Li Jun's parents were anxiously waiting outside the intensive care unit of the county hospital, and now a large group of experts were diagnosing Li Jun in the intensive care unit, but early in the morning had passed, and no news came out.

"Jingle jingle bell" Li Jun's father Li Wanquan's mobile phone rang rapidly.

Li Wanquan took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Li Jun's leader, the director of the police station, calling.

"Hey, hello" Li Wanquan answered the phone.

"Are you Li Jun's father?" the slightly hurried voice of the police station director sounded.

"Yes," Mr. Li said.

"How is Li Jun?" asked the head of the police station.

"It's still the same, the experts are consulting," Li Wanquan said in a heavy voice.

"I suggest that you hurry up and find Yang Yibu, now that Li Hanhan and the three of them have come to their senses, you quickly apologize to Yang Yibu, see if he can help Li Jun treat, and we will also do Yang Yibu's work" The director of the police station said in a hurried voice.

"What? Li Hanhan, all three of them have come to their senses," Li Wanquan screamed in disbelief.

"To be precise, I have fully recovered," said the police station chief.

"Okay, I apologize to Yang Yibu for my stupidity, please lead you to help Li Jun, please give me Yang Yibu's phone number" Li Wanquan thought of what Yang Yibu said when he left, and let himself figure out that he sent Li Jun to the police station before twelve o'clock, but now twelve o'clock has already passed, I am really a fool, if Li Jun has any three long and two short, all of them are caused by himself.

"The breeze blows the sunset, the confidant ......" A soft phone ringing woke up Yang Yibu, who was recovering from cultivation.

"Hello," Yang Yib answered.

"Master Yang, hello, I am Li Jun's father, Li Wanquan," Li Wanquan said respectfully on the phone.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" asked Yang Yib.

"Master, please save my son Li Jun, I apologize to you for my previous ignorance and ignorance, and I hope you can accept my sincere apologies" Li Wanquan said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter if you don't apologize, but the crux of the problem now is that you have finally missed the best time for treatment, what I told you when I left must have you remembered, it's already past twelve o'clock, and I can't do anything about it" Yang Yibu sighed and hung up the phone.

Outside the intensive care unit of the county hospital, Li Jun's father, Li Wanquan, looked at the hung up phone in a daze and sighed heavily.

"The child's father, what did Yang Yibu say, did he agree to save Xiaojun?" asked Li Jun's mother, looking very anxious.

"Yang Yibu said that it was past twelve o'clock, and he had no choice," Li Wanquan said.

"How can this be, it's all you, Xiaojun has three long and two short, I have a fight with you, you just listen to your nephew, you are a ...... when you are back" Li Jun's mother counted Li Wanquan while sitting on the ground weakly and crying.

"Don't make noise, don't affect the expert consultation," Li Wanquan's nephew came out of the intensive care unit and said with a look of reluctance.

"You it, Xiaojun, if something happens, I won't spare you" Hearing Li Wanquan's nephew's words, Li Jun's mother, who was lying on the ground crying, jumped up from the ground and yelled at her nephew.

"What the hell is going on" Li Wanquan's nephew looked at Li Wanquan suspiciously.

"Li Hanhan and the three of them were cured by Yang Yibu this morning, and they are fully recovered, just now the director of the police station called me and asked me to beg Yang Yibu to treat Xiaojun, but Yang Yibu said that the best treatment time has passed, and he can't do anything about it" Li Wanquan stared at his nephew with blood-red eyes, a picture of wanting to eat people, he hated it, hated his nephew for instigating him not to let Yang Yibu treat Li Jun, and also hated that his ears were too soft, and listened to his nephew's words.

"Are you kidding, our experts can't cure him, he can be a magic stick" To this day, Li Wanquan's nephew still has an attitude of disbelief.

"Xiaojun has something, I will make you unpeaceful for the rest of your life" Seeing his nephew's attitude, Li Wanquan was also angry.

There was a mess in front of the county hospital's intensive care unit.

"Master Yang, is Li Jun really hopeless" At this time, in the office of the director of the police station, the director of the police station was saying to Yang Yibu.

