The torrential rain washed over the land frantically, as if to wash away all darkness.

But it is not the world that is dark, but the human heart.

The uproar was deafening, and everyone's minds were concentrated in Xu Nan's hands.

It is a pleasure to watch Xu Nan perform acupuncture.

That feeling of flowing water comes from Xu Nan's absolute confidence in his own medical skills and extreme control.

This is also the confidence that he dares to fight for his life with Yan Death.

As Xu Nan's ghost needle was cast, the old woman's breathing gradually stabilized.

After receiving the needle, Xu Nan picked up the old woman, lowered his head and asked, "An An, where is your home?" ”

"There."

An An pointed to a broken wooden door.

Xu Nan walked briskly with the old woman in his arms, and before he entered the house, a musty and wet smell came to his nose.

The house was dim and there were lights, but apparently the power was cut off.

There are some leaks at the top, and the rain keeps dripping into the pots and bowls that catch the water, making a snapping sound.

Xu Nan put the old woman on the bed in the corner, and then he had time to look.

Very dilapidated house.

A bed, the quilt covers on the bed are patches after patches, but they are clean and neatly folded, like tofu blocks.

A wardrobe with paint off, a wooden table with the same paint off, and two wooden chairs.

Next to the broken wooden door is an earthen stove made of bricks, and at the other end is a table made of broken tiles and wooden strips, on which are placed clean dishes and chopsticks, and some uneaten leftovers.

In another corner, there are a lot of mineral water bottles, cans, scrap metal and so on.

Other than that, there is no other furniture, let alone electrical appliances.

This is the truest portrayal of the poor people living at the bottom.

What Xu Nan cares about the most is that there are two black and white photo frames hanging on the wall facing the door.

On the left is a white-haired old man with a furrow face, wearing a military uniform exclusive to southern Xinjiang, his teeth are gone, and he is still grinning happily.

On the right, a young man in his thirties, also grinning, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

He also wore the military uniform of southern Xinjiang, neat and tidy, without wrinkles.

Soldiers in southern Xinjiang.

One door and two martyrs!

Leaving the old mother and toddler behind, being bullied like this!

Xu Nan's hand trembled for no reason.

Facing the two black and white photos, he raised his hand vigorously and saluted with a military salute.

Then, the anger in his heart exploded: "Xiaoyun." ”

"Nanye!"

Cui Yunting's heart suddenly tightened, obviously this man's tone was very calm, but she had an inexplicable sense of fear.

It's like facing a raging lion.

Xu Nan asked without replying: "Will it torture people?" ”

Cui Yunting was stunned for a moment, and then pursed her lips: "Yes!" ”

"Those five people, I want them to live rather than die!"

"Don't worry, I'll treat them well."

Cui Yunting took a deep breath.

Xu Nan took out his mobile phone, pressed his fingers quickly, and after a while, he pointed the mobile phone screen at Cui Yunting: "Buy these medicinal materials according to the amount." ”

"Yes."

Cui Yunting took out her mobile phone and took a photo, then sent it out, then dialed the number, and said in a deep voice: "Within half an hour, bring the medicine." ”

Hanging up the phone, Cui Yunting said respectfully: "Nanye, come soon." ”

Xu Nan nodded and looked at An An.

An An was soaked, tears were not broken, standing timidly by the bed, his eyes were full of unconscious old men, whimpering in a low voice, and kept shouting: "Grandma, wake up, An An is scared...... Grandma, don't you want to be safe? Wake up......"

Xu Nan's nose was sour inexplicably, squatted beside An An, and comforted him softly: "An An is not afraid, grandma will be fine, uncle is a doctor, a very powerful doctor, I will send the medicine over later, my uncle will boil it himself, and grandma will get better after eating." ”

An An looked up at Xu Nan, with the purest expectation in her big tearful eyes: "Really? ”

"Of course it's true, uncle won't lie to you, if you don't believe it, we'll pull the hook."

Xu Nan spoke softly and stretched out his rough hand.

An An also stretched out his hand.

The two little fingers hooked together.

"Hang yourself on the hook, you can't change it for a hundred years!"

An An, whose eyes were hazy with tears, laughed.

In her little world, the hook is the most sacred promise.

Cui Yunting watched quietly, and the curiosity in her eyes was even stronger.

This man whose words are full of iron and blood, has such a gentle side?

Xu Nan looked at An An gently, but what appeared in front of him was another face, a face with pear blossoms and rain.

Qin Feiyue......

It really looks like it!

Pity......

"Ahh

An An sneezed, Xu Nan came back to his senses and shouted: "Xiaoyun, you are also drenched in the rain, take An An to leave first." ”

Cui Yunting nodded: "Okay." ”

"I'm not leaving."

An An was unhappy, and shook her head stubbornly: "I have to wait for grandma to wake up." ”

Xu Nandao: "Grandma will wake up, but if you are drenched in the rain, you will catch a cold if you don't change your clothes, if you fall ill, how to take care of grandma?" ”

An An still shook his head, pointed to the wall next to him, and said, "An An has clothes at home." ”

Xu Nan raised his eyebrows.

He thought that An An and the old woman depended on each other and should live together.

Cui Yunting had already taken the initiative to go out and went next door.

The door of the next room was also kicked in, and she strode in and saw that An An's photos were hanging all over the room, and there were young women's clothes in the closet, as well as An An's clothes.

Returning quickly, Cui Yunting didn't say anything, just nodded towards Xu Nan.