Daya and Gou Sheng walked into the house, with water stains still on their mouths. When they saw Mrs. Li Liu who looked excited, their faces were full of doubts.
"Da Ya, come here quickly, the village chief has a way to save your father's leg!" Li Liu couldn't wait to tell Da Ya about this.
"Brother village chief, can you save my father?" When Da Ya heard this, her face turned red with excitement.
"That's right!"
Looking at Da Ya who was extremely excited, Bu Fan sighed in his heart and touched Da Ya's little head.
"Very good!"
Da Ya jumped up with excitement, Gou Sheng was also very happy.
Soon.
Lao Li Tou and his two sons rushed back from outside.
Daya and Gou Sheng happily ran over to say hello to them, and Bu Fan also said hello to Lao Li Tou and his son.
Lao Litou has never had any idea of favoring boys over girls.
He also loved Da Ya and Gou Sheng very much, but when he heard that Da Ya and Gou Sheng came to Naomo Village alone, he immediately felt bad.
"Then how did that stinky girl become a mother? The child is so young and let Da Ya, Gouzheng come over, and Zihu also comes, so how come he agrees to let you come?" Lao Litou was very angry.
"Grandpa, my father asked my mother to bring us here, but my mother had something to do, so she asked us to come here by ourselves!" Da Ya explained.
"What can happen to her?"
Old Li was even more angry.
Guess it was his shameless daughter who asked her grandson to come over.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry! Old man, I have good news for you!"
Mrs. Li Liu immediately told the story about Bu Fan's ability to cure Song Zihu's leg.
"Village chief, can you really cure Zihu's leg injury?" Lao Litou said with shock in his eyes.
"This, I can't say it's ten-level sure, but it's still possible at seven levels!"
In Bu Fan's opinion, it can be cured as long as the leg is not completely broken, and based on what Li Liu told him before, Song Zihu's leg injury is not difficult to treat.
"That's great!"
Old Li was very excited. He had always been quite satisfied with his son-in-law, but when he learned that his leg was injured, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
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after.
Bu Fan did not stay at Old Li Tou's house for long. After chatting for a while, he stood up and left.
Old Li Tou originally planned to stay with Bu Fan for a casual meal, but Bu Fan refused because Lu Ren and Huo Qilin were at home.
"Grandpa Li, whenever Sister Qinghe's husband is free, he can come to me to see his legs!" Bu Fan explained.
"Don't worry, wait a moment and I'll ask Chuanhe to talk to Zihu!"
It's not that Lao Li is impatient, but that Song Zihu's leg disease can be cured early, of course, as soon as possible.
Old Man Li and his family sent him out.
"Brother village chief, goodbye!"
Daya shook her little hand, Bufan waved too, and rode his little white donkey back home slowly.
Old Man Li's family did not dare to delay. Not long after Bu Fan left, they borrowed a donkey cart and immediately went to Song Zihu's house.
Daya and Gou Sheng did not follow, but stayed at Lao Li Tou's house.
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the next day.
Bu Fan teaches in a private school.
Old Li Tou and his wife brought a strange man, Daya and Gou Sheng to the private school.
This man was tall and tall, with a thin and weathered face. He was standing at the door with a cane.
I guess this is Li Qinghe's husband Song Zihu.
Daya and Gou Sheng looked around at everything in the private school, looking very curious.
After Bu Fan asked the children to study by themselves, he walked out, looked at Daya and Gou Sheng, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? You also want to come to the private school to study?"
Daya and Gou Sheng's little faces immediately turned red, and they lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Village chief, this is my son-in-law Song Zihu!" Old Li Tou introduced Bu Fan.
"Hello!"
Bu Fan nodded towards Song Zihu and his eyes fell on Song Zihu's legs.
"Meet sir!"
Song Zihu also nodded.
In fact, he didn't have high hopes that Bu Fan could cure his leg.
After all, even the doctor in the town said that the leg was crippled, and even if he invited Daluo Immortal, there would be no way to cure it.
But in the face of some persuasion from his father-in-law and uncle, he had no choice but to come over.
However, seeing the children studying in the private school, Song Zihu had some thoughts in his heart...
"Let's go to your side room and talk!"
Bu Fan took Lao Li Tou and the others to the side room on the west side of the private school. This side room was originally used to entertain guests.
After entering the side room, Bu Fan began to examine Song Zihu's right leg.
After a while, Bu Fan stretched out his hand, frowned, and looked at Song Zihu's right leg in a daze, as if he was thinking about something.
Old Li Tou and Li Liu wanted to ask, but they were afraid of disturbing Bu Fan's thinking.
"Sir, if there is anything wrong with my legs, just tell me!!"
Song Zihu had a bitter smile on his face. He didn't have much hope in curing his leg, so what did he expect?
"Oh, that's it. There are two ways to heal your legs. The first one..."
Bu Fan came to his senses and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Song Zihu.
"What did you just say? Can my leg be cured?" Song Zi's eyes looked suspicious.
"Yes, there are actually many ways to heal your legs. I helped you choose two more convenient ones!" Bu Fan nodded.
Many ways?
Only chose two convenient ones?
Song Zihu swallowed his throat.
He didn't have much hope at all and was prepared to be a useless person for the rest of his life.
But at this moment, someone actually told him that his leg could be cured. How could this not make him shocked and doubtful?
"Dad, that's great, your leg can be cured!"
Daya and Gou Sheng's little faces were full of joy.
The tension in the hearts of Old Li Tou and Li Liu completely relaxed at this moment.
They still believed what the village chief said.
"Sir, you didn't lie to me. Can my leg really be cured?" Song Zihu was still in disbelief.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. There are two methods. You choose one and see if it can be cured. If not, it's done. Your legs are like this anyway. How bad can it be?"
Bu Fan was not surprised by Song Zihu's disbelief. In his opinion, this was a normal reaction.
"Sir, you are right. How bad can my legs be?"
Song Zihu smiled.
After his leg became disabled, he visited many doctors, but all of them shook their heads and sighed.
But at this moment, someone said that his leg could be cured, so what if they lied to him?
What's more, looking at Bu Fan with a dull expression, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Perhaps, his leg can really be cured.
"I wonder what the two methods sir mentioned are?" Song Zihu said with a trembling voice.
"The first type may take a longer time. It only needs to be taken externally as a plaster, and it will be cured in about a year and a half.
The second method is faster, about a few months, but you need to break your legs and reattach them first.
With this method, you can rest assured that my skills are very fast and I guarantee that I will pick it up for you before you yell!"