Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan burned the "Pheasant" translated version of the Three Kingdoms in the hut, but found a trace of hidden information in the male and female book, followed the clues, and finally found what Huang Jingming left...
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Ma Xiaoquan smiled and put the oilcloth bag on the table and said to Huang Zhenyi: "Come on, open it!"
"Me?" Huang Zhenyi didn't believe it.
"Of course it's you. You are Huang Jingming's daughter. You have the right to be the first to open the things left by your father. Of course, you have to listen to me about what is in it and what I need!"
Huang Zhenyi nodded, stepped forward and touched the oilcloth with both hands a few times, and then carefully untied the oilcloth bag.
There were many scattered pieces of paper in the bag, written in English that Huang Zhenyi still couldn't understand, as well as several modern tools.
Ma Xiaoquan picked up a screwdriver and looked at it carefully.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan saw some clues and said to himself, "It's interesting. It turns out that this thing is a tool to modify the solar recorder, haha..."
After putting down the screwdriver, Ma Xiaoquan picked up the pliers and squeezed them a few times. After making sure that the pliers were good, he put them down again.
"What is this?" Huang Zhenyi stood next to Ma Xiaoquan and picked up something wrapped in brown paper from the oilcloth bag.
"This is..." Ma Xiaoquan took the brown paper bag from Huang Zhenyi, opened it, looked at it, and said, "Well, it's the letter your father left for me."
"My father? Left it to you?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "And yours too!"
"Mine? Where, show me!" Although he said this, Huang Zhenyi snatched the letter from Ma Xiaoquan's hand without any politeness. Unfortunately, when he opened the letter and took a look, he found the text of the letter.
It’s still English that Huang Zhenyi can’t understand.
"I'll give it to you." Huang Zhenyi reluctantly returned the letter to Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan took the letter with a smile. He first read the envelope that Huang Jingming left for his daughter Huang Zhenyi, and his eyebrows moved involuntarily.
"What's wrong?" Huang Zhenyi saw Ma Xiaoquan's raising of eyebrows and couldn't help asking curiously.
Ma Xiaoquan frowned and said, "Miss Huang, do you know why your father made you eat certain foods or medicinal materials since you were a child?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhenyi gritted her teeth and said, "I hate him. Those things must be the cause of my poor health."
"You are wrong!" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said, "A tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. You have always misunderstood your father."
"What?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook the letter in his hand and said, "I'd better tell you the truth... Well, have you had a strange disease of vomiting blood since you were a child?"
Huang Zhenyi nodded: "You have seen this before, yes!"
"Do you know what's wrong with you?"
Huang Zhenyi shook her head.
"Your disease, in my... er, my and your father's time, was called sepsis."
"septicemia?"
Ma Xiaoquan replied: "To be precise, it is a type of sepsis. Well, there is no way to treat your disease. Well, I mean there was no way to treat it in my time."
When he said this, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but think about the medical system in the underground world.
Mingfa seems to have said that the medical equipment system in the underground world is nearly 10 years ahead of the above-ground world. In this case, the underground world may be able to cure such diseases.
Huang Zhenyi said that Huang Jingming died in the sixth year of Jian'an. If so, he should know how to treat this disease.
"Are you still eating the food your father prepared for you?"
Huang Zhenyi shook her head: "I haven't eaten since my father died."
Ma Xiaoquan felt a little regretful and said: "Your father has been treating you since you were a child, so you misunderstood your father."
Huang Zhenyi didn't believe it and asked: "Then why did my daughter look like that when she was born?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said, "There's no problem with that. Well, it's hard to explain. To be precise, your father made some modifications to your body in order to cure your disease. Of course, this will affect your daughter...
....”
"Reform?" Huang Zhenyi looked at Ma Xiaoquan in confusion.
Ma Xiaoquan was also a little helpless. Huang Jingming was a mold engineering modification engineer. Ma Xiaoquan always thought that he could only modify equipment and instruments. Unexpectedly, Huang Jingming was also involved in human body modification.
"To put it simply, you are not an ordinary person now."
"How do you say this?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment and said: "When your daughter's eyes are blood red, anyone who sees her eyes will be poisoned and then corroded to death, but...you don't. Don't you deny this?"
Huang Zhenyi nodded.
"So, to put it simply, you are immune to your daughter's poison. Well, of course, the reason why I am also immune is that I am immune to all poisons."
