Chapter 118: The Third Brother Returns
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After Yang Yuanwai ordered someone to deal with the black water in the medical hall, the eight bearded men carried the flower fat woman who weighed less than 100 catties and went back happily.
"It's not too early, close the stall."
Luo Qinglan shrugged her shoulders and closed the door and went back.
After the case of Hua Feipo, Luo Qinglan realized that the positioning of the medical hall was undoubtedly accurate.
As the saying goes, if you don't open for three years, you will eat for three years, that's what you say.
Just treating one patient, I was paid tens of millions of red lotus coins, and I didn't make so much money when I opened a money bank, right?
"Grandma, I'm back."
On the first day of Luo Qinglan's opening, she made a lot of money, so she bought a lot of fruit snacks and carried them back in large bags.
However, the expected cheers of the old lady did not come.
On the contrary, Luo Qinglan heard the old lady's sobbing voice.
"Grandma!"
Luo Qinglan's heart trembled, and she quickly located the direction and rushed forward.
I thought that the old lady had encountered some danger, or accidentally injured or something.
But the result was good, Luo Qinglan found that the old lady was fine, but she was hugging a ragged teenager and crying profusely.
The young man was badly burned, covered in scars, unrecognizable, and the top of his head was bare and hairless, looking a little hideous and terrifying.
Also, the young man's right arm was broken, and his thin ragged clothes exuded an extremely unpleasant stench.
"Who are you? How did you get in? ”
Luo Qinglan couldn't help but say, and when she went up, she pulled the old lady away, and the blue light in her palm was shining with spiritual power, and her vigilance was extraordinary.
"Woo......"
When the young man with the broken arm saw Luo Qinglan, he was stunned in disbelief.
However, he seemed to be mute, and could only whine vigorously.
I wanted to step forward, but I was afraid of the blue light spiritual power in Luo Qinglan's palm.
"Lan'er! He's your third brother! ”
The old lady exclaimed.
After saying that, he cried again.
"Uh......h Woohoo......"
The boy nodded vigorously.
"How so?"
When Luo Qinglan heard this, her whole heart immediately panicked, and it was difficult to accept this situation at all.
"Grandma was pruning the branches of flowers when he suddenly barged in and was trapped in a maze. Originally, my grandmother thought that this was called Hanako from somewhere, so she wanted to take him out. However, he actually knew his grandmother and everything here...... Later, grandma carefully identified him, and only then did she know that he was your third brother......"
The old lady couldn't cry.
"Grandma, don't cry first, it can't be fake, and it can't be fake, let Lan'er deal with it."
Luo Qinglan took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears for the old lady, and comforted her for a while.
Immediately, Luo Qinglan looked at the young man with the broken arm, and suddenly said, "If you are really the third brother, you should remember our secret, a secret that only the two of us know in the whole world." ”
"Uh......h Whining! ”
The young man with the broken arm was stunned for a moment, but then he went straight to an old Hanmei tree in the small garden.
This old Hanmei tree, which originally grew in other parts of Luofu, has existed for hundreds of years since the establishment of Luofu.
At the beginning, Luo Qinglan liked it, and his father and grandfather and six brothers worked together to transplant this old Hanmei tree to the small garden in the middle of the lake.
Under Luo Qinglan's incredible gaze, the young man with the broken arm used his only remaining left hand to keep digging under the old Hanmei tree.
The snow and ice are constantly being cut open.
It's just that the soil under the ice and snow has been freeze-dried and extremely hard, and the boy with a broken arm can't dig it anymore.
But he didn't give up.
A fleshy palm desperately exerts itself, desperately digging through the frozen soil.
In a few moments, the fingertips were worn out, spilling out of blinding blood.
However, the boy with the broken arm did not hesitate and still did not stop.