Chapter 145: The Old Man (2)
The three brothers and sisters quickly ran back to the courtyard where Ah Da was.
However, when they were still more than ten meters away from the house, they heard a loud roar full of anger resounding all around: "With this little injury, you dare to invite me here?" Is this a joke with the old man? I'll double the consultation fee later."
This loud roar frightened Wen An'an and the three of them to stop moving forward.
Such a grumpy roar, wouldn't it be?
Obviously, Wen An'an is not alone in this kind of thinking.
Wen Anhao, who was standing in front, stabbed the eldest brother with his hand: "Brother, this person can't be the old man of the medical hall."
"Nine times out of ten, yes"
"What"
"What"
Hearing his sister's shout, Wen Anze and Wen Anhao turned their heads to look at her strangely at the same time.
Wen Anhao was even more curious: "An An, why do you react so much?" ”
Oops, it's exposed. Four years ago, she was still more than a year old, how could she remember the grumpy old man who treated herself.
blinked his eyes stiffly twice, Wen An'an replied with a dry smile: "That, listening to the roar of the person inside, he must have a very bad temper." Isn't it hard to get along with? How could the brothers know someone like that? ”
"No, I'm grumpy. Wait a while, An'an, don't mess with him."
Hearing Wen Anhao's explanation, and then secretly looked at Wen Anze, who didn't think much about it, Wen Anan finally breathed a sigh of relief in secret, and finally settled the matter.
In order to avoid any suspicions from the two elven brothers, Wen Anan immediately changed the topic: "Then what now?" ”
"Yes, brother, what now?"
"Of course it's in"
"You stinky boys, are you playing with the old man, just this little injury, you still have the face to let me go to the doctor" Yes, they don't have to go in. The old man had already run out of the wind on the soles of his feet. When he saw Wen Anze's brother and sister standing in the middle of the courtyard, they immediately rushed over.
However, along with the old man, there was also an eight or nine-year-old medicine boy. Dressed in a brown stub, the long hair on his head was tied up with a headband.
The little medicine boy looks quite delicate, with green eyebrows, a pair of smart eyes that sometimes glance apologetically here, a small and delicate nose, and the most pleasing thing is the two small dimples on her lips, which can be clearly seen even when she speaks.
"Grandpa, how many times have I told you. You can't yell at people like that, you can't change your temper."
After being blamed by the medicine boy for a few words, the old man lowered his voice slightly, but he still said to them angrily: "I also want to change, but you see, I only scratched a little skin, and I actually tossed the old man over, there are many patients in our hospital, you boys want to play the old man." Go and call your mom and dad, huh?"
In the middle of speaking, the old man slowly squatted in front of Wen An'an, touched his beard and began to look at her.
"You? Have we seen it somewhere? ”
“……。 You won't be Wen Anze, Wen Anhao? ”
When the medicine boy next to the old man shouted these two names, not only Wen Anze and Wen Anhao, but even the old man turned his head to look at the medicine boy with a surprised face.
"Wan'er, do you know these children?"
"I don't know. Grandpa, you know each other, too. That's the year you came to our hospital to see the disease, the one you didn't have the rule of."
The medicine boy said. The old man looked at them thoughtfully, but when he heard the last sentence, the old man's face immediately darkened.
"It's you."
Seeing the old man gritting his teeth, Wen Anze's brother and sister glanced at each other.
If memory serves, they just went to the old man for treatment, right? Why is it as if they have smashed someone's hospital with them now?
Could it be that those gangsters went to the hospital to make trouble again after they left?
Thinking of this, Wen Anze asked the old man uncertainly: "Old man, could it be that after we left, someone made trouble for you?" ”
"Trouble, who dares to ask the old man for my trouble."
Since he hadn't bothered him, the old man looked like he was eager to pounce on them and bite them.
Perhaps seeing their doubts, the medicine boy next to him stood in front of the old man and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my grandfather has been listening to guilt because he couldn't help your sister's illness back then."
Guilty? They really didn't see what guilt the old man in front of him who was as black as the bottom of the pot could be.
But then again, the little medicine boy in front of him is also very familiar with it
It seems that the eyes of the three Wen Anze brothers and sisters are too naked, and the old man who was blocked behind pulled the medicine boy to the back, and said angrily: "What to see, what to see, the granddaughter of the old man is also something you can look at."
"Grandpa"
Wen An'an's face was full of black lines, and the medicine boy behind her, ah, the little girl who should be named Wan'er was flushed with shame.
