"No, no, no. The middle-aged uncle hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, "I can't help it, you are a little Engong, how can I call you that." "As an honest and honest villager, no matter what, a benefactor is a benefactor, and you can't disrespect or despise it because of its size.

Looking at the middle-aged uncle's expression of resistance, Ye Qifei didn't force it. Now that the house is also there, there are no customers. Ye Qifei frowned slightly, how to take the first step?

"Uncle, how do you say I can get people to see me?" Ye Qifei, who couldn't think of a way, asked the middle-aged uncle.

"Before, the little benefactor saved my son in the health center, and many people saw it, and others were saying that the little benefactor was the reincarnation of a life-saving bodhisattva. But there are also many people who are speculating about its authenticity behind their backs, and there are different opinions that cannot be confirmed. If you want someone to come to see you, you have to start here. ”

"Well, I've heard this rumor too, and now it's all very fast, it's like this here, it's like that there. So what to do. Ye Qifei frowned, touched his cheek, and looked thoughtful.

"Ahh The middle-aged uncle clapped his hands and raised his eyebrows excitedly and said.

"Uncle cousin who has been paralyzed for many years?" Ye Qi, who was silently thinking about a solution, raised his head in a daze, "Uncle, what do you mean by this?"

"If the little benefactor can be cured of the paralysis that no one has cured for so many years, those people will definitely believe the little benefactor. The middle-aged uncle explained.

Ye Qifei patted the table excitedly and stood up, "Yes, where is your cousin now?"

The middle-aged uncle lowered his head in shame, touched his head, and whispered: "But my cousin has been paralyzed for many years, and it is really inconvenient to come here, and it has been more than ten years, and it is said that it is not easy to save it." If the little benefactor wants to, he can only trouble the little benefactor to go in person. I don't know if this will be too difficult for you. ”

Ye Qifei looked at the middle-aged uncle suspiciously, "No trouble, no trouble, uncle, you have solved my important problem." ”

Now I can't prove it, now this is really hard work, Ye Qifei believes that as long as he saves this cousin, he is not afraid that no one will come to him.

"Then when can we go?" Ye Qifei said in a question that he was not looking forward to.

"Right now. The middle-aged uncle replied without hesitation.

"Will a sudden visit disturb Uncle Cousin, will it not trouble Uncle Uncle. Although Ye Qifei was anxious, he still bowed his head a little shyly.

"No, if my cousin knew that the little benefactor was going to treat his paralyzed leg for many years, he would be very happy, how could he disturb him, what trouble is not troublesome, it is my honor to help the little benefactor. The middle-aged uncle waved his hand and said sincerely.

"Then let's go. Ye Qifei is not postponing.

"Dad and brother go to run errands, you have to be obedient at home, you know?" said the middle-aged uncle to the child sitting by the chicken coop feeding the chickens.

"Yes. The child replied obediently, "Brother bye-bye." ”

"Bye-bye. Ye Qifei waved his hand at the child, "Uncle, sit down, we're leaving." ”

The middle-aged uncle quickly adjusted his body, and gently put his hand on the bottom of the seat, "Okay, okay, let's go, Xiao Engong, I will show you the way." ”

……

As the sun set, leaving only a trace of the sun in the west, we passed through a deep field path, slowly heard the bleating of sheep, and gradually entered a village.

"Little Engong has arrived. The middle-aged uncle pointed to the small bungalow in front of him, waved his hand and said, "The car can be parked here." ”

"Good. Ye Qifei stopped the car and leaned the car against the fence wall, but when he came back to his senses, he found that many people were gathered here, he was really startled, and looked at the middle-aged uncle in a daze.

"I haven't seen the village chief for a long time, how are you doing lately?" said the middle-aged uncle to the elderly man smoking tobacco on the side.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've been doing well lately, so food and clothing are not a problem. Holding tobacco in one hand and waving the other, the village chief glanced at Ye Qifei, felt angry, and asked suspiciously, "This is your son?"

"Village chief, don't talk nonsense, how can the little benefactor be my son, I don't have such a big convincing spirit to give birth to a little benefactor. The middle-aged uncle hurriedly waved his hand and explained to the village chief.

"Little benefactor?" the village chief looked suspiciously at Ye Qifei, who was still young and standing quietly by the fence and was embarrassed to approach, "Where to start, why did you bring him here." ”

The crowd gathered early because they saw unfamiliar faces, silently making melon-eating masses below, the middle-aged uncle looked at the villagers below, and then looked at the village chief.

"The village chief, the little benefactor, he is the rumored life-saving bodhisattva, now come and see my cousin to see if he can cure my cousin. ”

"Ale has been paralyzed for so many years, and doctors have also looked for a lot, and now you have found a yellow-haired boy and want to cure Ale?" The village chief looked at the middle-aged uncle even more suspiciously, as if his words were not worth believing.

The crowd of curious people who watched the excitement also raised all kinds of questions, such as: How is it possible! I don't believe it, I must brag. Such an exchange of sounds.

"The little benefactor is here to heal his cousin now, the little benefactor can definitely believe it, don't maliciously speculate about the little benefactor. The middle-aged uncle explained to the crowd as he protected his calf.

