Barra's father and daughter hugged their heads and cried, and behind them, the relatives of the old club were also secretly sad for them, seeing that Bala, who had always been kind and dedicated to treating the sick, was treated like this by God, and they were also upset.

Sadness is pervasive in the house, for tomorrow's anticipation, it seems that everyone has felt hopeless, Luo Zhaoyang looked at the people who lowered their heads and seemed to have no master, he said a little unhappily: "What are you doing here?" If there is a disease, it will be cured, and there is nothing to be sad about. ”

Luo Zhaoyang's reminder made Bala recover from his sadness, looking at the silver bell who was a little drowsy, Bala suddenly turned around and ran, and before everyone could react, Bala had already disappeared in front of everyone.

Looking at Bala's departure, those relatives of the old club began to be a little confused, someone in their own family had the plague, it could be said that there was no way to do it, but now Yinling actually had such a disease, and Bala left suddenly, which made them start to worry, after all, someone began to be infected, and they were worried that they would be the next patient.

Yinling, who was sitting on the ground, began to cough from fever, and just when everyone was thinking about leaving, Barra rushed back in a hurry, and then half-knelt in front of Yinling, and said excitedly: "Yinling, you will be fine, the medicine of Fangzi has worked, and his fever has subsided." ”

Bala cried with joy, after he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he turned his gaze to Luo Zhaoyang, at this moment he secretly thanked God in his heart, it was God who sent a god-like person like Luo Zhaoyang to him.

Hearing Bara say this, Luo Zhaoyang's whole person relaxed, although his hand was broken, but in exchange for such a good news, he felt that no matter how painful it was, it was worth it.

"Is my Abba alright?" Garner looked curious and asked, as if he didn't believe the news that his old club's fever had subsided.

"I can't say it's all right, I can only say that his plague symptoms are gone, but Dr. Luo's one broke one of his ribs, so it may take some time to get really better, but it's not a problem anymore." Barra comforted Ghana.

Although he doesn't have much affection for the eldest son of his old club, Bara is still happy to see his father who cares about him like this, after all, the prodigal son will not change his money.

Garner didn't say anything to Barra's reassurance, the two tightly clasped hands pressed tightly to the edge of his pants, and after saying a few words to himself, he turned and walked out.

Although Luo Zhaoyang has only a face-to-face relationship with Ghana, from the time he carried himself all the way down the mountain, he had a feeling that he couldn't speak, especially his expression of not speaking, which made him feel cold.

Luo Zhaoyang didn't pay too much attention to this feeling of himself, after all, he didn't know him, and it was impossible to make too many comments, at this moment, when he knew that Fang Zi was really effective, he was happier than anyone else, because this kind of experience was a once-in-a-century experience.

Bala's news brings hope to everyone, and at the same time, the word plague is no longer so terrible, with the help of the workers of the old club, Luo Zhaoyang was carried back to the house with a particularly strong smell of wormwood by the four people, and Bala stayed by Yinling's side after Luo Zhaoyang applied a layer of medicine that I don't know what it was.

Looking at the bright night sky outside, listening to the song of insects that didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, Luo Zhaoyang's heart could finally settle down, and with his stabilization, his brain began to think about things, he began to try to remember how he got here, he began to think about the woman who belonged to Liu Ruxin, and began to imagine her plausible face.

"What the hell is going on? Should I give Zhao Hanxiang a call? How far is it from Qingkai? Luo Zhaoyang said to himself that as his only friend Zhao Hanxiang, he would never forget it no matter what.

Although China Mobile said that their signal covers every corner of the world, but in such a deep mountain and old forest, it is unknown whether they use a phone in Bala, and after thinking about it for a while, Luo Zhaoyang still gave up telling Zhao Hanxiang about his situation, even if he informed Zhao Hanxiang, with the current situation in Bazhai, he may not be able to come in, thinking of this, Luo Zhaoyang can only sigh deeply.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, Luo Zhaoyang slowly fell asleep unconsciously, I don't know if it was because of the effect of the wormwood incense, or because Luo Zhaoyang himself was tired, he slept very peacefully this night, and in such a stable environment, he had a dream, dreamed of three women, and just when he was about to walk towards the three women, trying to see their faces clearly, a strong light shone over, and when he opened his eyes and raised his hand to block the light, he found that it was just a dream, and the sun had already risen very high.

