Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Su Xiaomeng poured Fang Lin a glass of water and asked him to sit in the living room for a while. Then she tidied up the bathroom for Fang Lin and found him a new set of clothes.

"These are the clothes I bought for my dad last year. Don't worry, he has never worn them once. You put them on after you take a shower. Take off your clothes and I will wash them for you."

Su Xiaomeng was afraid that Fang Lin wouldn't like the style of her father's clothes, so she spoke carefully, but Fang Lin didn't care at all. He took the clothes and thanked her, then walked into the bathroom.

After he went in for more than ten seconds, Su Xiaomeng finally seemed to remember something. She was unable to move forward or retreat for a while, with a wave of embarrassment and shyness on her face.

Su Changqing lived in the master bedroom, which had a separate bathroom. The bathroom Fang Lin went into was the bathroom Su Xiaomeng used alone. She was only looking for clothes, slippers, bath towels and other things for Fang Lin, but she completely forgot that there was a hanging in the bathroom. Wearing her underwear.

The most important thing is that in addition to the clean underwear, there are also underwear that she hasn't had time to wash on the storage box in the corner.

I just hope Brother Fang didn't see it, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Su Xiaomeng was like an anxious rabbit, restless and praying over and over in her heart.

Fang Lin took off his clothes, stood under the shower head, turned on the cold water, and felt a surge of energy all over his body.

When he was training in the army, he and his comrades dared to roll in the snow shirtless in the northern polar region where the temperature was minus 40 degrees Celsius, and they took a cold shower, so it was no problem.

After taking a shower and feeling comfortable, he opened the box next to him to look for a bath towel. He saw a set of black lace thin and transparent underwear with obvious signs of wear piled inside.

Su Xiaomeng usually looks very conservative in her clothing, but her underwear is very provocative.

Shaking his head, Fang Lin simply ran his skills, stimulating a trace of vitality to dry the water droplets on his skin. Then he put on the clothes Su Xiaomeng took out and walked out.

While Fang Lin was taking a shower, Su Xiaomeng had carefully cooked a bowl of noodles for him. When he saw him coming out of the shower, he invited him to sit down and eat.

Su Xiaomeng didn't know whether the noodles she cooked were to Fang Lin's taste, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was eating so happily.

While Fang Lin was eating noodles, she walked into the bathroom uneasily.

After seeing that his underwear had been tampered with, he couldn't help but let out a cry and felt that his legs were a little weak. His face was even hotter.

After cleaning up the bathroom and washing Fang Lin's clothes by hand, Su Xiaomeng's shy mood finally eased a little.

After coming out again, Fang Lin had finished eating the noodles: "I don't know if it's convenient for uncle now. If it's convenient, I would like to go see a doctor now."

"It's convenient. My dad can hardly sleep for long every day. He is always disturbed by coughing."

Su Xiaomeng nodded, but said worriedly: "Brother Fang, do you think there is hope?"

Fang Lin also knew about Su Changqing's condition, and he could diagnose it even by listening to Su Changqing's cough.

However, the specific situation needs to be understood after in-depth diagnosis and examination. He did not make big claims, but just said: "Let's take a look first and then talk."

"Yeah! I'll take you in." Su Xiaomeng clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and led Fang Lin into Su Changqing's bedroom.

There was a faint smell of decay and medicine in the room. This smell would affect a normal person's mood if he smelled it for a long time.

A thin man with only a few hairs on his head was lying on the bed. Although it was a hot summer day, he was still covered with a thick quilt and seemed to be afraid of the cold.

"Ahem!" When the man saw Su Xiaomeng coming in with a guest, the man wanted to say hello, but before he could say a word, he coughed violently.

He coughed so hard that he was almost hunched over like a shrimp. It took him a long time to stop coughing. He forced a smile and said feebly: "Xiao Meng, is this your friend?"

Su Xiaomeng introduced: "Dad, this is the head of Fenghuang Village I told you, Fang Lin. Yu Fei's work partner."

"Hello, uncle." Fang Lin came to the bedside and bowed slightly to greet Su Changqing.

"Hello, ahem, hello." Su Changqing, who had been bedridden for a long time, seemed to be in a good mood after not seeing a new face for a long time.

