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After the doctor entered the house, he opened the medicine box, took out a stethoscope, thermometer, etc., and hurriedly checked it.

After a while, the doctor had an answer, "There is nothing wrong with the person, the pulse and breathing are normal, there is a slight blood loss, as for the cause of the coma, it is still unclear, in short, go to the hospital first and then do a detailed examination, I believe that I will wake up soon." ”

The doctor took out the hanging bottle from the medicine box, prepared the medicine, and tied the hanging bottle to Liang Caiyun.

The anxious expression on Han Dazhu's face gradually eased, and then his gaze fell on the others, "Big brother, what about my child?" What about the baby? ”

Han Dongzhu and I told Han Dazhu what happened before.

"Impossible, impossible!" Han Dazhu's emotions were out of control, "How could my child be gone?" How did you run away? You are talking nonsense, my child must have been lost by you! ”

Han Dazhu's emotions were out of control, "You two outsiders, I think of you, I saw you when I went down the mountain before, ......"

"What are you doing at my house, where are you getting my child!!"

As he spoke, Han Dazhu grabbed me by the collar, with a fierce glint in his eyes and a look of anger on his face. I can understand Han Dazhu's feelings, as a father, the child is his life.

I grabbed Han Dazhu's arm, "Don't be excited, this matter has nothing to do with us, my friends and I are also kind enough to help......"

"Help? What are you doing in our village in the middle of the night! Han Dazhu shouted, "The child is hidden by you!" ”

Han Dazhu always believed that the disappearance of the child had something to do with me.

Under Han Dongzhu's persuasion, Han Dazhu's mood gradually stabilized, sat on the edge of the bed, took his wife's hand, said a conversation, and then howled and cried.

The doctor said, "Don't cry, let's take someone to the hospital overnight." ”

I also felt very uncomfortable in my heart, I thought about it, and decided to help Han Dazhu investigate this matter, and besides, we have to clarify ourselves that this matter has nothing to do with us.

I helped the villagers, but also helped myself, Lingling and I are not familiar with the people here, and if we want to find the medicine king, we must need the help of the villagers.

Han Dongzhu went to borrow a small tricycle, we laid out the futon in the carriage, tied a bamboo pole next to the front of the carriage, hung the hanging bottle on it, and I asked Lingling to take care of Liang Caiyun in the carriage, the carriage was very small, and the doctor and Lingling took care of Liang Caiyun.

Han Dongzhu drove, and Han Dazhu rode a motorcycle, taking me with us, and we set off down the mountain.

We sent Liang Caiyun to the hospital to settle down, and after a detailed examination, Liang Caiyun was fine, but his body was relatively weak, and he would wake up tomorrow.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, and we spent the night in the hospital.

The next morning, Liang Caiyun woke up.

When Lingling and I came to the ward, we saw Liang Caiyun looking pained, rolling up the quilt, as if he had thought of something and was frightened.

Han Dazhu took Liang Caiyun's hand and held Liang Caiyun in his arms, with two lines of tears on his face.

After Liang Caiyun's mood stabilized, we went up to ask about what happened last night.

As soon as Han Dongzhu spoke, Liang Caiyun's eyes showed a look of horror again, and his whole body was trembling.

I said, "Sister Caiyun, don't be afraid, you tell us what happened last night." ”

"Our baby ......" Liang Caiyun buried his head in Han Dazhu's arms, choking, "Baby, is it...... It's a monster ......."

As soon as this sentence fell, we were all stunned.

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Ling Ling also said, "Since people won't let us take care of it, I don't want to put a hot face on a cold ass, let's be busy with our own business, and when we find the Medicine King, we will help deal with the affairs here." ”

What Lingling said also makes sense, you can't delay your own affairs for the sake of other people's affairs, Xiuya has been busy recently, and she has no time to deal with things here.

I looked for Han Dongzhu, he was going back to the village in the afternoon, and Lingling and I got on Han Dongzhu's car.

On the way, Han Dongzhu told us that there is absolutely no such person as the Medicine King on the mountain, so let's not waste our efforts, but we must look for it.

When we arrived at the village, we found the village chief, who was the middle-aged man in his fifties from last night, who was a big smoker and seemed to be honest.

We sat on a small stool in the courtyard of the village chief's house, and the village chief said, "You said that this person is on Chongyang Mountain, this is unlikely, on Chongyang Mountain, people cannot survive, the climate on the mountain is not good, the geology is not good, the water source is scarce, crops cannot be grown, people live in that place, they will starve to death." ”

I said, "I heard from a friend that in the past few years, the medicine king has been haunting the neighborhood, and you always think about it, in recent years, have you seen any strangers in the village?" ”

The village chief took a puff of cigarette, "There are very few outsiders in our village, there is no scenery in the mountains, there is no road in the mountains, it is very dangerous, and no one goes up. ”

We were disappointed, and just as we were about to leave, an old man on crutches came out of the house and muttered, "Child, child, stay, I know who you're looking for." ”

This old man has white hair, dense wrinkles on his face, many age spots on his neck, hunched back, and a thin figure, I am afraid that he is already an old man over eighty years old.

"Dad." The village chief hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and went up to support the old man, "You don't rest in the house, what are you doing when you come out, you just twisted your foot a few days ago, you should move less and rest more." ”

Lingling and I walked up, and I asked, "Grandpa, do you know the Medicine King?" ”

Before the old man could speak, the village chief pointed to his head, "My dad is not good here, Alzheimer's, if someone comes to our house, he can't sit still, and he has to say a few words." ”

"You little bunny, you're in the right head." The old man called the village chief with a cane, and the village chief hurriedly dodged away.

"Dad, come into the house with me, don't make trouble." The village chief grabbed the crutches and helped the old man into the house.

"Wait a minute." I stopped the village chief, "Maybe the old man really knows something?" The stakes are high for us to find the medicine king this time, and I want to hear what the old man has to say. ”

The old man said, "I know the king of medicine, I know...... He is a bald monk, I have met him, more than ten years ago, when I was the head of the village, he also asked me to help, it was the old monk. ”

I was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, where have you seen the Medicine King?" Do you know where he lives? ”

The old man was reminiscing, and suddenly his expression was full of horror, "Dead, dead, all dead, the old monk is dead, the little monk is also dead, all killed......"

He's dead?

"It's you...... That's you! The old man pointed at me and Lingling with a cane, "It's a man and a woman, it's you two who killed the old monk, you are bad people, you deserve to die!" ”

"You deserve eighteen levels of hell!"

What's the situation?

The old man's expression frightened us, and the dense wrinkles rolled up on the face, as if a lot of earthworms crawled on the face, and the eyes were squeezed into triangles by the wrinkles, braving the cold light, fierce and vicious!

"Okay Dad, hurry up and go into the house and have a good rest." The village chief helped the old man into the house, and the old man was still scolding, saying that we deserve to die, that the two of us were murderers.

After a while, the village chief came out of the house and said to us, "You can also see that my father used to be the village chief, and he is 82 years old this year, and he has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease since more than 20 years ago. ”

It seems that it is really Alzheimer's, but I think the old man's words are still somewhat credible, and the old man may have really seen the medicine king.

Suddenly, the old man rushed out of the house again, his voice was very cold, "Let me tell you, the medicine king is a monster, a monster that eats people, whoever goes to the mountains will eat whomever he wants, he eats human flesh, and will make you into buns and eat them!" ”