Luo Zhaoyang turned over lazily, the broken hand had been adjusted overnight, and at this moment, except for feeling a little inconvenient, everything else felt good in Luo Zhaoyang's opinion.

Outside the window, the green leaves exposed to the sun are particularly dazzling, perhaps because the fog has not yet dissipated, and it is easy to give an illusion under the sunlight.

"Wake up. How's the hand? Barra asked with a smile as he walked in with a plate of steaming water.

"How's the silver bell? Has the fever subsided? Luo Zhaoyang looked at Bala who walked in, and he immediately asked, but when he looked at the smile on Bala's face, he knew that his question had been answered.

"You're hurt like this, and you still care about my daughter, and I have received your heart." Bara sat on the edge of the bed and said as he checked Luo Zhaoyang's injury, and after gently knocking on Luo Zhaoyang's broken hand, he asked again, "How does your hand feel now?" It doesn't hurt yet. ”

"It's okay if you don't ask about this one, I'm curious when you ask, what are you applying to me, from last night to now, except for a little itch, there is no pain." Luo Zhaoyang looked at the layer of medicine that had solidified in his hand, and he asked curiously.

Bala didn't rush to answer Luo Zhaoyang's question, he just smiled at Luo Zhaoyang, and after pretending to be mysterious, he said again: "Have you heard of black jade intermittent ointment?" ”

"Uncle Barra, I didn't expect you to make such a joke, don't treat me as a child and use the name on TV to bluff me." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Barana's smug look, and he also smiled.

"That's from the time of the novel, but my medicine actually has this effect, but we are earthwork, and we don't have a name or surname." Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's painless expression, he said with a smile while twisting the towel for Luo Zhaoyang to wash his face.

"Looks like you're a good thing." Luo Zhaoyang propped himself up and took the towel handed over by Bala.

When the hot towel covered his face, a faint fragrance immediately came to his nose, and that kind of comfort made Luo Zhaoyang feel relaxed all over his body, and this feeling made him sigh involuntarily: "Comfortable." ”

"This is what I used when I was young, and Grandma Yinling likes to wash her face in the morning." Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's satisfied look, Bala thought of his wife more than ten years ago at this moment, the same thing, listening to the same praise, made him feel a sense of satisfaction.

"Why did you treat me like a?" Looking at Bala's eyes looking at him, Luo Zhaoyang said embarrassedly.

"That was before, but now I've changed the formula and added other ingredients, so that the person who washes his face can invigorate his blood and relax his muscles and wake up his brain." Barra said embarrassedly.

Luo Zhaoyang's hand applied his plaster last night, and his hand will be numb, so you don't have to soak it with these potions, first, it can relax the muscles and bones, and secondly, through such soaking, the blood vessels can be expanded, so that the hand can recover faster and better.

"I see, it's a pity that a talent like you stays in the mountains." Luo Zhaoyang listened to Bala say that these things have the effect of relaxing the muscles and activating the body, he held his head high again, and put the towel on his face again, he wanted to enjoy this special encounter that Bala brought him.

"You came from the outside, you should know that the outside world is very exciting, but the outside world is also very helpless, I can live my life here, and I may not be able to do what I want outside." Barra said with emotion.

A few years ago, in order to let Yinling go to high school, he tried to give up his life here and go out with Yinling, but he found that it was difficult for him to integrate into this society after living in the mountains for half his life.

Listening to Bara mention the outside world, Luo Zhaoyang stopped talking, because the missing part was just remembering how he came here from the outside, he didn't know if it was a good memory or a bad memory, and he couldn't understand why he forgot this part alone.

Looking at Luo Zhaoyang, who was motionless with his head held high and covered with a towel, Barra asked curiously, "By the way, you haven't told you how you fell into the mountain?" ”

Bara has been busy with the plague for the past few days, and he didn't bother to ask about Luo Zhaoyang's origin, but now he sees that Luo Zhaoyang's spirit is much better, and Yinling has drunk the medicine and his illness has stabilized, so he remembered to understand.

"I ......" Luo Zhaoyang tore off the towel on his face, and after being silent for a while, he said again: "I don't know, I don't remember a lot of things, I just have to be from Qingkai City, I am an orphan, and there is a name I am familiar with, her name is Liu Ruxin." ”

After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he looked at Bala quietly, what he wanted to hear most at this moment was that Bala said that he had a special medicine, and this special medicine was just enough to make him remember everything he had forgotten.