It has been more than two months since they left the village, and their group has traveled through dozens of villages and towns from south to north.

Famous and unknown, although there are not hundreds or thousands of Langzhong, there are also hundreds and ten.

I tried all the internal administration, external application, secret recipes, and home remedies, but Wen An'an's face, let alone removing the scars, even the color did not fade.

The whole family has gone from being full of anticipation when they just came out, to worrying and helpless now, and the bitterness and pain in their hearts no longer torment their minds all the time.

In the county where they are going today, I heard that there is a very famous old man, and all diseases can be cured by his hands.

Therefore, in order to be able to come early, Wen Qing'an and they deliberately rushed for two days before they came to the county in time.

When I came to the infirmary, there weren't too many patients inside. They waited for about a stick of incense before they were invited.

As soon as I entered the cubicle, I saw an old man with a gray beard sitting in the center of the room.

When the old man saw this group of five or six people walking in, he frowned and said angrily: "Why are so many people coming in, which of you is a patient?" ”

Asked by the old man like this, Wen immediately hugged Wen Anan and sat on the stool opposite him, and said humbly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my daughter who wants to see a doctor, you can always take a look."

Hearing Wen say that it was the one-year-old doll in front of him who was sick, the old man no longer shook his face to them like before, but still coldly reminded Wen Qing'an who followed them: "Just look at it, but let me be quiet."

In the past, in the village, everyone was taught a lesson by Yang Guozhong's strange tempered old man. So now I don't feel anything when I see this old man yelling at them. Instead, he thanked him with a smile, and then nodded obediently and sat down.

However, Wen Qing'an greeted each other with a smile on their faces. It made the old man look uncomfortable. Clearing his throat in embarrassment, the old man pulled Wen An'an's hand and took the pulse.

After diagnosing for a while, the old man took his hand back, then picked up the brush on the side of the inkstone, wrote on the paper and said: "There is no big problem, but the body is a little weak, and from the pulse, this doll is naturally a little weak, it should be born prematurely." Until it was not well adjusted. And"

Speaking of this, the old man looked up at the three adults and complained: "And you should have come from other places, you must have eaten and slept in the open air, and the children must have not eaten and slept well." Not only this female doll, but also the two boys over there, are also enough. You adults can hold on, but children can be like you?! I really don't know how you elders deserve it."

Seeing that the old man had finished teaching them, Wen had to bow his head and prescribe medicine again. Hurriedly reached out and blocked the paper.

This sudden hand stretched out, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head, glared at Wen and said loudly: "What? You don't like me to speak. You won't even be able to take medicine, so what are you doing here? ”

Seeing that the old man was about to get angry again, Wen quickly retracted his hand. Explained: "No, no. You always listen to me."

The old man snorted when he saw that Wen looked like he was in a hurry to explain. Then he put down the brush in his hand and put on a 'I see what you say', waiting for Wen's next words.

"We are not here today to see this disease"

Automatically ignoring the word 'this' mentioned by Wen, the old man only thought that they were not here to see the disease. Without even letting Wen finish speaking, the old man began to blow his beard and glare at them again, pointing at a few people and yelling: "With your group of people, sitting here for a long time, are you playing with me, see if I am a bully?"

This roar not only frightened the Wen family, but even the people outside were so frightened that they ran in.

When she saw that her grandfather was about to quarrel with people again, a little girl hurriedly ran to him, and yelled at the old man loudly: "Why are you arguing with the patient again, you can't restrain your stinky temper, if you continue like this, who will dare to come to our hospital, and there will be no consultation fee at that time, I will see where you are going to drink."

was yelled at by his granddaughter, but the old man lost his temper in an instant, and just pouted and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not my fault this time, it's this group of outsiders, who don't see a doctor, and come here to make trouble."

Seeing that her grandfather's arrogance had subsided, the little girl shook her head helplessly, turned around and smiled apologetically at the Wen family, and then said sweetly: "Auntie, uncle, don't care, my grandfather is this stinky temper, and his temperament is also anxious, you must not be like him, come, sit down, sit down, continue to see a doctor, continue to see a doctor."

Saying that, the little girl also personally moved the stools for a few people, and after everyone sat down, she didn't go out, but the old god stood next to the old man.

The old man glanced at his granddaughter next to him, pouted, and then turned his head to Wen angrily and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, what do you say?"

Wen Shi uncomfortably stroked the broken hair in his ears before explaining softly: "We came today to let you help us look at An'an's face."

After speaking, Wen took off the veil from Wen An'an's face, and then turned sideways to let the old man see clearly.

As soon as Wen took off Wen An'an's veil, the big and small ones on the opposite side jumped up in an instant, and the old man slapped the table and scolded: "Which one of the eight lambs who suffered a thousand knives and brought a doll into trouble like this?" ”

"Yes, what mad person would be willing to attack such a young child"

When I heard this, I thought it was an adult. In fact, the person who said this sentence was just about the same as Wen Anze and Wen Anhao, a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Since I woke up, the people around me have not mentioned it much in front of me. Except for the fact that seeing a doctor for themselves was different from the past, for a few days, everyone behaved as usual, as if nothing had happened.

