"Let's do it slowly!"
He shouted his head and hurried over.
Shit Wuchang looked at me.
I gave him a look that I didn't understand.
In the yard, the man in black straightened his waist and said as if he was knocking a gong: "I pressed my breath to the lowest point, but I was discovered by you. The number one master of Changchun Club is worthy of his reputation."
Shi Wuchang's expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "You have great light skills. You still know who I am, a person who can stick to the rod, right?"
"I used to be, but now I'm not. Now I'm just an ordinary man from the martial arts world."
Shi Wuchang said coldly: "If you say no, then you are not? How can I trust it?"
He explained to the head: "This is my old friend. He left the puppet club more than ten years ago."
Only then did I realize it.
I've seen this man in black...
I had seen it when Uncle Cha and Lao Zhou fought before, and I thought it had left Qiandao Lake long ago!
I remembered it all in an instant.
Last time Xiaoxuan was hospitalized, I came back to feed the cat, and suddenly I heard a noise on the roof! I guess it was this person!
Also, the sentence he said when he was in the hospital: "We are not from the world, and we live in the place where we live is not without precautions."
I....
If this person has been hiding in the dark, how did he do it?
He usually doesn't eat or sleep? You should know that the place we live in is a single-family building, with no villages in front and no shops in the back, and far away from the city.
Forget it, Xiaoxuan Douyaoziyu Ge. My vision, hearing and sixth sense have always been strong, so why would I not notice it?
Shi Wuchang saw through the other party's identity at a glance, and the other party dared to admit it.
Puppets will, sticking to the rod.
That was a department under Zhao Qingwan who was responsible for inquiring about information and doing dirty work.
"Wang Bartou, since it is your arrangement, I will not intervene too much. If you meet alone, your old friend will probably not be able to leave."
Shi Wuchang turned his head, looked at the man in black and asked, "How are the two old people beside the braided woman in the same place?"
"These two are in good health and have improved their strength."
"Have you improved? It's been a long time since the two old mutes are still holding their breath. Could it be to deal with me?"
The man in black nodded: "It is mainly to guard against you, and there is also that madman."
Shi Wuchang scratched his head and said, "You probably heard about the situation in Jinping Mountain. That madman has surpassed me. The puppet should put him in front of me."
"Forget it. Since you don't follow the braid, it's useless to tell you. You can go." Shi Wuchang waved his big hand.
The man in black clasped his fists again.
Then he slowly stepped back, jumped to the water tank first, and then jumped with force. He quickly stepped on the wall twice, and rushed directly to the roof, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
I visually measured that the vertical height of the water tank and the roof was more than three meters, and even Achun, who had agility, could not match this person.
Dr. Song, who hadn't spoken much, saw this scene and praised: "So handsome."
At this time, he gave me a look.
"Sister Song here, let's go see the injured."
I had many doubts in my heart and wanted to ask, but the time is not right.
The group entered the house one after another and put down the leather door curtain.
Xiaoyang dared not see the wind, and even the windows were closed yesterday.
"How come this way is even more serious than I thought before coming."
Dr. Song lifted the blanket and just took a look, then frowned immediately and said.
"I won't ask Sister Song, I'll do it if I'm not serious. He took it upon himself. We treated it as soon as we found out, but the wound did not heal and it kept swollen." I said.
Dr. Song has seen too many men's things. He pointed at Xiaoyang and said, "You have to stitch it, otherwise it won't be done. Have you controlled the drinking water?"
Nodded: "I controlled drinking water, but it will still be slightly relieved. If you insert wheat straw, it will probably worsen further."
"It is right not to insert the wheat straw, untie the rope." Dr. Song said.
Brother Yu and I did as they did.
Dr. Song pinched Xiaoyang's thigh with both hands, pinched it down, slid it to his knees, and straightened his thighs hard.
"ah!!"
Xiaoyang, who was sleeping, woke up in pain.
He let out a scream and sweated out of his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hold on."
Dr. Song repeated this step again.
"ah!"
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Xiaoyang lay on the door and shouted, his screaming hysterically and extremely miserable!
I can't imagine how painful it hurts.
In order not to let him move, Brother Yu Dali pressed him on the door panel.
Dr. Song ignored Xiao Yang's scream and said to us: "Look at how I did it. This is called stretching my legs. Ten strokes of the left leg and ten strokes of the right leg. I have to do it every day afterwards. I have to endure the pain, otherwise, even if the wound heals in the future, I can't straighten my waist."
Then she opened the small medicine box and took out a small brown gourd bottle from it. At first glance, she looked like a quick-acting heart-saving pill bottle.
The bottle contained a small white pill. Xiaoyang took one and stopped crying out the pain after a few minutes. It was probably a powerful painkiller such as Aphrodisiac.
"Why didn't you give him this good thing to eat just now?" I asked.
She glared at me and said, "Just just look at me, don't talk if you don't understand."
He took out the needle and thread from the small suitcase again. Dr. Song lowered his head and started to suture the wound carefully.
The lights in the house were dim, and Dr. Song lowered his head and looked serious, and sometimes he pulled his hair back, which made me inexplicably think of that poem.
"The thread in the hands of the loving mother and the clothes on the wandering son are sewn tightly before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return late."
But now it's not the clothes that are sewn.
We didn't dare to speak for fear of disturbing her.
About a quarter of an hour, she wiped her sweat and said, "Okay, alas... this kid must not do that anymore. I tried to retain some of the functions for him, at least I don't have to squat like a woman in the future."
She took out a small red gourd bottle and threw it to me and said, "One pill a day, three days, this is called Mihu sweat pill, which can help him dehydrate. I will leave you a bottle of painkiller. This painkiller cannot be taken when stretching your legs. The pain must be endured, and you cannot be taken with Mihu pills. If the two medicines are used, it is at least six hours apart. In addition, don't apply sesame stalks, as pig bitter gallbladder can reduce swelling, so you can continue to use it."
Mihuofa Sweat Pills, this name is easy to remember.
I accepted the question, "Can a person survive?"
"Don't worry, I can't die."
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Sister Song."
"No need to thank you. If you have any questions in the future, call me and send me back. I will also take care of my junior sister."
On the way back to the city, Dr. Song asked me why Xiaoyang was self-harm.
I roughly explained the causes and consequences of this matter.
After hearing this, she shook her head: "That wouldn't be self-harm. The young man is still too impulsive. He now says he doesn't regret it. He will definitely regret it after a few years."
I looked at the road ahead and said, "Sister Song, I have a different view from you. I don't think he will regret it. This is the path he chose for himself. He has seven emotions and six desires, and he will not be trapped by love. Even if he can't touch a woman in his life, what if he can't touch a woman in his life? A person can live freely and freely."
After saying that, I looked at the rearview mirror and said to Shi Wuchang: "You, the number one master in the world, cannot break free. Xiaoyang has completely cut off at such an age. To be honest, I still envious of him."
The truth I said.
Shit Wuchang, Brother Tian, ​​including myself, who has not been trapped by love? People have limited energy in their lives, and the energy they have freed can do many things.
Dr. Song looked at me and said, "You actually envy him? Then you can learn from him. My junior sister and I support you."
"Boy, I support you too." Shi Wuchang also agreed.
Chapter completed!