Wen Qing'an took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then asked with some difficulty: "You said, you can't cure it, so who can?" ”

The old man looked at everyone's expectant eyes, and was silent for a while, and then hesitated: "I have also heard others mention it before, there is a person surnamed Tan who has helped others heal, and I don't know the others."

"What about the name, what is the name, or the nickname"

"Where do you live, and who are you?"

"How old is that healer? Male or female? ”

……

In fact, Wen Qing'an also understood that since the old man said that he didn't know the way, the other situations must be unclear. But they couldn't help but ask.

Obviously, they have seen the dawn of hope, and now all they have to do is to walk over, but when they take a step, they suddenly find that they don't even have a way forward.

Hope is in front of you, but you don't even have the opportunity to touch it, which is more torturous than not seeing it.

The old man also knew that his words were undoubtedly a heavy blow to these people. Even he began to resent himself a little, for why he didn't ask a little more clearly at that time.

In order to alleviate the guilt in his heart, the old man looked at everyone with some flattery, and said embarrassedly: "Although I can't completely cure this doll's face, I will prescribe a prescription for you, but it can dilute some traces of the scars on her face, so that if you can really find a cure in the future, it will be twice as effective with half the effort" After speaking, without waiting for Wen Qing'an to express his opinion, he sat on the stool and wrote the prescription.

Hearing the old man say that he wanted to open this kind of prescription, Wen Qing'an didn't care much about it.

In the past two months, many Langzhong have prescribed them some prescriptions to treat their scars. But few of them are really useful, so when the old man talks about this. They also didn't have much hope.

The old man wrote for a long time, but no one spoke. Raising his head and looking at Wen Qing'an and the others, it didn't matter what he looked at, his temper was aroused again.

He is fifty or sixty years old, and he has already put down his body to talk to them, and this group of uninformed people still has a disapproving expression, which shows that they don't believe in his medical skills.

It's okay to question his character, but it's not okay to question his medical skills.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't hold back any longer. Patting the table, he stood up, pointed his finger at Wen Qing'an, and said loudly: "You dare to question what I said, girl, now follow my prescription and go to make medicine for them."

"Hey"

"No more"

Before Wen Qing'an could stretch out his hand, the little girl ran out of the alley.

Seeing that Wen Qing'an wanted to stretch out his hand, the old man snorted, as if he was a little angry and asked him, "What?" I'm afraid that I won't be able to poison the medicine."

Seeing the old man say this, Wen Qing'an immediately shook his head and hurriedly explained: "Where is the matter?" It's just that there is an additional fee for boiling medicine in the hospital, and we ...... that we can save a little bit is a little bit."

Wen Qing'an's words. The room fell silent.

"Ahem, this is what I insist on boiling, and I won't charge you for it. Don't worry anymore. Look at how you are a big man, how you slam the door like a mother-in-law. Cut"

Hearing that there was no charge, Wen Qing'an raised his head and smirked twice at the old man. On the contrary, he didn't care at all about what the old man said just now.

Wen looked at Xiang Gong like this, but his heart was very sour.

stepped forward to hold his hand, and then thanked the old man: "Xie Lu, thank you for your understanding of us." And just now, it's not that we don't believe in your medical skills, but along the way, many Lang Zhong have prescribed prescriptions to An An, saying that they can make the scars disappear, but they don't work, and we are also afraid"

"Okay, no need to say more, let's go outside and wait to get the medicine"

Wen Qing'an and the others knew that there were still patients behind the road, and they couldn't stand here anymore, so they all lifted the curtain and went out.

When the Wen family was waiting for them to boil up, Wen Qing'an took advantage of this gap to leave the hospital and wanted to go up to the small stall to buy some food for everyone.

Not long after he walked out of the medical hall, he heard the sound of Si Si Suo in an alleyway. At the beginning, Wen Qing'an didn't pay much attention to it, but after taking a few steps, a few words floating in the wind suddenly stopped him.

So Wen Qing'an walked to the downwind and stood there and listened.

"Where did you get this thing?"

"You don't care about this, anyway, I can cure the scar on your mother-in-law's body, after applying this, I will ensure that her skin is slippery and can squeeze out the water."

"Okay, the second son, you can pull it down, and you're bragging and farting here again. It's just a little bit of a thing, just a fart."

"Tsk, don't underestimate this idea, it's precious. This is a secret recipe made by the palace, how to say that sentence, what muscle-building, what is the effect of corruption, you know the way, those words of crepe, we rough people don't understand"

"It's so magical, you lie to people. If it really has this effect, why is there nothing on the market?"

"Yo, why don't you believe it, how can you see the things in this palace on the market, are they tired and crooked?"

