Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Bai Yu gave her an unexpected answer. It was not just words, but a promise to take actual action.

He is serious...

Huang Qiyun saw an unprecedented bright color in his eyes, and in the reflection of the bright gaze, she saw herself.

This may be the first time in my life.

It is also the first time in the true sense.

She was clearly aware of the fact that she was liked by others.

That is different from trust, flattery, and kindness. It is a one-sided kindness, liking, admiration, and concern...

No matter how much she belittles herself, the man in front of her will never look down on her.

Honey, that's love.

Good things are happening.

The words that had been repeated so many times before became the final word this time... The sound waves echoed.

Then Huang Qiyun ran away.

After breaking free, he ran away, returned to the room as if escaping, closed the door, squatted behind the door with his ears covered, and sat silently like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.

Escape is shameful but useful.

Fortunately, Bai Yu didn't catch up with her, so she had enough time to cool down her overheated brain.

When she calmed down, she opened her eyes, touched her lips up and down lightly, and said the name with the tip of her tongue as if breathing.

"White elm..."

"So, this is your real name."

Chapter 896 Blood-stained Clothes Hanging High

Because Huang Qiyun was too shy, Bai Yu was directly locked outside the door.

Even at night, he couldn't go back.

They could only find the leader of the gang, and the two continued drinking and toasting each other... In the middle, Jin Fugui also came, and the three of them began to chat, talking about everything under the sun.

"Brother Bai, you are really knowledgeable. Have you really been to Rome in the West?"

"Yes, I have been there."

"What's your impression?"

"Of course it's not as good as Daxia." Bai Yu shook his head: "Except for the capital, the other towns can only be described as dirty and messy..."

"How to say?"

"Men and women there are used to wearing high heels, raising their heels higher. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Jin Fugui asked curiously, "Is it because Westerners are short?"

"No, it's because there's shit on the ground." Bai Yu squinted: "And it's all over the ground."

The gun master paused, looked at the sausage in his hand, thought for a moment and put it down: "Why are you talking about this? Let's drink... I think the West is just a barbarian land, how can it be as vast and rich as China?"

In short, let's first despise the barbarians outside. Since ancient times, the countries on the land of China have never encountered powerful challengers except internal friction. This is also a traditional skill.

"By the way, Mr. Wu, aren't you going to pick someone up?" Jin Fugui said, "The Medical Saint may have already cured him."

"Finish this glass of wine and then I'll leave." The Wu family spear leader was about to stand up, but then he squatted down again. He covered his forehead and said, "Ouch, this wine... It's a bit intoxicating."

"You are a martial arts champion who has been canonized as a saint, and you are already drunk?" Bai Yu kicked his calf: "Are you pretending?"

But the gun master was already a little confused at this time, it really didn't seem like a fake.

Jin Fugui stroked the whiskers under his nose and said, "It is said in the martial arts world that the leader of the gun is addicted to alcohol. When he was young, he swallowed a wine worm alive. Since then, he gets drunk easily whenever he drinks. It seems that this is true. I'll ask my wife to make a bowl of sobering soup... If Brother Bai has nothing to do, maybe you can consider bringing him back?"

Bai Yu looked at the gun leader and nodded: "He looks like he needs to sleep all night. I might as well go pick someone up."

When he left the room, he attached a hidden camera behind the door to determine the specific situation in the room.

……

In front of the Medical Saint's residence in the attic, Bai Yu heard the sound of a bell as soon as he walked to the door.

Then a small boat floated out from the lotus pond, with one person sitting at the bow and one person standing at the stern.

Hou Molan sat at the bow and sprinkled bait. A redtail was rolling in the pond. She glanced at Bai Yu and said, "No registration today."

"I'm here to pick someone up." Bai Yu replied, "Has the Wu family's girl not been cured yet?"

"Once I'm cured, my father will naturally call me over." When Hou Molan spoke, the small boat had already docked at the shore.

Bai Yu looked at the figure rowing at the stern and asked, "I thought there were no servants in the villa."

"That's not a servant." Hou Molan said calmly: "That's a mechanical puppet."

"Puppet?" Bai Yu stared at the raincoat for a few seconds, spreading his soul perception, and asked curiously: "But why does the puppet have the breath of a living person?"

Hou Molan walked to the shore, threw the bag of bait in his hand onto the boat, and said calmly, "There are all kinds of people in the martial arts world. This puppet was made by the Gongshu family, a master of mechanical devices. At the beginning, the head of the Gongshu family fell ill and asked my father to treat him and save his life. This puppet was one of the gifts he left behind as a token of gratitude after he was cured."

"With it, there's no need to worry about the safety of me or my father."

"So, this puppet can be canonized?" Bai Yu raised his eyebrows. What kind of black technology is this? Is Gongshu's mechanism so domineering? Why has no one ever heard of it in later generations?

"I don't know much about it. No one knows the core secrets of these mechanical devices." Hou Molan said calmly: "As a doctor, I naturally can't take it apart to study it. You'd better not have any bad thoughts. It only obeys the orders of my father and me."

Bai Yu spread his hands and said insincerely, "I dare not."

The two soon ran out of topics to talk about.

Bai Yu asked several questions in succession, such as 'what is the origin of the blood poison', 'why does the medical saint refuse to see guests', etc. ... but without exception Hou Molan evaded the question or simply pretended not to hear.

She stood in the middle of the road, as if waiting for the end of the treatment, as cold as an emotionless robot.

Bai Yu, a person as bad as him, couldn't find any topic to talk about and could only stand aside and enjoy the cold wind.

At this time, Hou Molan suddenly asked a question, raising a question he had never thought about.

"Do you think the Medical Saint can cure all diseases?"

"Maybe, perhaps...not possible?" Bai Yu replied.

