Yun Ning said to Huan Wen, "Now go to the clothing store and buy some face towels. The more the better, and then go get some of the strongest wine."
"yes."
Yun Ning walked outside and saw that the consumptive man was an old man, with a stooped waist and a skinny body with not much flesh.
His eyes were slightly cloudy, but strangely, he looked very light when he walked.
He was looking at the plaque that read "Nanshan Hall" and wondered whether he should come in.
"Please come into the room for treatment." Yun Ning's voice suddenly sounded, gentle and comfortable, making people feel good instantly.
The old man subconsciously took a step back and shook his head. He covered his mouth and said, "I'd better not go in. What if I kill someone else? I'd better go and harm that wicked Fu Yong."
As he spoke, he coughed and walked in the other direction. Yun Ning stopped him and said, "I can cure your tuberculosis."
After saying this, the old man's eyes lit up for a moment, but soon dimmed. Even the dead old man said there was nothing he could do. What could this teenage girl do?
He wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Yun Ning handed him a face towel and said, "Come in, trust me."
Yun Ning's eyes were full of determination and sincerity. The old man originally wanted to refuse, but seeing her look like this, he inexplicably believed her.
Yun Ning entered the room behind the old man and felt an observing gaze coming from the corner. She looked up and found a little boy standing over there. After looking at Yun Ning, he immediately ran away feeling guilty.
Lingqing's publicity quickly took effect, and the old man had already entered the house, and the number of people queuing at the door began to increase again.
Huan Wen had already bought all the things. At this time, according to Yun Ning, anyone who wanted to come in must be given a face towel and personally watched him put it on.
Lingqing publicized the matter, but when he came back, he was stopped by Huan Wen.
"Here's this for you. Wearing it will make it less likely to get infected." Huan Wen handed her a face towel.
"good."
Lingqing responded and wanted to take it, but accidentally touched a hand under the scarf.
The place of contact seemed to be tickled by someone. Lingqing instantly turned red and withdrew his hand. He walked into the house in a panic.
Huan Wen stared blankly at his hands, and his ears quietly turned red.
He has already touched the girl's hand, does he have to be responsible...
Lingqing walked in and said, "Master, there are many people outside now."
Yun Ning said "Yeah", "Someone may come to cause trouble later. I guess it's Fu Yong. Before I go out, remember to stop him outside."
After listening to her words, a hint of guilt flashed in the old man's eyes, and he turned his head to the side in a hurry.
Lingqing understood what Yun Ning meant and agreed.
Yun Ning looked at the old man and said gently: "Lie down first, I will check you, and then we can start treatment."
He still can't believe it, but since it's here, let's treat it like a dead horse.
So the old man resigned himself to his fate and lay down on the bed. But as soon as he lay down, the itchy and painful feeling in his lungs started to attack again. He couldn't help but began to cough violently, and a fishy-sweet taste came up in his throat.
Yun Ning quickly took out the silver needle from the space and stuck it on the acupuncture point. She said in a deep voice, "Luck!"