The humble monk had nothing but a quaint wooden bed, and the old man was still in the daytime, dressed in gray coarse cloth robes, and his face was covered with deep wrinkles like knife carvings, like a skull wrapped in a layer of skin, and his appearance was hideous and terrifying.

An oil lamp was lit on the wooden bed, and the room was dimly lit.

The old man frowned when he saw Mi Zixuan lying on the ground, and said unhappily: "What are you bringing him for?" Naturally, these words were said to Qiu Bingzi.

Qiu Bingzi looked at Mi Zixuan and then at his grandfather and begged: "Grandpa, I beg you, you can let him show you." ”

The old man said with a displeased face: "I said, I won't cure him, take him away immediately." ”

Qiu Bingzi suddenly knelt on the ground with a "poof" and begged bitterly: "Grandpa, I beg you, you can agree." ”

The old man's face became more and more ugly, and he shouted: "Qiu Ming, Qiu Yuan will die for Lao Tzu." ”

Mi Zixuan was stunned when he heard this, isn't this old man a monk? How do you talk like an old rascal? That's too much of a contrast, isn't it? In fact, if Mi Zixuan had heard the conversation between their grandfather and grandson here just now, he probably wouldn't have been so shocked.

The two little monks quickly ran in, and the old man stretched out his hand and said to Mi Zixuan, who was paralyzed on the ground like rotten meat: "Light the sky lantern for Lao Tzu." ”

Mi Zixuan immediately widened his eyes and said hurriedly: "I'll go, old man, even if I take your granddaughter's what, right?" You don't have to be so ruthless, do you want to light me up in the sky lantern? ”

The old man said angrily: "Quack. ”

As soon as the words were stacked, Qiu Ming came over and stuffed a ball of rags into his mouth, and he was about to leave, with an excited face, like a child who got a favorite toy, and Mi Zixuan was a black line on his head, this family is all Nima is wonderful, how can a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child be so excited when he hears about killing? It's not going to be a game of killing people every day, right? Is this Nima a temple or a den of thieves?

Mi Zixuan can't move now, he can only make a "woo" sound, hoping that Qiu Bingzi will hurry up and help him say good things, he doesn't want to be played by this perverted little monk who lights up the sky lantern.

Qiu Bingzi knelt on the ground and said urgently: "Grandpa, you will promise me this time, okay?" ”

The old man said irritably: "You also let me out." ”

Qiu Bingzi slowly stood up, looked at the old man sadly, and suddenly had a decisive look on her face in the next second, as if she was doing a trick, she had an extra knife in her hand, she raised her head slightly, and put the knife against her neck, and slowly retreated step by step: "Grandpa, if you don't get cured, I'll die to show you now, anyway, you are my only relative in this world, you are gone, it's not interesting for me to live, it's better to go over there and wait for you first, it won't take a few days for our grandchildren to reunite over there." ”

Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan stopped, and they were so anxious that they opened their mouths and shouted again and again, asking Qiu Bingzi to put down the knife.

The old man's face also changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "You put the knife down for me." ”

Qiu Bingzi smiled sadly, not only did he not put down the knife, but also strengthened his hand, and in an instant, a wisp of blood appeared on his white neck, which frightened the old man and Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan, they knew Qiu Bingzi's character very well, she said to die, that would really die.

Qiu Bingzi had already retreated to the corner of the wall at this time, far away from the old man, she smiled sadly: "Grandpa, I am so far away from you, you can't snatch my knife, now I will ask you a word, can you let him cure you?" ”

The old man was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and said again and again: "Qiu Bingzi, you are becoming more and more disagreeable, you actually threaten me?" ”

Qiu Bingzi said with a resolute face: "Yes, it is to threaten you, I am willing to do anything to save you, grandpa, give me a word, if you agree, let him show you, if you don't agree?" Then I'm sorry, forgive my granddaughter for being unfilial, I'll go over there and wait for you first. Speaking of this, he increased his strength in his hand, and the blood flowed down in an instant.

This scene frightened the old man, Qiu Yuan, and Qiu Ming.

Mi Zixuan looked at them and said: "It seems that I can't die today, Qiu Bingzi is good, I'll give you thirty-two likes, just force that dead old man like this." ”

The old man stomped his feet again and again, stretched out his hand and pointed at Qiu Bingzi and said, "You...... You ......" and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Treat, cure." ”

Qiu Bingzi's face immediately had joy, and he shouted to Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan: "Don't let him go yet?" ”

Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan looked at each other, they both grabbed their shiny heads and let go of Mi Zixuan, Mi Zixuan immediately fell to the ground with a "poof", and his mouth made a "woo" sound, obviously this fall was not light.

Mi Zixuan was able to move in a few minutes, the old man was lying there with a black face, his face was as ugly as he was, and his face was a skull wrapped in skin, this appearance was too scary, fortunately, Mi Zixuan was bold, let alone check him if he was timid, he didn't dare to look at it.

Mi Zixuan checked the old man, the situation is not optimistic, it is no exaggeration to say that this old man has reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, to be honest, Mi Zixuan is not very sure, and at the same time, he also wonders in his heart that this old man is obviously about to kick his legs to report to the Western Elysium, why is he still so powerful? He beat himself like this with just one palm, and his spirit doesn't look like a fast-kicking person, can he have internal strength?

