That day was exactly the same as thousands of days in the past.

After a few rooster crows, there are gradually human voices in Qingshui Town. Lao Mu of the Rejuvenation Hall hurriedly went to the butcher Gao who killed the sheep to buy mutton. Two young men were busy in front, preparing to open the door for business after dawn. Doctor Min Xiaoliu held a bowl of mutton soup in one hand and a piece of cake in the other, squatting on the threshold of the backyard, eating it in a daze.

Separated by the bluestone steps, there is a slope of two and a half acres planted with medicinal herbs, and along the bluestone road in the middle, there is a river that is not wide. At this time, the morning sun is rising, the water vapor on the river surface is dense, the golden light is dotted, the wild flowers on both sides of the river bank are splendid, and the water birds rise and fall, which is very poetic and picturesque.

Xiao Liu looked at it and pondered, this swan is quite fat, it should be very good to catch two and roast them.

After a bowl of hot soup, he put the dirty bowl into the wooden bucket by the threshold, there was already a stack of dirty bowls in the bucket, Xiao Liu carried the wooden bucket out of the courtyard gate, and went to the river to wash the dishes.

There was a dark shadow lying in the bushes by the river, and it was impossible to see what kind of bird it was, so Min Xiaoliu put down the barrel, picked up a stone and threw it over, and the stone hit the black shadow, but the black shadow did not flutter and flew up. Min Xiaoliu was stunned, when did Lao Tzu hit every shot? He walked a few steps and looked over, but it wasn't a bird, it was a person.

Min Xiaoliu immediately retracted his head, walked back to the shore, and began to wash the dishes, as if there was not a single suspected corpse a foot or two away. Min Xiaoliu complained while washing the dishes: "This meal is cleaned, the next meal will still be dirty, since sooner or later it will be dirty, why do you have to wash every meal?" As long as you eat your own bowl and it is not dirty, wash it once a day or two. "Min Xiaoliu never folds the quilt, he thinks that if he folds it in the morning, he will open it at night, and he will toss it with himself, is there something wrong? Naturally, his quilt is never folded, but this bowl for eating can't be left unwashed, otherwise Lao Mu will beat him with a big spoon.

Xiao Liunian washed all the bowls with thoughts, and walked back with a bucket of perhaps cleaned bowls, and the corners of his eyes did not sweep the bushes. The people in Qingshui Town have seen more dead people than the people outside, and even the children are numb.

Although Huichun Hall is not a big medical hall, Min Xiaoliu is good at regulating women's infertility, and out of ten people who come to seek medical treatment, he can regulate six or seven well, so the business of the medical hall is not bad.

After being busy for a long time, at noon, Min Xiaoliu swayed left and right, moving his sedentary body and entering the backyard.

Mako, who was sorting herbs in the yard, pointed to the door, "There's a man named Hanako there, and I threw half a piece of bread to him." ”

Xiao Liu nodded and didn't say anything. The kitchen only starts twice a day, morning and evening, and there is no hot soup at noon, Xiao Liu took a piece of cake, scooped a scoop of cold water from the water tank, squatted on the threshold, and looked out of the courtyard while eating.

A few feet away lay on the ground a man, ragged, dirty, covered in mud, and could not tell anything but a person. Xiao Liu squinted, and could see a trail of dirt that had been dried by the sun, and the mark stretched from Hanako's side to the bushes by the river.

Xiao Liu raised his eyebrows, took a sip of cold water, and swallowed the dry and hard cake.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black shadow on the ground and moved, and Xiao Liu looked at Hanako. Mazi's head was not bad, and half of the cake fell next to Hanako, but he didn't even seem to have the strength to reach out, and obviously didn't take it all the time. Xiao Liu looked at him while eating the cake, and after a while, after eating the cake, Xiao Liu wiped his mouth with his sleeve, clapped his hands, threw the water scoop back into the water tank, hummed a little song, and went to the doctor.

In the evening, Xiaoliu came back, and everyone had a lively meal.

