Tian Xiaopang summoned the little kids and was about to leave the museum, but he heard a "yaya" sound. However, it was Xiao Haining who was sitting in a wheelchair who kept calling.

Maybe because I had just become so many friends, I couldn't bear to part. Tian Xiaopang so he came up and communicated with her and said, "Then let's go back together and have a more time with my little girl and Xiaoxue."

As children, they fall in love while playing together and are unwilling to separate.

Ahhh, Haining was so anxious that his facial features were twisted and he stretched out his hand crookedly, as if he wanted to point to something. Her father knew his daughter better, and he saw Renard pointing to the cultural relics in the display cabinet and saying, "Mr. Tian wanted to appreciate these cultural relics just now, the little guy remembered it. Can you show it to Mr. Tian?"

Hahaha, Xiao Haining smiled. When she smiled, her mouth was crooked and her eyes were slanted, making people feel distressed.

What a good boy, you have this kind of heart. I will help you no matter what uncle said today—Tian Xiaopang gently touched the little guy's head: "Renard, I am preparing to treat Haining in the name of a shaman. Do you agree?"

Well, Renard thought he was talking about going to a place called Heixiazitun for treatment in the future, so he nodded.

"Xiao Haining, stand up!" Tian Xiaopang turned around the wheelchair for a few times, then slapped his palms on the little guy's head. Silently, a rejuvenated ivy had already penetrated into Xiao Haining's body.

Xiao Haining in the wheelchair began to twitch all over, which caused people around to exclaim, thinking that the little guy's condition had suddenly worsened.

It was still the children of Tian Xiaopang's family who were knowledgeable. Xiaonan and Xiaoxue walked up, one left and one right, and helped Xiao Haining up from the wheelchair.

Are you guys? Renard is a little stunned.

"Sister Haining, go with me, left and right, left and right-" Xiao Nannan muttered softly, and then, in people's extremely horrified eyes, Haining's trembling left leg took the first step in life.

After the first few steps, she walked smoothly. Although she was a little crooked, she believed that after a period of training and recovery, she would become like a normal child.

"Hahaha--" A smile bloomed on the little guy's face. This time, his face was no longer distorted, so he looked particularly good when he smiled.

Especially in Renard's eyes, this smile was the most beautiful flower blooming. His body trembled with excitement and tears rustled down his eyes.

Papa, I don’t know who it was, the first one slapped it, and then the applause in the museum soon gathered into a sea of ​​joy.

The most exciting ones are those journalists. They thought that today's interview had ended, and the versatile winner Tian showed his talent in the field of archaeology. This news is enough to cause a sensation.

But unexpectedly, the biggest surprise happened at the last moment. The winner Tian showed his magical shamanism, which actually made a young patient with cerebral palsy stand up and walk directly. This is amazing!

Fortunately, they recorded this scene just now. Otherwise, those who said it without any reason would be unreasonable, and those who saw the news would not believe it.

"Tian, ​​you are simply the heroes of ancient China!" Curator Larson didn't know how to express his respect for Tian Xiaopang, and finally he even put a hero's hat on him.

Tian Xiaopang also looked at Xiao Haining, who was supported by Xiao Nannan and Xiaoxue with a smile. As they walked step by step, the fat man nodded with satisfaction: "Haining, you will definitely get better and better. This is a gift from your uncle to you. Do you like it?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, then raised his hand and pointed to the display cabinet next to him, and then smiled at him, his smile as beautiful as a little angel.

"Oh, Mr. Tian, ​​you can play with all the collections in the museum. Even if you take them back, it doesn't matter. Just give them back to us before returning home!" Larson was completely impressed by Tian Xiaopang.

Then I'm not polite - Tian Xiaopang just exchanged for ivy, and his energy was consumed more than half, so of course he couldn't let down his beauty.

So, with the help of the tour guide, he carefully took out all the cultural relics in the display cabinet. Tian Xiaopang only looked at the jade and pottery in ancient times, mainly representing the Yangshao culture.

Among them, the most representative pottery is the painted pottery with human-faced and fish patterns. Holding it in your hands, there will be a constant stream of energy immediately pouring into Tian Xiaopang's body. Instantly, it will make up for all the consumption of ivy, and there will be a little left.

In addition, the energy trough provided in the jadeware suddenly returned to its original level. Tian Xiaopang was so happy that the jadeware in his hand almost fell to the ground, scaring the people in the museum next to him to sweat: If this is broken, who can I ask for compensation?

"Uncle, don't worry, I will compensate if I break it!" Xiao Nannan said this with a tough word. After saying that, she took out a jade pendant from her neck and showed it to the museum's people.

Then all the shiny goods are bright. The children of Tian Xiaopang's family are drawing out jade artifacts, and even the little monkeys are holding one around to show off.

They are all good at identifying things. At first glance, they are typical Hongshan culture jadeware. Whether in shape or material, they are better than them.

