Su Jinyu looked at the tiger-headed child in front of him, bent down slightly and looked at the other side.
"Hello, we are here to find Doctor Zhang, is he at home?"
Hearing the man's words, the child's eyes fell on Gu Peilang, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him. The little adult raised a pair of eyebrows that resembled Crayon Xiaoxin's, and lengthened his voice: "Oh... you are here. Looking for grandpa to see a doctor?"
The information Liu Qi gave them did not say that the old man had a grandson, but Su Jinyu still nodded: "Yes."
The child reached out and pulled open the iron door to let them in.
The yard was empty, except for a well in the corner and a persimmon tree that had lost its leaves. Depressed and deserted.
"A Bao, you brought people back again!"
An elderly voice suddenly sounded like a bell from inside the house. It's just that there is an impatience and uncontrollable anger in it, and people know that the owner of this voice is not a good person to get along with.
The child named A Bao shook his body slightly, turned around and made a face at Su Jinyu and Gu Peilang, and then ran into the house with a "da da da".
Gu Peilang and Su Jinyu were standing in the courtyard, and after a while they saw the child carefully leading an old man out.
The other party looked about eighty, with silver-white hair, sunken cheeks and prominent cheekbones, and was a little out of shape. The body wrapped in a green military coat is slender and long, like the green bamboo with snow-dyed branches in winter.
Su Jinyu watched the other party walk slowly across the threshold with Po's help, and then looked in their direction accurately.
Su Jinyu's heart suddenly trembled when he met those eyes that were indifferent and without focus.
"Are you here to see a doctor?" the old man asked.
Su Jinyu: "Yes, are you Doctor Zhang?"
"You are wrong, there is no Doctor Zhang here, there is just a blind old man and a little baby, hurry up and don't disturb the purity."
The old man's words were somewhat inhumane and mean, Su Jinyu pursed his lips, bent down and gently re-tied the loose scarf around Gu Peilang's neck, and then raised his head to look at the other party.
"We didn't go wrong. Your grandson just said that you can see a doctor."
The blue veins on the old man's forehead jumped, and he raised his hand and gave the child next to him a slap on the back of the head.
"Let you put the door on the door, and you have to find something for me every day to feel at ease, right?" The gnashing of teeth had a taste of hating iron and steel, and A Bao covered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"Get out of here." After the old man said this, he turned around and entered the house, ignoring the people behind him.
Su Jinyu gently held Gu Peilang's hand: "Pei Lang..."
Seeing that the two of them didn't move, A Bao raised his voice: "Grandpa let you in."
Gu Peilang lowered his eyes and suppressed all the emotions in his eyes, and then raised his head to look at the person beside him and curled the corners of his lips: "Go in."
There was a fire burning in the small room, and the smell of sulfur monoxide was floating in the air, which was a bit pungent. A small incandescent lamp hangs from the low ceiling, and its dim light illuminates the peeling walls and shabby furniture, and there is poverty everywhere.
The old man was sitting on a bench by the fire and lighting a cigarette. The match in his hand lit up with a "cha" sound, igniting the shredded tobacco in the bong. He leaned to his mouth and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, there was a faint green smoke floating in the air, and the smell of smoke gradually spread out.
"Push him over and show me." The old man who was addicted to smoking shook the ash before speaking.
Su Jinyu pushed Gu Peilang and walked over,
At close range, the old man's eyes were even less focal under the light.
Su Jinyu subconsciously raised his hand and waved in front of the other party.
The old man was taking Gu Peilang's pulse without blinking.
"Don't try, old man, I'm blind. As for you, if you want me to see a doctor, don't question my ability, or please turn left."
Su Jinyu withdrew his hand with a "whoosh", and the old man snorted and did not speak.
After a while, he withdrew his hand, raised his hand and twisted the moustache under his chin, his thin face seemed a little serious for no reason.
"Doctor Zhang..."
"I said, there is no doctor here." The old man said coldly.
Su Jinyu changed his mouth: "Grandpa Zhang."
The old man twitched his beard for a while, but didn't make a sound.
"How long have you been lame?" he asked unceremoniously.
Gu Peilang tightened his hand holding the armrest: "Five years."
"No wonder, your femur is cracked and slightly dislocated, the muscles in your legs are exhausted, and even your muscles are dying. You didn't treat it earlier, and now you regret it?"
Every time the old man said a word, Su Jinyu's face turned pale, and A Bao, who was beside him, tilted his head with a lollipop and looked at him curiously.
"Still... Is there a cure?"
The old man rolled his eyes: "Don't ask me if you doubt me."
Su Jinyu: "I'm sorry Grandpa Zhang, I just..."
"Boy, you care about him very much, who is he to you?"
Su Jinyu squatted down in front of Gu Peilang, held the other's warm hand, and looked at the person's eyes intently and affectionately.
"He's my love."
The old man looked slightly stern, and the bong in his hand fell on the stove with a "click".
"Two men?" he said incredulously.
Su Jinyu: "Is there any problem?"
The old man didn't speak, as if he was immersed in his own world alone.
The air inexplicably became a little depressing. After a long time, he shivered and stuffed the smoking gun into his mouth, but the fire was long gone.
"It's impossible to completely restore your legs to their original state, but it can still be done to get you to stand up. Are you cured or not?"
He was asking the man in the wheelchair.
The tips of Gu Peilang's fingers holding the armrest turned white, and it was so quiet that a pin fell on the floor and could be heard clearly. He heard his tense voice.
"rule."
Su Jinyu's held breath suddenly loosened.
The old man curled his lips indistinctly, and then said in a cold voice: "Old man, let me tell you my ugly words first. During the treatment, everything needs to be obeyed by me. Disobedient people are not qualified to be my patients."
Gu Peilang: "Okay."
When the two left, Gu Peilang's arms were filled with traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the old man and a book on human acupuncture points.
A Bao sent the two of them out, stuck out a watermelon head at the alley and watched them get into the car, the pigtails behind their heads flickered.
Su Jinyu put all the medicinal materials in the trunk, and when he saw a little yellow duck lying inside, he took it out and gave it to the child.
Apparently, A Bao liked it very much, and carefully held the ducklings and waved goodbye to them.
On the way back, Su Jinyu never let go of the corners of his lips.
Gu Peilang sat beside him and tilted his head to look at him.
"Very happy?"
Su Jinyu nodded: "Pei Lang, this is the happiest day of my life."
"Aren't you happy?" He glanced sideways at the man beside him.
Gu Peilang lowered his eyes slightly, the smile on the corner of his lips was lighter than ever before, he said, "Happy."