After Xiaoliu finished eating, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, rubbed his hand on his clothes, and wanted to go back to the house, but the ghost made a mistake, and he walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"Sixth brother, what are you going to do?" Asako asked.

"Eat and take a walk."

Xiaoliu went around the river, hummed a little song, and when he came back from pacing, he stopped beside Hanako, and the half of the cake was at his feet.

Xiaoliu squatted down, "I trampled on your cake, what compensation do you want?" ”

Without saying a word, Xiaoliu looked up at the sky, the first quarter moon, hanging coldly on the edge of the sky, like a touch of ridicule from the heavens.

After a while, Xiao Liu stretched out his hand and hugged Huazi, a man with a large skeleton, but he was skinny, light and fluttering, and not sinking at all.

Xiaoliu hugged him and kicked open the door and entered the yard, "Lao Mu, go boil hot water, pockmarks and skewers to help me." ”

The three people who were sitting in the yard laughing and bragging were not surprised when they saw it, and they immediately did what they should do.

Xiaoliu put Huazi on the couch, Mazi came in with warm water, lit the oil lamp in the room, Xiaoliu instructed: "Wash his body, feed him some hot soup, if there is an injury, you can watch it." ”

As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard Mazi's exclamation, Xiaoliu immediately turned around, but saw that Mazi's face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and Mazi's voice trembled, "Sixth brother, you ...... Come and see, this man is afraid that he will not survive. ”

Xiao Liu walked over and leaned over to check, the man's whole face was bruised, swollen like a pig's head, he couldn't see his facial features at all, his big head, and his body without a reed stick without one or two pieces of meat were terrifying.

Xiao Liu tore open the ragged clothes, or should it be called strips of rags, the man's body was full of staggered scars, whip marks, stab wounds, burns, and a large piece of blackened burnt skin on his chest, obviously a soldering iron mark, because there was no flesh on his body, the ribs were clearly rooted, and the scorched skin floated loosely on the ribs.

Xiao Liu picked up his arm, the nails on his hands had all been pulled out, soaked in water, all swollen, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Xiao Liu gently lowered his arm and checked his leg, the calf bone of his right leg was knocked off, the nails of his ten toes were also pulled out, and there were several bloody holes in the soles of his feet, which were obviously nailed by long nails.

Although Mazi and Skewer were used to seeing the injured, they still felt a chill on their bodies, and they couldn't help but take two steps back, looking away, and they didn't dare to look.

Min Xiaoliu was very indifferent, and calmly ordered: "Prepare the potion." ”

Mazi came back to her senses and immediately ran to bring the water boiled with herbs, wanting to say that I came to clean the wounds, but I really didn't have the courage to face those wounds. Xiao Liu seemed to know that he couldn't count on them, so he took matters into his own hands without saying a word, dipped the potion in a clean soft cloth, and carefully wiped the man's body. It is estimated that the wound was in severe pain, and the man woke up from a coma, because of the wound on his eyelids, his eyes could not be opened, but his lips were tightly pursed.

Xiao Liu said gently: "My name is Min Xiao Liu, you can call me Xiao Liu, I am a little doctor, I am helping you clean up your wounds." If it hurts, call it out. ”

But Xiao Liu wiped his upper body, and he didn't make a sound at all, but his forehead and sideburns were full of beads of sweat. Perhaps because of his silent forbearance, Xiao Liu, with a little respect, really softened his heart, and used a handkerchief to help him gently print off the sweat on his forehead and sideburns.

Xiaoliu began to take off his pants, and the man's body trembled slightly, it was a hatred that hurt into the bone marrow, but he was forced to control it. Xiaoliu wanted him to relax a little, and said jokingly: "You are a man, and you are afraid that people will take off your pants?" ”

When he took off his pants, Xiaoliu was silent.

There are also various scars from the outer thighs to the waist of the buttocks, but they are not worth mentioning compared to the torture on the inner thighs. The skin on the inner thigh of the man was cut in pieces, from the knee to the root of the thigh, because the wound was new and old, dark and light, and it looked like a rag covered with patches, which was very dazzling. The torturer knows the limits of the human body, and knows that the place between the legs of a person is the softest and most sensitive place, and that every time a piece of skin is cut, it will make him feel painful, but he will not die.

