Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

"Sister, I'm ready, let's go." Xiaojiu stretched out his hand towards Wutong, motioning for the other party to hold her hand.

To be honest, after seeing a doctor in this village for so long, Wutong still doesn't know what kind of disease the little patient has, because she has never seen the child suffering from asthma or some kind of cough and lung disease beyond her aunt. Moreover, the aunt is obviously not an aunt of Wutong at that age, but because she often frowns and is nervous, and is used to assuming the worst thoughts about others, her appearance has changed directly.

But compared to the initial avoidance of her like a savage beast, wishing that every time they met, they could now stand at the door and stand at the door asking ten questions and replying to her, which can be considered as an initial success.

Walk through the maple trees.

Sure enough, the aunt was already waiting outside the door. There are scattered firewood in the yard, and the sweat on the forehead and neck must be from work. After seeing Wutong, he frowned subconsciously and stretched his lips into a straight line.

Especially when Wutong came closer, his hands were clenched into fists even though he was crossing his chest.

She once again lamented that she did not choose to let Qingqiu come with this neighbor or patient. Based on how well she knew Qingqiu, there was a high probability that she wouldn't be able to save him. If she insisted on saving him, she would hold him by the neck and hang him until he was mute.

She recalled that when she and her aunt met for the first time, she waved a sickle to chase her away and tell her to get out.

Just because he was knocked unconscious while saving Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu even cried and complained that he was almost killed at that time. If it were an aunt, the grass on the grave would be two meters high.

Wutong patted Xiaojiu on the shoulder, then shook the grass basket in his hand: "Same as before. It's still the same questions. If you don't want to talk to me, you can tell Xiaojiu and I will avoid them. These are herbal medicines. In the original Basically, I add some intestinal purge grass, it’s up to you if you want it or not.”

General steps. Consultation, examination, and medication. But the aunt only has consultation here. Don't even think about the examination. During the consultation, I barely answered a few words for the sake of the neighbor's children. As for the reserved medicine, the other party never accepts it. They only ask what the name is and then go find it themselves.

Fortunately, my aunt has never heard of anything, such as children and adults committing fraud and crimes together, such as dwarfism. Otherwise, the wine won’t work. I wonder if saving life is obviously more important than money. In the context of the Demon God War, the basic moral bottom line of the people of Teyvat is relatively high to some extent.

"Aunt Yuehan, tell me if you have anything to say. I've become literate recently, and I have no problem writing!" After waiting for a while, there was no answer. Xiaojiu understood that she still had to come this time, so he took the grass basket from Wutong's hand and patted it. He patted his chest and assured.

Yue Han opened his mouth and closed it again. Nose flaring. Threads were exposed at the joints where the sleeves were pinched. The phalanges are pale and have raised blood vessels.

"..."

"Aunt Yuehan?"

Maybe the other party is really different from those liars? Maybe, maybe, the other person is really a doctor.

Yuehan was like a beast curled up at the entrance of a cave, even with its sharp claws put away and its fangs hidden. But the muscles all over his body were still tense, and his heart was beating fast. She stared at Wutong, even giving up blinking, and red bloodshot eyes slowly covered the whites of her eyes.

All it takes is a little clue for her to notice it.

She has seen and come into contact with those liars who pretend to be doctors, and knows the greed in their eyes and hearts, and their condescension and talkativeness.

Yue Han slowed down his breathing, fearing that he would miss any strangeness on the other person's face.

However, Wutong's expression was still so casual and gentle. She rubbed the child's head and was about to turn around and leave: "Then Xiaojiu, I'll leave this place to you."

Xiaojiu, who was entrusted with the important task, raised his smile and rubbed the palm of the other person's hand. His brown eyes were like a little puppy on the palm-sized and thin face: "Well! Just be patient, sister. It's not a road trip. It’s too sunny, why don’t you go wait for me under the maple tree, and we’ll go to Uncle Huang’s place to see Brother Qingtian later.”

Wutong: "Okay."

Looking at Wutong's leaving figure.

After hearing Xiaojiu calling her, Yuehan looked back.

In fact, she has been paying attention to these two people since they came to the village. Just like she was looking at the other person's figure at this moment. She knew that Wutong didn't want that person named Qingqiu to come into contact with her, and coincidentally, she didn't want to come into contact with that person either.

At his core, he is a person who has no regard for life and has no empathy whatsoever. She only saved people because another person wanted her to save them. After all, the title of Medical Immortal should belong to another person.

Two months and eighteen days, a full seventy-nine days.

She had been standing far away. Sometimes I hear the two of them and other people in the village talking about which medicines can relieve coughs and which medicines can reduce high fever. Sometimes I pass by and see them cleaning, treating, and bandaging wounds...

There are scissors and medicine powder that I have never seen before, as well as various wooden auxiliary tools.

Seventy-nine days.

She observed it for seventy-nine days.

Yuehan looked at the straw basket in Xiaojiu's hand, as if he had returned to that day again.

The weather was very good that day. After a few days of heat, the long-lost coolness finally arrived. The clouds blocked the dazzling sun from time to time, and the breeze made people feel much better. The specially filled and repaired courtyard seemed to be just for today. Qingtian looked nervous and took the wooden utensils that no one had seen before. Under the command of Wutong, he assembled them and handed them over to his father who had been bedridden all year round and lost a leg.

Qingtian did not call anyone to witness this miraculous moment, not only the decoction that allowed his father to get to the ground, but also the auxiliary tools that allowed him to walk on his own.

Silent noon. In the hottest moment of the day, in the corner of hopelessness.

But Yuehan, who happened to be passing by, was like a special audience. She couldn't help but stop because she saw the sweat on Lao Huang's forehead due to nervousness, and his hands that were loosening and clenching.

How should it be described?

The clouds that blocked the scorching sun passed by leisurely. The dazzling sunlight first illuminated the scattered sawdust in the yard, slid over the large brown water tank and reflected dazzling spots, and finally fell on Lao Huang. Finally he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Eyes stand up on the body.

Shou Deyun Kai see Yueming.

Yuehan seemed to hear the sound of raindrops dripping on the dry land. A dignified man who could chop down giant trees that towered into the sky and could shoulder all the burdens of daily life, was covering his face at the moment and squatting on the ground crying and laughing.