The middle-aged man slapped the protagonist's hand away, "Don't call me uncle, I have nothing to do with you."
He added: "Also, our village is relatively traditional and we don't like outsiders. I hope you can leave immediately, otherwise I will not be responsible for anything that happens later!"
The middle-aged man left quickly.
Looking at his back getting further and further away, Ye Xuan looked discouraged.
The address was here, and there was no phone number. He tried dialing the city's number, but there was no signal at all. He wondered how he got this address.
While he was daydreaming, a woman came out of the alley and said to the village chief in a panic: "Village Chief, the old village chief is sick again. Come and have a look. This time the illness is so serious that he vomited blood."
pot!"
There was a clang.
The wooden basin fell to the ground, and the water inside splashed everywhere.
The village chief was stunned at first, and then ran towards home.
The woman's voice was louder and could be heard by everyone around her.
The villagers also quickly followed behind the village chief.
Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment and followed.
In a mansion.
On the dirt floor in the center, a barefoot doctor looked serious. Beneath him, an old man with a white beard lay on a straw mat, his thin cheeks pale.
Beside the old man, an old woman knelt on the ground and burst into tears. A slightly younger woman kept comforting the old woman.
In the open space, the village chief paced back and forth.
There were some villagers crowding outside the door. Just now they wanted to come in, but they were stopped by the village chief.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, the old man spitting out a mouthful of blood suddenly threw his head back, his eyes bulging, as if a thin thread was pulling hard on his neck, trying to pull him up.
This scene deeply stimulated everyone's heart.
The village chief was shocked, rushed to the old man, and shouted: "Dad, dad!" He turned to the barefoot doctor and asked: "How is my dad?"
"As always, the sow has gone crazy and is foaming at the mouth. That's the blood she just vomited. I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't work!" the barefoot doctor sighed.
The village chief asked anxiously: "What about the county? Are there any hospitals that can do anything?"
"It's useless. It's not like you don't know about our father's illness!" The young woman sobbed twice, "Just before our father fell into coma, he said it was time to prepare for his funeral. Be gentle during the water burial..."
"No!"
The village chief stared at the barefoot doctor who had packed his suitcase and stood up and walked to the door. His face was pale.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the door.
"Indeed not!"
The village chief raised his head and looked at the crowd.
Ye Xuan rushed out, glanced at the old man lying on the ground, shook his head and said: "If you carry him to the county seat, I'm afraid it won't be too late. At most, in half an hour, the old man will suffer from heart palpitations and blockage and die."
The village chief opened his mouth but said nothing.
The young woman beside him frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm a doctor!" Ye Xuan chuckled and turned to look at the village chief, "Didn't I tell you before? I only do one thing here, treat diseases!"
As soon as these words came out.
The villagers at the gate were whispering.
"Are there any doctors that young?"
"I don't know, I guess I'm just giving it a try!"
"..."
Ye Xuan reminded: "Village chief?"
After hesitating for a moment, the village chief pulled his wife out of the way and said in a hoarse voice: "Then please give it a try, little brother!"
Ye Xuan went straight to the old man's side, squatted down, and took out the silver needle box from his arms. After opening it, he waved his hand and several more silver needles appeared on his fingertips.
After he comforted the old man, he inserted several silver needles into his forehead and heart at the same time.
This scene made the villagers shout again:
"Village Chief, don't be confused!"
"Yes, how can you believe an outsider's words? If you take the old man to the county seat now, he may be saved!"
Ye Xuan glanced at the villagers and shook his head. After looking away, he patted the old man on the shoulder.
The old man suddenly sat up, put his hands on the dirt, and kept vomiting.
Suddenly, a pungent stench emanated from the air.
After the old man finished vomiting, he exhaled deeply and vigorously, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his chest rose and fell.
Looking at this scene, the villagers standing at the door were silent. The barefoot doctor was also stunned on the spot, looking back at Ye Xuan with extremely shocked eyes.
The village chief Fang Fang came back to his senses and asked, "Dad, how do you feel?" After saying that, he walked over anxiously.
Ye Xuan stretched out his arm, "Don't come over yet!"
The village chief was stunned, but he stood still.
Ye Xuan pulled out the silver needle and asked, "Is there any alcohol?"
"Only home-brewed wine!" the village chief replied.
"Bring it!"
After a while, Ye Xuan soaked the silver needles in the tea cup for a while and continued to apply the needles on the old man's forehead.
The old man had regained his consciousness by now. He looked up and saw the silver needle dangling on his forehead, and felt a little scared.
"Relax! I just detoxified you, now I'm detoxifying you!" Ye Xuan said with a chuckle.
The old man nodded. The next second, his head felt cooler than ever before, and the things in front of him became much clearer. He felt that his face was gradually getting hot.
The villagers' eyes widened.
"alright!"
Ye Xuan took back the silver needle, soaked it in the tea cup for a few seconds and put it into the box. He immediately stood up and comforted the old man: "Old man, it's okay. I guess you are around eighty this year. Don't worry, you
Can live to be a hundred years old!”
The old man grinned.
Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze and said seriously to the village chief: "In the future, don't let the elderly eat too bland food, eat some meat dishes appropriately, remember?"
The village chief with a complicated expression nodded.
Ye Xuan went out and rested under a locust tree.
He sighed and asked, "What a fool, no one knows where you are?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Brother!"
He turned around and saw the village chief walking towards him, "Village chief? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the old man again?"
The village chief walked up to Ye Xuan, shook his head, looked around cautiously, and lowered his voice: "Follow me!"
Finished.
He took steps towards the edge of the house.
Ye Xuan, who was under the locust tree, hurriedly followed. After walking past, he noticed that there was a winding path leading to the back mountain, with lush greenery beside it.
The two of them walked up the mountain one behind the other.
Ye Xuan looked confused.
Could it be that some wild boar on the mountain was injured and asked me to treat it?
He knew when he arrived that wild boars were the totem of their village, and wild boars were overflowing in the mountains on the border of Hewai City.
At this time, the village chief stopped, turned around, and stared at Ye Xuan with a burning gaze, "Can I believe you?" He looked at the protagonist's face with even more confusion, and asked: "How much do you know about Lao San?