Yan Nujiao seemed to realize something halfway through the walk, turned sideways and stood in the distance waiting for Hu Xiaotian to come up, looking at him with a pair of green eyes full of hostility.
Hu Xiaotian smiled without any guilt: "The color of your eyes is different from your brother's! Aren't you two from the same mother?" It was just a joke.
Yan Nujiao sneered and ignored him.
Hu Xiaotian smiled and shook his head. When he came to the platform of the stilted building, he saw two men standing outside the door. One of them was Hu Jinniu's third sworn brother. He had set a trap last night to trick him into seeing Yan Boguang.
Scholar.
The middle-aged scholar looked at Hu Xiaotian with hatred. Last night, two of his brothers were killed by Hu Xiaotian's side. Their sworn brothers are still missing. If it wasn't for Yan Boguang's injury, the middle-aged scholar would have rushed up and killed Hu Xiaotian with one knife.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Brother, we meet again. We are really destined."
The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly and turned his face to one side.
Hu Xiaotian cursed in his heart, you are a bunch of thieves, what the hell are you doing? I haven’t even scorned any of the state cadres, you are all as proud as if you were worth 2,580,000 yuan. Hu Xiaotian, who had already arrived in front of the door, turned around and left,
Yan Nujiao couldn't help being a little stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to block his way: "Where are you going?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let's go! I feel like no one here welcomes me, so I'm confused. Did you ask me to help you see a doctor? Or am I begging you to see a doctor in vain? I said that although you guys are
As a thief, you should at least know how to treat guests, right? Everyone’s face looks like Changbai Mountain, how do I owe you money?"
Yan Nujiao said: "What do you want?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Seeing a doctor is similar to falling in love. It's something you and I want. Miss Yan, you look smart and smart, but you are so confused when you do things. Forcing me to see a doctor is the same as forcing me to do something.
What's the difference between falling in love with you?"
"You..." Yan Nujiao didn't expect that this guy was so arrogant and dared to show off his authority here.
"What are you doing? Do you really think I care about Wan Tingchang's life? I've already told you that whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me. If you want to behead him or Ling Chi, you can go and have fun.
, the reason why I came here is because I am a doctor. I have the intention of saving lives and healing the wounded. This God has the virtue of good life. No matter how hateful your pervert brother is, since I have treated him, I cannot give up halfway. A person must start well and end well, so
I just came here. But when I came here, instead of being grateful, you guys scorned me one by one. Where do I owe you money? How much did you pay me for the consultation? I haven't seen a single copper.
Why do I help you to eliminate disasters, and why should I act based on your face? You really don’t want to talk to those gang members in Langshan that day. What happened to the seven thousand people? Let me tell you, we still have an army of one hundred thousand in Xizhou.
If you really dare to massacre Qingyun County, I can guarantee that Tianlang Mountain will be razed to the ground."
Yan Nujiao was shocked by Hu Xiaotian's momentum. She was not afraid of the 100,000-strong Xizhou army, but this guy's attitude of refusing to give in was right. No matter what, it was all she wanted from him.
If he really angered him, it would be his brother who would be unlucky in the end. Yan Nujiao said: "What do you want?" Her tone has obviously softened. She is a smart girl, and seeing Wan Tingchang is not a threat at all.
Of course, the tone is not as strong as before.
Hu Xiaotian pointed at the middle-aged scholar and said: "This guy tricked me into treating Yan Boguang last night. I worked hard to complete the operation, but he actually wanted to harm me. I can't swallow this breath. He wants me to give it to your brother."
He can cure the disease, but first let him kneel down and kowtow to me three times to apologize, so that I can calm down."
The middle-aged scholar's face suddenly turned livid. Hu Xiaozhen was going too far.
Yan Nujiao bit her lips. The middle-aged scholar's name was Qu Guangbai. He was one of the leaders of Tianlang Mountain and ranked seventeenth in Tianlang Mountain. Because of his flexible mind, he was highly regarded by her father Yan Kui.
Yan Nujiao glanced at Qu Guangbai, her eyes full of contradictions. After all, she was young and originally thought that she could control the entire situation by using Wan Tingchang, but she never expected that Hu Xiaotian was such a cunning person, and she was restrained in every way during the first confrontation.
Hu Xiaotian sneered and said: "You refuse to kneel down. It seems that the lives of your young boss are not as important as your face. It's no wonder that you don't care about the life of your sworn brother Hu Jinniu, so how can you care about Yan Boguang." Hu Xiaotian said this
The words were extremely vicious, forcing Qu Guangbai to almost no way out. If he didn't kneel down, it would prove that he had dissent towards the young master's family. Only by kneeling down could he prove his loyalty. Qu Guangbai hated Hu Xiaotian to the extreme.
, He gritted his teeth. The only way to deal with it now was to endure the anger for a while and prove his innocence. He knelt down in front of Hu Xiaotian, cupped his fists and said: "Master Hu, what happened last night has offended me. I hope Hu Xiaotian will do it."
