The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live

"Okay, okay, it's so good!" He Beimu's tone and expression were extremely firm.

Life was not easy, and He Beimu was forced to talk a lot because he didn't talk much. He was afraid that Su Su wouldn't believe him even if he said a few words.

"My mother said that whether a disease is cured or not is not up to the patient, it depends on the doctor's decision." Su Su did not believe He Beimu's words easily.

"Then you go find your white-bearded uncle and let him judge whether I am really healed." He Beimu asked for a professional to do the appraisal.

He had long wanted to see Old Man Yang.

But the old man was too lazy. He prescribed medicine for a week at a time, and only came over to take a look after he finished.

He lay there for two weeks, and I only saw him twice.

"emmm... that's okay too!"

She just needs someone who can practice fighting with her. If the little bodyguard is good, then she can fight the little bodyguard first!

So Su Su turned around to find Old Man Yang.

While Su Su was walking away, He Beimu was looking forward to it and worried at the same time.

"Meow?"

Stupid bodyguard, don’t lie to my little master.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm going to ask Mr. Yang to do an appraisal on me now. If he says I'm fine and can go out, you can't stop me anymore."

"Meow."

No problem! If Uncle Whitebeard says it’s okay, then that’s okay!

"keep your word!"

"Meow!"

keep your word!

After a while, Su Su pulled Old Man Yang from the backyard.

As soon as he entered the door, He Beimu couldn't wait to ask Old Man Yang to check his injuries.

"Mr. Yang, please show me quickly. My injuries are all healed!"

Old Man Yang was not in a hurry, leaning against the wall beside the door with a leisurely attitude.

"Mr. Yang?"

"Why are you in a hurry? Young man, don't be in such a hurry, take your time." Old Man Yang said calmly.

"..." He Beimu was almost furious!

He said there was no rush, that's because he wasn't the one who was locked in the room for two weeks and couldn't get out!

"Young man, you are so impatient and prone to anger, which is not conducive to your recovery." Old Man Yang said slowly.

Does Old Man Yang know how far He Beimu's body has recovered?

He had known a week ago that this kid was almost completely healed.

The recovery ability is unmatched by ordinary people, and I don't know if it has something to do with the awakening of the Sirius soul in his body.

He deliberately didn't tell Huzi, just to trap him in the room and test his temper.

This is not because he is an unscrupulous doctor, but because his master asked for it.

Butler Zhang himself said that his apprentice was too vindictive and bloody, so he asked him to give him a hard time while he was recovering from his injuries.

Old Man Yang had no reason to refuse such a request. Without him having to do anything, he could see the young man jump around in anxiety and feel happy.

"If you don't let me out, I might really get angry!" He Beimu had had enough.

Old Man Yang was still calm and composed, he was not in a hurry anyway.

What does it have to do with this kid whether his anger is strong or not? It's not like he's angry.

Su Su's little hand grabbed Old Yang's clothes and pulled gently:

"Uncle Whitebeard, can the little bodyguard practice fighting with me?"

Su Su raised her head with an expectant expression on her face.

"Xiao Susu, you want to practice fighting with this brat? This brat can't beat you." Old Man Yang asked.