Chapter 7: There is a bright future, practicing martial arts to extend life
Zhao Le's tone was choked, and he wanted to confess, but he was afraid that it would be polite but not much. The rich uncle with the strange accent would be sad, so he couldn't help but shut up and could only change the topic.
"Doctor Xue's medical clinic is easy to find. Turn left after exiting the door, walk straight along the road, and go to the shop with the most queues and the busiest one."
Huang An didn't notice the pity in Zhao Le's eyes. He stuffed the broken silver into his arms and hurriedly said:
"Please ask Miss Zhao to take me out, thank you very much!"
Zhao Le looked at Huang An, who was thin and disfigured, and seemed to think of his father's current state. He suddenly felt sad, his eyes turned red again, and he didn't say a word, taking the lead.
Huang An was in a hurry to treat the disease, so he noticed the little girl's sadness and followed her closely.
The two took a shortcut and went out through the side door of the martial arts hall. Huang An turned around to thank him, but Zhao Le didn't see a response. He didn't take it seriously and trotted away.
His physical condition is very good, and Huang An is eager to see Doctor Xue and seek medical advice.
Suddenly.
"Hey!"
Zhao Le's shout came from behind.
Huang An paused in his steps and turned around, with a puzzled look on his face.
"If Doctor Xue tells you that you are hopeless, come to me and I will find someone to bury you!"
Zhao Le looked at Huang An with a very stubborn look, as if he was giving Huang An some kind of guarantee.
I'm hopeless? Bury me?
Huang An almost stumbled. This girl is not only greedy for money, but also rude.
"Huang An, thank you very much for your kind words, I will definitely do it!"
Huang An cupped his hands perfunctorily, nodded again, put on a smile, and ran away.
Zhao Le's unintentional words inevitably cast a shadow on Huang An's heart.
When Huang An's figure disappeared around the corner, Zhao Lecai muttered and whispered:
"But you have to give me the money!"
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The Xue Family Medical Clinic was bustling with people, and it was easy to find Huang An, who was in the middle of the team, stamping his feet from time to time, his eyes full of eagerness.
There are indeed many people, and you still need to queue up.
Now that he has found a doctor who can cure him, Huang An is naturally anxious.
This world looks like an ancient society. Unexpectedly, medicine is so advanced. Huang An in the crowd can't hide his excitement.
Soon it was his turn. He followed other patients and sat on the stool in front of an old man.
This must be Doctor Xue. Based on his appearance alone, Huang An concluded that this man was an expert in medicine. He had a long, snow-white beard, and he had a sense of airiness.
His eyes are also gentle and he has the demeanor of an elder.
"Young man, you are hopeless!"
Unexpectedly, the first words that Doctor Xue spoke made Huang An's face freeze.
The medical center was quiet for a moment, and even the apprentices in the medical center looked over.
The way they looked at Huang An revealed deep sympathy.
Since even Divine Doctor Xue said this, then this unlucky man may not live long.
However, why did Doctor Xue call him a young man? Is it possible that this man is not too old?
Huang An looked at the expert in front of him carefully, his eyes were aggrieved and in disbelief, his expression was confused and surprised, as if he was saying, "Uncle, please stop joking."
Doctor Xue has seen countless people, how could he not know what Huang An meant? He immediately shook his head and sighed:
"I noticed you just when you were queuing up. You are suffering from a serious illness and the five elements in your body are disordered. There is nothing I can do about you!"
Doctor Xue said, patted Huang An's hand, and further explained:
"If I have a way, I can cure you in the Zhao Family Martial Arts School."
Huang An stood stunned on the spot.
This is so, he was cured by this old man.
The despair that followed hope made him even more heartbroken.
Huang An's eyes were red, he held the old man's hand tightly, and said unwillingly:
"I also hope that Divine Doctor Xue will take pity on me. No matter how high the cost, I will do my best to treat you."
Doctor Xue shook his head, took the paper, and said helplessly to Huang An while writing:
"I really can't help it. If you had come to me a year or two earlier for your serious illness, you might have been able to be saved. Now, hey..."
Huang An pinched his nose and tried his best to control his emotions. After a long time, he choked up and said:
"Thank you! Hey..."
“I don’t know the miracle doctor, how much money is there?”
He was about to take out his money and leave, but he neglected to ask about ways to relieve his symptoms.
Doctor Xue shook his head helplessly and said with waning interest:
"I have treated countless people, but recently I encountered two patients without success."
"Take this prescription for pain relief. It's a gift from me. As for the money, forget it, forget it!"
He stopped talking, asked Huang An to wait, and asked the apprentice on the side to take the medicine.
Huang An took the medicine package and was not in the mood to say thank you seriously, so he was about to walk out in despair.
Suddenly.
"Just wait!"
It’s Doctor Xue’s voice. Is there any way?
Huang An turned around suddenly, with an excited look on his face, but saw Divine Doctor Xue looking at him intently and saying with pity:
"You can go to the Zhao Family Martial Arts School and try to practice martial arts. Although you are a bit older, if you can put in the hard work and have financial support, you can live a few more years! Ask the eldest lady of the Zhao Family for details.
, your pain relief is also a result of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School."
Doctor Xue's words made Huang An's eyes light up, and a whole new village became brighter.
Even if you can’t save him, it’s not impossible. If you can live a few more years, you’ll make money.
As long as his life can be extended, even if it is only for a few years, Huang An is willing.
He turned around, bowed heavily to Doctor Xue, and then left quickly.
