The president is cold during the day and wants a baby at night

After hearing Li Ting's words, the silver-haired old man raised his face and gave him a look.

With just one glance, he managed to capture the hatred and anger in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Young man, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. You can reason with those who can understand the truth.

For those wicked people, God will punish them.

You should change your mind to think about the problem.Violence cannot be countered with violence.

You know, when is the time for retribution.

The simple thing is, you and the little girl have nothing to do.

This shows that you two have deep roots. "

"I don't give a damn what they do to me. It's just that they shouldn't touch her."

As Li Ting said, he turned his eyes to the woman on the wooden bed on the right.

Following Li Ting's gaze, the silver-haired old man shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"You care about her so much, why don't you express your heart to her."

"Show your heart!" Li Ting smiled bitterly.

"She's my friend's wife."

Maybe it was because he felt that the silver-haired old man was very approachable, or because he was a stranger, Li Ting blurted out without thinking too much.

Obviously, the silver-haired old man was slightly startled after hearing his words.

Li Ting seemed to see the old man's doubts.He also said, "This accident was caused by my sister. Let them get into trouble with villains.

Uncle, do you have a phone here? "

The silver-haired old man shook his head, "I don't have a cell phone or phone.

Even if there is a mobile phone here, it is impossible to receive the signal. "

"Old man, why do you live at the bottom of the cliff? Are there other residents here besides you?"

While speaking, the silver-haired old man had already washed both of his feet.

He admired the young man in front of him. The soles of his feet were torn by weeds, and he couldn't see a piece of intact skin. Not only did he not cry out for pain, he didn't even frown.

"Young man, bear with me, this medicine will hurt when I rub it on."

The corner of Li Ting's mouth twitched, "It's okay, old man, I can hold back."

"Well, then I'll take the medicine." The silver-haired old man poured a bottle of medicine into a glass container, picked up a large piece of cotton with tweezers, and dipped some medicine on it.After the brown-red potion was evenly applied on the rotten flesh, the silver-haired old man glanced at the man with a dazed expression.

This potion was developed by him.A lot of Chinese herbs are added in it.Among them is a medicinal material, which is particularly good for restoring rotten skin.It is especially painful when it sticks to rotting flesh or wounds.

Before, when he went to collect herbs in the mountains, because it had just rained and the mountain road was slippery, he accidentally fell down.His right calf was cut by a tree branch.He applied this potion when he came back.

As soon as the potion was applied, a piercing pain instantly spread throughout the body.

In addition to my own personal experience, there are quite a few patients who reported that the potion was too painful after application.Most people can't stand that kind of heart-wrenching pain.

But, right now, does this young man have no painful nerves?

The potion had already covered the soles of his feet, but he didn't react at all.

After applying the potion, the silver-haired old man took another look at Li Ting who was still staring at the woman on the bed.

This guy, is it really not in pain, or has he shifted his attention to a certain place!
The silver-haired old man didn't know. He got up and said softly, "Tonight, you don't need to bandage your foot. I will bandage it after I give you another medicine tomorrow."

The silver-haired old man finished his sentence, packed the medicine box and put it on the cabinet.

"Boy, you're going down to the ground and wearing these slippers. They're new."

The silver-haired person put a pair of dark blue cotton slippers under his feet.

Li Ting smiled and said, "Thank you, old man. I'm bothering you tonight. I'm sorry to occupy your bed because of our arrival."

The silver-haired old man didn't feel anything.With a straight body, he came to the kitchen stove, stopped and stuffed the wood next to the stove into the stove pit, took out the lighter from his pants pocket, picked up the withered grass on the side, stuffed it in, and lit it.

The silver-haired old man started the fire very skillfully. Seeing that the fire was burning hot, he got up and said while putting a ladle of water into the pot.

"Haha, young man, don't be a stranger. I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I often go to the mountains to collect medicinal materials, and sometimes I can come back before dark.

Sometimes, if you can't make it back in time, you will spend the night in the mountains.

Therefore, whether I sleep on this bed or not, it will not affect my sleep.

It's you, with a wound on your foot.My bed is not too small. After a while I finish cooking the ginger soup, and then I will serve you a bowl of noodles. After eating, you should also go to bed and rest. "

Hearing about going to bed, Li Ting was embarrassed.

"Old man, I'll just stay here for one night."

The silver-haired old man smiled and put the shredded ginger into the steaming pot, stirring it constantly with a copper spoon.

"Young man, do you have distracting thoughts in your mind?"

"Miscellaneous thoughts?" Li Ting was puzzled by the old man Ni Xiang.

"What are you afraid of if you don't have distracting thoughts? I still have a quilt in the closet. After drinking the ginger soup, I go to bed and go to sleep.

Young people, don't think that it doesn't matter if you are physically strong and a little injured.

You must know that many diseases are caused from the feet.

Your foot injury cannot be ignored. I have practiced medicine for many years, so you just listen to my old man's advice and go to bed to rest after eating.Otherwise, you will be the one who will fall tomorrow.

If you have a good spirit, you can go up the mountain tomorrow.

Walking three kilometers along the mountain road from me, there is a village.

The village is not too big, but there are private cars that can take you up the mountain.Might be a big mouth from you Leo.

But it's better than walking up the mountain.Besides, you can't walk too much with this foot injury. "

The silver-haired old man said and put a bowl of steaming ginger soup in front of her eyes.

"Drink it while it's hot, and go to the cold."

Li Ting picked up the ginger soup bowl in one hand, and thanked the silver-haired old man again.

The silver-haired old man put another bowl of ginger soup on the table, "After you finish drinking it, feed it to her. I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

"Old man, I'm not hungry yet, you will be in trouble."

"Don't be polite to me. If you don't want to bother me, just listen to me. After drinking ginger soup and eating noodles, go to bed and recover from your injuries, so that you can go up the mountain with energy tomorrow."

Li Ting sipped the ginger soup in the bowl, and suddenly thought of something.

The old man in front of him had silver hair and a tall and straight body, exuding a faint smell of herbs.

He also said that he has practiced medicine for many years...could it be...

Li Ting's heart jumped for joy.

"Old man, you are the silver-haired medical saint that everyone says, right?" Li Ting looked at the silver-haired old man with eyes full of anticipation.

The silver-haired old man put the noodles into the boiling water and stirred them skillfully with chopsticks.

"I don't dare to be a silver-haired medical saint. I'm just a folk doctor who has practiced medicine for many years."

The silver-haired old man did not admit that he was a medical saint, but Li Ting always felt that he was very similar to the silver-haired medical saint described by Yan Zichen.

"Old man, it's like this. My friend's grandma has a second case of lung cancer, and her condition is very serious.

My friend was brought up by his grandmother since he was a child, and he has a particularly deep affection for her.

Although he is wealthy, he has searched all over the world for great doctors, but none of them can do anything about Grandma Ouyang's condition.

My friend came to Dongling County this time to find this silver-haired medical saint.

Old man, if you are really the silver-haired medical saint, can you go out of the mountain to rescue Grandma Ouyang. "

A country as rich as an enemy... There is no one who dares to call a country as rich as an enemy except Yan.

So, this grandma Ouyang is...

"You said it was the old lady of the Yan family who was sick?"

Li Ting nodded, "Yes, it's the old lady of the Yan family, Ouyang Danfeng."

Ouyang... Shan Feng!