Farmer's Cannon Fodder: Listen to me, the whole family, change the plot

Thanks to the helpfulness of the lady selling straw sandals, Lang's soft hands were finally saved from getting their ears scalded by the pot handle.

But she held the unwrapped pot cake for so long that even if it wasn't fully cooked, it was almost half-cooked.

Finally, her hands left her ears and Lang Ruanruan just kept holding on to her hands and wailed there. The lady selling straw sandals who had been pinching her wrists subconsciously let go of her hands and backed away, finally returning to her stall.

"You need to go to the clinic right away in your condition! How can such a young man not figure out how to pinch the iron pot?" Someone in the crowd gave advice to Lang Ruanruan who was spinning in circles and wailing.

However, although he said this very loudly, it seemed as if Lang Ruanruan could not hear it at all. Lang Ruanruan was still spinning in circles and wailing, very absorbed in the conversation, very emotional, and completely deaf to the advice of the person who was kindly reminding her.

"Hey! This little dwarf!"

The man had a bad temper and his good advice was not accepted. After saying this, he didn't say anything else.

Seeing how devoted Lang Ruanruan was, the people around him became even quieter.

On the contrary, the couple who were quarreling before thought that Lang Ruanruan did this to help them, so they wanted to step forward, help Lang Ruanruan calm down, and then send him to the clinic.

However, it is a pity that although their idea was good, it could not be carried out at all, and the couple were even injured accidentally.

First, Lang Ruanruan, who was spinning in circles and wailing, directly knocked the wife away. Then, Ning Zechuan, who had not appeared before, jumped out from somewhere, picked up the husband of the couple, and threw him to the ground.

After doing all this, Ning Zechuan took Lang Ruanruan, who was spinning in circles on the spot, into his arms. Lang Ruanruan, who was spinning in circles and wailing, seemed to have triggered some mechanism. She couldn't stop when others touched her, but as soon as Ning Zechuan touched her, she stayed in Ning Zechuan's arms safely.

"Zechuan! My hands!" Lang Ruanruan raised his two paws and put them under Ning Zechuan's eyes with great excitement. His face was full of tears. He even had a little snot because it was too painful and he cried so loudly.

[It still doesn’t hurt enough. If it hurts enough, she shouldn’t say “Zechuan, my hand” but “It hurts! Send me to the clinic!”. ] Song Rendong complained ruthlessly in her heart, but she was pulling the head of the stray husky that was pressing hard on her instep.

Old Mrs. Song who covered her own noodle pot: This guy is really tolerant!

Li Taohua who was protecting the pot cake: My daughter is right!

Ning Zechuan, who was holding Lang Ruanruan, did not choose to send Lang Ruanruan to the clinic immediately after the pair of hands that were so hot that blisters were broken and bleeding were placed in front of his eyes. Instead, he chose to look Lang Ruanruan in the eye and gave her unnecessary comfort:

"Twelve, don't be afraid! Twelve! Trust me, your hand will be fine! Twelve! I will make sure there is no problem with your hand! Twelve!"

His voice sounded more affectionate with each word he said, but he did not make the slightest move to take Lang Ruanruan to see a doctor.

[Twelve! Twelve! If you stay here for a little longer, your soft version of Twelve's hand will really be broken! I don't know what sin Zhao Lang committed in his previous life, to let this crazy couple use his name to disgust people! I don't know if Zhao Lang will feel sick when he hears his former name being read in such a disgusting way.]

Song Rending successfully pulled up the stray Husky's head, squatted down, and pulled the dog's head while rolling his eyes.

What she didn't notice was that the dog's head that she had pulled up, its blue eyes full of wisdom, were staring at her motionlessly, and it was particularly interested in her rolling eyes.

Old Mrs. Song was tired of standing, so she pulled a bench and sat down: According to Dong Mei, this Ning Zechuan was the male protagonist in the storybooks. Have the male protagonists in the storybooks become so stupid now?

Li Taohua also sat down: If these two delay any longer, will Lang's soft hands be enough to just sprinkle some seasoning on it and eat it?

No one knew what they were thinking, and Ning Zechuan and Lang Ruanruan did not go to the clinic immediately after Ning Zechuan finished speaking.

Lang Ruanruan called out "Zechuan" a few more times to Ning Zechuan, and Ning Zechuan called out "Twelve" a few more times to Lang Ruanruan.

Finally, the doctor invited by the enthusiastic onlookers was successfully welcomed.

The person invited by the enthusiastic onlookers was an old doctor. The clinic he opened was not far from the pier and his business was very good.

The old doctor looked like an immortal, with a long snow-white beard, but it did not affect the expression on his face.

When he was pulled over, Ning Zechuan and Lang Ruanruan were shouting emotionally. Under the guidance of the enthusiastic onlookers who pulled him over, he confirmed that one of the two people hugging each other and probably having a brain disease was the one who needed his treatment. At that time, his immortal face turned into the old man subway mobile phone emoticon package that Song Rending often saw in his previous life.

"Are you sure it's him you want me to treat?" The old doctor pointed at Lang Ruanruan, who was still looking at Ning Zechuan affectionately, and said after pursing his lips, "I'm not good at treating symptoms of brain diseases! For this disease, you have to go to Doctor Huang at the west end of the city!"

The enthusiastic onlookers who came over to see the old doctor also felt that the two men were sick. Facing the old doctor's questions, they suddenly felt that they were guilty of making the trip to bring the old man from the clinic, and they had no idea what to say next.

The enthusiastic onlookers didn't know what to say and their expressions were distorted.

At this moment, it was not known whether Ning Zechuan and Lang Ruanruan had looked at each other affectionately long enough, or whether the old doctor's voice just now reminded them that they still needed to go to the clinic to have their hands checked. Before the enthusiastic onlookers could answer the old doctor's questions, the two of them maintained the hugging posture and came to the old doctor.

After looking at Ning Zechuan affectionately, Lang Ruanruan finally remembered the injuries on her hands. Her mouth suddenly returned to her original state of only wailing, and even her legs seemed to be in trouble. She leaned weakly in Ning Zechuan's arms, and was half-hugged and half-carried by Ning Zechuan to the old doctor.

Ning Zechuan, who was half hugging and half holding her, suddenly seemed to be possessed by an ancient overlord. He took Lang Ruanruan to the old doctor, his face turned stern and he said something that made people's scalps numb:

"Hurry up and check Twelve's hand! You must heal Twelve's hand! If you can't heal it, I will bury you with me!!!"