That's right, the cat that can't forget to lick its paws at any time is the tsundere Meow Palace, and the little old man who is decocting medicine is Ma Xingyang and Ma Xingya's grandfather, the old horse head. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Judging from Yulan's memory, the old horse head is still taking medicine, and it should be Qing Li's talent that the Hong Kong government has reached into the old horse head's body and is dormant, so the old horse head has no intuition and doesn't know the condition of his body.

However, I was a little surprised that Meow Hall was still a bystander to this matter, and I didn't have to think about it, Meow Hall went for the sauce beef of the old horse head, but Yulan should not have imagined that the host chosen by Qing Li saved her life at that time.

However, things are still a little wrong, isn't Huang Wenwen still lying in the intensive care unit, why is Director Huang coming out to seek medical advice in Yulan's memory, this doesn't seem to be in line with common sense.

However, I'm afraid that only Yulan knows all this, and now I have a lost curiosity about how the old horse head told Director Huang, and what role did Meow Hall play in the affairs at that time.

"Superior! Please save my daughter! "Director Huang has been in the officialdom for so many years, and he can naturally see that this little old man who is simply and neatly dressed and is squatting and fanning the fire is what others call a master in the world.

"Director Huang, you don't have to be like this, I can't stand it, old man," the little pu fan in the old horse's hand paused, raised his eyes and glanced at it, at this time, he was facing Director Huang, who bowed deeply, ninety degrees, and said this lazily, but he didn't reach out to help him.

"Master, I learned from elsewhere that you have a very powerful ability, please save my daughter, I will definitely thank you heavily!" Director Huang saw the old horse's unconcerned expression, thinking that the old horse's head felt that he was not sincere, so he shouted loudly again, and even bit the sentence "thank you heavily" very hard.

"Director Huang, you're serious, old man, I'm a bad old man, you don't need to be so polite," the old horse head sighed, threw the small pu fan in his hand to the side, stood up and helped Director Huang up.

Director Huang let the old horse head help him up, and then sat under the eaves with the old horse head, looking at the small medicine stove that kept wafting out a smell of medicine in a little stunned, and suddenly remembered one thing, how did this old man know that his surname was Huang, and he was still the director, sure enough, this master is unfathomable.

"Master, the little girl, she has been in a coma for eight days, I am such a daughter, I can't live without her, my wife has been bedridden for several days and has not eaten anything because of this incident, seeing that my family is going to be ruined!"

Director Huang's face was full of anxiety, and he kept holding the old horse's hand tightly, looking as if he was afraid that the old horse's head would suddenly fly away, however, the old horse's head didn't speak, just quietly groaned.

"Master, if you need anything, just tell me, I'm willing to spend as much as it takes, just please save my daughter, I can give you anything!" Director Huang really loves his daughter, and when he saw the old horse head like this, he always thought that it was a bargaining chip thrown by himself, and he was not sincere enough, so he took the trouble to reiterate over and over again that as long as the old horse head could be Huang Wenwen, he could pay more things.

"Over the years that Huang Qiangwei has been the director, the crime rate and mortality rate in Luochuan City seem to be the lowest in history, and the work of the underworld is really a lot easier, the old horse head, from the perspective of the main hall, you should save his daughter, maybe, karma, you will take advantage of it," Meow Hall suddenly turned to the old horse's shoulder, stretched out his claws and scratched the old horse's ear, and said softly.

“…… Who's talking? However, although the voice of the meow hall was light, but it was still heard by Director Huang Some small movements, so he looked around with some surprise, thinking that the place where the master lived was really different, it was really mysterious, perhaps, the master was communicating with some mysterious power, so he didn't think about the meow hall at all.

Director Huang thinks like this, in fact, because recently, he has been washing his eyes by various Taoist monks and monks, and he also knows that there are really some mysterious powers in this world, but those he invited are not real, they are just fake tricks to eat mixed rice.

However, Director Huang only heard a small movement, and did not hear what Meow Dian really said, this kind of perception should also come from the feeling that he has been a policeman for many years and has practiced, which is different from ordinary people.

"It's nothing, Director Huang, don't be impatient, I'll take a look at the old man," the old horse nodded at Director Huang, and then got up and walked into the house, and then threw out another sentence, "Yangyang, look at the medicine." ”

When he was a child, Ma Xingyang agreed highly, so he stopped playing crazy in his hand from the side, ran to the eaves and sat quietly, picked up the small pu fan thrown by the old horse's head on the side, carefully and decently, constantly fanned the wind for the small medicine stove, and controlled the heat in the stove.

Director Huang didn't know what Lao Matou was doing, but he had been in the house and didn't come out, so maybe he was in the habit of being a policeman, so he began to look at Lao Matou's small yard when he was idle.

The yard is not very big, and there are some chickens and ducks, all of which are well encircled, and there is a small vegetable field on one side, planted with some vegetables, and probably herbs, because, Director Huang saw that not far from the door of the house, there were many medicinal herbs drying on the black wooden shelf, and Director Huang was sitting here, and he could even smell the smell of medicinal herbs.

It seems that the courtyard where the old horse head lives, there is nothing very special, there are simple furnishings and arrangements everywhere, Director Huang can't help but be a little curious, not to say, the homes of the world's masters have very magical furnishings, or there will be some incense halls or something, but in this master's home, it seems that there are no of these two.

Director Huang thought about it, and suddenly felt a cold flutter on his body, and after coming back to his senses, he found that it was the cat that had just squatted on the shoulder of the old horse's head, that is, Meow Dian, who was staring at himself with an unkind face, after Director Huang thought about it, he suddenly felt a little funny, a cat, how could it be a bad complexion?

However, although Director Huang comforted himself so much, he still felt a little uncomfortable, and I don't know if it was because the sun was about to set, even though he was sitting on the medicine stove, Director Huang also felt a little cold on his back. (To be continued.) )