After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Mrs. Wenxiang took Shen Nanxing and talked along the way, and finally came to a room in the backyard with a lock on the door.

Mrs. Wenxiang felt a little embarrassed: "If I don't lock him up, he will run away, so I have to resort to this last resort." As she spoke, she took the key from her waist and unlocked the door.

Shen Nanxing nodded in understanding, staring anxiously at Mrs. Wenxiang's actions as the lock was opened.

As soon as the door opened, a disheveled, white-haired old man rushed out, shouting something and trying to run out like a madman.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wenxiang pulled Shen Nanxing away in time, so the two were not hit.

Just as the old man was about to run to the door of the backyard, he bumped into Doctor Shen and Fu Jiuli. Without even raising his head, he hunched over and was about to hit them with his head.

"Old man!" Shen Nanxing's heart tightened and he shouted behind him.

The white-haired old man suddenly stopped, then slowly turned around. When he saw the familiar woman in red, he immediately became excited.

He suddenly ran quickly to Shen Nanxing, grabbed her arm and was about to run out with her, mumbling something in his mouth, and the word "run" could be vaguely heard.

Shen Nanxing stopped and pulled him back: "Don't be afraid, old man, this is Nether Valley. Old Divine Doctor Shen and Madam Wenxiang are both good people. They have been treating you for a while!"

Seeing the old man turn his head to look at her, Shen Nanxing smiled and coaxed him: "We don't need to run, the Shen old doctor and his wife are not bad people, don't be afraid, ah!"

The old man looked at the other three people around him warily. At Shen Nanxing's signal, the old doctor Shen and his wife and Fu Jiuli all gave the old man a friendly smile.

Only then did the old man gradually calm down.

Fu Jiuli walked to the side of the lady, calmly pulled her arm out of the old man's hand, and naturally took her into his arms.

The old man immediately glared at him fiercely, and Fu Jiuli smiled at him again.

Shen Nanxing explained: "Old man, this is my husband Fu Jiuli, he means no harm."

The old man snorted coldly and glanced away without looking at him.

Madam Wen Xiang crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "I told you I was treating you out of kindness, but you refused to believe me and insisted on running away!"

"Can you stay and get well now?"

The old man looked at Shen Nanxing with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Shen Nanxing looked at him and smiled: "Old man, Dr. Shen and Madam Wenxiang are very skilled doctors. Please stay here and get cured. Then I will come to take you back, okay?"

The old man nodded subconsciously, but suddenly slapped his face, shook his head frantically, and waved his hands in front of him.

Shen Nanxing frowned and asked tentatively: "Don't you want to get treatment?"

The old doctor shook his head and waved his hands again and again.

Fu Jiuli lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "You mean, you're willing to treat the disease, but not your face...right?"

The old man nodded repeatedly, and after a while of grumbling in his throat, his hoarse voice uttered two simple syllables. If you listen carefully, you can hear that they are: "No... face..."

Madam Wenxiang remembered something and suddenly slapped her thigh: "No wonder!"

Several people focused their attention on her.

Madam Wen Xiang said, "He's been quite cooperative these days when we've had him take herbal baths and take medicine, but when we try to apply ointment to his face, he struggles mightily and refuses to allow it."

"So the toxins in his body have been almost eliminated, and his burned throat should be almost healed in half a month. The only thing is his face, which still hasn't been treated with any medicine..."

Shen Nanxing looked at the old man's face, which was covered with wrinkles and hideous scars. She couldn't help but persuade him, "Old man, if you are willing to apply the medicine obediently, your face will definitely be restored to its original state in time. Let's heal your face as well, okay?"

Unexpectedly, after saying this, the old man became crazy again. He ran back to the house, took out a porcelain bowl and threw it against the wall, then put the remaining piece of broken porcelain in his hand against his neck.

"Old man, what are you doing?" Shen Nanxing exclaimed and approached: "Put down the porcelain piece!"

But as soon as she got closer, the old man pushed the broken porcelain piece deeper into her flesh, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.

Shen Nanxing stopped in a hurry: "Don't get excited, I won't come over."

"If you don't want to have your face treated, then we won't. Put the porcelain pieces down quickly. It's too dangerous."

The old man did not loosen his grip and glanced at Madam Wen Xiang warily.

Madam Wen Xiang quickly waved her hands: "No treatment, no treatment. I promise I will never touch your face. Is that okay?"

It makes me angry just thinking about it. How many people have begged her to treat their illnesses, but now she is the one who is rushing to treat them, and they are threatening her with death?

What the hell is going on! If Nan Xing hadn't cared about him, she would have told him to get out long ago. What kind of attitude...

The old man finally got the broken porcelain pieces off his neck.

Shen Nanxing quickly stepped forward and took the broken porcelain pieces from his hand, and then took a handkerchief to stop the bleeding on his neck.

Fu Jiuli took the handkerchief and said, "I'll do it."

The old man took a step back, his eyes showing clear rejection.

Fu Jiuli: "My wife is afraid of blood."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his hand to cover his neck, and put it down after a moment.

Afraid of blood... Can you still be a general and go to the battlefield?

However, in just a moment of stunned silence, Fu Jiuli had already bandaged him.

Shen Nanxing glared at him speechlessly, then looked at the old man gently: "Old man, just rest assured and get well here. Once your throat and toxins are healed, I'll come and take you back."

"By the way, I'm married to Prince Li's Mansion now and live there. Are you willing to live with me there?"

The old man immediately shook his head and waved his hands.

Shen Nanxing: "So do you still want to go back to Nanyang Marquis Mansion and take care of the flowers and plants in my mother's yard?"

The old man nodded.

Shen Nanxing smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll come and pick you up and take you back to Nanyang Marquis Mansion."

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On the way back, Shen Nanxing was lost in thought: "I always feel that the old man is a little strange. Why is he so resistant to facial treatment?"