Xiaoliu commanded: "Spirits, fire candles, scissors, bone scrapers, splints, cloth tapes, ointments, ......"

The skewers ran back and forth, with Mako assisting beside them, but her eyes tried to avoid the man's body.

Xiao Liu frowned when he saw the various ointments brought by the skewers, "Go to my house and get the jars of medicine hidden at the bottom of the suitcase." ”

Reluctance flashed in the skewer's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before turning around to get it.

Xiao Liu's gestures became softer and gentle, concentrating on cleaning the wounds, but no matter how careful he was, after all, there were all kinds of wounds, some carrion had to be scraped off, some dead skin had to be cut off, and the leg bones of the calves had to be straightened. Because of the severe pain, Xiao Liu could feel the man's body trembling, but he still just closed his eyes, bit his lip tightly, and endured in silence.

He was mutilated, covered with humiliating scars, but his posture was still noble, cold and not to be offended.

Xiao Liu can fully imagine that he is afraid that this is the case when he is tortured, the person who is humiliated is actually more dignified than the person who performs the humiliation, and the person who performs the torture must be full of frustration, maybe because of this, he is more and more ruthless.

After two or three hours, Xiao Liu cleaned all the wounds, and he was sweating on his forehead, and said tiredly: "Trauma medicine." ”

Mazi opened a glass jar, a fragrance wafted out, and Xiao Liu dug out the golden cream with his fingers, starting from the man's face, and smeared it little by little. The cold ointment relieved the pain, and the man's lips loosened slightly, so that the blood on his lips could be seen. Xiao Liu dipped some ointment to apply it to his mouth, the man shut up suddenly, and took Xiao Liu's fingers, the little wet and soft between his lips and tongue was the only softness Xiao Liu felt from him tonight.

Xiao Liu was stunned, the man had already opened his mouth, Xiao Liu withdrew his hand, gently raised his arm, and smeared the medicine a little bit. It took another half an hour to finish medicating the man's whole body and bandaging the wound.

Min Xiaoliu covered him with a clean quilt and whispered: "I have to check your wounds at any time these days, and I won't dress you first, don't worry, there is no woman in our courtyard, even if you don't want to leave, no one wants you to be responsible for marrying her." ”

Both pockmarks and skewers laughed. Min Xiaoliu began to say the prescription: "Poria cocos six coins, dry lotus grass four coins......" Mazi remembered it contemplatingly, and ran to grab the medicine.

Min Xiaoliu looked at the sky, estimated that he could sleep for another hour, looked down and saw the man's dirty hair, frowned, and called skewers: "Handkerchief, hot water, basin, wooden bucket." ”

Xiao Liu sat at the head of the couch, with an empty basin at his feet, he picked up the man's head, put it on his lap, and began to wash the man's hair.

Skewer said embarrassedly: "Sixth brother, I have to go out to see a patient tomorrow, you go to sleep, I can do this job." ”

Xiao Liu sneered: "Just your heavy hands and feet, I'm afraid that you will break the wound that I have finally cleaned up again, and waste my hard work all night." You just need to change the water. ”

Xiao Liu's gesture was extremely gentle, he rubbed the honey locust in his hand to make a foam, rubbed the man's hair little by little, kneaded it thoroughly, scooped warm water with a scoop, followed the hair roots, and rinsed it carefully, until all the sludge and blood stains were washed off, he took scissors and looked at it carefully, and cut off the bad hair. After washing his hair, his fingers ran through his hair, lowered his head to check, and felt the man's body tense, Xiao Liu explained: "I'm here to see if there is any injury on your head." "Unfortunately and fortunately, the torturers did not poison the man's head in order to make the man feel all the pain of torture without any ground.

Xiao Liu didn't dare to use force, and changed several handkerchiefs before drying the man's hair, afraid that the comb would tear his wound pain, Xiao Liu split his five fingers, used it as a big comb, straightened out his hair slightly, let the string take a clean pillow, and put his head back on the couch.