Huang Zhenyi thought for a moment and asked, "Then my daughter...isn't she an ordinary person?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Yes, hey! It's a pity that such a cute little girl will have to bear such pain in the future."
Huang Zhenyi bit her lower lip and suddenly knelt down in front of Ma Xiaojian with a thud: "I beg you, save my daughter, please!"
Ma Xiaoquan was a little frightened and pulled Huang Zhenyi up: "What are you doing?"
"You can, you can definitely save my daughter!"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "How could I? I don't know medical skills!"
"No! You and my father are from the same place. There must be very powerful medical skills there, capable of treating my daughter."
Huang Zhenyi looked at Ma Xiaoquan with a very firm expression, and Ma Xiaoquan felt a little guilty.
At this moment, Yuan, who had been ignoring Ma Xiaoquan, suddenly sent a message to him: "Ma Xiaoquan, promise her."
Ma Xiaoquan responded: "Why, you also know. Even if I can save her daughter, I can't bring her into the space-time mezzanine, so that the child will instantly turn into dust."
"I know, I didn't ask you to take the child back. What I mean is, can you treat her?"
"Me? I don't know any advanced medical skills. How can I treat that child?"
"You can use your green spirit fire to refine that girl's body."
"No, you, although I have mastered the Green Spirit Fire to the full level, I can't use it casually. If there is a slight mistake, the little girl will die."
Yuan disagreed: "I know, but the historical origin conveys the meaning, you must do this!"
"Historical origin, historical origin again!" Ma Xiaoquan felt a little angry, but there was nothing he could do about it. Historical origin was a big shot, and he, Ma Xiaoquan, was just a little shrimp.
"Okay then!" Ma Xiaoquan agreed.
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Seeing Ma Xiaoquan in a daze, Huang Zhenyi thought he disagreed, so she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
Ma Xiaoquan came back to his senses and saw Huang Zhenyi kneeling on the ground again, and said helplessly: "Okay, I promise you, but I will say something ugly earlier. If it can't be cured, or your daughter dies, don't blame me.
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Huang Zhenyi nodded, stood up and said: "As long as there is a little hope, I will not give up easily. Thank you, Ma Xiaoquan."
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and unfolded the letter Huang Jingming left for him.
"Uh" Ma Xiaoquan was a little surprised when he saw the content in the letter.
Huang Zhenyi was very smart. She knew that what happened next had nothing to do with her, so she quietly exited the room.
Ma Xiaoquan took a breath, spread the letter on the table, and smiled bitterly.
"Huang Jingming, Huang Jingming..." Ma Xiaoquan said to himself, "Until now, I, Ma Xiaoquan, finally...have to admit that you are the best person among the Extreme Soldiers, but
...Why do you want to go against the original meaning of history?”
Ma Xiaoquan picked up the letter, concentrated a little, and burned the letter in his hand to ashes.
Outside the door, Huang Zhenyi stood quietly and motionless. At this moment...she was very excited and very sad.
Only today did Huang Zhenyi understand her father's good intentions, but her former self always hated him.
With a "crunch", Ma Xiaoquan opened the door and walked out. When he saw Huang Zhenyi, he patted her shoulder.
"Uh, you're coming out."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Okay, let's go and find the children."
Huang Zhenyi hummed.
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The two came to Grandpa Liu's house. Grandpa Liu had already prepared a meal for them. Together with the two children, there were five people in total. The meal was a happy one.
"Xiao Zhen, you were not here a few days ago, but you went to find this person?"
Huang Zhenyi nodded.
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Grandpa Liu, do you know me?"
Grandpa Liu nodded and said: "Haha, Xiaozhen is the daughter of the head of our village. We all know her. The village head is very nice. It's a pity that Jian'an left six years ago. Xiaozhen is also a good child. My old Liu Tou has watched this child since he was a child.
The grown ones, um, and the little girl, she’s grown up too, hey.”
Grandpa Liu's words made Huang Zhenyi's nose sore: "Grandpa Liu, my father..."
Grandpa Liu waved his rough hand: "Needless to say, your father is a good man. I know a little about what happened between you and your daughter in the past. It's all in the past, so just let it go."
Huang Zhenyi hummed, but tears had already filled her eyes.
Grandpa Liu looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said, "It's you, well, I have something to give you!"
