Chapter 64 Whoever blushes is a dog

Cheng Song asked curiously: "What are you just talking about? What's prosopagnosia? What's an allergy? What are you talking about? Why am I so confused?"

Bian Dan said calmly: "This is his natural flaw."

Cheng Song was even more puzzled.

Bian Dan explained: "Yang Fan has been very smart since he was a child. He can learn everything quickly. He can memorize complicated books several times, and he can even have a photographic memory of simple ones. But he has a rare disease, which is

I can't remember other people's faces. I discovered this accidentally when I went to the market with him."

"That day, I went to the market with my master and Yang Fan. I found that Yang Fan always held my master's hand when going out on the street. His shopping route was fixed. I was deceived by the same beggar three times, but he still gave away coins without realizing it.

I laughed at him for being stupid in front of the master, but the master blamed me. I just thought it was the master who felt sorry for Yang Fan, so I didn't care about it."

Cheng Song didn't bother him with much words.

Bian Dan closed his eyes and recalled: "That night, the master came to me and told me about Yang Fan. He said, 'The little bastard's eyes can't tell the difference in a person's facial features, let alone remember other people's faces, so he goes out.

You only like to hold my hand because you are afraid of getting lost with this bad old man like me.'"

Cheng Song was surprised: "How could there be such a disease in this world? He is so smart, why can he memorize a book but can't remember his face?"

Bian Dan said: "I also asked the master this question at that time. The master smiled and said, 'The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders. It sounds like this is a disease, but it is not a disease. If you use the past and present life to explain it, I feel like a little bastard

In his previous life, he was a doctor. He saw all kinds of people and looked at all kinds of faces every day, so his eyes would automatically filter out those faces that were not important in his life. I was silent after hearing the master's explanation. Later, I would

Everyone must secretly observe Yang Fan."

Cheng Song: "Did you find anything special?"

Bian Dan said with a solemn expression: "Yes! And it is very special. For others, it takes ten or twenty years to learn the amount of knowledge, but he can complete it in one month, and he can introduce new ones from the old, draw inferences from one example, and understand the effects of each medicine.

Can you imagine that the properties of medicines are revealed as soon as you open your mouth, and you can know everything about every disease? An eight or nine-year-old child discovered more than 20 new medicinal materials that can be used as medicine, and invented more than a dozen prescriptions, such as Yunnan Baiyao to stop bleeding and relieve summer heat.

Zhengqi Liquid, Huaxialing to reduce inflammation, and Fengyoujing to repel insects.”

Cheng Song was dumbfounded, "The recently opened Huaxia Medicine Hall in Shuinan County, is it possible that the medicine in it was invented by Yang Fan? And he invented it when he was a child?"

Bian Dan nodded and sighed: "Isn't it shocking? I am more and more convinced of what the master said. This bastard Yang Fan must have been a doctor in his previous life, so he learned medicine faster and better than others.

, has learned more than others. It is precisely because he saw many faces and various people in his previous life, so it is difficult for him to remember other people's faces in this life."

Cheng Song worried: "Then how does he distinguish between people? Will he not be able to remember my sister?"

Bian Dan smiled and said: "Didn't he just say that? When he got up today and looked at the eldest lady, he felt that the eldest lady was so beautiful, as if it was imprinted in his mind, so he came out to look at other people's faces seriously. As for how he distinguishes other people's faces.

, you can rest assured, I asked him before, and he said that he distinguishes people by their body shape, tone of voice, demeanor, habits, and timbre."

Cheng Song took a long breath.

Yang Fan on the other side also let out a sigh of relief, but it was not that he was relieved, but that he was giving up.

Yang Fan was dejected and had to admit the fact that he was still sick, and there was no cure for it, and he would be with him for the rest of his life.

I looked at other people's faces carefully, but still couldn't remember the specific facial features when I turned around.

Now that I think about it carefully, I can not only remember Cheng Qing's face, but also the faces of Wu Shu and Tie Lan. From this, it seems that the reason why I can clearly remember faces that I couldn't remember before is not because of face blindness.

The disease is cured, but they have genetic memories of them.

This is really a dirty and useless passive skill. When you meet friends of the opposite sex in the future, you can’t say to them: “I want to remember you, let’s exchange kisses!?”

Qi Fan came towards him, but when he saw Yang Fan, he turned around in panic and left. I don't know why, Qi Fan's face looked so clear to Yang Fan.

"etc!"

Yang Fan stepped forward and grabbed Qi Fan's hand.

