In a flash, more than ten days have passed.

Painting Yihan buries his head at home every day to help the painter Nian Engan carpentry, painting Weirong gets up very early in the morning, and it is half a day when he comes out.

At first, Hua Yihan was worried about where she was going, she would be bullied by the children in the village if she was not safe, but Hua Weirong told him that she would go to Dr. Du's place, and Hua Yihan would not ask anything. It's just that there is a stubbornness in his eyes!

Now, Du Wuxian is the benefactor of the painter.

In addition, Hua Weirong insisted on being an apprentice to Du Wuxi, although the painter was unwilling, he couldn't say anything, not to mention, Du Wuzhi also said in person that he wanted Hua Weirong to follow him!

It's just that no one knows the way, and the painting is slightly allowed to go to the house, but it is not Dr. Du's place, but the back mountain.

At first, the body could discharge a lot of black things every time, but gradually, the body discharged less and less dirty things, and the meridians became more and more transparent.

Now, although her meridians have not yet reached absolute transparency, they are already the best she can do at this stage.

But the aura of this era is too thin, even if her meridians are so transparent, the speed of absorbing spiritual power is still not fast.

Being able to induce qi into the body has already proved that she has stepped into the first layer of the qi refining period.

For newcomers who have no foundation, it may take a year or more to induce qi into the body, and some people who do not know the essentials will not be able to induce qi into the body for a lifetime. But for painting micro-appearance, it is not difficult, as long as she wants to, she can succeed the first time. However, going up further, it is difficult.

Hua Weirong sighed slightly, if there were no adventures, I am afraid that it would take her a year or two, and she might not be able to step into the second layer of the Qi Refining Period.

After a whole day in the back mountain, in the evening, Hua Weirong returned home.

Lin Chengxia can already move freely, and she is also idle, and she is cooking on the fire at this moment.

"Where's my brother?" Hua Weirong didn't see Hua Yihan, so he couldn't help asking.

Lin Chengxia and Hua Nianen are also used to the change of the painting's slight appearance, they only thought that the last time they hit their heads, they woke her up.

"Your brother said he had something to do and went to the city, and he left early in the morning. Hungry Rongrong, eat fast pancakes first. ”

Hua Weirong took the cake handed over by Lin Chengxia, it was very dry and hard, and she almost knocked out her teeth, but when she ate it, she didn't frown.

When dinner was ready, Ehan finally returned.

He didn't say what he was doing in the city, Hua Weirong glanced at him, and Hua Yihan happened to be looking at her.

Looking at each other, Hua Yihan's eyes are very complicated, as if he is guilty of self-blame, as well as unwillingness and persistence.

Hua Weirong's heart moved slightly, and with her experience, she could naturally see that Hua Yihan was hiding something.

She was about to find a time to ask, when Du Wuxi's younger brother Du Wuwu came quickly.

Du Wuxi's parents don't know where they moved to this small village in Xiyuan County from Lu Dao, until Du Wuzhi was born and grew up here, they didn't have any other children, this younger brother is still an orphan picked up by Du's parents, severe polio, and it can't be cured.

"Rongrong, brother told you to hurry up, there is something urgent." Du Wuwu said quickly.

Hua Weirong frowned, didn't ask much, turned around and said to the family, "You eat first, I'll go over." ”

She had just turned to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by Painted Han.

"I'll go with you."

Hua Wei Rong knew that he couldn't refuse, so he nodded, and the three of them went out quickly.

Du Wuwu's legs and feet are inconvenient, but he is not slow to act at all.

Soon, the three of them rushed to Du Wuxi's house.

At the door, I saw two domestically made sedans and more than a dozen motorcycles parked outside the yard, and there were a few thugs standing who looked idle and idle.

The brow of the painting is furrowed, but the painting is clear.

As soon as you enter the yard, there are more people in the yard.

Hua Yihan saw Wang Qiang at a glance, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Painting Weirong, but walked to Du Wuxi's side undisturbed.

At this moment, on the temporary treatment bed in front of Du Wuxi, there was a man wearing a hospital gown.

The man's legs are exposed on the outside...... Or, he can't call it a leg anymore!

The whole of the legs is black and purple, and the skin that has been pressed underneath has begun to fester, because of the frontal lying......

Du Wuxi's face was very solemn, he looked at the painting and said in a heavy tone, "I'm afraid I have to amputate my leg, otherwise it will cause sepsis or systemic organ failure, and then there will be no surgery." ”

"No, I don't want to amputate my leg. Didn't you say that it was for paralysis of the limbs and necrosis of muscles? Why can't it be cured! Do you want us to smash your broken yard and kill your whole family! The lying horse howled in frenzy.

Du Wuxi's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Painting Weirong lightly spit out two words, "It can be cured." ”

"What?"

At this moment, Ma Zai, who was still desperate and crazy just now, immediately widened his eyes.

Even Wang Qiang on the side hurriedly walked over, "Can it be cured?" So what are you doing in a daze? Cure it! ”

Hua Weirong chuckled, "Actually, I would suggest that you amputate your limbs. Because it costs a lot of money to treat your legs. ”

"How much can it cost, Lao Tzu has to give his brother treatment if he goes bankrupt! Don't you just want money, say, how much! Wang Qiang said very proudly.

Hua Weirong shook his head, "I don't want your money." All you have to do is buy what you need to treat him, and we can treat him for free. ”

At this moment, Wang Qiang was confused again, "What do you want?" ”

"A freshly dug up 100-year-old Changbai Mountain ginseng, or a 300-year-old dried Changbai Mountain ginseng; This is the most important thing, I have all the other common medicinal herbs here. ”

Wang Qiang's eyes widened instantly, there is a dean's brother-in-law, and a sister who helps the dean's brother-in-law take care of gifts and give gifts all day long, how could Wang Qiang not know what Ludao ginseng is!

100 years of fresh Changbai ginseng? Where to look!

When ginseng reaches the age of 100, it already has aura, which is something that can be encountered but not sought. Where can you tell you to find one?

What about three hundred years of dried ginseng instead? This can be found, but the question is, how much does it cost to have dried ginseng for 300 years!

Wang Qiang's face was wonderful.

Ma Tsai was urging, "Just do this?" Brother Qiang, did you hear it, they said that my brother and my leg are saved, Brother Qiang, when it is cured, my brother will be able to give you life and death again! Brother Qiang? ”

"Huh? Oooh. Wang Qiang turned around from his stunned state and looked at Du Wuxian, "Do you really want this thing?" Still have one? ”

Du Wuxian didn't understand the meaning of painting Weirong, and he also nodded, "Hmm." One of his legs can only barely be enough. ”

Wang Qiang gritted his teeth, "Do you know how much ginseng costs for three hundred years?" ”

Du Wuxian shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"You ......" Wang Qiang was a little speechless.

Hua Weirong's voice sounded faintly again, "It should be expensive, right?" Can't you be reluctant? ”

"How could I be reluctant! I'm just afraid that the good things I got back will be swallowed by you. Wang Qiang quibbled.

"It's also simple, you can be there and watch when we treat him. You can take back how much you have leftovers in life. "If you draw a slight appearance, you will block all Wang Qiang's retreats at once!

Wang Qiang's face turned pale, "Okay, I'll go find it!" ”

Hua Weirong smiled slightly, "Three days, otherwise, you will have no skills to return to the sky." ”