Truly.

This person is very important to me now, but this does not mean that his harm to Ji Canghai can be written off.

I squinted at him, "Can you stand up?"

"I'm ......" the yellow-robed Taoist priest gritted his teeth, "Can you give me a crutch?"

"Well said."

I picked up a slightly thicker branch from the side, picked him up with one hand, and handed it to him with the other.

"Can you go?"

The yellow-robed Taoist priest moved a few steps forward, and when I looked at the back, I only felt frightened.

His spine was almost S-shaped, and his whole body walked forward almost with his shoulders slanted.

Ji Canghai when he was furious was simply terrifying.

Turning my head, I looked at Ji Canghai and Chu Yi: "Let's go, try to finish things at night."

The yellow-robed Taoist priest walked slower and slower, and I tilted my head to see beads of sweat the size of beans falling from his forehead.

I sighed silently, and cursed in my heart, it should be for myself.

I walked up a few steps in front of him and crouched down first: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

The yellow-robed Taoist priest was obviously stunned: "I, I can go."

"It's dawn again! Come up quickly."

He struggled to lean on my back and point the way behind me.

As I walked, I began to wonder what kind of person I am.

Forget it, I don't understand.

After a long round of traffic through the woods, we stopped in front of a watermelon field.

"It's in this melon shed."

Before I could speak, Ji Canghai had already lifted the curtain and looked at it.

After a while, he poked his head out and whispered, "The man is unconscious."

"The antidote is here."

The yellow-robed Taoist priest took the initiative to take out a porcelain vase: "Just smell it."

Sure enough, under the effect of the medicine, the voices of the people inside soon came.

Ji Canghai obviously showed a little joy, and quickly carried the person out.

Azan himself is thinner than the photo, and his robes are draped over him, a bit like a large sack, and his ribs can be seen when the wind blows.

Ji Canghai and he were muttering in Nanyang dialect, but I couldn't understand it, let alone interject.

However, from their tone and looks, it is not difficult to see their excitement for each other.

After a while, Ji Canghai turned his head and walked to my side and acted as a translator.

"Azan said that he was willing to help us, even if he didn't need money."

"Huh?"

My gaze wandered on Ji Canghai and Azan, and doubts inevitably arose in my heart: "Didn't you say before, at least six figures?"

Ji Canghai sighed, but his eyebrows were a little excited, and the whole person looked very weird.

"He said that Azan here is terrible, he is simply scum, and he is willing to fight side by side with us."

These words suddenly said in my heart, people who can distinguish between right and wrong naturally have morality in their hearts.

Even if all the benefits disappear one day, the hearts of the people will not disperse.

This is called the way of a gentleman.

I bowed my head and leaned beside Ji Canghai: "I can't understand what he says, so I have to work hard for you to pass the word in the middle."

"It's a little meaning."

I looked at the time, and then at the people behind me, "It's too late today, let's have a reception tomorrow."

"Find a hotel for Master Azan tonight, and I'll find him a place to stay."

After rescuing the people, we took Azan to the hotel, turned around and walked towards the teahouse.

When I was in the taxi, I looked at the yellow-robed Taoist priest in the rearview mirror.

"Pick a place to get off the bus, I don't have time to drop you off."

"Then, let's go to the hospital!"

After a long toss, it was already the second half of the night when I arrived at the teahouse.

Seeing that Ji Canghai wanted to go upstairs to sleep, I whispered behind him.

"Erhai, let's say a few words."

He turned back down the stairs, sat down directly across from me, and smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Pretend, pretend." I squinted at it, "Just the two of us, still pretending?"

I put down the tea bowl in my hand and rubbed my face with both hands: "No matter what, I still have to say sorry to you."

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be so wronged today."

Ji Canghai took out a crumpled cigarette roll from his pocket, put it in his mouth and smoked it.

"When you say this, you are out of sight."

Seeing that he didn't care, I hesitated for a moment, but plucked up courage.

"I want to ask about you."

Ji Canghai spat out a thick smoke ring and smiled, "Why are you going around the bend like this? What you want to ask is my illness."

Being debunked, I also felt embarrassed, so I could only nod.