You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

When Yao Wentao returned the mobile phone to Su Chen, he asked the question hesitantly.

Su Chen shook his head.

"Yao Fusheng fell accidentally."

Only then did Yao Wentao breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's not good, it's not good."

He scratched his head and said, "Actually, if you think about it, your fifth uncle is so capable. Unless it's revealed that my cousin isn't his biological son, there's no reason for him to do anything to him."

Su Chen looked at him meaningfully.

Yao Wentao shuddered. "Master, what... do you mean?"

"Could it be that my fifth uncle already knew that my cousin wasn't his child?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu both widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

After a long time, Yao Wentao spoke in a daze.

"No wonder Uncle Wu is able to do such a big business. He knows how to stay calm before he gets angry..."

Aunt Niu was still in disbelief: "No, what's Fusheng trying to do? Since Wen Jing isn't his child, just get a divorce. He's so rich, he won't have trouble finding a wife."

In the teahouse, Lao Song and Ge Ping'an nodded repeatedly.

Yup!

Nowadays, if you have money, what kind of woman can’t you find?

Or does it mean that Yao Fusheng really loves his wife and doesn't want to divorce her even though she cheated on him?

What a love!

Su Chen picked his nose.

"Is it possible that he keeps drinking because he knows?"

Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu looked at each other.

Right!

The bicycle bell rang. Huang Nansong crossed over with one leg, braked firmly, and stopped in front of the stall. He put the washbasin and knife on the table, glanced at Yao Fusheng who was sitting quietly, covered his eyes and hid back to the teahouse, leaving a sentence:

"Master Su, there's still some money left. I'll give it to you later."

Su Chen responded and motioned Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu to move aside.

He didn't want to get contaminated by the yellow and green pus in the abscess, so he placed the washbasin on the table in front of Yao Fusheng. He controlled Yao Fusheng to stand up, slowly bend down, and put his head over the washbasin.

Yao Wentao looked at Su Chen curiously as he picked up the knife. The next moment, he saw the knife slip out of Su Chen's hand and pierce the abscess of Yao Fusheng steadily.

After making a cross cut...

"vomit!"

Even though he had been in contact with his fifth uncle for several days and thought he had enough tolerance for the abscess and could even wipe it, he didn't recognize it and squatted on the side of the road to vomit.

Unlike Huang Nansong, this was not dry retching, but he was really vomiting out all the food in his stomach.

Aunt Niu over there is in a similar situation.

In the teahouse.

Old Song and Ge Ping'an looked at each other silently, and both lowered their heads to look at the teacup.

Hold it in.

Hold it in.

Ge Ping'an suddenly stood up and went to the backyard.

"Ugh~"

Huang Nansong is faster than him.

The two of them vomited bitterly, and Huang Nansong said aggrievedly: "I clearly hid in the teahouse~"

Why can’t I escape?

Ge Pingan patted his shoulder: "Serves you right!"

"Who told you to join in the fun?"

You're joining in such a disgusting fun. If you don't vomit, who will?

There were also people coming over from Nanmen Old Street to watch the fun.

However, when most people saw the big abscess from afar, they tactfully stepped back and didn't look at it for long.

Su Chen controlled the knife and fiddled with the abscess skillfully.

Yao Fusheng struggled constantly, but unfortunately he was tied up and could not move at all.

After a while, the abscess gradually deflated and the basin was half full.

When Su Chen was thinking about looking for Huang Nansong, Xiao Liuer came out with a wooden stick and a basin of water: "Master Su!"

She placed the washbasin on the table without changing her expression, and even looked at Yao Fusheng's pus-filled area curiously for several times.

Su Chen asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Liu'er shook her head.

"I had pus on my legs before."

In order to avoid worrying her grandfather and sister, she would sometimes secretly deal with it in the middle of the night, draining the pus and blood, and cutting off the rotten flesh...

"Master Su, this uncle's eyes are crooked. Can they grow back?"

"No need for later, I'll adjust it for him later."

Su Chen controlled the clean water in the basin and cleaned Yao Fusheng's abscess inside and out.

After everything was done, they started to deal with the tumor in his brain.

The tumor is a bit big.

After everything was mashed, it flowed out of his nostrils. After cleaning it again, Su Chen began to treat Yao Fusheng's wound.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu'er walked towards the backyard without changing her expression, holding the basin with pus in her hand.

Huang Nansong and Ge Pingan rinsed their mouths, took a few deep breaths, and felt the air was very fresh. Then they turned around...

"vomit!"

In front, Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu vomited almost all the acid in their stomachs, and then slowly stood up.

Seeing the shriveled abscess on Yao Fusheng's body, both of them were stunned.

"This, so fast?"

more than.

When they found that Su Chen was just stretching out his finger and the abscess was slowly wriggling under it, the two were shocked again.

After he recovered, Yao Wentao discovered that during the squirming process under the abscess, his uncle's eyes were gradually moved back, and his swollen eyelids also recovered.

Aunt Niu's eyes widened in surprise.

"The master is truly amazing!"

After the skin under the abscess grew back, Su Chen controlled himself and peeled off all the skin of the abscess, revealing the tender pink skin underneath.

"Oh my God!"

Yao Wentao couldn't believe it.

"Is everything done now?" Aunt Niu asked.

Su Chen nodded: "Wait a moment, I will take care of the bedsores and eczema on his body."

"Master, you also know this?"

After saying this, Yao Wentao hurriedly stripped Yao Fusheng's clothes off.

Sure enough, all the bedsores on my back and buttocks disappeared.

The kind-hearted person he met at the provincial hospital did not lie to him.

This master is more than just a miracle doctor.

Yao Wentao was so excited that his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

At the beginning, his family was very poor. His mother was seriously ill and had no money for treatment, so she could only lie in bed at home. He just called his fifth uncle with a glimmer of hope, and in the afternoon someone drove his mother to the city hospital. Afterwards, his fifth uncle arranged for him to learn how to drive, and the family's situation gradually improved.

It’s great that Uncle Wu can be cured!

Good people should be rewarded.

Su Chen waited for Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu to recover before he stood up.

"Let's go."

Yao Wentao was stunned for a moment: "Leave? Master, where are you going?"

He turned around and was about to open the car door when Xiao Liu'er, who had just come out, stopped him.

"Uncle, please help him."

"Oh oh oh, good."

"Follow Master Su."

"it is good."

Su Chen rubbed Xiao Liu'er's head and took the three of them into the ghost path.

After the dizziness subsided, Aunt Niu looked at the village that looked somewhat familiar and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wangtou Village?" Aunt Niu felt something was wrong. They had just been in Shanghai, but now they were back home. Her voice softened, "Wentao, is this Wangtou Village?"

Yao Wentao couldn't believe it either.

He wiped his eyes and drove. He was more familiar with the surrounding area of ​​his hometown than Aunt Niu.

He had been to Wangtou Village dozens of times. There was this old tree at the entrance, this earthen shrine beside it, this old yellow dog tied to the shrine. Hey? Why is there all this music and music? Did someone die?

A voice came from the front while I was confused.

"Hey, Wentao? Why are you here?"

Someone recognized him and waved and greeted him from afar.

As he approached, the man asked in confusion, "Are you here to see your uncle? Hey, where's your car?"

Yao Wentao laughed dryly: "The car is in Shanghai."

The man blinked: "Demon City?"