Thinking of this, Mi Zixuan was very curious, and wanted to ask, but he didn't dare, for fear that this old rascal would suddenly jump up and chop himself to death with one palm, so he could only endure it.

Qiu Bingzi stood aside and said hurriedly: "How is it?" ”

Mi Zixuan looked at her, then looked at the old man and said, "The situation is not very good, but what the situation is like I still have to go to the hospital for some examinations, and only after the results of the examination come out can I consider the next treatment plan." ”

Mi Zixuan is right, if he doesn't do an auxiliary examination, how can he know how sick the old man is? His eyes are not clairvoyant eyes, he can see the situation of the old man's lungs and surrounding organs at a glance, and he is not one of those cow fork Chinese medicine practitioners, he doesn't need to check the pulse, he knows how sick the patient is at a glance, and then comes to a needle, and the old man's illness will be cured with a needle?

Qiu Bingzi didn't doubt Mi Zixuan's words, she also knew that the examination was this process, and without auxiliary examinations, she couldn't figure out the extent of her grandfather's illness.

Qiu Bingzi nodded and said suddenly, "Lock him up." ”

Mi Zixuan just said: "I'll go!" He was put down by Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan, and became a high paraplegic again, and was dragged away by the young monk like a dead dog.

Mi Zixuan wanted to scold Qiu Bingzi for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, I checked it for him, you can't be nice to me, at least find me a place where the wind doesn't leak and make do with it all night, and even turned me into a high paraplegic and put me in the firewood room, is there such a thing as you? It's so unconscionable.

But Mi Zixuan didn't scold, he knew very well that he really scolded it, and the little monk next to him, called Qiu Ming and Qiu Yuan, could beat himself all over the ground to find teeth, the best strategy was to be a quiet beautiful man, no, it was to be a quiet high paraplegic, Mi Zixuan felt aggrieved when he thought about it, he had been wronged, but now he had to bow his head under the eaves, and he could only endure it.

As soon as Mi Zixuan left, Qiu Bingzi said, "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital early tomorrow morning." ”

The old man snorted like an old stubborn donkey and said, "I'm not going." ”

Qiu Bingzi didn't look at the old man, turned around and walked out, and said as he walked: "What you promised me will be done, if you don't agree, I will die for you, grandpa, you know you can't stop me." ”

The old man was so angry that he scolded: "You maggot-hearted evil obstacle, you are like this to the grandfather who raised you?" You are an unfilial son, I knew that I would drown you in the stinky ditch at the beginning, and you will come back to me. ”

Qiu Bingzi was willing to listen, and went back to her room directly, and after a while, she came out again, she was really not at ease, for fear that Mi Zixuan, the bastard, would run away, and when she came to the firewood room, she looked at Mi Zixuan who was paralyzed on the ground by the moonlight.

Mi Zixuan blinked and said, "Hey Qiu Bingzi, are you going to get me something to eat?" Don't forget, I went all the way out to buy you millet porridge and pickles yesterday, do you know how hard it is to find them in the United States? Do you know how far I ran? ”

Qiu Bingzi said viciously: "You shut up for me, if it weren't for the sake of you being able to treat my grandfather, I would have skinned you and cramped, and you still want to eat, be hungry." ”

Mi Zixuan hurriedly said: "Qiu Bingzi, you can't treat me like this, Qiu Bingzi?" Qiu Bingzi? Hey, don't go, don't give me food, okay with saliva? ”

Where is Qiu Bingzi willing to take care of him? confirmed that he couldn't run, and went directly back to his room to sleep, in Qiu Bingzi's opinion, not killing Mi Zixuan was already giving him a lot of face, and he still wanted to eat and drink? Dream on.

Mi Zixuan scolded his mother in his heart, little Niangpi, you wait for me, don't fall into the hands of Lao Tzu, when the time comes, if you want to look good, there is no place to cry.

Qiu Bingzi treated Mi Zixuan like this, which made him feel a lot less guilty.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Qiu Bingzi dragged Mi Zixuan out and stuffed it directly into the car, and then forced the old man to get into the car, the old man was also drunk, what could he do when he met such a granddaughter who was forced to die at every turn? I could only get into the car in a huff.

The convoy rushed directly to the hospital, Mi Zixuan and his party attracted everyone's attention as soon as they arrived at the hospital, it was really that this group of people was dressed too weirdly, there were beautiful oriental beauties, there were stupid big men covered in dirt and mud, there were hideous and terrifying old men wearing monk robes, there were bald little monks, and a group of men in black who looked like fierce gods, they were not good people at first glance, how could such a combination not attract the attention of others?

Mi Zixuan has never been to the hospital in the United States, but he has no heart to look at what the foreign hospital is like, and now he has to think about how to save his life, otherwise it will be over.

The old man's status in the United States is extraordinary, and when he comes, a special doctor will receive him and arrange for him to go for an examination.

Mi Zixuan stood on the side, his eyes rolling, thinking about how to get out of trouble.

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