Su Xiaomeng smiled. She hadn't seen her father smile for a long time. She said softly: "Dad, Brother Fang knows Chinese medicine. I'll ask someone to come over and take a look at your body. You have to cooperate well later." ,do you know?"

Su Changqing smiled bitterly when he heard this and sighed: "You kid, aren't you torturing Village Chief Fang? It's not like you don't know about my illness. How can you take care of it?"

Fang Lin sat down by the bed and said, "Uncle, hand over your wrist and let me take your pulse first."

Su Changqing has advanced liver cancer and will die sooner or later. If a patient like this is lucky, he can only spend money to extend his life for a few more days, and it is still worse than death.

In fact, Su Changqing had already had enough life, and he wanted to end it on his own more than once, so as not to burden his daughter. However, Su Xiaomeng persisted in not giving up and encouraged him, which allowed him to survive until today.

In his opinion, the reason why Su Xiaomeng asked Fang Lin to see him was because he was in a hurry and sought treatment because he had some unrealistic illusions.

As soon as the thought changed, Su Changqing did not stretch out his arms and said: "I won't see you for the disease. There is nothing good to see. The smell in my room is not good. After all, I am a dying person. Xiao Meng, go and make a pot of tea." Please sit down in the living room, Xiao Fang, and don’t neglect the guests.”

Fang Lin smiled faintly and took Su Changqing's hand out: "Uncle, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. You don't have any hope for your disease anyway, so what does it matter if you let me take a look?"

"After all, this is your daughter's wish, and I'm already here, so I won't waste any time, right?"

Seeing that he had said so, Su Changqing stopped resisting, smiled softly, shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid of troublesome you. Since you said so, just take a look."

Fang Lin nodded, put his finger on Su Changqing's wrist pulse, injected a bit of vitality, and felt it carefully.

After a moment, Fang Lin's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and he already understood the situation inside Su Changqing's body.

Su Changqing's liver cancer has indeed reached an advanced stage, and the cancer cells have spread to more than half of his body. If this continues, he will only have a few months to live. Su Xiaomeng poured Fang Lin a glass of water and asked him to sit in the living room for a while. Then she tidied up the bathroom for Fang Lin and found him a new set of clothes.

"These are the clothes I bought for my dad last year. Don't worry, he has never worn them once. You put them on after you take a shower. Take off your clothes and I will wash them for you."

Su Xiaomeng was afraid that Fang Lin wouldn't like the style of her father's clothes, so she spoke carefully, but Fang Lin didn't care at all. He took the clothes and thanked her, then walked into the bathroom.

After he went in for more than ten seconds, Su Xiaomeng finally seemed to remember something. She was unable to move forward or retreat for a while, with a wave of embarrassment and shyness on her face.

Su Changqing lived in the master bedroom, which had a separate bathroom. The bathroom Fang Lin went into was the bathroom Su Xiaomeng used alone. She was only looking for clothes, slippers, bath towels and other things for Fang Lin, but she completely forgot that there was a hanging in the bathroom. Wearing her underwear.

The most important thing is that in addition to the clean underwear, there are also underwear that she hasn't had time to wash on the storage box in the corner.

I just hope Brother Fang didn't see it, otherwise it would be embarrassing. ??

Su Xiaomeng was like an anxious rabbit, restless and praying over and over in her heart.

Fang Lin took off his clothes, stood under the shower head, turned on the cold water, and felt a surge of energy all over his body.

When he was training in the army, he and his comrades dared to roll in the snow shirtless in the northern polar region where the temperature was minus 40 degrees Celsius, and it was no problem to take a cold shower.

After he felt comfortable after taking a shower, he opened the box next to him to look for a bath towel. He saw a set of black lace thin and transparent underwear with obvious signs of wear piled inside.

Su Xiaomeng usually looks very conservative in her clothing, but her underwear is very provocative.

Shaking his head, Fang Lin simply ran his skills, stimulating a trace of vitality to dry out the water droplets on his skin. Then he put on the clothes Su Xiaomeng took out and walked out.

While Fang Lin was taking a shower, Su Xiaomeng had carefully cooked a bowl of noodles for him. When he saw him coming out of the shower, he invited him to sit down and eat.