It was already dawn, Xiao Liu walked out of the house, washed his face with cold water, and while eating breakfast, he instructed Mazi who was decocting medicine under the window: "You don't have to worry about the things in the shop these days, you take care of him, don't give him cakes first, stew some rotten minced meat soup, add some green vegetables, and feed him." Oh, and remember to let the soup cool before giving it to him. ”

Xiaoliu ate, carried the medicine basket, and went to the clinic.

Mazi said to the person on the couch through the window: "It's called Hanako, the sixth brother spent a night saving you, but he gave you all the life-saving medicine for you, and you have to fight to survive." ”

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In the afternoon, when Xiaoliu came back, he was sleepy and tired, and his upper and lower eyelids were fighting.

He threw a wild duck to the ground, scooped a bowl of hot soup on the stove, tore the bread and soaked it in, sat behind the stove, and snorted and ate it.

Lao Mu kneaded his dough and said, "I heard Mazi talk about that person's injury. ”

Min Xiaoliu took a sip of soup, "Hmm." ”

"You can't see the pockmarks and skewers, but you should be able to see that he is a Protoss, and he is by no means a low-level Protoss like you and me."

Min Xiaoliu drank the soup silently.

"It's not too good to kill people, there is always a reason behind that kind of injury, and saving someone who shouldn't be saved is looking for death for yourself."

Xiao Liu said while chewing: "You clean up the duck, put a little salt, don't put any other spices, simmer over low heat." ”

Lao Mu glanced at him, saw his indifferent look, and sighed secretly, "Got it." ”

After Xiaoliu finished eating, he went to ask Mazi: "Did he eat today?" ”

Mazi suppressed his voice and said, "It is estimated that he also has a serious injury to his throat, and he can't feed the medicine, and he can't eat the broth at all." ”

Xiao Liu walked into the room and saw that there was a bowl of cold medicine on the table, he helped him up and called Hanako, "I'm back, do you hear my voice?" I'm Xiaoliu, and we take medicine. ”

The man opened his eyes to see him, a little stronger than yesterday, and his eyes could be opened a little.

Xiaoliu fed him medicine, he swallowed hard, but it was like feeding a toddler, almost all of it flowed down from the corners of his mouth, and the man closed his eyes.

Xiao Liu asked softly, "They also tortured your throat?" ”

The man nodded imperceptibly.

Xiaoliu said: "Let me tell you a secret, I still drool when I sleep, once I dreamed of eating roast chicken, half of the pillow was wet, and this problem is not curable." You're just temporary, with my peerless miracle doctor here, I promise it will be fine in a few days. ”

Xiaoliu climbed to the inside of the couch, half-hugged the man in his arms, and scooped a small half spoonful of decoction, like a drop, slowly dripping into the man's mouth. The man cooperated with him to swallow hard, and the medicine didn't fall to the ground at all.

Feeding them one by one, swallowing them one by one, it took more than half an hour for a bowl of medicine, and Xiaoliu actually let the man drink it all. The man seemed to have run dozens of miles, covered in sweat and exhausted.

Xiao Liu took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, "You rest for a while, and when the duck soup is ready, we will eat some duck soup." ”

When Xiao Liu came out with an empty bowl, pockmarks, skewers, and old wood stood in a row, all looking at him like a ghost, Xiao Liu glared and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Skewer said: "It's more delicate than taking care of the baby, and people who don't know will think you're his mother." ”

"Fuck you! You're the! Little Six flew up and kicked on the skewer's ass.

The string covered his buttocks and ran away, Mazi and Lao Mu's expressions returned to normal, and Lao Mu said: "It's still Xiaoliu, it's not someone else pretending." ”

Mazi patted her chest, indicating that she was finally relieved.

Xiaoliu yawned and said to Mazi: "Go and close the door, I won't see the patient today, I'll sleep for a while, and call me when the duck soup is ready." ”

Mazi wanted to say that I would feed it, but thinking about the scene of feeding the medicine just now, I pondered it for a while, and felt that it was really finer than embroidery, and he really couldn't do it.