Hearing his granddaughter's roar, the old man pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, and then stretched out his hand towards Wen An'an.
"What for?"
"What do you want to do?"
Looking at the two children who grabbed his outstretched hand and glared at him angrily, the old man laughed twice: "Yo, I can't see it, you two boys are quite protective of your sister." How are you afraid of me?"
Wan'er in the back saw that her grandfather was getting more and more outrageous, so she hurriedly stuck her head out from behind and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my grandfather just wants to see the situation on your sister's face"
Although the little girl in the back said that, maybe Wen Anze and Wen Anhao felt that the old man was too unreliable, so he didn't move away for a long time.
After waiting for a long time and not seeing the two brothers get out of the way, the old man's face was getting worse and worse, seeing that his temper was about to come up again, in order to prevent their ears and hearts from being poisoned, Wen Anan had to take off the veil himself and walked in front of the visitor: "Big brother, second brother, if grandpa wants to see it, let him see it."
"Hmph, you're still a brother. It's really a few years older than your sister."
The old man glared at Wen Anze and Wen Anhao ostentatiously, and then broke Wen An'an's cheeks to look.
Although he couldn't see the expressions of the two brothers, Wen Anan was still able to make up for the aggrieved expressions of the two of them at the moment. Even just thinking about it, Wen Anan thought it was funny.
"Well, it looks like you've been using the medicine I gave you."
"Yes, grandpa, your medicine, although it can't remove scars, is indeed much lighter in color. That's why my mother let me use it all the time."
“…… Don't use the medicine anymore."
"For what"
"For what"
"Old man, what are you for?"
Before Wen An'an and the others could react, Wen had already run to the old man's side and anxiously asked about the situation.
Seeing that Wen's was about to lose his cool, Wen An'an just stepped forward and tugged on his mother's sleeve: "Mother, you ask so many questions at once, how can you ask people to answer, let's ask slowly"
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, old man, I'm abrupt, please don't get used to it"
"I can understand your feelings, madam", the old man reined in the child's temper just now, and then explained with a serious face: "The reason why I just said not to let this girl use medicine is because even if I use it again, it won't have much effect, and"
"So what should we do?"
Seeing that Wen's use was about to get out of control, the old man hurriedly signaled her to be quiet: "Don't worry, listen to what I say." No matter how good the medicine is, it won't be of much use if it's used for a long time, so now the girl's medicine should be changed."
When they heard the words 'medicine should be changed', except for Wen An'an, several people present breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, she still knows her body.
A long time ago, Wen Anan already felt that the medicine didn't work very well. She even mentioned it to Wen euphemistically once or twice once, but every time she just started, Wen had a sad expression on her face, which made Wen An'an finally dispel this idea.
"An An, An An"
Hearing Wen Anhao's shout, Wen Anan came back to his senses from his stunned: "Huh? Yes! , Second brother, what did you just say?"
"What do you think, call you several times. Mother asked us to enter the house, and said that Lang Zhong was showing you for yourself."
"Oh, oh"
Looking around, they saw that their mother had invited the old man into the house, and Wen An'an and they had no choice but to follow.
"By the way, brother, why haven't you seen Chu Fan for half a day?"
"Because I don't know how Lu Dao's big injury is, my mother asked him to go to the front yard to call his father"
When she heard the conversation between Wen An'an and Wen Anhao, Wan'er, who was walking in front, turned her head and asked the two of them: "Chu Fan?" It's the boy who asked us to go to the clinic."
Seeing that the three brothers and sisters nodded, Wan'er said with a worried face: "You also persuade him, don't put that kind of herb on your face anymore, it's not good for your skin after a long time."
"What"
Without waiting for Wen An'an to speak, Wen Anze gave her a closed look: "Yes, we also persuaded him, but he didn't listen." What exactly does that medicine do? Seeing that Wan'er didn't speak, but just frowned and looked at them a few times, Wen Anze estimated that she was suspicious, so she immediately added: "My consciousness is, is that medicine really very bad?" ”
Seeing Wen Anze ask like this, Wan'er's frowning brows finally relaxed: "It's not very special to hurt the body, but after applying it for a long time, there will still be some side effects."
After asking, Wen Anze gave his younger siblings a look, and then the three of them deliberately lagged a few steps behind.
"Brother, what the hell is going on with that kid"
"I'd rather risk getting hurt than hide it from us. It seems that things are not trivial" (to be continued......)