The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 303
Qilan thanked him politely on the spot, and then lightly arranged the clothes on his body before going under the bamboo curtain.

He carefully pushed open the low bamboo curtain with one hand, and glanced inside with some trepidation.

Although only a brief glance, his gaze met a pair of eyes hidden under two long white eyebrows.

Those eyes were nothing like the eyes of an old man.

Not only is it very spiritual, but it is also particularly deep, as hard to see the bottom as an ancient pool, full of an inner power.

The old man looked like he was about 70 years old, with a peaceful face and bright eyes.Although he was lying on his side on a cushion, he could still see that he had a very strong body, and there was a row of yellowed books spread out on the floor.

"Young man, what is your business?"

"In a little while it's time for me to go to bed."

"If it's not in a hurry, we can talk about it in the morning."

The old man's tone was calm but exuded an irresistible majesty, it was hard for the listeners not to be in awe.

Qilan is no exception.After all, it was my own recklessness that affected the rest of the old man, and it was indeed a little rude.

I typed the draft many times in my heart and even forgot it in a moment of excitement, so I had to beg timidly:
"Hello, old sir."

"I'm here for my family, and I want to ask you to help detoxify."

"When you are free tomorrow, the junior will come again."

The old man's lowered eyelids moved, and thoughtfully twirled his shoulder-length beard that was trimmed very smoothly.

"How did you know that I can detoxify?"

"There are only two situations for people who come here to look for me in the middle of the night."

"One is because someone secretly told the route, and the other is because of a coincidence when there is nowhere to go."

"The first one, I may not accept it."

"The second one, I will definitely accept it."

"Excuse me, which one are you?"

Qilan listened to the old man's eloquence, and thought: Qijiang and Xiaojin are definitely in the second situation.They were in the eyes of the elderly, so they were rescued.

And I am obviously more inclined to the first situation, and I only found it after listening to my second brother and the church veteran.It is not certain whether the elderly will accept it or not.

So, should I tell a lie in order to get the old man to help?
Whether it is past life or present life, he is not good at lying.

Even if it is a harmless white lie, it is more embarrassing than forcing a rooster to lay an egg.

Qilan closed his eyes in hesitation, and saw Lin Mi's expectant expression when he sent him out, beautiful but helpless, very pitiful.

She definitely couldn't sleep right now, and she was still hoping that he would invite a doctor to treat her father soon.

Thinking of this, I have to gamble my luck anyway.

"I think. Maybe."

Before he could say the three most crucial words, the girl had already stood beside him at some point, and quickly answered for him:

"Grandpa, I think he is the second type."

"You have always taught me not to do something small, so let's help with that."

Qilan turned her head and saw that the little girl was looking at the old man half-actingly with her dark and clear eyes, and she was already acting for him.

Seeing his granddaughter pleading for mercy for a strange boy, the old man was inevitably displeased, which naturally showed in his tone.

"Bai Zhi, you go back first, it's not good to run around a daughter's house in the middle of the night."

Unexpectedly, this girl named Bai Zhi not only refused to leave, but even got into a rivalry with her grandfather:
"Grandpa, my brother called me to practice martial arts in the yard tonight, didn't he sleep too?"

"You drove me back and ignored him, patriarchy is too obvious!"

Hearing his granddaughter's rebuttal, the old man couldn't continue talking in front of strangers, so he acquiesced.

Bai Zhi leaned close to the old man's ear and whispered a few more words, and the old man's expression became much more pleasant.

"Young man, I'll make an exception today and help you with this."

"Baizhi, get him a pen and paper from the table and write down the patient's condition."

"Obvious symptoms and the duration of poisoning must be written clearly."

The girl immediately brought a pen and paper to Qilan, and he also roughly wrote down the situation of Lin Mi's father.

"The patient is in his early forties. Ten days ago, he took an unknown poison from drinks and food. He fainted and was sent to the hospital. It is difficult for Western medicine to find out the cause."

"The body is usually strong, but after being poisoned, there has been internal friction. It is not obvious when resting. Recently, after chopping wood hard, he suddenly coughed and vomited blood."

The old man took the paper he wrote, carefully read it several times, and said with a smile: "This poison is chronic, and there is no rush to kill it. First take a bottle of antidote and try it."

After that, he got up from the mat, walked steadily to a row of rosewood cabinets behind him, and opened one of them.

Qilan saw him flick through dozens of small drawers inside the cabinet, and found a small black porcelain bottle from one of them, with a wooden stopper sealed with wax on the bottle mouth.

"I've been a little ill these days, and I don't like to travel far."

"You can take this bottle of elixir to the patients for free tonight. It can cure the five poisons of centipedes, poisonous snakes, scorpions, geckos and toads. Ordinary wood turtles, oleanders and arsenic poisons are also no problem."

"After taking it, if it is relieved or if there is no improvement, you can come back, try to choose the daytime."

Qilan took the porcelain bottle with both hands, put it in his pocket, and kowtowed gratefully to the old man.

"Thank you, old sir!"

"My family and I will come to the door some other day to thank you!"

He handed the wallet to Bai Zhi again, "Thank you girl, although it's not much, it's also my heart."

Bai Zhi feigned disgust and raised her hand to knock down his wallet: "Oh my god, if I had known you were so polite, I wouldn't have bothered to talk to you!"

Qilan was about to rush back, but suddenly remembered something, and her footsteps stopped.

"Old sir, this junior is grateful for your generosity of medicine, but there is one more thing I would like to ask you about."

"When I came over from the church tonight, I met an old man wearing a white cloak who was walking around at night. He told me that a couple of men and women came to the hospital through the back door to seek medical treatment the previous night."

The old man's face changed drastically after hearing this, and he slapped the table heavily.

"shut up!"

"I kindly gave you the elixir, but you don't know what is good or bad, so you make an inch!"

At this time, there was another sound outside the door, and the young man who had tied Qilan strode in with a sword.

"Grandpa, Bai Zhi was coaxed by this kid tonight. Seeing his good skin, she believed in lies and lured wolves into the house."

"Get the medicine, don't get out yet, I think you clearly want to steal something!"

"Brother, you talk nonsense!" Bai Zhi blushed angrily after hearing this, "Don't slander the guests I brought!"

However, without allowing Qilan to defend himself, a gleaming sword unceremoniously slashed at him.

He rolled down instinctively, and the sword slashed straight at the bamboo curtain behind him, cutting off a piece of the exquisite bamboo curtain.

The old man sat down, took a pot of tea from the table and poured himself a drink, as if he was watching a play, allowing his grandson to bully Qilan.

But Qilan's kung fu was far beyond their expectations.No matter which direction the sword came from, it couldn't cut him, not to mention how fast every move to save his life was.

(End of this chapter)