The magic hand doctor thought about it, and it didn't feel right. Because the people who knew him before didn't know they were here, and for so many years, he had never been in contact with those people.

He only met the ghost king, but that was eight years ago. Besides, yesterday I heard from the people in the village that the ghost king had died in Huangquan because he saved a brother named Qin Lang, and it was impossible for anyone to know his residence except him.

What does that dead fat man do, asking for food, unlike the master who can take out 20,000 yuan at a time without blinking his eyes, how can he not ask for food. Besides, the Swiss gold watch he was wearing was not an imitation.

When the magic hand doctor fairy was thinking wildly, the dead fat man lying on the kang suddenly roared, kicked his leg hard twice and returned to normal.

The magic hand medicine fairy was frightened, because this beast's kung fu is not for fun, although it can't be compared with the ghost king, but it is not much worse than him.

The Wonderful Hand Medicine Fairy stood on the ground, looked at the two people lying on the kang, and said to himself in his heart that he was really fucking unlucky, how did he meet these two beasts.

The dead fat man regained his composure after a few kicks, but deliberately became muddy and heavy.

The magic hand doctor fairy felt a little wrong, and said in his heart, isn't this beast also sick.

Climbed onto the kang and reached out to touch the dead fat man's forehead, feeling hot and hot. I touched my pulse again, sighed, and said in my heart, 20,000 yuan really doesn't look so easy to earn.

The wonderful hand doctor climbed down from the kang, found out the antipyretic medicine and cold medicine in the medicine box, and poured cold boiled water for the dead fat man, who was already tired and sweating.

The liquid medicine boiled in the casserole on the stove, and a faint fragrance came out of it, filling the room.

The Divine Doctor poured out the potion and took it outside to cool for a while, then poured a spoon into the young man.

After everything was done, the magic hand doctor felt exhausted, and it seemed that he would not be able to go out to work tomorrow, and his salary of a hundred yuan a day would be like this.

The magic hand doctor filled the inside of his pants with coals, then wrapped himself in his clothes and leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, and after a while, he fell asleep deeply.

After a night of wind and snow, the next morning, after the sun rises over the eastern horizon, the whole world becomes white and dazzling.

The dead fat man was the first to open his eyes, and he felt a pain all over his body.

Struggling to get up from the kang, I saw that the dead old man and the man were still sleeping.

The fat man went down to the ground, felt the world spinning uncomfortably, walked up to the old man, kicked it with his foot, and said, "Get something to eat, I'm hungry." ”

The magic hand medicine fairy opened his eyes, looked at the dead fat man in front of him and was startled, stood up like a conditioned reflex, and said flatteringly: "You have a cold, you had a high fever last night, I gave you some medicine, how do you feel." ”

When the dead fat man heard the old man say that he had given himself medicine, he felt a sour feeling in his heart, which was the feeling of seeing his father.

"Thank you, you're a good man." The fat man's tone of voice became less confrontational.

"What do you want to eat?" The old man asked.

"Whatever." The fat man is a little embarrassed, after all, he is in someone else's house, where can he still get an inch.

"There's medicine on the table, take it quickly." The old man muttered, then began to pack up his things and cook.

The fat man took the medicine and lay on the kang again, with no strength at all, but he was still thinking about things in his head.

It's been more than a month since I ran out of the house, and my mother probably doesn't know what the beast is going to do, so she hides like this.

At this moment, the fat man saw the man lying not far away move, and then opened his eyes weakly.

The two men looked at each other for a full five seconds, and the man tried to struggle to get up, but he couldn't get up after two attempts. I was sweating profusely.

At this time, the old man walked in with a prepared breakfast with a flattering expression.

"Eat." The old man said.

The dead fat man got up from the kang and sat down on the edge of the table.

White rice porridge, eggs, small pickles. The dead fat man feels very appetizing.

The man was helped up by the old man and sat down on the edge of the table.

The old man served porridge to the man, but the man knelt in front of the old man, kowtowed three times, and said, "I don't dare to thank you for saving your life, if Qin Lang has a comeback, he will definitely come to repay the two." ”

When the old man heard that person say that he was Qin Lang, he froze somewhere.

The egg that the dead fat man put in his mouth also spit out at once.

Qin Lang, this name is a household name in Donghai City, and almost no one knows it.

"You are Qin Lang." The old man's hands trembled a little because of the excitement.

Qin Lang nodded, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"You are Qin Lang who sacrificed his life to save the ghost king." The old man looked incredulous.

"What's wrong with the Ghost King." Obviously, Qin Lang didn't know what was going on outside.

", you don't know yet, ghost king, Liang Yu died a long time ago to save you." The dead fat man stretched his neck for a long time, and finally said a word.

"Oops." Qin Lang screamed and fainted.

The old man and the dead fat man were busy for a while, and finally got Qin Lang over.

Qin Lang's face turned pale, and he asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

The old man said: "The ghost king has been dead for a long time, and your property has long been taken into his own hands by Zhang Hanmo. ”

Qin Lang was silent, the dead fat man burst into tears, not because of Qin Lang, but because of Qin Lang and thought of himself.

"What the fuck are you crying about." The old man was uncharacteristically and scolded the fat man to death.

"It's fine. I feel sad and cry when I want to. The dead fat man said with tears in his eyes.

"What do you call it, old man?" Qin Lang asked the old man.

"It's not interesting to know." The old man refused.

"Grass mud horse, let you say it." The dead fat man curses.

"My name is Miracle Doctor. That's what people out there call me. The old man said.

"Wonderful Doctor." Qin Lang muttered, obviously he hadn't heard of it.

"Thank you for saving me." Qin Lang said.

"Grass, I saved you, and I also gave this old thing 20,000 yuan, otherwise he wouldn't have saved you." The dead fat man said coldly, a little dissatisfied.

"What do you call it?" Qin Lang asked gratefully.

"Call me fat." The fat man seems to be unwilling to let others know his real name.

Qin Lang understood that since it was inconvenient for others, there was no need for him to ask.

After eating, the old man said that he gave Qin Lang medicine again, and said, "Since there is nothing wrong with the two of you, I still have to go out to make money." ”

The fat man said, "No, you can't go out unless I'm gone." ”

Qin Lang looked at the fat man and felt that something was wrong with him, could it be that he was also someone who was wanted.