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The shop was closed for two days, and the family returned home. Zhou Qiaoping and Li Huaiqing had been waiting at the door for a long time. When they saw them, they said anxiously: "Such a big thing happened, and you kept it a secret from us!"

Fu Bao jumped out of the car and ran over to say, "It's been solved. The police arrested them. They were just some petty thefts. Don't be angry."

Zhou Qiaoping would never get angry with Fubao. After hearing what she said, she said helplessly, "You just know how to coax me."

The two old men made a lot of noise but did little, but Fubao stopped being angry as soon as he comforted them.

After entering the house, Fubao saw from afar a man in blue sitting on the swing that the old man had just made for her, swinging back and forth while leisurely eating sweet soup. It was obvious that Zhao Xiuer had brought it back for the children at home, and it ended up in his hands.

Fubao trotted along: "My swing!"

When I got closer, I saw that it was indeed Qingyang!

Fubao came up to him and said, "Master! You are too heavy. You will break it. Come down quickly."

Qingyang half-closed his eyes and looked at her, then turned his face away: "Stingy, I'm your master, and you're trying to snatch a swing from me."

Fubao sat next to him helplessly: "Where did you go? When did you come back?"

Qingyang held the sugar water in one hand and the spoon in the other: "The secret cannot be revealed. Tsk, this sugar water is good, another bowl."

Fubao took the empty bowl and said, "We have been here for almost two months. When will we treat Brother Chongxi's leg?"

Qingyang waved his hand: "Sugar water."

Fu Bao hurriedly filled a bowl and presented it respectfully: "Master, please have some."

Qingyang took it and said, "It's almost done. We have found enough herbs. Let him choose today or tomorrow."

Fu Bao was stunned: "So fast?"

Qingyang: "How about next year?"

Fu Bao quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I'll go ask him now."

When he trotted in, Chongxi was staring at the birds outside the window in a daze. Fubao waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Brother, your leg can be cured! My master is back and asked when you want to get it cured."

Chongxi's expressionless face finally showed some movement: "I... the sooner the better."

Fubao nodded and said, "Then I'll go and call him over today."

When Fubao brought Qingyang over, Chongxi was already sitting upright in a chair.

Qingyang: "You know what the first step is, right?"

Chongxi nodded: "You said before that if you want to reattach your legs, you have to break them again. Come on, I'm not afraid."

Fu Bao looked at his slightly trembling body and pursed his lips. How could a ten-year-old child not be afraid? He was just more afraid of becoming a cripple for life.

Qingyang nodded, picked up the wooden stick next to him and played with it for a while, then raised his eyebrows at the two of them.

Fu Bao's expression froze for a moment, then he quickly clapped his hands: "Master is awesome!"

Qingyang raised his chin proudly, and then said, "You go out for a while."

Fubao: “Why?”

Qingyang: "This scene is not suitable for you to watch."

Fubao was about to go out when he caught a glimpse of Chongxi's pale face. He paused and turned back: "I won't go out. Do I have to watch to learn?"

Qingyang: "Just don't be afraid."

Fubao walked over to Chongxi, who was stiff, and comforted him, "Brother, I'm with you. Don't be afraid..."

Fubao clenched his hand, the warmth dispelled his fear, Chongxi nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Qingyang took advantage of their inattention to swing the stick, but Fubao quickly stopped him: "Beat him alive!"

Qingyang raised his eyebrows: "What else do you want?"

Fubao took out the Ma Fei Powder from the space, quickly dissolved it in the quilt and fed it to Chongxi: "After drinking it, you won't know anything and it won't hurt."

Chongxi drank it obediently and slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, it was dark, with only a candlestick on the small table next to him, emitting a yellow glow. Fu Bao woke up dazedly and looked into his eyes: "Brother, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Chongxi shook his head, but the cold sweat on his forehead revealed that he was in severe pain.

Fu Bao touched his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you don't have a fever. Master just went back and was afraid that you would have a fever at night, so he asked me to wait here."

She took out a small bottle of pills from the space, took out a pill and fed it to him: "It won't hurt so much later."

Chongxi swallowed the pill in his mouth and said, "My mother is here, you go to sleep."

Fubao looked at Zhang Ercui who was snoring beside him and hesitated.

Chongxi: "If I have anything to do, I will wake her up. Let's go back."

Fubao nodded and went back to the house.

Chongxi's legs were wrapped layer upon layer, and the fixed wooden boards prevented his knees from bending, so he walked like a wooden man.

Early in the morning, Fubao asked him to lie on the bed and not get down.

Yi Qiu knew that he was recovering from leg problems, so she stopped going to school and took a half-month leave to stay at home and take care of him.

At the dinner table, Yi Qiu picked up some food from a small bowl and said, "This, this, this... and this! My brother loves them all."

Fubao looked at the food piled up like a mountain, and his eyes twitched: "Little brother, your brother Chongxi can't eat it."

Yi Qiu said stubbornly: "He is injured now, of course he needs to eat more to get better quickly!"

He didn't even have time to eat, and ran all the way to bring Chongxi food. In addition to bringing food, he was almost always by Chongxi's side. Chongxi's legs couldn't be bumped, so he pestered the old man to make a small bed for Chongxi's bedroom.

Everyone in the family knew that although Chongxi was unhappy all day because of his leg injury and didn't want to go out, Yi Qiu also felt guilty.

Qingyang is now Zhang Ercui's great benefactor. She asks Fubao to bring him some sweet soup every day, and the soup is different every day.

But in fact, after Qingyang reattached his leg, all the prescriptions were written by Fubao, and the medicinal materials were also taken from the space. Chongxi knew it himself, and often told her not to work so hard.

Fubao himself didn't feel the hardship. After all, although he had to run between the two places, he didn't have to do anything else except using his brain.

The weather has been hot recently, the days are longer, and there are more and more caravans, so the business in the shop has become busier. The shop is short of staff, and Aunt Ye, who sells Bamboo Leaf Green, has also started to serve as a waiter, but today, for some reason, she didn't come.

Zhang Ercui was still mumbling in the kitchen: "We were supposed to pay her some wages, but she didn't come after just a few days..."

Fu Bao sighed: "Aunt, they just want to help you out of kindness, don't think that way."

But in fact, she felt a little uneasy. After all, Aunt Ye was not the kind of person who would disappear without saying a word. She was afraid that something might have happened.

Half an hour later, Ye Xuan came hurriedly and told him that his mother would not come today.

Fubao: "What's wrong? Did something happen? Why do you look so bad?"

Ye Xuan was so anxious that tears were about to come out. He said, "My grandfather's illness has become more serious. He can't get out of bed today. My mother is taking care of him at home. Let me tell you."

Fubao nodded, and then asked, "Did you invite a doctor?"

Ye Xuan: "My grandfather didn't get better after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor..."

Fubao looked around the store and realized he couldn't help much, so he simply said, "Take me to have a look."

Ye Xuan was also panicked. Hearing her say that, he didn't think much about it and took his people home.