Sun Chunhuai's eyelids jumped subconsciously when he thought of him taking away Huzi quietly last night.
This is not a heaven-defying ability that ordinary people can possess. It is clearly "some kind of magic".
Furthermore, he could see Huzi's injuries more clearly than anyone else, and there was no possibility of saving him.
This morning, as he did not believe in evil, he went for a walk near Wang Changhou's house.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.
Huzi was "practising his sword" in the yard, and he was so powerful that he acted like a tiger.
At that moment, Sun Chunhuai felt complicated and filled with emotions.
While shocked, he was also happy for Hu Zi.
The ancestors of Lao Wang's family have accumulated so much virtue that they can help future generations avoid today's disaster.
"Lao Huai, when will my Xiangzi wake up? Does it matter?"
Boss Guo's daughter-in-law Zheng Hongcui asked with tears in her eyes: "And Xinkui, will he be able to stand up in the future?"
Sun Chunhuai sat by the bed and packed the medicine box, and said straight to the point: "Guo Xiang can't die. He will lie down for a year and a half at most."
"But to be on the safe side, I recommend sending him to a hospital in a big city for a look."
"There is congestion remaining in his lungs. My level is limited and I may not be able to help him drain it all."
"As for Xinkui..."
Sun Chunhuai showed sympathy and said: "Unless a god descends to earth, no one can cure him."
Zheng Hongcui's legs were weak and she sat down on the ground.
The despair was beyond words, and I cried heartbreakingly.
Sun Chunhuai couldn't bear to say: "An ordinary mortal like me will definitely not be able to cure Xinkui, but your Guo Rui may not be able to heal."
"He is a direct disciple of Jianmen, and his master is the fifth elder of Jianmen."
"If we can get a panacea, or if the Sword Sect Immortal personally treats him, there may be a chance of recovery."
Zheng Hongcui wiped her tears excitedly and said, "Seriously?"
Sun Chunhuai replied: "It's always good to give it a try given the situation in front of you."
Zheng Hongcui shouted loudly to Guo Erpang who was in a daze in the corner: "Quick, go and inform your second aunt. When your little brother gets home in the afternoon, ask him to come to our house as soon as possible."
"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriWu, this Wang Changhou, who kills a thousand swords, is a beast and a bastard."
"How can I survive?"
Sun Chunhuai and Zheng Hongcui are related, so they are regarded as cousins.
Thinking of the terror of that man, he deliberately reminded him and acted as a peacemaker: "Sister, please listen to my advice. It's best to end this matter."
"Xinkui beat Wang Changhou, and Erpang almost killed Wang Huzi."
“When will an injustice be repaid?”
"My fellow villagers, please don't look up when you look down. There is no need to fight to the point of life and death."
Zheng Hongcui screamed: "My man has become a cripple and will be bedridden for the rest of his life."
"Wang Changhou is still alive and well. He can walk and jump."
"As for Wang Huzi, he is seeking death on his own."
"Can this be the same?"
"No, it's different."
She cried and laughed, and said with vicious eyes: "My Xinkui said that the three members of the Wang family and that man must die."
Seeing that Zheng Hongcui could not be persuaded, Sun Chunhuai felt helpless and said: "The origin of the man rescued by the Wang family from the river is unknown. Your Guo Rui may not be able to get an advantage."
"Think about Wang Huzi. He half-stepped through the gate of hell last night. In just one night, he recovered from his injuries."
"Don't you think it's strange?"
Zheng Hongcui has been blinded by hatred. How can she listen to other people's advice?
She shivered and took out a large handful of coins from her pocket. Without counting them, she stuffed them into Sun Chunhuai's hand and said, "Hurry up and prescribe the medicine. I don't have to worry about my Guo family's affairs."
Sun Chunhuai's good intentions were treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, and he left expressionlessly.
He gave away the affection left by the older generation. If some people don’t cherish it, it’s useless to talk about it.
