"Why did you hang my legs up? Hey, and who are you?" Yan Zhuo'er looked at the old man in confusion, and then saw his own legs, which still hurt.
"You don't care who I am, just lie down. Your leg is broken. If you don't hang it up for treatment, why should you bend it for treatment? If you move around again, don't blame me for not warning you in advance. It's not me who can't heal your leg."
Do you understand that your medical skills are not good but you are not cooperating?" The old man glared at Yan Zhui'er and carefully looked at the leg bag he had pulled up.
Although the leg was not his, it was what he needed to cure. If it couldn't be cured, wouldn't his whole life of wisdom be ruined by her? Think about it... Well, how could he be an errand in the underworld?
Come to the human world?...(It turns out to be a ghost doctor!)
"What, my leg is broken, but I still feel it hurts."
"Of course it will hurt if it's broken. It's really stupid. If you don't want to lose your legs, just stay still and don't move."[
"But... can it be cured?" She is still more concerned about this. She will gradually know who he is in the future, but the biggest problem is still her legs.
"Yes, there's no injury that I can't heal." The old man glared at Yan Zhuo'er, seemingly a little angry that she couldn't trust his medical skills.
"How long will it take to get better?"
"You won't have to get up in a year and a half, just lie down."
"What, what did you say...ah!"
pain!
A year and a half? That was more painful than killing her, and she seemed to have met a weirdo.
Sad.
Amen, Buddha, Jesus, God, who will save her!
Woo hoo... You deserve it, why should you suffer...
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One year later:
She originally thought that the weird doctor was just bluffing her.
It was said that it would take a year and a half to treat her leg. At that time, she was just shocked and didn't take it seriously.
However, a month has passed, and her legs are still hanging, and the medicine has been changed one layer after another.