Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Seeing Su Guihua's expression, Yang Xiaobao frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Sister, are you okay?"

"what?"

Su Guihua was startled, turned around from the shock, frowned and said: "Xiaobao, you... When did you learn to help people cure diseases? Zhou Dajun's strange disease happened all over the villages. Famous, many doctors were invited, but to no avail, you...how did you cure him?"

"This?"

Yang Xiaobao was stunned, and didn't know how to answer for a while, it was impossible to tell Su Guihua that he was able to cure Zhou Dajun, all because of the inheritance of the mountain god, right?

"Ok?"

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao didn't speak for a long time, Su Guihua squinted her eyes and called out: "Xiaobao?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao finally recovered from his bewilderment, smiled and said: "Sister, I can't cure any disease, but I cured Zhou Dajun by accident."

"Mischief?"

Su Guihua was surprised, and looked at Yang Xiaobao suspiciously.

If it was something else, she would still believe it if she said it was a mistake, but how could there be any mistake in this medical treatment?

Just when Su Guihua was hesitating, Yang Xiaobao pursed his lips hastily, and changed the subject: "Sister, you must be hungry too? I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you!"

After saying this, Yang Xiaobao went straight into the kitchen without waiting for Su Guihua to respond.

Seeing Yang Xiaobao's figure going far away, Su Guihua's brows frowned even tighter.

For some reason, after Yang Xiaobao returned to normal, she felt that Yang Xiaobao's place had become extremely mysterious.

"call!"

While thinking about it, Su Guihua took a long breath, and muttered to herself: "Maybe I think too much!"

After that, she calmed down and didn't think about it any more.

More than half an hour later, Yang Xiaobao's meal was ready.

Not long after eating, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.

"Dong dong!"

Hearing the sound, Yang Xiaobao frowned slightly, then without thinking much, he got up and opened the courtyard door.

When he saw the person standing outside the courtyard gate, Yang Xiaobao was startled, and unconsciously shouted: "Old He!"

The visitor did not say goodbye, but it was He Simiao, a medical expert from the provincial capital.

Earlier, Yang Xiaobao returned with He Simiao.

Because Su Osmanthus disappeared, Yang Xiaobao asked He Simiao to wait at home while he went to look for Su Osmanthus.

Who would have thought that after all this tossing, it would be night.

When Yang Xiaobao returned home, He Simiao had already left.

"Brother Yang, I'm really sorry. I saw you didn't come back for a long time before, so I went back to Zhou's house first."

He Simiao looked at Yang Xiaobao apologetically and said so.

Yang Xiaobao regained his composure, and responded with a smile: "Old He is being serious, it's all my fault, I didn't say hello to you in advance, and made you wait for so long."

With that said, Yang Xiaobao stepped aside and welcomed He Simiao into his home.

After Su Guihua saw a guest coming, she felt a little restrained.

At this time, Yang Xiaobao came forward and introduced: "Sister, let me introduce you. This is the medical expert He Simiao and Mr. He who came from the provincial capital."

"He... hello Mr. He!"

Su Guihua said politely.

He Simiao nodded, and whispered softly, "Brother Yang, she must be the patient you mentioned earlier at Zhou's house, right?"

Yang Xiaobao hummed lightly, and responded: "That's right, my sister, Su Guihua."

After speaking, Yang Xiaobao looked at Su Guihua and explained: "Sister, Mr. He came here to show you your leg injury. He came from the provincial capital hospital. Let him take a look."

"what?"

Su Guihua looked at a loss, and wanted to say something, but she was blocked for a while.

After a long time, she nodded lightly and said, "Okay!"

Afterwards, He Simiao did not hesitate, and directly checked Su Guihua on the spot.

Yang Xiaobao stood aside and didn't speak, he disturbed He Simiao by his side.

Su Guihua had a shy face, obviously a little embarrassed.

After a good examination, He Simiao stood up slowly, his expression was serious and his face was also ugly.

Seeing He Simiao's expression, Yang Xiaobao's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed what he had expected.

"Mr. He, I...does my leg injury still need to be healed?"

Suddenly, Su Guihua asked first.

"This?"

He Simiao was stunned when he heard Su Guihua's question, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Su Guihua smiled helplessly, took a deep breath, and then said: "Mr. He, if you have anything to say, just say it, I can bear it."

Hearing this, He Simiao rolled his eyes slightly, without any further delay, and responded, "Osmanthus fragrans, your leg has been injured for a long time, right?"

Su Guihua nodded, and replied, "It's been many years."

"Hey!"

He Simiao sighed helplessly, and then said: "Many tissues in your leg are all necrotic. I can only say...you have little hope of standing up again."

"call!"

After what He Simiao said, Su Guihua took a deep breath involuntarily.

Then, she smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I've actually expected this result a long time ago."

He Simiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Yang Xiaobao.

What surprised He Simiao was that Yang Xiaobao's expression didn't fluctuate much, as if he wasn't moved by his diagnosis in the slightest.

"Brother Yang, I'm really sorry, I...I can't do anything!"

After a moment of silence, He Simiao said suddenly, looking at Yang Xiaobao with apologetic eyes.

Yang Xiaobao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, Mr. He, thank you for speaking up."

"This……"

He Simiao was stunned, and opened his mouth several times to speak, but for a while he didn't know what to say.

For a while, he glanced at Yang Xiaobao, and asked seriously: "Brother Yang, you...you can cure Osmanthus fragrans' leg injury, right?"

From He Simiao's point of view, the reason why Yang Xiaobao behaved so calmly must be because he was sure to heal Su Guihua's leg injury.

Hearing He Simiao's question suddenly, Yang Xiaobao was slightly surprised, embarrassment flashed away in his eyes.

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao didn't respond for a long time, and He Simiao didn't ask any more questions, he bid farewell and left.

After He Simiao left, Yang Xiaobao looked at Su Guihua.

At this moment, the smile on Su Guihua's face had disappeared, replaced by a touch of sadness.

"Sister, don't think too much, nothing is absolute."

Yang Xiaobao looked at Su Guihua with a smile and expressed relief.

Hearing this, Su Guihua didn't respond with any words, but forced a smile.