She could not imagine what the man would look like when his hand touched his face, and she could not imagine that the knife that had just cut open the weasel's belly was a scalpel that wanted to perform surgery on her. Will this person be a doctor? Can he cure his face? Every time he stayed for an extra second, the hope in his heart passed away. Xiao Qing had already thought that in the future, she would settle down in Qinglongmen and spend her whole life safely.

The old man seemed to have not seen the arrival of the two, and was still doing his work seriously. The scalpel quickly wriggled in the weasel's belly, then picked out a small black meat ball, took out a pin from the box next to it, pulled a thread out of the dirty clothes, and after putting it on, it started to sew the weasel's belly.

After the last stitch was sewn, the old man took out a handful of black powder from a bag and applied it to the weasel's wound. He lifted it up and flipped it around in front of him. After feeling that nothing was wrong, he laughed. He showed a mouthful of neat yellow teeth, which was dazzling under the sun, just like a row of gold.

"Old man, I'm back." Song Yun then spoke out and greeted the old man with a smile.

The old man raised his head and glanced at the two of them, turned his head blankly. "Sir, who is?"

"Damn, old man, don't you remember me? You forgot, I'm Song Yun. It turns out that I always borrowed you to read my uncle, the little book of human body art. Do you remember it? You took away several pages of my picture book "Silver Bottle Plum". I've even asked you to compensate you. I really don't remember it. Song Yun said depressedly, trying hard to prove his identity. If this old man doesn't know him, then things will be difficult, and he will not be able to force the old man to treat Xiao Qing.

Old man Wu raised his head again, looked up and down at Song Yun. He looked at him suddenly, and laughed haha. "Oh, remember. You are that little pervert, the little pervert who asked me to prescribe medicine for you all day. Unexpectedly, he grew up and became uglier as he grew up. I couldn't recognize him. Oh, he is really ugly now, he doesn't have spirituality when he was a child."

"Damn, do you have any vision? Men are changing at an early age, and they look better and better. Am I becoming more and more handsome? Forget it, I won't talk to you about this. Old man, I'll ask you for help." Song Yun ran over and smiled with a flattering face, as much as the smile on his face was.

"If you don't help, don't help, whoever you want, I won't help." The old man didn't wait for Song Yun to say his request, and hugged the weasel into the small thatched hut.

Song Yun touched his nose and smiled bitterly at Xiao Qing. "This old man has such a temper, just coax him."

Xiao Qing nodded, but her heart was getting deeper and deeper. It might be a joy to run thousands of miles away.

Song Yun signaled Xiao Qing to stay at the door and crawled into the old man's small broken house. A fishy smell came over, almost fainting. He also came in when he was a child, but it didn't smell so bad. Could it be that the old man hadn't cleaned it for so many years? Damn, this old man is so unscrupulous that he can live here?

The old man was putting the weasel into a tree-woven blue. When Song Yun came in, he glanced at him without even glance, and focused on his work.

Song Yun didn't care about the stimulation of the strange smell in the room to his taste, so he stepped forward and smiled and said to the old man: "Old man, can you do a favor? My friend is sick. I think you can cure it in this world. I can help you. We have been in love for so many years."

"That's your friend, what does it have to do with me? I don't know him," the old man said without looking back.

"Old man, this is wrong. We are friends, right? She is my friend and your friend. Please help me." Song Yun said coquettishly while pulling the old man's greasy clothes.

"I don't know you. Who are you, sir? If there is nothing to do, just leave. I'll have to be busy later."

"Damn, didn't I introduce it just now? Why did you say that you would turn your back on me?"

"How about I turn against you? I just don't know you." The old man suddenly turned around and stared at Song Yun and shouted angrily.

"...Old man, just help me." For Xiao Qing, Song Yun had to endure it.

"Hmph. I suddenly disappeared for so many years. I didn't even say hello. I didn't leave me a few books before leaving. You know I don't even know you. If I don't know you, I don't know you. If I know you, I don't know you. If I know you, I don't know you." The old man started his temper like a child, and his words almost made him laugh.

"Old man, you misunderstood me. I was driven out to travel by my master at that time and I walked too fast. So I couldn't say goodbye to you. But for so many years, you have been here with me. A very important position, I can say very seriously that you occupy a large position." Song Yun patted his chest.

"No matter how much you say without a gift, you won't be able to talk about it." The old man said with a lip.

Song Yun nodded with a smile, groped in his coat, and took out a box and shook it in front of the old man.

"What is this?" the old man asked with his eyes wide open.

"Baby." Song Yun said with a smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Hmph, I only want books. I don't like you ghost things." The old man said disdainfully.

"Hehe. This is exciting than a book." Song Yun said with a weird smile, then opened the packaging box and took out an ipadx that was slightly larger than his palm.

"What?" the old man asked with his eyes fixed on the object.

"Wait." Song Yun pressed the switch button, searched for a while, and after pressing the play button, some interesting movies appeared on the ipadx screen immediately. Song Yun stuffed the headphones into the old man's ears. The sounds of justice in the movie and the scenes of "fighting" back and forth were immediately seen in his ears. The old man's eyes immediately lit up.

"I bought this from a very distant country with huge sums of money and brought it back to you specifically. How could I forget you? How? Do you like it?" Song Yun deliberately said that this item was more expensive, and wanted to win the old man's favor.

"..." The old man

Song Yun then remembered that he had headphones stuffed in his ears. After he pulled them off without hesitation, he said what he had just said again.

The old man nodded with a smile and affable. "I like it, I really like it so much. You guys think I still have me in your heart, it's not bad."

"Just like it. Help cure my friend? You see, I've been so kind to you. After so many years, I'll spend a lot of money to buy this gift for you." Strike while the iron was hot, and Song Yun immediately made his request.

"No help." The old man said firmly.
Chapter completed!