Not to mention anything else, the value of these more than a dozen jade pieces is enough to shock the world. This little fat man, do you ask the little kids to wear such a good thing, and aren’t you afraid of being snatched away?

As soon as this thought came out, it was automatically dispelled: Who dares to answer shamans' things? You're tired of living, right?

Satisfied Tian Xiaopang finally led the large army back to the hotel. As for the two of Haining, they were also ready to follow him, but they were surrounded by reporters and could not escape.

There was no way, so I could only agree to find Tian Xiaopang after receiving the prize, and then go back to Heixiazitun to undergo later recovery.

That night, news about Tian Xiaopang was once again detonated, and archaeologists were still within the scope of people's endurance; while the great shaman cast spells and directly cured children with cerebral palsy, shocking the people who were eating melons.

Chinese people with strong self-esteem took the opportunity to release the news that Heixiazitun could treat children's autism, cerebral palsy, Alzheimer's disease, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. For a time, Xiong Energy became the hottest topic. This also proves that Tian Xiaopang was well deserved to win the Medical Award.

In addition, Tian Xiaopang became the most eye-catching one of the winners of this year.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs, which makes the fat man dare not go out. Outside the room, there are more than ten reporters guarding the night.

The reporters could not interview Tian Xiaopang and started interviewing the people around him. Team Leader Zhang's team immediately became a hot topic, including those medical staff, who showed their faces in the news.

Even the little radish head became popular because he was cured in Heixiazitun and now he has become a music prodigy.

In the end, Tian Xiaopang's huge group of relatives and friends was finally revealed: it turned out that these little babies were all autistic patients and were undergoing recovery in Heixiazitun. Moreover, judging from the performance of these children, they have basically recovered - why are they autistic? One is more happy than the other.

In addition, the baby from Xiaopang's family was also discovered by reporters with great powers. After learning that these ten baby were adopted by Tian Xiaopang, the entire media was praised.

Tian Xiaopang transformed again and became the "most caring winner". The other winners were envious: You have snatched away the limelight by yourself, okay?

This boom also brought great business opportunities: the small village chief of Heixiazitun has gradually become a hot spot in tourism around the world, continuously bringing benefits to Heixiazitun.

Another thing is that Tian Xiaopang received a call from the village that night, which was called by Bao Rina and reported to him that he had received a lot of calls to purchase Heixiazitun supplies, and many companies had to send representatives to Heixiazitun for negotiations on this aspect.

Unfortunately, this year's production capacity is limited and it has basically been digested. If you want to sell materials on a large scale, you can only wait until the next year.

The little fat man just put down the phone and his phone rang again. It was a strange phone number. After thinking about it, he still chose to answer. As a result, the call was actually called by the national Archaeology Institute. It was mainly because of the extensive reports here that Tian Xiaopang's recognition of oracle bone inscriptions was passed back to China, which attracted their attention. Tian Xiaopang was invited to go there in his spare time to see if he could cooperate in this regard.

After all, it has been more than a hundred years since the discovery of the oracle bone inscriptions, but they have not even recognized half of them. It is really ugly to say: you can't inherit the precious legacy left by our ancestors, and you are simply a group of unworthy descendants.

Of course, Tian Xiaopang agreed, for nothing else, every piece of oracle bone represents a considerable energy value for him. If he made 18,000 pieces, he would probably be able to exchange the Queen Mother of the West inside the Flint Pearl.

The one who practiced with Tian Xiaopang was a Mr. Zhou Wenyong who specialized in oracle bone inscriptions. He got Tian Xiaopang's phone number from Professor Lu, who was stationed in Heixiazitun. On the phone, Mr. Zhou was excited to add Tian Xiaopang's friends, and then sent him a batch of pictures of oracle bone inscriptions.

This is both a kind of trust and a test.

Of course, the fat man refused: If he didn’t see a rabbit, he wouldn’t show off his eagle, and if he didn’t hold oracle bones, where would I get energy?

The most important thing is that when looking at the pictures, the translator Yugui doesn’t work, and he doesn’t know a single word!

When he was sleeping at night, the little fat man dreamed of tortoise shells and animal bones flying all over the sky. He just opened his hands and grabbed them, but he couldn't catch them at all, which made the little fat man so anxious-

As he grabbed, a furry ball suddenly caught in his hand. Tian Xiaopang woke up suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he was holding a thick-haired arm in his hand. The owner of the arm, the thief Mike, was looking at him helplessly.

Originally, the trio was ordered to come to see the master in the evening, but the reporter blocked the door, and the trio used their specialties to crawl in through the window, and was about to joke with Tian Xiaopang, but was caught and made a present.

Tian Xiaopang sat up and looked around. Fortunately, Qiqige was sleeping with the children in the next room. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if he was caught in something.

Thinking of this, the little fat man was so angry that he was so angry that he said: "I don't know if I knock on the door with my long hands, right? I can just take off my arm and pull out the big bones. I just kept it for the oracle bone inscriptions!"
Chapter completed!