While making her feel considerate, it also feels very unreal, and at the same time there is some unease.

The pain in my heart is like a wound in my body, and the more I cover it and don't touch it, the worse it gets.

Due to Wen Anan's current identity and age, there are some things that are difficult to mention. But if someone can really put that matter on the surface, Wen Anan would be happy to see it happen.

So. When he saw the old and the young so indignant, Wen Anan was grateful for their kindness. I also hope to take this rare opportunity to let Wen Qingan let go of the guilt in their hearts.

For such a fierce reaction of the ancestors and grandchildren, the Wen family was also stunned on the spot, looking at the ancestors and grandchildren in a daze, but they didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that a few people didn't speak, it angered the old man even more, he pointed at Wen Qing'an and scolded them: "How can you be a father's mother, this doll was like this at the time, what did you all eat." Oh. The kid is the meat of the heart, and the girl shouldn't be treated personally, right?"

Wen An'an thought that if Father Wen and Wen Niang could explain it to the old man, maybe the knots in her heart would be solved, but things seemed to be far more difficult than she imagined.

Moreover, seeing that the old man was more and more outrageous, and later he took Wen Qing'an and their most guilty place to poke their hearts, although Wen Anan was very grateful to the old man, but he couldn't watch him continue to expose the scars of his father and brother.

Thereupon. Wen Anan apologized to the old man in her heart, and she herself took advantage of Wen's stunned moment, struggled to jump off her, and then got into front of the old man from under the table. Pointing at him and shouting: "Bad guy, scold my father and brother, bad guy." You're the bad guy."

The old man's scolding made the Wen family so ashamed that they couldn't even raise their heads. So he didn't notice it for a while, so that Wen An'an got a gap. Ran down.

When he heard his daughter pointing at the old man and saying that he was a 'bad person', Wen was so frightened that he immediately went around the table and hugged Wen An'an. And kept bowing and apologizing: "You must not be like a child, scold us if you want to scold, you must not give us peace and treatment, please, you want to fight and scold."

Wen Qing'an, who was on the side, also immediately stepped forward, bowed deeply to the old man, and said incoherently: "I am the head of the family, if you want to beat or scold, come at me, don't be angry with them, everything happens to this child, I am in trouble, the child is still young, please don't be like a doll with her, please help us to be safe."

Seeing the appearance of the two couples bowing and apologizing, and the female doll defending the family so much, the old man also knew that he had scolded the wrong person, but if he wanted him to apologize again, he would never be able to do it.

His eyes turned around, and he finally fixed on his granddaughter, moved to her side in small steps, hit her head with his elbow, and said, "I still don't apologize to others."

When the little girl heard this old man say this, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and replied with a straight head: "What are you sorry for, I just said who made this doll like this, and the rest is what you said."

When the old man heard that his granddaughter was in front of so many people, he didn't save face for himself, so he angrily grabbed his granddaughter's ear and scolded: "You dead girl, who taught you like this, you don't even understand the rules, is this the attitude of talking to your grandfather?" Ahh

"How about what you taught! Just like you, you still want to teach everyone to show off, obviously you scolded others so happily just now, you don't want to admit it, now it's starting again, ouch, tap tap"

Looking at this strange grandfather and grandson, Wen Qing'an and the Wen family's originally sad mood disappeared in an instant. All that's left is to stand there and watch these two perform.

After the grandparents quarreled to the worst, it was the granddaughter who was defeated.

He walked up to them with his head down, bowed and said apologetically: "Uncle, aunt, don't worry about me in general, blame me for my temper and impatience, you must, don't be with me, this kind of person is generally knowledgeable."

Listening to the little girl's words of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Wen Qing'an and several people curled the corners of their mouths and turned their heads slightly to the side.

The old man on the side was also embarrassed by his granddaughter's words, and before she could finish speaking, he raised his voice to interrupt her: "Don't you want to see the scars, don't you sit down quickly"

Zhilu said that the old man was going to see An An, and Wen didn't dare to delay, so he immediately hugged Wen An'an and sat opposite, so that he began to look at it.

The old man looked at Wen An'an's face for a long time, raised his head and said to Wen Qing'an seriously: "Judging from the scar, it should have been injured at that time."

Seeing Wen Qing'an nodding gloomily, the old man sighed and said, "It's not very easy to treat."

Not very easy to treat? Does that mean there is still a chance to cure?

The old man's words made the hope that was gradually disappearing in everyone's hearts rekindle again.

Wen Qing'an grabbed the old man's hand, and said a little incoherently excitedly: "Old man, no, no, divine doctor, what do you mean by what you just said, it can be cured, it means that it can be cured."

The old man looked around, looked at a pair of shining eyes, paused for a moment, and then said softly: "That's what it means, it's not curable, but it can be cured."

Just as Wen Qing'an was about to speak, the old man interrupted them again. However, this time, the heart that made them fly fell to the ground again.

"But I can't cure it"

There is nothing cruel than giving you hope and then taking it away. (To be continued......)