comes from when he was hospitalized on the second night. At the beginning of hypnosis that night, he suddenly remembered the winning announcement he saw on the way to buy mobile phones with Ding Shichen and Xu Jing. Someone in the county was hit a 580,000 double-color ball and became rich overnight. Fan Fei's heart suddenly moved, and an idea that often hovered in his mind came out again - if only there was a power to predict the future! Think about it, if you can predict the winning number of the next double-color ball and win ten first prizes at a time, won't tens of millions of them get it casually?

Thinking of this that night, Fan Fei began to concentrate and tried to predict the number of the next double-color ball lottery.

Fan Fei has always wanted to develop the potential to predict the future, and has also experimented many times. The prediction content is strange, including predicting what color of clothes Mr. He Qingmei and Ding Shichen will wear to class the next day, but almost none of them succeed. Later, Fan Fei gave up in frustration, feeling that "predicting the future" was not a kind of potential at all, nor could it be achieved by human beings, and there was no hope of success. But when he was forced to be temporarily separated from Ding Shichen after single-handed the Luo family, he made up his mind to get rich quickly. This idea had reached a frenzy, so he ignored the past failures, began to believe that he could predict the future, and hypnotized himself madly in the hospital, aiming at the welfare lottery. Two-color ball.

Each betting number of "double-color ball" consists of 6 red ball numbers and 1 blue ball number. The red ball number is selected from 1 to 33, and the blue ball number is selected from 1 to 16, with 2 yuan per bet. The national unified prize pool is counted, and the prize is drawn three times a week. If you win the first prize, you can have five million or more. If you can guess the number of the first prize in advance and bet dozens of bets, you can become a billionaire overnight, which is undoubtedly the best shortcut to have an equal dialogue with the Ding family.

Therefore, Fan Feiming knew that the potential power in the future should not belong to the category of potential, or forced himself to believe that he could develop this power, and spent four consecutive nights experimenting, forcing himself to guess the number of the next lottery.

There are many ways he tried, such as first passing the numbers 1 to 33 in his mind, then subconsciously telling himself to choose six red balls, then pausing for a few seconds, and then allowing a number to suddenly pop up in his mind, remembering the number, and then visualizing the next number...

However, when he found that the six red ball numbers he thought of each time were different, and several times he thought of the non-existent numbers 35 and 37, he was a little discouraged. However, he still recorded the numbers he imagined. On the first night, he recorded a total of 16 sets of valid ranges. The number, I took dozens of yuan to buy it the next day, but I didn't win a penny.

After several consecutive experiments, Fan Fei only won two last prizes, and he was a little discouraged. He felt that this method was too unreliable, and it was impossible for God to make himself to achieve his goal so easily. It was better to make money down-to-earth. After all, the ability to predict the future is likely not to belong to the category of potential. Even if it is a potential, it should be a great magic power. At most, I can only develop primary powers now, and I don't know if I can reach that level by the age of 70 or 80. Although teenagers always like to do all kinds of daydreams, when they dream, people always have to face the reality.

After thinking about this, Fan Fei was calm and began to focus more on how to make good use of the 50,000 start-up capital from Xu Yifan, and planned to open a service company to help people find things and pets. He also planned with Lv Heng for a long time, and finally formed a plan.

It's just that he went to Ding's house for a banquet this night. After Fan Fei learned that Ding Shichen was going to transfer to the provincial capital the next day, his heart was like being scratched by a cat. He was extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but experimenting to predict the lottery again in an attempt to get rich overnight.

This night, Fan Fei tossed around for five hours, kept entering the hypnotic state, and forced himself to wake up from the hypnotic state to record the set of numbers he had just come up with. That night, he recorded nearly 100 sets of numbers, which did not include more than 30 sets of invalid numbers. He tossed himself extremely tired, but still gritted his teeth and persisted.

At four o'clock in the middle of the night, looking at the densely written notebook next to the pillow, Fan Fei suddenly had an ominous hunch in his heart. He knew that he would definitely not win the prize this time, so he sighed for a long time and once again yearned for the magic power of predicting the future.

If you can have the magic power to predict the future, it would be great. It's not a problem to get rich overnight. Moreover, where Ding Shichen is now, when he can see her, when he can combine with her and other problems are all solved, and there is no need to worry about it anymore...

"But that's so boring..." Thinking about it, Fan Fei suddenly laughed and felt that his idea was very naive and boring.

The joy of life lies in the unknown future, which makes life always full of imagination and excitement, suspense and ups and downs. If a person knows what will happen in the future, and his life is like a clear river that can be seen to the end at a glance, what is the joy of living?

The same is true of wealth. The pursuit of wealth is one of the greatest pleasures of life. But when a person has too much money to use up, money has lost its meaning, and he lacks a lot of fun. Let's enjoy the process of creating wealth.

At the same time, Fan Fei also remembered the story of Laoshan Taoist priest. When the Taoist priest learned to break through the wall, he tried to cross the wall to steal other people's money. As a result, he hit his head full of bags, and the power also disappeared from then on. It can be seen whether the Tao can be used for crooked evil way, otherwise the power will disappear. And I hope to predict the double-color ball number, which may also be a crooked way, and it is inevitable that it will not succeed...

Thinking of this, Fan Fei finally untied a knot and decided not to do such a stupid thing, so he fell asleep, and this sleep lasted until 7:30 a.m.

After waking up, Fan Fei remembered the matter of pretending to be ill. It was also estimated that Mr. He Qingmei would come to visit him very early, so he hurriedly came to Dr. Zhu and asked him to disguise himself. When he finally turned on the computer, he found that Xu Jing had sent him several messages. As soon as he saw that Bing Feimo and Gu Tianxiang were coming, even the school doctor Hu Sui followed him, and they had suspected that they were pretending to be ill. Fan Fei finally panicked, so he told Zhu Qingzuo to the right for fear of revealing his feet.

"All right!" After hanging Fan Fei's leg, Zhu Qing clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have agreed with the nurse and other doctors on duty that I will cooperate with you later."

"Well, they have come. No matter how they interrogate for a while, you have to calm down and don't show your feet." After listening carefully to the movement outside, Fan Fei said a little nervously.

Although it is just a pretend to be ill, it is related to the school suspension plan and the plan to get rich, which determines whether Fan Fei can carry out his plan smoothly, so he is more nervous than going to the operating table.

"Don't worry, I understand." As soon as Zhu Qing said this, he came to his senses and asked doubtfully, "How did you know they were coming?"

Fan Fei was slightly stunned, pointed to his mobile phone, and said with a smile, "Text message!"

"So you arranged a traitor!" Zhu Qing smiled and turned around and left the ward.

Fan Fei pricked up his ears again and listened to the movement downstairs. After listening for a while, his face changed a little.