"You're real, it's fake"

"Hey, I said that you have to be a person, if you don't believe it, forget it, Lao Tzu finally asked a friend to find it, don't forget it, anyway, some people want it"

"Hey, hey, you, how can you say that you are angry, don't you just ask, three hundred taels, brother, you have to let me spend it clearly."

"Okay, okay, don't you just want to hear how it works, I'll tell you......"

Listening to the sound of talking from the alleyway, Wen Qing'an couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and he could even hear his heartbeat pounding because he was too excited.

I didn't have any other thoughts in my head, only one thought, which was to buy this secret recipe back, buy it back, as if I was enchanted.

Unable to just stand here anymore, Wen Qing'an trotted into the alleyway.

The two men in the alleyway saw a person suddenly running from outside, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly put the things in their hands into their sleeve pockets. Then he stammered and shouted at Wen Qing'an: "You, you, what are you doing?"

Wen Qing'an stopped in front of them. Then he bowed deeply to the man called Erzi, and said to the man with a little trilling when he spoke: "This big brother." You, can you sell this thing to me?"

The man saw Wen Qing'an pointing to his cuff. As if he was quite panicked, he hid his hands behind his back and stammered: "You, you, you see, I see it wrong, I'm here, what, nothing"

Another man next to him saw Wen Qing'an mention the secret recipe, and pushed him as if he was dissatisfied. Said: "You person, do you know the rules, do you know the truth of the first to come, I came first, Lao Tzu, this thing has to belong to me"

Hearing that the man had all spoken, the second son, who had pretended to have nothing before, pouted dissatisfiedly, and then slapped the man on the head, and whispered angrily: "You fucking stupid, you say this." Didn't I just pretend to be useless?"

The man was beaten and covered his head and took a breath: "Second son, you kid is a little heavier, your skull has broken you."

Wen Qing'an didn't care about the scolding of the two at this time, but just said to the second son flatteringly: "This little brother." Since you admit it, sell me this."

Listening to Wen Qing'an's request, the man called Erzi looked at him in embarrassment. After thinking about it for a long time, he still shook his head: "No." How can we say it, he also came first. If I want to sell it, I must have sold it to him first. Otherwise, if you really want to buy it, you can discuss it with him, and if he agrees, I will sell it to you."

Wen Qing'an just wanted to buy the things quickly, where could he take care of these things, so when he heard him say this, he immediately turned to the man next to him, gave a salute, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by this man.

"No, I bought this thing for my daughter-in-law, and I said it was all right."

When he heard the man say "no", Wen Qing'an's mind was blindfolded at that time, his body suddenly stiffened, and even his face became pale and pale.

The man in front of him saw that Wen Qing'an's expression was wrong, and pushed him with his hand and said, "Brother, you have nothing to do, do you have something unspeakable, if you don't tell my brother, maybe you can discuss it."

As soon as Wen Qing'an heard about the discussion, he immediately nodded and said, "I really have an urgent need." Big brother, I won't tell you, I just heard this little brother say that you only bought it to treat the scars on my sister-in-law's body, but I bought it to treat my daughter's face. My daughter, because, because of some accidents, there are two scars on her face, she is just one year old, if it can't be cured, how can you let him live in the future, so I beg you, give me this snow lotus, or I'll kneel down for you."

Saying that, Wen Qing'an really wanted to lift his robe and kneel down.

When the two men saw Wen Qing'an's appearance, how could they dare to let him really kneel, the two of them made a color to each other, and then helped Wen Qing'an to go straight down.

The man's eyes slipped around Wen Qing'an's body, and then he sighed with pity, and said: "It's not easy for you to be a father, forget it, I'll let it be for you" After speaking, he looked at the cuff of the person next to him with great pity, and then shook his head regretfully and walked out of the laneway.

Seeing the man walk out, Wen Qing'an turned to the man called Erzi, smiled and said, "Little brother, you can sell it to me now."

"Yes, yes, but, this"

Wen Qing'an understood as soon as he saw his gesture, so he immediately took out his purse from his arms, took out all the silver and silver tickets inside, and counted only one hundred and fifty taels of silver at the last count.

Wen Qing'an just wanted to say that he could go back and get some more, when he saw the man in front of him snatch the money in his hand.

Just when Wen Qing'an was puzzled, he heard the man's laughing voice coming: "Forget it, look at you pitiful, less will be less." Oh, this is for you, after you go back, take the medicine to the child according to this prescription, and after a few pieces, the scars on your face are all gone."

Taking the prescription handed over by the man, Wen Qing'an carefully carried it into his arms. When I looked up and wanted to thank him, I couldn't see a single figure in front of me. (To be continued......)

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