Uncle Wang slowly raised his head and looked around the room, but could not see Wang Fugui.

"Eh? Rich son..."

At this time, Aunt Wang realized that Fuguier was missing.

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside the house.

In the outer room, Wang Fugui was sitting there resting.

"Fugui son, thanks to you, your uncle can wake up."

Aunt Wang looked excited and didn't know what to say.

"Auntie, what you said is obvious."

"When my parents were alive, thanks to your care, we were all members of the same family and didn't speak the same language."

Wang Fugui did not ask for any credit and said with a smile on his face.

"Auntie, if you let my uncle rest for the past two days, it won't be a big deal."

"Then I'll go back first."

With that said, Wang Fugui was ready to leave.

"Fugui son, what are you in a hurry for?"

Seeing this, Aunt Wang looked at Wang Fugui reproachfully.

"You've been busy with your work. It's dinner time now, so just stay and eat."

With that said, he pulled Wang Fugui back, who had already stepped out with one foot.

Wang Fugui smiled dryly and agreed.

On the dinner table.

Aunt Wang kept adding food to Wang Fugui.

The three of them had a hearty meal and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Wang Fugui and Uncle Wang also chatted happily.

The two of them talked and talked about Uncle Wang's condition.

Knowing that his health was almost in good condition, Uncle Wang was naturally very happy.

"Fugui, I didn't expect you to be such a good craftsman despite being so quiet on weekdays."

"My old Wang family really has green grass growing on their graves, and there is such a talented person like you."

Uncle Wang was naturally full of praise for Wang Fugui's medical skills.

"By the way, Fugui'er, you have such good medical skills, but I wonder if you can cure cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases?"

Uncle Wang suddenly brought up this topic, leaving Wang Fugui confused.

"This depends on the specific symptoms and it is best to prescribe the right medicine."

"Although I don't dare to guarantee it, I believe I can still give it a try."

Wang Fugui said with a smile.

Regarding Wang Fugui's confident behavior, Uncle Wang slapped his thigh suddenly and said excitedly:

"Fugui, I'm so happy if you say that."

"To be honest, I have a cousin who suffered from hemiplegia for some unknown reason a few years ago. He was unable to seek medical treatment anywhere and is still paralyzed in bed."

"If you are really sure, I will ask him to come to the village for a visit recently and you can take a look, what do you think?"

Uncle Wang looked at Wang Fugui expectantly, his eyes full of longing.

"Okay, no problem!"

Wang Fugui agreed wholeheartedly.

…

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Wang Fugui was still dreaming about Duke Zhou when he heard someone shouting his name.

Wang Fugui was in a trance for a while, thinking he was dreaming.

Turned over and continued to sleep.

But after a while, the voice was still there.

"Who could it be so early in the morning?"

He stood up doubtfully.

When I opened the door, it was not very bright yet.

Sure enough, the voice was right outside the door.

"Is this Wang Fugui's home?"

"Wang Fugui, come out quickly."

If you listen to the sound, the person coming is not good.

"Coming!"

Wang Fugui frowned slightly, responded, and then walked towards the door.

Opening the door, a Mercedes Benz was parked outside.

A young man was standing there leaning against the car door, looking at Wang Fugui with an unhappy expression.

"Who are you looking for?"

Wang Fugui spoke in a calm tone.

"Are you the liar Wang Fugui?"

When he saw someone coming out, the young man stood up straight with a look of disdain.

"It is true that I am Wang Fugui, but I am not a liar."

Wang Fugui looked confused.

After being stunned for a moment, he replied unhappily.

It's so early in the morning that it disturbs people's dreams.

He is a liar when he opens his mouth. Is this person crazy?

Wang Fugui didn't want to pay attention to him and turned around to go back.

However, when the young man behind him saw this, he immediately became anxious.

"What, you dare to do it but you don't want to admit it?"

"I'm telling you, Wang Dacheng can deceive my mother, but he can't deceive me."

"If you dare to help the tyrants do evil, I will make sure that you, the kid, can't eat anything and carry you around."

"If you don't believe it, we can wait and see."

The young man looked arrogant.

Wang Fugui suddenly understood.

The Wang Dacheng in this man's mouth was naturally the Uncle Wang whom he had cured yesterday.

And this young man...

He stayed up early in the morning and ran to people's houses to curse at them.

"Neuropathy!"

After saying that, Wang Fugui was about to leave.

"Who the hell are you calling crazy?"

Hearing this, the man immediately became angry.

He strode towards Wang Fugui and raised his fist, as if he was about to take action.

However, at this moment, a car horn sounded.

At this time, the sky was getting slightly brighter, and a red car was approaching from far away with its high beam lights on.

It was so painful that both of them couldn't open their eyes.

"Mad, who is it?"

When the man saw this, he cursed fiercely.

The red car stopped in front of Wang Fugui's house.
To be continued...