Qi Fan retracted like an electric shock, his eyes dodge, and he said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Yang Fan put his arm around Qi Fan's shoulders and said, "I have to thank you in person for saving my life."

Qi Fan turned his head and looked at the hand on his shoulder, his face turned red, and he whispered softly: "It's not worth mentioning! It's not worth mentioning!"

Whatever Yang Fan said went in one ear and out the other, but Qi Fan didn't take it seriously.

Yang Fan bumped Qi Fan with his shoulder, "Hey!"

Qi Fan: "Ah? What?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Why are you so absent-minded?"

Qi Fan: "Oh... maybe I didn't sleep!?"

Yang Fan said: "It seems you didn't have enough fun yesterday."

Qi Fan smiled and said: "The drink was okay, but the noise last night made me upset."

Yang Fan: "Who is so sick? He stayed up for most of the year and made trouble."

Qi Fan chuckled and thought unhappily: "Don't you have any idea?"

Yang Fan asked: "Tell me who it is, and I'll tell you. If not, give me a hint so that they don't make any noise."

Qi Fan glanced at Yang Fan, his face turned red for no reason, and he smiled.

Yang Fan suddenly said: "Oh, why are you blushing? Men who can blush are rare. So far, you are the second one I have seen who can blush."

Qi Fan: "Who is the first?"

Yang Fan tapped his thumb and pushed himself, "Me!"

Qi Fan smiled.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "What inappropriate things for children have you thought of that made you blush?"

Qi Fan pushed Yang Fan's hand away and stepped away, "Don't touch me, it's hot."

Yang Fan: "Xiao Qi, what happened to me after I drank yesterday?"

Qi Fan: "You did it yourself, don't you know?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "Drinking too much, the film was broken."

Qi Fan: “Want to hear?”

"think!"

Qi Fan: “Do you really want to listen?”

"want!"

Clearing his throat, Qi Fan sat upright and said, "You didn't drink much before you started swaying and stammering. When Master Cheng asked you if you could do it, you immediately retorted, 'A man can't say no, no.

OK.'

After talking, you drank a few more drinks, and then, your tongue was no longer tied, and you were no longer reserved. You stepped on the bench with one foot and held the wine glass in the other hand. You kept flattering the boss and said to his sister.

A lot of disgusting love words."

Yang Fan was dumbfounded and said: "Am I really so shameless?"

Qi Fan smiled and said: "Not so shameless."

Yang Fanqing let out a breath.

Qi Fan said calmly: "You are even more shameless than this. Not only did you say disgusting words, but you also promised to Cheng Jinmen that he would give out three Tianji skills as a betrothal gift, and would treat Cheng Qing well for the rest of his life, and sang

The scene of a love song proposing to someone, not to mention how disgusting it is, gives me goosebumps all over my body just thinking about it.”

Yang Fan immediately stayed on the spot with a nervous look on his face, thinking silently in his heart, this is not him, this is not real. Thinking of this, he felt embarrassed and turned around to leave, saying: "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

Qi Fan grabbed him and said, "Why are you so anxious? I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Yang Fan shook his head: "I won't listen. I won't listen."

Qi Fan chuckled and said, "You're blushing..."

Before Qi Fan could react, Yang Fan waved away and left a sentence in the air: "I'm not blushing. Whoever blushes is a puppy."

Looking at the fleeing figure, Qi Fan laughed heartily.

Regarding the military strategy of unifying the bandits, Bian Dan talked about the tactical idea of ​​"when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will gain", which made him talk eloquently and spit.

Cheng Song was greatly impressed by what he heard, and Bian Dan was very interested in what he said. However, the details needed to be discussed thoroughly by the two of them, so there was no rush.

Bian Dan raised his head and clasped his hands behind his back, and went back to his room in high spirits to meditate.

A loud shout came from the birthing room.

I saw Bian Dan standing in the room, dumbfounded and dazed.

The cabinets and boxes in the room were turned upside down, and the floor was in a mess. The medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet were missing, and the unused medicinal scents were missing. Various utensils were missing and disappeared. The most heartbreaking thing for Bian Dan was the three-legged medicine.

The furnace has disappeared and its whereabouts are unknown.

What a familiar feeling, what a familiar taste, what a familiar trouble.

Bian Dan raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Fan! You little bastard!" His expression was sad, like smiling but not smiling, like crying but not crying, it was hard to describe.

On the other side, Yang Fan stood respectfully in front of Cheng Song, and respectfully handed over three secret books written from memory. You can guess from the names that the books are only one day old.

"what?"
To be continued...