Su Xiaomeng didn't know whether the noodles she cooked were to Fang Lin's taste, so she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was eating so happily.

While Fang Lin was eating noodles, she walked into the bathroom uneasily.

After seeing that his underwear had been tampered with, he couldn't help but let out a cry and felt that his legs were a little weak. His face was even hotter.

After cleaning up the bathroom and washing Fang Lin's clothes by hand, Su Xiaomeng's shy mood finally eased a little.

After coming out again, Fang Lin had finished eating the noodles: "I don't know if it's convenient for uncle now. If it's convenient, I would like to go see a doctor now."

"It's convenient. My dad can hardly sleep for long every day. He is always disturbed by coughing."

Su Xiaomeng nodded, but said worriedly: "Brother Fang, do you think there is hope?"

Fang Lin also knew about Su Changqing's condition, and he could diagnose it just by listening to Su Changqing's cough.

However, the specific situation still needs to be understood after in-depth diagnosis and examination. He did not make big claims, he just said: "Let's take a look first before talking."

"Yeah! I'll take you in." Su Xiaomeng clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and led Fang Lin into Su Changqing's bedroom.

There was a faint smell of decay and medicine in the room. This smell would affect a normal person's mood if he smelled it for a long time.

A thin man with only a few hairs on his head was lying on the bed. Although it was a hot summer day, he was still covered with a thick quilt and seemed to be afraid of the cold.

"Ahem!" When the man saw Su Xiaomeng coming in with the guests, he wanted to say hello, but before he could say a word, he coughed violently.

He coughed so hard that he was almost hunched over like a shrimp. It took him a long time to stop coughing. He forced a smile and said weakly: "Xiao Meng, is this your friend?"

Su Xiaomeng introduced: "Dad, this is the Fenghuang Village chief I told you, Fang Lin. Yufei's work partner."

"Hello, uncle." Fang Lin came to the bedside and bowed slightly to greet Su Changqing.

"Hello, ahem, hello." Su Changqing, who had been bedridden for a long time, seemed to be in a good mood after not seeing a new face for a long time.

Su Xiaomeng smiled. She hadn't seen her father smile for a long time. She said softly: "Dad, Brother Fang knows Chinese medicine. I'll ask someone to come over and take a look at your body. You have to cooperate well later." ,do you know?"

Su Changqing smiled bitterly when he heard this, and sighed: "You kid, aren't you torturing Village Chief Fang? It's not like you don't know about my illness, how can you take care of it?"

Fang Lin sat down by the bed and said, "Uncle, hand over your wrist and let me take your pulse first."

Su Changqing has advanced liver cancer and will die sooner or later. For patients like this, if they are lucky, they can only use money to extend their lives for a few more days, and they are still worse off than dead.

In fact, Su Changqing had already had enough of life, and more than once he wanted to end it on his own, so as not to drag his daughter down. It was only Su Xiaomeng who persisted in not giving up and encouraged him that allowed him to survive until today.

In his opinion, the reason why Su Xiaomeng asked Fang Lin to see him was that he sought medical treatment in a hurry and had some unrealistic illusions.

As soon as the thought changed, Su Changqing did not stretch out his arms and said: "I won't see you for the disease. There is nothing good to see. The smell in my room is not good. After all, I am a dying person. Xiao Meng, go and make a pot of tea." Please sit down in the living room, Xiao Fang, and don’t neglect the guests.”

Fang Lin smiled faintly and took Su Changqing's hand out: "Uncle, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. You don't have any hope for your disease anyway, so what does it matter if you let me take a look?"

"After all, this is your daughter's wish, and I'm already here, so I won't waste any time, right?"

Seeing that he had said so, Su Changqing stopped resisting, smiled softly, shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid of troublesome you. Since you said so, just take a look."

Fang Lin nodded, put his finger on Su Changqing's wrist pulse, injected a bit of vitality, and felt it carefully.

After a moment, Fang Lin's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and he already understood the situation inside Su Changqing's body.

Su Changqing's liver cancer has indeed reached an advanced stage, and the cancer cells have spread to most of his body. If this continues, he will only have a few months to live.