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However, he didn't know if it was because his emotions had changed too fast or if Bian Que had made a mistake when he was trying to cure his emotions. Liu chen felt that his emotions had slowly recovered, but his recovery was a little strange.

"Teacher, I'm so sad."

When he regained his emotions, the sadness in his heart was magnified infinitely.

Originally, he was sad that his hand was broken and he couldn't learn medicine, but he wasn't very sad. But now, whenever he thought of this, he felt extremely painful and even wanted to cry.

As he thought about it, he really burst into tears.

Looking at him like this, Bian Que had a gloating expression on his face. He glanced at liu chen and said, "I'm sorry, it's a little heavy, but I can't change it now. It can only be like this for now. You don't have to worry about me. You can cry for an hour or two. It's fine. It's a man's husband's. Crying will help your health."

Hearing Bian Que's words, liu chen was even more sad and his tears were more fierce.

Liu chen looked at Bian Que and asked for help, "Teacher, can you help me heal my crying? This is too strange."

If he was going to cry for an hour or two, he would rather he was in a state where he had no emotions at all. At least that way, he would feel more comfortable. It was really embarrassing to keep crying like this.

He didn't know what would happen to him if he cried in his dream like this.

In the ward, it was already dark. Peng xiaoxiao saw that liu chen had fallen asleep and was going to fetch some water to wipe his face. However, when she turned around, she saw liu chen's face full of tears. Scared her.

"Ah chen, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"

Unfortunately, liu chen couldn't hear his voice in his sleep.

Peng xiaoxiao gently wiped away the tears on liu chen's face, and her heart ached for him. At this moment, yun haoyue spoke up, "Pretty auntie, does uncle liu feel particularly painful? Look at him, he cried even when he fell asleep."

Yun haoyue also felt sorry for liu chen. After all, liu chen was one of the people he cared about now, so seeing him in such pain, his heart ached. He reached out to touch liu chen's broken hand, but he was afraid that he would hurt, so he could only withdraw his hand.

Peng xiaoxiao touched his head and said, "Haoyue, uncle liu must be in a lot of pain right now. Because there is no way to express his pain in real life, he can only show it in his sleep. Let's not tell anyone about this and don't let uncle liu know, okay?"

Although she didn't quite understand the adult world, yun haoyue still obediently nodded.

He thought that the pretty aunt had already said that, which proved that crying for adults, is a very disgraceful thing.

It was just that he didn't understand why he didn't let tears flow out of his heart. In his opinion, crying wasn't a shameful thing. What was shameful was that the people in the amusement park today were the ones whose faces and mouths were really shameful.

In his dream, liu chen was desperate, especially when Bian Que told him that there was no way to help him stop his tears.

Liu chen felt that he had never cried like this in his entire life, which made him feel extremely painful.

"Teacher, you'd better change me back to a state where I'm not in the mood. I prefer that state, but I don't like it."

He was really about to collapse. It was not embarrassing for a grown man to cry, but it was too humiliating to cry for no reason.

Bian Que made himself a cup of tea, poured himself a cup, and poured liu chen a cup before he spoke, "I can't help it. You can only do this now. Don't worry. It'll be fine in two hours. You have to trust me."

Liu chen always felt that Bian Que was not trustworthy. He always felt that Bian Que did it on purpose to see him laugh.

But now, he had no other choice but to believe.

Liu chen sat next to Bian Que obediently and asked while crying, "Teacher, is my hand still alive?"

Although he felt that it was not easy to do such a thing with his bones broken, he still wanted to look forward to it. After all, without his hands, he could not continue to study medicine and he would not be able to complete what he promised the old headmaster. Most importantly, he could not continue to do what he wanted to do.

Looking at his expectant eyes, Bian Que shook his head and said, "Although telling the truth will make you feel unhappy, but when a bone is broken, there is no way to cure it in medicine. After all, the bone has already formed and can't grow anymore. Unless I use my spirit energy to help you repair it, but i It's not going to end well for us."

Hearing this, liu chen didn't say anything more. Even if his hands were crippled and he couldn't take the surgical knife and needles, he could still continue to study medicine, but he couldn't do it himself, and it was a lot less fun.

Thinking of this, liu chen's tears slowly stopped. After all, for him now, the saddest thing was that his hand was broken and he couldn't learn anymore. As long as he thought about it, he wouldn't have such thoughts as sad, and his tears would naturally stop.

Seeing that he had stopped crying, Bian Que's face was filled with regret, which made liu chen feel that Bian Que wanted to laugh at him on purpose.

"Aiya, why don't you continue crying?"

Hearing Bian Que's regretful tone, liu chen touched his nose and was speechless.

"Aiya, I can't cry anymore. I'm really sorry. I don't have any reason to let the teacher continue to watch jokes. It's all the students' fault."

Hearing liu chen's words, the person who touched his nose turned into Bian Que.

Bian Que felt a little disappointed. Now, liu chen wasn't as fun as he used to be. At least, liu chen wouldn't be so smart and articulate in the past. He was much more lovable than he was now.

Forget it, he had to bear the burden of the successor he had chosen.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'll help you heal your broken hand."

"But didn't you say it, teacher? Cultivators can't interfere with the affairs of mortals. What method do you use to help students manage their hands?"

If he wanted Bian Que to make an exception, he would rather be crippled like this. He didn't want to implicate others because of him. He couldn't do such a thing and didn't care to do it. So, as long as Bian Que nodded, he would immediately stop his thoughts.