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"Oh."

Ruoshui seemed a little aggrieved and walked out of the small courtyard, and Mr. Luo's expression became increasingly ugly.

"I'm sorry, old man. She's young and ignorant and speaks out. I'll talk to her when I get back."

Jiang Wan really liked the cows in the cowshed, and she didn't want to buy them all.

Just buy two heads.

But Mr. Luo wouldn't let go, he sneered: "You can't raise cows in a place like this.

If I didn't get up early and stay up late every day to grow the most suitable fodder for them, then there would be no cows. "

"Thank you for your hard work, old man."

Jiang Wan asked for his opinion in a low voice, "Just sell me two, and you can continue to breed them with the rest..."

"I'm not selling it. If you want to buy it, I know someone who raises it at his home. You can go to his house and ask."

Mr. Luo could see that Jiang Wan sincerely wanted to be a mother. Who wouldn't care about their children?

When he said this, Jiang Wan was very happy, "Thank you, thank you!"

Mr. Luo was about to open his mouth to tell the person's address when a bang came from the room.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Miss!"

Mr. Luo walked quickly and rushed into the house quickly, even his figure became stronger.

Jiang Wan and Mu Xiang also vaguely heard coughing coming from the house.

"Cough cough cough..."

It turned out that there was a patient living in the house. Mu Xiang whispered in Jiang Wan’s ear and explained:

"She should be Mr. Luo's wife. They fled here together as a couple.

Probably because of the experience of fleeing, Mrs. Luo has never been in good health and rarely goes out. Only a few people in our village have seen her. "

"Ah."

Jiang Wan and Mu Xiang were waiting outside. They didn't want to be so rude.

Helplessly, a woman's cough and a man's suppressed wailing could be heard in the house.

"Old man."

Jiang Wan shouted softly, looked at each other with Mu Xiang, and then followed her into the house.

The room was a little dark, I couldn't see clearly, and there was a strong smell of medicine.

At this moment, Mrs. Luo was slumped on the ground, probably having fallen off the bed.

Mr. Luo was holding Mrs. Luo, feeling distressed and helpless. Seeing her convulsing slightly in pain, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Madam, if you bear with me any longer, I'll call the doctor right now."

"Ms. sir, don't..."

Mrs. Luo really wasn't in the mood to pay attention to Jiang Wan and Mu Xiang who suddenly came in.

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's chirping, "Mr. sir, don't waste your money..."

"What nonsense did you say?"

Mr. Luo said with a straight face, "You said you would accompany me until the end. I'll go find the doctor!"

"do not want!"

Mrs. Luo tightly held Mr. Luo's hand, "I know my own body, Lao Luo.

Leave some money for your own life, cough cough cough... I deserve it, I miss my children..."

"No, no, no!"

Mr. Luo, a big old man, cried a lot with tears and runny nose.

Jiang Wan stepped forward carefully and said softly: "Old man, I am a doctor. If you can trust me, can I show it to her?"

In the dark thatched house, Mr. Luo nodded sharply as if he were treating a dead horse like a living horse.

"sorry to bother you……"

His wife wouldn't let him leave, so he really had no other choice.

"Need not……"

Mrs. Luo still wanted to refuse, but Mr. Luo had already carried her back to the bed.

On such a cold day, the mattress the couple slept on was very thin, giving people a particularly cold feeling.

Mrs. Luo still wanted to resist, but Jiang Wan had already grabbed her wrist. Her strength was a bit strong, and Mrs. Luo couldn't break free at all.

Seeing her condition, Jiang Wan thought she was seriously ill.

But she didn't expect that she didn't have any serious problems with her body like other terminal illnesses.

It's a pain caused by a heart disease, and I probably haven't gotten better over the years.

It accumulates into long-term illness and severe illness, and it is strange that the body does not collapse.

"how?"

Mr. Luo looked at Jiang Wan expectantly, and Jiang Wan said to Mu Xiang behind him:

"Go and get my silver needle."

"Okay, Master."

Mu Xiang ran very fast. Jiang Wan stared at Mrs. Luo's sunken eye sockets and sighed:

"Heart disease requires heart medicine. If you can't figure it out, even gods can't help you."

The main cause of Mrs. Luo's illness was revealed in a few words. Mr. Luo was shocked.

This little girl really has a few brushes.

Even Mrs. Luo raised her eyes in surprise, looking at Jiang Wan's young face, her lips trembled slightly.

"Little girl, you don't understand..."

I don't understand her pain, and she doesn't want this.

But what happened back then was still vivid in her mind, and she had nightmares every night, which was too torturous.

"Master, I got the silver needle back."

Mu Xiang soon appeared holding a silver needle, and Jiang Wan asked Mr. Luo to press Mrs. Luo.

Silver needles were inserted into several places on her body, and Mrs. Luo, who was still in unbearable pain just now, felt her body gradually lose consciousness.

Then, the pain disappeared.

This little girl is also a miracle doctor.

"you're good."

Mrs. Luo didn't speak as hard as before, and her heart wasn't as stuffy.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "I haven't been this relaxed for a long time."

Ever since she became ill, she felt that her body was not her own, and she felt extremely dull every day.

Today is really a rare and enjoyable day.

"I can help you for a while, but I can't help you for a while."

What Jiang Wan is most afraid of when treating diseases is not the terminally ill patients, because many of those terminally ill patients want to live.

She will do her best to extend the other person's lifeline.

But what she fears most is patients who are uncooperative or even disheartened.

Because for these people, even if their bodies can live, their hearts are dead.

Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Mrs. Luo stared at the thatched roof with distant eyes and chose silence.

"After all these years, why can't you let go!"

Mr. Luo was so angry that he couldn't help but wipe his tears.

Mrs. Luo faced his aggrieved expression and said helplessly:

"I'm not the only one who can't let it go. If you can let it go, why are you so reluctant to sell the cow?

Are there not many people who want our cows after all these years? You'd rather it die of old age than sell it, right? "

She struck a chord in Mr. Luo's mind, and he scratched his head and said:

"I'm different from you!"

"What's the difference? Isn't it because the cow was specially raised for Yao'er?"

Mrs. Luo burst into tears as she spoke, and she looked at Jiang Wan with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm a very stubborn old man. This cow was originally raised for my youngest son.

Unexpectedly, when they fled, not one of them was left, and only two of us were left.

This was what the old man wanted, so he couldn't bear it. "

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Wan no longer cares whether they sell the cows or not. After all, the old man said he would introduce someone to her.

She said apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't mean to poke your heart."

"nothing."

When Mr. Luo saw Mrs. Luo with tears streaming down her face, he suddenly made up his mind and said:

"As long as you take good care of yourself and don't mention the past, I'll sell this cow too!"

Keep it for the old lady to see and feel sad about once, why not cut it off!