Your Majesty, please don’t be like me."
Hu Xiaotian didn't bother to look at him at all, and stared at Yan Nujiao and said: "I always feel that whether you are a human being or a thief, you must have principles. Humans are not animals/beasts and cannot repay kindness with hatred. If I hadn't taken action last night, your eldest brother would have already
Become a dead person." He said to Qu Guangbai: "You are really like a dog, get away as far as you want, don't affect my mood in treating diseases here."
Ji Guangbai's face turned from green to purple. He had never suffered such a shame and humiliation in his life.
Hu Xiaotian followed Yan Nujiao into the room.
Murong Feiyan and the other three were looking up at the stilted building. When they saw Qu Guangbai kneeling down first and then walking down in despair, Murong Feiyan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In fact, even if Hu Xiaotian came alone, there would be no danger.
, this kind of person will never suffer a loss. The first choice to defeat the enemy is never martial arts.
Entering the stilt building, I saw Yan Boguang lying on the rattan bed with his back stretched out, his face still pale, his eyes closed tightly and motionless.
Hu Xiaotian first checked his wound and found that there was no infection. Then he touched his forehead and found that his skin was a little cold. He opened Yan Boguang's eyelids and saw that this guy had some signs of anemia.
After the preliminary inspection, Hu Xiaotian knew in his mind that Yan Boguang was not a big problem, so he went to the copper basin nearby and washed his hands.
Yan Nujiao followed him and asked with concern: "How is my brother?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "It's nothing serious. You will wake up after a while. The operation was successful and there was no infection." He looked around the room. It was a typical black Miao stilted building. The decoration of the room was simple and plain, but he did not see anything.
That black Miao doctor, Dr. Meng, Hu Xiaotian said: "Mr. Meng is not here?"
Yan Nujiao said: "I went to collect medicine, but I haven't returned yet." In fact, the purpose of sending Yan Boguang here was to ask Dr. Meng to heal his injuries. Since he couldn't find anyone, he thought of Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian said while wiping his hands with a towel: "He just lost too much blood and is weak. I think he will wake up today."
Yan Nujiao blinked, hesitant to believe Hu Xiaotian's words, but was there no other choice in the current situation?
At this moment, I suddenly heard a surprised voice outside: "Mr. Meng is back!"
Hu Xiaotian did not expect such a coincidence. This mysterious Mr. Meng just returned from collecting medicine. Since he is here, he might as well meet him. I just don’t know what the relationship between Yan Nujiao and Mr. Meng is? From what I have seen so far,
She should be very familiar with Heishizhai. Hu Xiaotian looked out of the window and saw two figures appearing on the path beside the stream. Walking in front was an old man with white hair and a shawl. He was muscular and wearing brown clothes.
The cuffs and trouser legs of his pants are rolled up, and the exposed arms and calves are full of muscles. The skin shows a healthy bronze color, which is obviously the result of long-term sun exposure. He carries a bamboo medicine basket on his back. Behind him is a woman
A tall girl, wearing a black Miao ethnic blue and white calico batik costume, her hair is wrapped under a blue headscarf, a white veil covers half of her face, only a pair of beautiful eyes are exposed, behind her
She is also carrying a medicine basket, which should be filled with medicinal materials, but unlike the old man in front of her, there are many bright wild flowers in her bamboo basket. From this, it can be inferred that this is also a girl full of petty bourgeoisie.
The white-haired old man was Mr. Meng, the miraculous doctor of the Black Miao ethnic group. He walked up to the stilted building with bare feet and turned a blind eye to Murong Feiyan and others standing downstairs.
The girl behind her has a tall figure and a slender waist. She walks behind the old man like a willow in the wind. Her beautiful eyes are like a clear sky after rain. She is so pure but so deep that people cannot see through. She jumps across the stream with light steps.
, like a cheerful deer, more than a dozen colorful butterflies suddenly flew by the stream and danced around her. The girl stretched out her snow-white and delicate hands, and a colorful butterfly landed gently on her
The spring-like fingertips fluttered gently, and a breeze blew, and the colorful butterfly flew up again, lingering on the girl's shoulder.
When Hu Xiaotian looked at it, he felt that the girl was like a fairy walking in the valley. He blinked involuntarily. He really didn't expect that there were so many beauties hidden in this black stone village.
Yan Nujiao hurriedly went out and cheered like a savior: "Uncle Meng, you are finally back."
A smile finally appeared on Mr. Meng’s serious face: “Here comes the sweet girl!”
Yan Nujiao said: "Uncle Meng, my brother..." At this point, he felt worried and sad in his heart, tears flowed down, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.
Mr. Meng seemed to care a lot about Yan Nujiao. He stretched out his big hand and gently touched the top of her head, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'll take a look and talk about it later."
Hu Xiaotian's impression of Mr. Meng was that he was extremely arrogant. He was clearly standing in the room, but he turned a blind eye to such a big man like himself. Not to mention saying hello, he didn't even look at him and went straight to the bed.
forward.
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