Fang Xiaoxiao was thinking about this question in a daze, and she didn't notice how Ling Yunzhuang left, and of course she didn't think about what Ling Yunzhuang had come to find her. Since she couldn't think of those things clearly, she simply didn't want to, so she returned her attention to Lin Pingkun's lap.

"Cousin, if I'm right, your legs have feelings, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Pingkun nodded, "When it rains, there will be an itchy feeling." Especially in winter, it can be even more painful. It is precisely because of this that a lot of money is spent on this leg every year, and I have to ask the doctor to prescribe some painkillers to reduce the pain in the leg a little! ”

Speaking of this leg, it can be said that Lin Pingkun has long been desperate.

If he didn't feel anything in his legs, he could sit on the bed unharmed and wait to die. But it is precisely because of the feeling that I still have a little bit in my legs, and that pain has never gone away, it will torture itself and make itself painful every moment.

The family is reluctant to let themselves suffer, reluctant to let themselves suffer from pain.

So they will always spare no effort to save themselves, so that he can alleviate some pain. As a result, he was subjected to countless mental tortures every day and every night. If this continued, he felt like he was going crazy.

"Cousin, I'll be honest with you. In fact, you can still save this leg, but you haven't met a good doctor before! Although my medical skills are not very good, I also know that you should not give up on yourself. Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, we must insist, not to mention that you are not a 1 in 10,000 chance! ”

Fang Xiaoxiao looked at him with sincere eyes and said, "I know a divine doctor. He is like Hua Tuo. I have seen with my own eyes that he was able to revive a man who had been choking for a while, and he also pulled a woman who had died in childbirth back from the ghost gate in just half an hour. Although the woman's life should not be extinguished, it also indirectly reflects the doctor's brilliant medical skills, doesn't it? I'm sure as long as we can find him, cousin, there's complete hope for your legs! ”

What Fang Xiaoxiao said was not gibberish, but it was not her who had experienced all this.

The previous owner had accidentally seen the process of this old god healing and saving people, but I don't know why, now she can remember everything, but she can't remember the face of the old god doctor.

If you can remember what that face looks like, maybe it will be easier to find someone. But no matter what she thought, she couldn't remember what the miracle doctor looked like. Therefore, such a result made Fang Xiaoxiao a little frustrated.

"Thank you, smile. I know you're doing it for my good, but I'm pretty open now. Even if I've been like this all my life, I'll admit it. Don't worry, seeing that you are all so alive and vigorous, and you can live so bravely, I will not look for death and life anymore. I will love life as positively as you do. I don't want you to look down on me! ”

Lin Pingkun looked into the distance, although he was a little dazed, but in the end, there was a hopeful light in his eyes.

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say, so she had to pat him on the shoulder and turn to leave.

At this moment, she really believes that even if Lin Pingkun's leg really can't be cured in this life, he won't do those stupid things again. Because the eager light in a person's eyes can't be stopped.

In that case, then she will definitely find a way to cure him. She knew he was still saved!

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An old man, covered in dirt, lay on the table, and there were seven or eight jars of wine on the table, and the old man seemed to be very satisfied, his face was ruddy, and his mouth kept snoring higher than the other.

The shopkeeper of the tavern saw off the last of the guests, and when he turned around, he saw the old man lying there, his brow furrowed, and a look of disgust crossed his eyes.

The shopkeeper next to him put the towel on his shoulder, and then whispered in the shopkeeper's ear, "Shopkeeper, what do you think you can do?" This old man from nowhere has been drinking with us for more than ten days, and he didn't give a penny to seven or eight jars every day. ”

The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head gently. What could he do? He wished that the old man would disappear immediately and never reappear again, but what could he do?

"The young owner said, this old man is kind to him, as long as he wants to drink, he will move the wine out for him to drink, as for the rest, it's not for us to worry about, anyway, our young owner is not short of this money!" Although the shopkeeper looked down on this drunken old man all day long, he still had to tell the young owner as it was. After all, he is just a small shopkeeper, and he is not so bold when it comes to overstepping his authority.

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Xiao Er couldn't help but be a little curious. He looked at and beat the old man, he really couldn't think of what was so good about the old man, he was obviously a beggar no matter how he looked at it, how could he become the benefactor of the young owner's family in a good manner?

"Shopkeeper, it's not too early to see that it's getting dark. There shouldn't be any guests coming to the door! I don't know ...... old man" The little two were thinking about the wife he had just married home, and he couldn't wait to finish speaking, and he rushed back to the house in the next second to be warm and warm with her. It's just that this stinky beggar has been staying in the store, and he really can't walk away!

"I know what the hell you're up to. You go first, or your beautiful girl will still be waiting for you at home! I'll keep watch here. ”

It's also because they're too familiar with each other, the shopkeeper joked. Xiao Er didn't have any politeness, he sorted out the white towel he had been carrying on his shoulders and put it on the counter, and then just said hello to the shopkeeper and left.

The shopkeeper stood on the counter, carefully looking at the old man who had already fallen asleep, and sighed unconsciously.

Others say that raising children prevents old age, but does raising a son really prevent old age?

This old man is already so pitiful, and he may not be able to see his son! Could it be that there are no children? But in his opinion, there are not many good children here! Children are the treasure of parents, but parents will always be a burden to children.

Alas!

The world is unpredictable.

With nothing to do, the shopkeeper took out the account book and counted the accounts of the past few days.