He is going to find the Zhao Family Martial Arts School and ask the eldest lady of the Zhao Family for help.
Huang An soon found out the location of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School, and he took the medicine bag and returned the same way.
He didn't know about the Zhao Family Martial Arts School at first, but after asking passers-by, he found out that he had just come out of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.
It was fate that it was the Zhao sisters who saved him before.
I think the sisters who spoke not long ago are the Zhao sisters.
Huang An knocked on the side door of the martial arts hall for a long time, but no one came to open the door. He had no choice but to walk around the martial arts hall and soon arrived at the main entrance of the martial arts hall.
Taking a closer look, the door sign on the main entrance of the martial arts gym read "Zhao Family Martial Arts Gym" in four large gilt characters.
However, the vermilion door was ajar, and there was no one on duty at the door. Huang An quietly stepped through the door, not waiting for anyone to find his way.
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder.
"Hey? Why are you here?"
Huang An turned around and was immediately surprised to see that it was the young man he had just woken up to see.
He forced a smile and replied:
"This little brother is so polite. He even asked me to take me to the eldest lady!"
Yang Zaizhou glanced at Huang An curiously and didn't ask any questions. He just assumed that Huang An had an appointment with the second senior sister and was leading the way.
Huang An followed Yang Zaizhou, walked through the front yard, and passed the martial arts training ground. A burst of humming and haha attracted Huang An's attention.
The sound of humming and haha is weak, but the sound of breaking through the air when moving is very obvious.
This is real Kung Fu. Humans can actually jump two to three meters high. The man practicing the sword is also very strong.
Huang An watched eagerly.
He noticed that the dozen or so people in the sand square were performing very powerful moves, and they seemed to have good lethality, because many of the moves were aimed at three directions.
"Martial arts world? Martial arts world?"
Huang An made a guess, combined with what he saw, and tried his best to think about his environment.
The two continued walking, and Huang An saw no fewer than thirty people along the way.
This Zhao Family Martial Arts School is not small at all.
Huang An also discovered something very strange along the way, that is, the pedestrians he met had solemn expressions and were walking in a hurry.
This is not normal, something terrible must have happened in the martial arts gym.
In order for him to successfully become a master and learn martial arts, Huang An decided to inquire.
"I dare to ask little brother, what happened in the martial arts hall?"
Yang Zaizhou paused for a moment, turned around and glanced at Huang An, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
Just as he was about to apologize, he saw Yang Zaizhou sigh softly, then turned back two steps and whispered:
"The owner of the museum was attacked by thieves a month ago and suffered a knife wound. He asked Divine Doctor Xue to take a look at it yesterday, but the miracle doctor was unable to do anything."
After finishing speaking, I added two more sentences.
"Doctor Xue also gave you a look yesterday. But I'm warning you, don't tell anyone about the owner's injury."
Huang An was puzzled, but nodded.
He wrote down this key information. The owner of the museum was stabbed, and it should be very serious.
The two continued walking, with few people talking along the way.
While Huang An looked at the surrounding environment, he was surprised by the vast area of this martial arts gym.
I was also thinking about the words of the young man in front of me.
Based on the young man's tone and demeanor when he spoke, Huang An was able to judge that the leader of the Zhao Family Hall must be a good person and well-supported by the disciples in the hall.
After about ten minutes, after many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the place where Huang An just came out, the backyard of the martial arts gym.
This should be the place where the owner of the museum recuperates.
"You wait here, I'll go find the second senior sister."
Yang Zaizhou warned Huang An, knocked on the door, and then walked in.
After a while, a girl in a green dress came out, it was Zhao Le.
Not that woman in white, Zhao Yan.
"Hey, uncle, are you here to help me?"
Zhao Le's face was very ugly, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have cried just now, but his tone was not bad.
The way she looked at Huang An was heartbreaking.
She felt that Huang An must have followed her advice and asked her to collect the body for him.
She should have been happy, after all, the ten taels of silver for collecting Huang An's body belonged to her, but faced with the astronomical treatment costs for her father, and the fact that he might not be cured, Zhao Le also knew that ten taels of silver would not help.<
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Huang An thought that Zhao Le was crying because of his own affairs, and secretly sighed that the little money man was kind-hearted, and he actually felt much better.
He didn't waste any time and immediately made his intentions clear.
"Divine Doctor Xue told me that if I could learn martial arts in a martial arts school, I could live a few more years. After I woke up, my symptoms became much less severe. Doctor Xue made it clear that the eldest lady also contributed a lot. So I came here because I wanted to
I want to start learning martial arts. Please ask Miss Zhao to accept me as a beginner!"
Hearing this, Zhao Le looked Huang An up and down, stared at Huang An's "old face" for a few seconds, and then shook his head.
"Uncle Huang, you are too old, and learning martial arts requires a lot of silver. Your ten taels of silver are not enough at all?"
When Huang An heard this, he was disappointed at first, and then he became hopeful again. It's okay because he is old, he has money, and he quickly explained:
"If I can live a few more years, it will be good. I have worked hard. As for the silver, Miss Zhao, don't worry. I still have a little savings."
Huang An is very open-minded. If he can live a few more years, he will indeed make a profit.
Moreover, as long as there is enough time, he will definitely be able to find a way to heal himself in the garbage dump of all realms.
What he lacks now is time!
But Zhao Le didn't have much reaction when he heard Huang An's words of relief, but his eyes lit up when he heard Huang An claimed that he had "a little savings."