After the duck soup was stewed, Mazi knocked on Xiao Liu's door, and Xiao Liu came out with his waist stretched out and entered the man's house. As with the medicine just now, it took more than half an hour for the man to drink half a bowl of duck soup soup.

After letting the man rest for half an hour, Xiaoliu smeared the ointment with both hands, ready to knead the acupuncture points for the man, "You, that quilt ...... It takes a long time, and some muscles have atrophied and are very painful, but this stimulates and stimulates and helps to recover. ”

The man closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Xiao Liu sneered, he had endured that kind of torture, these pains were indeed nothing, but he still kneaded and spoke at the same time, trying to distract his mind as much as possible, "Today I passed by a house when I went to the clinic, with white walls and black tiles, and there was a wisteria thicker than an arm, purple and blue on the wall, purple and blue, and it was full of walls, and when the wind blew, the wisteria flowers fell like rain. I looked at it and was distracted, wondering why this family is so careless, how delicious do you say the steamed cakes with wisteria flowers are, how can they fall from the flowers......"

Outside the house, Mazi muttered to the skewers: "I don't think the sixth brother will let me take care of Hanako." Hanako's body was broken and fragile, hideous and ugly, and he really didn't want to touch it again.

As Mazi expected, Xiaoliu no longer asked Mazi to take care of Huazi, from feeding medicine and food to wiping his body and rubbing medicine, Xiaoliu did it himself.

A month later, the wound in Hanako's throat healed, and she began to be able to swallow by herself, but everything had become a habit, and when she was fed medicine and food every day, Mako was still used to holding a bowl, standing in the yard, and shouting at the front hall: "Sixth brother-"

Xiao Liu always sent the patient as soon as possible and hurriedly ran back to the backyard.

After more than half a year, the injuries on the man's body gradually recovered, and the nails on his hands and feet had not fully grown, but seeing that the water was no longer a problem, Xiaoliu no longer helped him scrub his body, but prepared a bath bucket for him to take a bath seriously.

was carefully taken care of by Xiaoliu for more than half a year, although the man was not skinny as he was at the beginning, but still very light, when Xiaoliu picked him up, he said: "Eat more, it's all my bones." ”

The man closed his eyes and did not speak. All along, he has always been like this, every time Xiao Liu touches his body, he always closes his eyes and purses his lips. Xiao Liu understands that after experiencing those physical tortures, he instinctively rejects physical contact, and every time, he tries to restrain himself.

Xiao Liu put the sackcloth in his hand and said softly: "You wash it yourself, your fingers haven't grown yet, don't push too hard." ”

Xiaoliu sat on the side, eating snacks while accompanying him.

Perhaps because each of the hideous scars on his body was humiliating, the man kept his head half-up, closed his eyes indifferently, did not look at his body, but scrubbed his body with a sackcloth, from his neck to his chest, and from his chest to his abdomen, and gradually reached between his legs.

Xiao Liu's eyes kept moving with his hand, but when he looked at it, he suddenly turned his head and gnawed the duck's neck, making a clicking sound.

The man opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Liu, the sunlight penetrated through the window, reflecting Xiao Liu, his cheeks were red, crystal clear in the sun, like a beautiful jade with a faint blood halo.

Xiao Liu waited for the man to wash and hugged him out, because his legs were not good, and Xiao Liu usually helped him put on his robe, but Xiao Liu put him on the couch today and immediately let go.

The man lowered his eyes, one hand pressed on the couch, supporting his body, and the other hand pressed the bathrobe on his waist, his fingers were thin and very long, and his newly grown nails were pink and tender.

Xiaoliu lowered his head and put his shirt next to him, "That, that...... Try it yourself, and if you don't work, call me again. Xiao Liu hurriedly walked out, stood outside the door and listened for a while, squirming, as if everything was normal, and then he left.

