Too lazy to take care of Liu Qingming, Li Bai looked at the old man with a solemn expression.

The old man sneered: "Yes! Yes! How can you not know? I think that at the beginning, if it wasn't for that damn thing, the young master would not have been sent out!"

Li Bai was slightly stunned, and his brows furrowed.

"What the hell?

The old man let out a long sigh, his expression plummeted, and his face was a little worried.

"Young master, you come with me!"

Then Li Bai followed the old man, and after taking many detours out of the city, he came to a dilapidated thatched hut on the outskirts of the city.

Li Bai followed the old man into the hut, and as soon as he entered, a disgusting stench slammed into his nose.

Caught off guard, Liu Qingming's kid was so pampered that he was about to vomit on the spot, but fortunately he ran fast, and finally vomited outside the door.

Compared with Liu Qingming, Liu Qingge is much calmer, and after smelling the stench, he just gently covers his mouth and nose with his cuffs, as for Zhang Xiong, he has lived in a pile of robbers' stinky feet for a long time, and when he smells the stench, he seems to be unresponsive and has nothing to do.

Li Bai sniffed the stench, and found that the stench was extraordinary, and there was even a trace of blood in it, so he was puzzled, and instinctively asked: "Old man, is there anyone injured in the house?"

The old man's expression was as usual, as if he had long been accustomed to the smell, listening to Li Bai's question, a faint glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had gained hope, but then he sighed and shook his head, as if the hope was dashed, and then fell into despair.

The old man didn't answer directly, but said, "Follow me and you'll know!"

So, Li Bai followed and walked in again.

The more he walked into the house, the more smoky the smell became, and finally even Zhang Xiong's expression became ugly, keeping a certain distance from the source of the stench, covering his nose and hesitating.

As a doctor, Li Bai has long been accustomed to all kinds of fishy odors, so when he followed to the source of the stench, his face still did not change.

Seeing a sick and thin old man lying on the bed, covered with a heavy quilt, his hair falling out severely, his eyes sunken into his sockets, and panting heavily, Li Bai's brows twisted slightly.

The old man looked to be about eighty years old, and he was covered with a thick quilt, but he still couldn't hide the strong stench...... What is this disease?

After thinking about it, the old man leaned over to the old man and whispered, "Master, the young master is back!"

Master?

Li Bai was stunned.

Isn't the old man his father? How is he an old man in his eighties?

His heart tossed and turned, and he looked at the old man on the bed and became a little puzzled.

Don't...... His father is an old man? This is too big a gap, right? He is only seventeen!

The old man let out a few "um" sounds in a daze, opened his eyes for a while, and looked at Li Bai in a daze.

"Young Master?"

The breath was weak, trembling and stretching out a hand, Li Bai realized that this old man was not only weak, it was like a big tree that had been sucked out of life, cracked and thin, and weakly distressed.

Almost instinctively, as soon as the old man stretched out his hand, Li Bai hurriedly grabbed the withered hand.

The stench followed all over his body, Li Bai's face still did not change, and the old man next to him saw it, but his eyes couldn't help but become wet and red, and tears fell straight down.

Someone doesn't dislike the smell!

The old man gasped heavily, looked at Li Bai, and his eyes were also moist, and he coughed violently as soon as he was excited.

"Ahem!ahem!ahem...... Ahem!ahem!ahem!"

Li Bai stroked the old man's chest, the old man calmed down, and then asked with difficulty, "Is it my Bai'er?"

I even know my name......

Li Bai nodded with a slight expression.

"Yes, sir, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

The old man said in a trembling voice: "It's hard to say! It's hard to say a word! Let me see you first! Let me see you first!"

Li Bai leaned his head in front of the old man.

When the old man saw Li Bai's face, his expression became even more excited, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

"It's my Bai'er! It's my Bai'er! It's his mother's kiss! cough!cough!cough...... Ahem!ahem!ahem!"

Li Bai frowned, seeing that the old man was excited and coughing even more, he raised his heart slightly.

"Old man, don't talk yet, I'll help you see the disease first!"

"Young Master, do you really know how to see a doctor?" the old man's eyes widened in disbelief......

Li Bai turned his head to look at the old man, his expression was as usual, "I know a little bit about it!"

The old man immediately concluded that his young master would not lie, and his face was filled with joy.

"Okay, good, good, good! Then ask the young master to treat the old man! Treat the old man!"

Li Bai nodded, taking the pulse of the old man, feeling that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations in the old man's body, and even the qi veins of a human being were absent, and his brows were frowning.

He had never encountered this disease, and now that he encountered it for the first time, he was a little unsure.

Thinking of the incomparably unpleasant stench in front of him, he carefully lifted the layer of quilt that was covered.

With a slight lift, an even more unpleasant stench hit the sky like a thick fog, choking Liu Qingge couldn't stop coughing, and Zhang Xiong also frowned tightly.

"This old man doesn't know what kind of illness it is, it stinks so much, and the son still has to treat him!"

With some dissatisfaction in his heart, Zhang Xiong snorted lightly under his nose, and looked at the old man who brought them with a little displeasure.

Li Bai still sat in front of the bed without changing his face, smelling the smell was indeed unpleasant, with a wave of his sleeves, a layer of yellow crystal clear light floated in the air, and the air changed from foul smell to freshness, and then slightly fragrant......

"Huh, doesn't it stink?"

Zhang Xiong put down his hand, glanced at Liu Qingge beside him, and then walked over with Liu Qingge, and Liu Qingming also walked in.

At this time, Li Bai saw from the gap that the old man had no legs, pus was dripping from the amputation, and not only that, but there was also a hole in the waist that was facing outward, faintly revealing some hungry intestines in the flesh......

That's where the stench comes from.

Li Bai put down the quilt and looked at the old man with a solemn face.

"Old man, how long has the old man been like this?"

The old man thought for a moment and replied, "I don't have a leg until now...... It's been winter at the time, so the wound hasn't worsened, but it just doesn't heal, until now it's starting to get hot, and the wound is suppurating!"

Li Bai's eyes sank, and he asked solemnly: "What is the old man's leg ......?"

"The old man's legs are ...... by that"

"Don't say it!

The old man was about to speak, but he was suddenly stopped by the old man lying on the bed, as if there was something unspeakable.

The old man hesitated for a moment, looking at the old man's nervous appearance, he probably understood why the old man stopped him, and he didn't say any more, he turned his head and looked at Li Bai worriedly.