"Brother Jiu, you misunderstood, my arm is a little special, I don't feel anything, it's the same with or without anesthetics, I can't feel pain." The stammering complexion was a little unnatural.

"What's going on? I haven't heard you say that before. I asked in surprise.

He stammered and smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what's going on, when I was seven or eight years old, I didn't feel any sensation in this hand, and if I hadn't found blood before, I wouldn't have known that this hand was injured." ”

Before I could speak, I saw the doctor pinch the stammer's arm and ask, "Does it hurt?" ”

The stammerer shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt!" ”

"Young man, the meridians in your arm are damaged, lose the sense of touch, for a long time, I am afraid that not only will you lose your sense of touch, but you will lose your mobility, our small hospital can only sew up the wound for you, to treat the meridians inside, it is best to go to Changsha Neurological Hospital." The doctor shook his head and said.

Incapacitated? When I heard these words, I was stunned, what happened? I asked the doctor if it was caused by a knife wound? He told me that the stuttering was probably caused by an injury he had when he was a child, and that it was best to get treatment within a year.

"Brother Jiu, don't listen to the doctor's nonsense, it's been more than ten years, and this arm is almost the same as a normal arm except for being unconscious." Seeing my frustrated face, the stammerer comforted.

I nodded, didn't speak, but remembered Yang Yan, a long-haired doctor, who seems to be the director of the neurology department in the provincial capital, isn't our provincial capital in Hunan Changsha? Don't... The hospital that the doctor is talking about is the hospital where Yang Yan is located?

Thinking of this, I asked the doctor to bandage the wound of the stammer, and I walked outside the door, took out my mobile phone and made a call to Yang Yan.

In just a few seconds, the phone was connected, and before I could speak, Yang Yan's hearty voice came from the phone, "Brother Jiu, is there a lack of eight immortals who understand medical skills?" ”

"Longhair, ask you a question!" I looked stunned and asked straight to the point.

"What's the problem?" Yang Yan said.

"My friend was injured in his arm when he was a child, and he lost sensation in his whole arm, is there a way to heal it?" I told him about the stammer.

After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and said: "Brother Jiu, the nerves of the human body are too complicated, I haven't seen the patient, and some things are not easy to say, so let's go to Dongxing Town on the weekend, and you bring your friend to let me see." ”

"I'm in Quyang, I may not be able to go back on the weekend!" I say.

"What are you doing in Quyang?" Yang Yan asked suspiciously.

"Something, when I go back, take my friend directly to Changsha to find you, what do you think?" I hesitated for a moment and said.

"Okay, remember to call me in advance, the sooner the better, in the near future, I may have to go to the United States for training for a month, you try to come over before I go abroad." Yang Yan said.

I hummed, hung up, didn't go in, leaned against the wall. The stuttering arm should be an old disease, I don't know if Yang Yan is sure to cure it, once it can't be cured, his hand may be useless.

Stuttering is the only male in his family, he has a problem with his hand, that family has no economic income, how will their mother and son live in the future? Don't let a stuttering arm have a problem.

After thinking about it for a while, my desire for money is getting stronger and stronger, as long as I have money, Changsha can't be cured, I will go to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and if I can't cure it in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, I will go to those countries with developed medicine until I cure my stuttering arm.

Touching the only 1,000 dollars left in my pocket, I knew that all this was just a fantasy, and if I wanted to make fantasy a reality, I had to work hard to make money. To be our Eight Immortals, if you want to make money quickly, there is only one way, to make a name for yourself, to do funerals and carry coffins for those dignitaries.

After staying at the door for about ten minutes, I was very irritable, and I smoked three cigarettes in a row regardless of the rules of the hospital that smoking is not allowed, until the doctor's voice came from the infirmary, "Okay! ”

I snuffed out the cigarette butt and walked in, and I saw that the stammering hand was wrapped in a thick layer of white gauze, and I could faintly see some blood stains exposed.

I thanked the doctor and asked him how he was. He said: "As long as gravity is not applied during this time, there is no problem with the knife wound, but I recommend that you treat the sensation problem of the arm as soon as possible!" ”

I hummed and asked him how much it would cost to treat the knife wound, and he stopped, took out 3 yuan and 5 cents from his pocket, and said, "This is the registration fee and card opening fee you just had." ”

I didn't take the money and looked at him suspiciously. He smiled: "I said, if our hospital doesn't take your money, it won't not take your money, even if it's just 3 yuan 5, our hospital will definitely not accept it." ”

I was about to say no, but he preemptively said: "Don't get me wrong, it's not for your face, but out of respect for the old hero, I hope you will be considerate." ”

I stared at him for a while and said, "Doctor, we are here for the funeral of the old hero, and it is not clear who the funeral will fall on, but you still tell me how much it is, and I will pay the fee." ”

He stopped and said: "As long as you are here for the funeral, our hospital cannot collect your money, this is the respect of our hospital for the heroes of the anti-Japanese war, and it is also the respect of the people of our Huangshui Town for the old heroes." ”

Hearing him say this, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I thanked him again, and then walked out of the infirmary with a stammer.

After leaving the infirmary, we didn't stay in the hospital too long and walked straight to the door.

When I came to the gate, I was a little nervous, and I looked to the left, and it was empty, and the three men in black were gone, presumably impatient, and had left.

I was relieved and left the hospital quickly with my stutter, because my stutter had just been stitched, my pace was a little slow, and I walked for about half an hour.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the agreed place, he stammered and stretched out his hand to point not far away, and said, "Brother Jiu, look over there." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked at the place of his finger, the snowflakes on the ground were very white, without a single blemish. To my surprise, the place where I stammered was pointing to had a lot of blood on it, bright red and red, which was particularly glaring.

Where did the blood stains come from?

In an instant, my whole heart hung in the air, I stuttered and injured before, we didn't go that way, the blood on his body couldn't have fallen to that position, and now, there were blood stains in that place, could it...?

I yelled badly, and I didn't care about stammering, so I took a step and rushed into the half-built house, shouting loudly as I ran: "Guo Fat, Guo Fat." ”

The voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, and I didn't get any response, I faintly felt a trace of uneasiness in my heart, and the pace under my feet was faster, and I came to the room to see that there was no one, Made, where did Guo Fatzi go?