Skewers was sorting out the herbs, and when he saw Xiao Liu, he asked, "I haven't heard him speak for more than half a year, could he be a fool?" ”

Mazi shook the skewer with a big palm, "Don't talk nonsense!" "After such cruel torture, it is already very admirable to be alive, and such tenacity can never be a fool.

Mazi asked in a low voice, "Is his throat injured and he can't speak anymore?" ”

Xiaoliu said: "I have examined his throat, there is a certain damage, and his voice will change, but he should be able to speak." ”

Mazi rejoiced: "That's good." ”

Xiao Liu said: "Regarding his injury, whether you see it or not, you are not allowed to mention it again in the future." ”

Skewer raised his hand, "I don't dare to look at him at all, I really didn't see anything." ”

Mazi said: "Don't worry, Lao Mu has already told you." I don't have a good memory, don't talk about other people's things, even my own things I remember vaguely. ”

The door slowly opened, and the man walked out hobbling and staggering, leaning against the wall. In the past, when the sun was about to set, Xiaoliu took him out to let him breathe and bask in the sun, which was the first time he walked into the yard during the day. He stood against the wall, his head tilted, silently staring at the vast blue sky and white clouds.

Both Asako and Kushiko stared blankly at the man, because the terrible injuries on his body left them with a very unpleasant experience, which would always make them subconsciously avoid looking at him, and Kushiko never even entered his house. For the first time, they really saw what he looked like. The long black eyebrows, clear eyes, straight nose, thin lips, and simple coarse linen clothes, but they are luxurious postures and elegant demeanor, which makes pockmarks and skewers ashamed of themselves for a moment, and they can't help but be in awe.

Xiaoliu rubbed the licorice and said, "If the pain in your legs and feet is not bad, move as much as possible, and you should be able to leave in two or three months." ”

The man lowered his head and stared at Xiao Liu, "I, nowhere to go." "I haven't spoken for a few years, my voice is hoarse, and it is very difficult to speak.

Xiaoliu stilted Erlang's legs, chewed licorice and asked, "Nowhere to go, is it really fake?" ”

The man nodded.

Xiaoliu asked, "What's your name?" ”

The man shook his head.

"Don't know? Forgot? Don't want to tell me? ”

"You, save me. I am your servant. Name-giving. ”

Xiao Liuyu spit out the licorice residue, "I don't think you are like a person who lives under people and obeys orders, I don't want you." ”

The man lowered his eyes, "I, listen, you." ”

Xiao Liu threw a small piece of licorice into his mouth and said vaguely: "When I meet someone who knows you in the future, you will listen to me too?" ”

The man pursed his lips, his slender fingers clutching tightly on the windowsill, pale and white, and he didn't speak for a long time. Xiao Liu was about to laugh, but the man raised his eyes and stared at him: "Listen! The clear black eyes are like two flames, and they want to imprint the word "listen" to the bottom of Xiao Liu's heart.

Xiao Liu was stunned and said, "Then you stay." ”

The corners of the man's lips twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't see it at all. Xiao Liu threw a piece of licorice to him, "Go and sit on the side, chew and eat." ”

The man obediently sat down on the stone steps to the side, slowly tore open the licorice, broke a small piece and put it in his mouth. He also eats licorice, but his movements are very elegant and noble, making people think that he is not eating licorice, but the spiritual fruit on the sacred mountain.

"Hey, that's Hanako...... This is licorice, which is good for the throat. Mazi scratched his head and said to Xiaoliu, "Sixth brother, give him a name, you can't still call him Hanako." ”

Xiaoliu said: "It's called licorice." ”

"No way!" Mazi and skewers all objected, "Make a good one, don't be like our name." ”

Xiao Liuyi gave a slap, "What's wrong with our name?" ”

"With us, with ...... He can't. Skewer said sincerely, and Mako nodded in agreement.

