The torrential rain washed the earth like crazy, as if it was going to wash away all the
darkness.However, what was dark was not the world, but the human heart.
Everyone's attention was focused on Xu Nan.Watching Xu Nan perform acupuncture was a kind of
enjoyment.
The feeling of flowing water came from Xu Nan's absolute confidence in his medical skills and his
extreme control.This was also the reason why he dared to fight with king of hell.
As Xu Nan cast the Ghost Needle, the old woman's breathing gradually stabilized.
After putting away the needle, Xu Nan picked up the old woman and lowered his head to ask, "Anan,
where is your home?"
"Over there."
Anan pointed at a broken wooden door.
Xu Nan carried the old woman and walked quickly.
Before they entered the room, a musty smell assailed their nostrils.
The room was dim and there were lights, but the power was obviously cut off.
There were some places on the top that were leaking water, and the rain constantly dripped into the
bowl that was receiving water, making a pattering sound.
Xu Nan placed the old woman on the bed in the corner, and only then did he have the time to look at
her.
It was a very dilapidated house.
There was a bed, and the bed covers were patched one after another, but they were very clean and
neatly folded, like tofu blocks.
There was a lacquered wardrobe, a wooden table with the same paint, and two wooden chairs.
Beside the broken wooden door, there was a clay stove piled up with bricks, and on the other end was
a table made of broken tiles and wooden strips.
There were clean bowls and chopsticks on it, and some unfinished leftovers.
In the other corner, there were many mineral water bottles, cans, scrap metal, and so on.
In addition, there was no other furniture, let alone electrical appliances.
This was the most real portrayal of the poor people who lived at the bottom.
What Xu Nan cared about the most was that there were two black-and-white frames hanging on the
wall facing the door.
On the left was a white-haired old man with a face full of wrinkles.
He was wearing a military uniform exclusive to Nanjiang.
His teeth were gone, and he was still grinning happily.
On the right, there was a young man in his thirties who was also grinning, revealing a mouthful of white
teeth.
He was also wearing the military uniform of the Nanjiang, neat and tidy, without wrinkles.
Soldiers of the Nanjiang.
Two loyal soldiers! And their family were left behind to be bullied like this! Xu Nan's hand trembled for
some reason.
He raised his hand and saluted the two black and white photos.
Then, his anger erupted.
"Little Yun."
"Master Nan!"
Cui Yunting's heart suddenly tightened.
This man's tone was clearly very calm, but she had an inexplicable fear.
It was as if she was facing a furious lion.
Xu Nan asked without turning his head, "Can they torture people?"
Cui Yunting was stunned, and then she pursed her lips.
"Yes!"
"Those five people, I want them to live a life worse than death!"
"Don't worry, I will treat them well."
Cui Yunting took a deep breath.
Xu Nan took out his phone and quickly pressed his fingers.
After a while, he turned the phone screen to Cui Yunting.
"Buy these herbs according to the amount."
"Yes."
Cui Yunting took out her phone and took a photo.
Then she sent it out and dialed a number.
She said in a low voice, "Bring the medicine in half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Cui Yunting said respectfully, "Master Nan, it will be here soon.’ Xu Nan
nodded and looked at Anan.
Anan was drenched and her tears were still flowing.
She stood by the bed timidly, her eyes full of unconscious old men.
She sobbed softly and kept shouting, "Grandma, wake up.Anan is scared...Grandma, don't you want
Anan anymore? Wake up...Xu Nan felt his nose sour.He squatted down beside Anan and comforted
her softly, "Anan, don't be afraid.Grandma will be fine.Uncle is a doctor, a very powerful doctor.The
medicine will be delivered later.Uncle will personally boil it.Grandma will get better after eating it."
Anan looked up at Xu Nan.
Her big eyes were full of pure expectation.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true.Uncle won't lie to you.If you don't believe me, let's pinky swear."
Xu Nan said gently and stretched out his big, rough hand.
Anan also stretched out her hand.
Two small thumbs were hooked together.
"Pinky swear, don't change for a hundred years!"
Anan smiled with tears in her eyes.
In her small world, pinky swear was the most sacred agreement.
Cui Yunting watched quietly, the curiosity in her eyes growing.
This man who was full of iron and blood in his words actually had such a gentle side to him? Xu Nan
looked at Anan gently, but what appeared in front of him was another face, a tear-stained face.
Qin Feiyue...They really looked alike! Unfortunately...
"Achoo!"
Anan sneezed and Xu Nan came back to his senses.
He shouted, "Little Yun, you are also in the rain.Take Anan and leave first."
"Okay." Cui Yunting nodded.
"I wont leave." Anan was unhappy and shook her head stubbornly.
"I want to wait for Grandma to wake up."
Xu Nan said, "Grandma will wake up, but you will catch a cold if you don't change your clothes because
of the rain.If you fall ill, how can you take care of Grandma?"
Anan still shook her head and pointed to the wall next to her.
"Anan has clothes at home." Xu Nan raised his eyebrows.
He thought that Anan and the old woman depended on each other and should live together.
Cui Yunting had already taken the initiative to go out and go next door.
The door of the next room was also broken.
She strode in and saw that the room was full of photos of Anan.There were clothes of young women
and clothes of Anan in the wardrobe.
Cui Yunting quickly returned, but she did not say anything.She just nodded at Xu Nan.
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