"If you can cure me, will I shirk it? If there is enough time, will I let you pull people back overnight? After all, it is very dangerous for a soulless person to leave the house at night," Yang Yibu said with a heavy sigh.

"Xiaobu, you just have to think of a way to save Li Jun," Li Hanhan said with tears in his eyes.

"Sister Xiaohan, if I can save it, why don't I save it, I really can't do anything" Yang Yibu also said with a heavy heart.

"Lao Yang, is there no other way?" Li Xingxing also asked.

"No," Yang replied in the affirmative.

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, the bad news came from the county people's hospital, and Li Jun passed away due to ineffective rescue.

"Sister Xiaohan, draw me the road map of the small mountain village where you are staying," Yang Yibu said to Li Hanhan, who looked down.

"Okay, you wait a while, we'll draw it for you" Li Hanhan and the other two went to the office to draw a road map.

"Brother Gao, you and Xiaoxing should go back to school, I want to go to the small mountain village to have a look," Yang Yibu said to Gao Yuanhang and Li Xingxing.

"Boss, I'll accompany you," Ma Shentian stepped forward and said to Yang Yibu.

"No, I'll go alone, you go and do your job," Yang Yibu said to Ma Shentian.

Yang Yibu held the map of the small mountain village drawn by Li Hanhan and the three of them in his hand, and left the police station alone.

A small mountain village is quietly located in a small low basin, with a vague courtyard, only five or six families, and the small village is surrounded by reckless mountains, like a paradise.

Yang Yib walked leisurely into the village along the narrow path, and saw strangers entering the village, and several hunting dogs roaming the village barked at Yang Yib.

"Where do the guests come from?" said an old man in the village, sitting under a big tree enjoying the coolness, waved his cane in his hand, and drove away the hounds that were screaming around Yang Yib.

"Uncle, I came from outside the mountain, and I want to spend the night in your village, and I will continue my journey tomorrow," Yang Yibu said to the old man with what he thought was the most charming smile.

"Spend the night, you can, you can go to my house to rest, I am the only old man in my family, the children have gone out to work, and my house is spacious" The old man stood up, and led Yang Yibu to his house tremblingly with a cane.

The old man's home is not far from the entrance of the village, it is a small courtyard, there are more than ten large and small houses in the courtyard, the yard is clean, it can be seen that the old man is a person who loves cleanliness.

After talking, Yang Yibu knew that the old man's surname was Zhang, his wife died of illness the year before last, Zhang Laohan had four children, two men and two girls all became families, went out to work in the city, there was only Zhang Laohan in the family, and the children had proposed to take Zhang Laohan to the city, but Zhang Laohan was unwilling to live or die, he was unwilling to leave his homeland, and he was unwilling to drag down his children.

The people in the mountains were simple and hospitable, and when the people in the village heard that Zhang Laohan's family had guests, they all came to greet Yang Yibu warmly.

After dinner, Zhang Laohan took Yang Yibu to a guest room prepared for him, said hello and left.

Yang Yibu plugged in the door, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate, the small mountain village was very quiet, there was no hustle and bustle unique to big cities, some were pine waves, and occasionally mixed with one or two dog barks.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yibu woke up from his cultivation, he opened the door and came to the courtyard, quietly observed in the courtyard for a while, and made sure that Zhang Laohan had fallen asleep, so he cautiously opened the courtyard door and walked out.

About a mile away from the village, in the quiet of the night, there was a small low thatched hut, which was shrouded in a faint layer of mist, which looked a little eerie.

This small thatched hut was the house where Li Hanhan and the other four stayed that day.

Yang Yibu stood in front of the small hut and looked carefully for a while before taking a step towards the hut.

"Knock knock," Yang Yibu knocked softly on the door of the small hut.

"Who?" after a long time, a slightly old and hoarse voice came from the small hut.

The door of the hut was opened from the inside, and in the hazy night, a rickety figure stepped out of the house.

"Where do the guests come from, what are you looking for the old man" The rickety figure is an old man who looks very old.

"I'm from the village and want to ask my husband for a glass of water and wine," Yang Yibu looked at the old man in front of him.

"Come in," the old man turned and walked into the house.

Yang Yibu silently followed the old man and walked into the house.