Xiaoliu blinked his eyes, looked at Hanako, who was sitting on the stone steps, leaned his head in front of the head of the skewers and pockmarks, pointed to his nose, and whispered in disbelief: "Am I not as good as him?" ”

The string asked cautiously: "Does the sixth brother want to hear the truth or a lie?" ”

Mazi comforted: "Sixth brother, some people are born as clouds in the sky, but some people are like mud on the ground, there is no comparison, let's just keep our duty and be our mud on the ground." ”

Xiaoliu was furious, "I'm going to call him mud on the ground." ”

Mazi and Skewers said in unison: "No! ”

In order to make Hanako not resent him because of his name in the future, Mazi begged: "Sixth brother, let's think about it again." ”

The skewer also said: "Yes, yes, think of one again, think of one that sounds as good as the name of the sixth brother." ”

Xiao Liu became happy at this time, picked a herb from the bamboo mat where the herbs were drying, and threw it to Mazi, "Count, if there are a few leaves, call him anything." ”

"One, two, three...... Seventeen tablets. ”

Xiao Liu turned his head and said loudly: "It's called Huazi, and from today onwards, you will be called Ye Seventeen." ”

Ye Seventeen nodded, Mazi and Skewers pondered, felt that it was not bad, and greeted Seventeen with a smile.

Lao Mu called in the front hall: "Little Liu, there is a patient." ”

Xiao Liu kicked the ass of Asako and Skewer once, hummed a little song, and ran out to see the patient.

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It's been more than half a year, Seventeen's injury, it can be considered all good, but it can't be good, but there is really no way to get better, the place where his calf bone was broken, although he took it back, but after all, it was too late to heal, and when he walked, he inevitably limped a little, and as for how good the injuries in other dark places were, even Xiaoliu was not very clear. Because since Seventeen can move his hands and feet, he no longer asks Xiaoliu to help him change his medicine.

Mazi secretly stuffed his savings to Seventeen: "Our Rejuvenation Hall...... Hey...... You can also see that the sixth brother's medical skills are actually not very ...... Hey...... Have you heard of the Yandi Shennong's medical skills...... Hey...... You go to the east of the town, where there is a family doctor, called Baicaotang, and the witch doctor in it is a disciple of Emperor Shennong Yan, and his medical skills are very clever, and he may be able to cure your legs. ”

Seventeen silently returned the money to Asako.

Mazi was anxious, "Don't! You pay back the money slowly, your leg is a big deal, it's a big deal that you will pay me back twice in the future. ”

Seventeen lowered his eyes and said, "That's, that's good." ”

"What's so good? Do you want to be a cripple for the rest of your life? ”

"He doesn't dislike it."

"Huh? Who doesn't dislike it? Mazi scratched her head, "Oh! You said that the sixth brother didn't dislike you? What's the use of him not disliking you? Look at the lazy appearance of the sixth brother, the bowl of the first meal can be followed by the second meal, and the clothes are the same as the rags......"

Seventeen looked behind Mazi, and Mazi had to make persistent efforts to persuade Seventeen, and slapped him on the head, which scared Mazi to shut up immediately. Xiao Liu's head leaned over and snatched the money bag from Mazi's hand, "Hey, it's a lot of money!" It's time to drink tonight! ”

Xiao Liu's eyes opened when he saw the money, and he didn't bother to ask what Mazi was doing sneakily, so he grabbed the money bag and rushed out, Mazi cried and chased, "Don't, sixth brother, that's the money I saved to marry my daughter-in-law...... Do the right thing......"

In the evening, everyone had a big meal of fish, meat and wine, Xiaoliu and the skewers did not eat for nothing, and they were very happy; Pockmarks are eaten more and less lost, and they are painful to eat; Lao Mu looked at Seventeen while drinking.

When he finished eating, Xiaoliu, Skewers, and Mazi were all drunk. Today, it's Xiaoliu's turn to wash the dishes, but I don't know when the rules of the Rejuvenation Hall have become that the work of seventeen is the work of seventeen, and the work of Xiaoliu is also the work of seventeen. Seventeen cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, filled the water in a large wooden basin, squatted in the yard, and washed them.

Lao Mu stood behind him and asked, "Who are you?" ”

In the evening breeze, a hoarse voice: "I am, Ye Seventeen." ”