Seeing Su Guihua's expression in such a demeanor, Yang Xiaobao frowned slightly and asked suspiciously: "Sister, are you okay?"
"ah?"
Su Guihua was shocked and turned back from the shock, frowned and said, "Xiaobao, when did you...have you learned to help others treat illnesses? Zhou Dajun's strange disease is famous in all villages. It is useless to hire a lot of doctors. How did you... cure him?"
"this?"
Yang Xiaobao was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. It was impossible to tell Su Guihua that he could cure Zhou Dajun because of the inheritance of the mountain god, right?
"Um?"
Seeing that Yang Xiaobao didn't speak for a long time, Su Guihua looked at her and called out: "Xiaobao?"
Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao reacted from his senses and smiled and said, "Sister, how could I cure any disease? It was just that I cured Zhou Dajun by accident."
"Brain by chance?"
Su Guihua was surprised and looked at Yang Xiaobao half-believingly.
If it were something else, she would believe it, but what happened to be a cure?
Just as Su Guihua was hesitating, Yang Xiaobao hurriedly pursed his lips and changed the topic: "Sister, you should be hungry, are you? I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you!"
After saying this, Yang Xiaobao didn't wait for Su Guihua to respond, so he walked straight into the kitchen.
Looking at Yang Xiaobao's figure as he went away, Su Guihua's eyebrows frowned and tightened even more.
For some reason, after the fight returned to normal from Yang Xiaobao, she felt that Yang Xiaobao had become extremely mysterious.
"call!"
While thinking about it, Su Guihua sighed and muttered to herself: "Maybe I'm thinking too much!"
Afterwards, she calmed down and did not think about anything more.
More than half an hour later, Yang Xiaobao prepared the meal.
After eating for a while, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.
"Dongdong!"
Hearing the sound, Yang Xiaobao frowned a little, and then without thinking too much, he stood up and opened the yard gate.
When she saw the person standing outside the yard, Yang Xiaobao was surprised and shouted unconsciously: "Old He!"
If the person who came did not say goodbye, it was He Simiao, a medical expert from the provincial capital.
Earlier, Yang Xiaobao returned with He Simiao.
Because Su Guihua disappeared, Yang Xiaobao asked He Simiao to wait at home, and he went to find Su Guihua.
Who would have thought that it was already evening after all this tossing.
By the time Yang Xiaobao returned home, He Simiao had already left.
"Brother Yang, I'm really sorry. I saw that you haven't come back for a long time before, so I went back to Zhou's house first."
He Simiao looked at Yang Xiaobao apologetically and said so.
Yang Xiaobao recovered and responded with a smile: "Hal-Yan He is serious, it's all my fault. I'm saying hello to you without saying hello in advance, and I have been waiting for you for so long."
As he said that, Yang Xiaobao made way out and then welcomed He Simiao to his home.
After seeing a guest coming, Su Guihua looked a little restrained.
At this time, Yang Xiaobao came forward and introduced: "Sister, I will introduce you to you. This is He Simiao, a medical expert from the provincial capital, and Mr. He."
"Hello...Hello, Mr. He!"
Su Guihua said politely.
He Simiao nodded and said softly: "Brother Yang, I guess she is the patient you mentioned in the Zhou family before?"
Yang Xiaobao nodded lightly and responded: "That's right, my sister, Su Guihua."
As he said that, Yang Xiaobao looked at Su Guihua and explained: "Sister, Mr. He came here to show you the leg injury. He came from a large hospital in the provincial capital. Please let him show it."
"ah?"
Su Guihua looked at her dismay and wanted to say something, but she was speechless for a moment.
After a long time, she nodded gently and responded: "Okay!"
Afterwards, He Simiao did not slow down and directly checked Su Guihua on the spot.
Yang Xiaobao stood aside without saying anything, disturbing He Simiao.
Su Guihua looked shy and looked a little embarrassed.
After a good check, He Simiao slowly stood up, his expression seemed solemn and his face turned ugly.
Seeing He Simiao's expression, Yang Xiaobao's heart suddenly stumbled, and he vaguely guessed what he expected.
"Mr. He, I... can I still cure my leg injury?"
Suddenly, Su Guihua took the lead and asked.
"this?"
He Simiao was stunned when he heard Su Guihua's questioning, and could not say a word for a long time.
Seeing this, Su Guihua smiled helplessly, took a deep breath, and then said, "Old Mr. He, just say whatever you have. I can bear it."
Hearing this, He Simiao looked at him slightly, and did not delay anything anymore, and responded: "Guihua, your leg has been injured for some time, right?"
Su Guihua nodded and responded: "It's been many years."
"Why!"
He Simiao sighed helplessly and continued, "A lot of the tissues in your legs have been broken. I can only say... there is little hope for you to stand up again."
"call!"
After He Simiao said this, Su Guihua couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Then, she smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, I've actually expected this result."
He Simiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Yang Xiaobao.
What surprised He Simiao was that Yang Xiaobao's expression did not have much ups and downs, and it seemed that he was not moved at all because of his diagnosis.
"Brother Yang, I'm really sorry, I...I can't do anything about it!"
After a moment of silence, He Simiao suddenly said this, looking at Yang Xiaobao with a lot of apology.
Yang Xiaobao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, Mr. He, thank you for speaking out for your frankness."
"this……"
He Simiao was stunned and opened his mouth several times to speak, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
After a while, he glanced at Yang Xiaobao and asked seriously: "Brother Yang, you... can you cure Guihua's leg injury?"
In He Simiao's opinion, the reason why Yang Xiaobao was so calm was definitely because he was sure to heal Su Guihua's leg injury.
After hearing He Simiao's question, Yang Xiaobao was a little surprised, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that Yang Xiaobao had not responded for a long time, He Simiao didn't ask much, so he said goodbye and left.
After He Simiao left, Yang Xiaobao looked at Su Guihua.
At this time, the smile on Su Guihua's face had disappeared, and instead a trace of sorrow emerged.
"Sister, don't think too much, nothing is absolutely true."
Yang Xiaobao smiled and looked at Su Guihua, comforting her.
Upon hearing this, Su Guihua didn't respond, but just forced a smile.