"Then can I go with me and see how he healed Ale?" said the village chief, also with a little curiosity.

The middle-aged uncle looked at Ye Qifei, who was still standing by the fence wall, Ye Qifei nodded slightly and said yes, the middle-aged uncle smiled and said to the village chief: "The little benefactor agreed, of course you can see it, the village chief, please, let's go, little benefactor." ”

"Good. Ye Qifei nodded towards the middle-aged uncle, and followed the middle-aged uncle towards the bungalow in front, followed by a group of curious people.

"Uncle Cousin, I brought a miracle doctor to treat your leg. The middle-aged uncle pushed open the door and shouted loudly into the room.

From the moment he entered the house, Ye Qifei observed that the situation of this cousin's family was not particularly good, and his heart was slightly pantothenic.

The cousin smiled lovingly, looked at his leg, and smiled bitterly: "Can my leg be cured?

"Uncle Cousin, let me tell you the truth, the little benefactor's medical skills are very good, he is the rumored life-saving Bodhisattva, and he will definitely be able to cure Uncle Cousin. The middle-aged uncle waved his hand, touched his head, and said honestly.

Ye Qifei stepped forward slightly and squatted down, "Hello cousin, I was called by my uncle to treat your leg." ”

Uncle Cousin didn't have a trace of contempt or contempt or disbelief, but said very sincerely: "Can it really be cured?"

"I'll try. Ye Qifei said firmly, turned his head and looked at the middle-aged uncle behind him, but unexpectedly saw the crowd behind him, the water around the house was impassable, and those standing a little behind were watching with their probes, which made Ye Qifei feel a lot of pressure in an instant.

"What's wrong?" the middle-aged uncle asked puzzled.

"It's fine. Ye Qifei touched her forehead embarrassedly, began to seriously check her cousin's legs, knocked and asked her cousin repeatedly, repeatedly kneaded and carefully observed, and soon she discovered the source of the disease.

"Found it. Ye Qifeizi carefully observed the circle and found the most important place to cause paralysis in the knee joint.

The middle-aged uncle stood aside trustfully and did not speak, but the village chief asked, "What did you find?"

"The key to Uncle Aller's paralysis. Ye Qifei replied with all questions. "The reason why Uncle Ale is paralyzed is that the knee joint is repeatedly folded and constantly rubbed against the reverse dislocation, and over time he loses the ability to act and is paralyzed. ”

"You don't know what you have to do, don't you come to trick us?" the village chief shook his head and became more and more confused, and then asked bluntly.

The middle-aged uncle was so anxious that he was sweating when he heard the words of the village chief, "Village chief, the little benefactor is the rumored life-saving bodhisattva, and this is how he heals, you can't maliciously frame the little benefactor without seeing the result." ”

The village chief changed his words, "Then do you have a way to cure it?" Anyway, I can't read it, I can't understand it, I can't understand it, and I always answer the same way when I ask, the village chief shook his head the more he listened, the more confused he became, and then asked bluntly.

The middle-aged uncle hurriedly explained for Ye Qifei: "Of course the little benefactor has a way, the village chief, just take a serious look at it, don't disturb the little benefactor to heal." ”

Ye Qifei didn't speak, his hand lightly attached to Cousin Ale's knee joint, closed his eyes and cleared his mind, and the door of the reduction technique appeared in his mind.

"What is he doing here?" The village chief looked at Ye Qifei, who was quietly squatting in front of Cousin Ale with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but scratch his head with his hand, he had lived for such an old age, and it was the first time he had seen such a healing method, "Is this healing?"

"Yes. The middle-aged uncle replied and continued to look at Ye Qifei without explanation.

Seeing that the middle-aged uncle didn't care about this question, "Ale, how do you feel, do you have any reaction?" and then the village chief asked Ale.

The village chief, who thought that Ale, who was receiving strange treatment, would not answer, suddenly heard Ale's voice.

Cousin Ale frowned slightly, "I feel ......" Cousin Ale suddenly paused, his expression changed.

"What's the matter, Ale? Because of Cousin Ale's voice, all around suddenly fell silent, and the village chief hurriedly looked at Cousin Ale and asked.

"I felt like my legs were heating up. Uncle Aller's eyes widened in surprise, his arms fluttering in confusion, and his voice trembling.

"What's so strange about it, fever is a normal reaction, it's so hot, it's normal to have a fever. The village chief looked at the incoherent cousin Ale and said comfortingly.

"No, it's not like that, it's ......," said Cousin Aller, who was almost excited to make up a sentence.

"Isn't that so? What is that?" the village chief, who had been worried about Ale's legs, did not understand Ale's words, let alone think about something deeper.

Ye Qifei, who had been hearing the sound of talking, was successfully disturbed, and he paid attention to the village chief who was talking, Ye Qifei frowned lightly and refocused with his heart.

The middle-aged uncle who discovered this move hurriedly whispered to the village chief: "Village chief, my cousin's leg has been paralyzed for many years, whether it is hot or cold, or there is no pain, now Cousin Ale can feel the fever, it is precisely because the treatment of the little benefactor is heavy, don't talk, don't disturb the little benefactor's treatment." ”