She favors the Sixth Palace again

"Come on, come on, my little beggar is here! I'll tell him to beat you to death!"

As soon as he saw the little beggar back, the old beggar suddenly became energetic and spat at the beggar opposite, looking very proud of himself.

"Bah!" The beggar opposite was not to be outdone and spat back.

Seeing that the two people were about to fight each other again, the little beggar kicked a broken basket on the side. The broken basket was also picked up. It was already dilapidated. How could it withstand such a kick? He was immediately kicked to pieces.

The ruined temple had been in disrepair for a long time, and a group of beggars had no consciousness of taking care of it. When they stepped on it, not only the broken baskets were smashed, but also a cloud of soil was thrown up, which made people cough.

Yun Lan frowned and raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose. Before she could say anything, she heard the little beggar said impatiently: "Don't call me into a fight with someone! When your leg is cured, you can love it yourself." Fight whoever you fight with!"

"Hey, you bastard!" The old beggar couldn't keep his face, so he grabbed the hay under his body and threw it at the little beggar, causing another round of panic.

The little beggar was hiding and said angrily: "Do you still want to be cured?"

"Treat, treat, treat!" The old beggar was so angry that he could only breathe heavily, "Where is the doctor you, you bastard, found for me?!"

The little beggar looked at Yun Lan.

All the beggars in the ruined temple followed the little beggar's gaze and looked at Yun Lan.

I saw a young man in a cotton robe looking at them with a frown. The young man's figure was as tall and straight as a green bamboo. Standing in this ruined temple and a bunch of beggars, there was a sudden sense of dissonance.

"Hahahahahaha..." A group of beggars laughed wildly without giving Yun Lan any face.

"This turns out to be the doctor Xiao Qiaoer sent for!"

"I'm afraid you secretly tricked a young master from someone else's family?"

"Boy, you've been fooled! Once you've entered this beggar's den, you can't get out!"

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For a while, the voices of teasing Little Beggar and teasing Yunlan could be heard.

The old beggar became even more angry and even dragged his injured leg to sit up. He was panting heavily and wanted to hit the little beggar: "Are you kidding me?!"

"Don't you want to see it?" the little beggar asked impatiently.

The old beggar sneered: "I think you wish you would feel better if I died! Don't forget who picked you up! If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago..."

The old beggar was still chattering about settling old accounts. The little beggar listened expressionlessly and had no intention of interrupting him.

The beggars around them have long been commonplace, and they don't advise them. If they are not really poor and can't even eat leftovers, they will definitely beg for some melon seeds and watch the fun while cracking them.

But Yun Lan couldn't listen anymore and said directly: "I am the doctor."

"What a stupid boy!" The old beggar was not happy to be interrupted, but seeing Yun Lan's appearance of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, he wanted to scold him again.

"My family has been practicing medicine for generations." Yun Lan said calmly.

The old beggar opened his mouth, and his eyes scanned Yun Lan back and forth. After a long while, he was still afraid of missing an opportunity, so he said harshly: "If you don't like me, I will beat this little beggar to death!"

Little beggar: "..."

Yun Lan: "..."

Yun Lan endured it again and again before swallowing the sentence "This little beggar is not that important to me." The old beggar was filthy and smelly, and his injured leg was not treated in time, so the wound was covered with rotten flesh. When Yun Lan saw his injury, her frown deepened.

"Ha," the old beggar said with a smile when he saw his expression, "Your family has been practicing medicine for generations. I don't think you have ever really seen anyone's illness or treated their injuries, have you? You are practicing with me!"

"Thorn-"

Yun Lan tore the old beggar's trouser legs cleanly.

"I killed you!!!"

The old beggar's pig-killing cry sounded in the ruined temple.

Yun Lan put her hand on his mute point without changing her expression, and the old beggar suddenly silenced himself - this boy is a man of real ability and a master who doesn't say many ruthless words. He was able to beg outside for many years and still live to this age. Although he has a bad temper, he also knows when to shut up and who he can't afford to offend.

The old beggar looked at his only pair of worn-out cotton trousers with distress. Thinking of how he would have to bare his buttocks and be laughed at by other people in the temple in the future, his heart suddenly became filled with despair and he became more honest.

Yun Lan's technique was even more crisp and clear. He quickly fixed his broken bones and took out a small, bright silver dagger from his arms.

As soon as the dagger came out, the old beggar was so frightened that he almost fainted on the spot - what is this kid doing? !

However, Yun Lan had already ordered the little beggar to press down the old beggar firmly.

Although the little beggar is thin, he is actually very strong. After all, the old beggar is old and injured. How could he break free?

The old beggar who had his mute acupuncture point opened his mouth silently, excruciating pain, and watched helplessly as Yun Lan removed the rotten flesh from his legs.

"Shoot-"

After sprinkling some medicinal powder on the old beggar's injured leg, Yun Lan simply tore off a large piece of clean cloth from her underwear and bandaged the old beggar; she also found some fairly straight wooden boards on the spot. After fixing the old beggar's leg, he carefully cleaned the dagger and put it back again.

Yun Lan's movements were so crisp and clean that all the beggars in the room looked straight at him. For some reason, they were calmed down by the seriousness on his face. No one dared to make fun of him anymore. They always felt that He would raise his hand to give himself a knife at any time - after all, when he touched the old beggar's mute hole and asked the little beggar to hold the old beggar down, he did not hesitate at all; the old beggar struggled like that, he scraped the carrion His hands didn't even shake.

"Okay." Yun Lan stood up.

The old beggar gestured and pointed at his own mouth in a hurry.

Only then did Yun Lan remember and unblock his acupuncture points.

As soon as the old beggar regained his voice, he immediately let out a series of curses. Yun Lan looked at him calmly before he stopped and said, "I'm not scolding you..."

"Okay, let's go." Yun Lan looked at the little beggar.

"Hey, where are you going?!" The old beggar was anxious.

He has a broken leg now and has a bad temper. The other beggars in this ruined temple are not so kind to serve him. If this little beggar also ran away with others and his legs were healed but he died of hunger and thirst, he Who can I talk to to reason with you?

"I'm looking for money!" The little beggar took out a roasted sweet potato from his arms and threw it into the arms of the old beggar. "I'll give you medical treatment for free? I'll give you medicine for free? You have to have it." With such a good life, why would you break your leg?!"

The old beggar: "..."

This seems to be the case.

"He sold himself to our family." Yun Lan said with a cold face, "Hurry up and leave!"