“But everyone who comes to Baicao Villa with hope believes that they can be cured.” Hou Molan looked at the entrance of the villa. “I have seen too many people like them. They put their last glimmer of hope and bet on this place. They spend a fortune to get a chance to see the doctor, but they never thought about what they would do if even their fathers are helpless.”

"Most people can't accept it, right? They deny, reject, and then get angry." Bai Yu said and then asked: "Is this the reason why the Medical Saint doesn't want to see people?"

"This is one of the reasons." Hou Molan narrated calmly: "My father once made a great wish to cure all diseases in the world. He was so proud and talented that he would never admit that there were diseases in the world that he could not cure. The more people he met, the more patients he saw, and the greater the pressure he was under. Whether it was the expectations from patients and their relatives, or the confidence in his own abilities or even arrogance, these would become poison once they encountered setbacks."

She started to talk a lot, but not too much. Those were the feelings that came from seeing things with one's own eyes.

"Don't be curious about your father's true appearance, and don't ask too many questions. Curiosity will not do you any good... And you should be thankful that your illness can be cured. It's better than those who are kept in the dark."

The hidden meaning of this sentence...is that someone is kept in the dark. Who could it be?

Bai Yu wanted to ask more, but Hou Molan was no longer willing to say more.

At this time, the bell rang, and she said calmly: "Father called me, the patient should be fine, you can take her back later, I won't see her off."

"Can I ask you one last, more personal question?" Bai Yu folded his arms and asked the figure from behind.

Hou Molan stopped and didn't look back: "You can ask, but I also have the right not to answer."

Bai Yu said, "I can tell you don't like your current life very much. Do you plan to leave, or just close the door and refuse visitors?"

"My father and I are doctors." Hou Molan said without turning his head, "And this world needs a medical saint who is admired by everyone."

She walked into the mansion.

After about a moment, a frail girl came out. She had changed her clothes and looked very thin. She was a little shy, and when she saw it was Bai Yu, she didn't dare to approach.

"Your name is Wu Susu, right? Wu Qiangkui is drunk." Bai Yu explained, "Let me take you back."

Wu Susu pursed her lips and gestured several times with her fingers.

Bai Yu looked at the white cloth wrapped around the man's neck and asked, "You can't speak?"

Wu Susu nodded, pointed to her throat, and then shook her head.

There was a wound on his neck, so he couldn't speak.

Bai Yu nodded, turned around and asked, "Do you want to catch up by yourself, or do you need me to carry you?"

Wu Susu followed immediately.

When he led Wu Susu back to the villa, he happened to meet Wu Qiangui who had just sobered up. He was waving the Shuohan spear and reeking of alcohol. When he saw Wu Susu, he immediately ran over and checked on her.

Hold the girl's wrist and input true energy.

The spear master said with a delighted look on his face: "It's all right, it's really all right, it's only been a day! You are worthy of being the medical saint, you can even cure such a tricky blood poison!"

"Congratulations to Wu Qiangkui." Jin Fugui immediately offered his compliments, and then said, "But she has just recovered from a long illness, so it's better to send her back home to have a good rest."

Wu Qiangkui nodded immediately, turned to Wu Susu, and said slowly: "Go back to your room and have a good sleep. Your uncle will take you home tomorrow."

Wu Susu nodded immediately and walked towards the room with her back to the crowd.

Bai Yu looked at the girl's back and said with some regret, "It's a pity that she can't speak. Why don't you let the Medical Saint heal her throat?"

Wu Qiangkui was in a good mood and replied casually, "There's nothing wrong with the child's throat... Her neck was cut and scratched during the bloody clothes case, so the wound was left and covered with white gauze. The blood poison broke out a few days ago and the wound split open."

"Then why can't she speak?"

"She can't hear." The Gun Master pointed to her ear and said, "She was born with a defect."

Bai Yu glanced sideways, his expression becoming serious.

"That's not right. Didn't you just talk to her?" Jin Fugui asked in confusion.

"Susu is a lip-reader. She can understand about 70% of what we say to her face." Wu Qiangkui pointed at his face and said, "That's why I spoke so slowly on purpose just now."

"I see." Jin Fugui no longer dwelled on this topic.

None of the three mentioned the matter any further.

The gun leader was in a good mood and invited a few people to continue drinking.

Jin Fugui asked his concubine to prepare some snacks to go with the wine.

"Master, we are running out of food."

"Then make two less dishes, and go get some ingredients from the cellar tomorrow."

I drank for more than half an hour.

The news that Wu Susu had cured her blood poison quickly spread.

Tonight, most people in Baicao Villa appeared to be very happy.

Even Yang Diaosi came to take a look, and after confirming that Wu Susu was indeed no different from an ordinary person, he hurried to report to the Ninth Princess.

So everyone slept soundly tonight.

……

That night, in the guest room.

Neither of the twins fell asleep.

One of them took out a candle from his arms, placed it on the candlestick and quietly lit it. The next moment, the two figures immediately disappeared from the spot.

To be precise, it was not disappearance but concealment, as if an invisible cloak covered the two of them, hiding all traces of their existence.

"We have already cured one patient. Tomorrow it will be our turn. I don't want the Medical Saint to find out anything... We have to speed up the process."

"We already dug up a lot yesterday, so we should be able to find it today."

"We must keep the noise down. There are saints all around us. We must not let the other party notice us."

"Okay, do you lack confidence in yourself or in your buddies? Let's get going!"

……

In the guest room.

Bai Yu was finally let in. As soon as he entered the guest room, he saw Huang Qiyun with a proud look on his face.

She probably had a good script in mind and made some mental preparations.

But just before he opened his mouth, he heard Bai Yu let out a light exclamation.