Nan Feng was shocked when he heard this, "Which one?"
"That's the woman you brought for medical treatment last year," the porter replied.
"When did she arrive?" Nanfeng asked.
"She just arrived this morning. I recognized her, so I was the first to inform her that the owner of the family had invited her up the mountain," the concierge said.
"Thank you." Nanfeng touched the money bag at his waist. How could he not miss that the doorman was showing his kindness and asking for reward.
The concierge waved his hands repeatedly when he saw this, "Your wallet was left behind last time..."
"That's for you." Nanfeng interrupted the concierge. Last time he came to seek medical treatment with Yuan Anning in his arms. Because he came too early, Uncle Wang had not yet opened the door for treatment, so he threw the money bag into the concierge's room. In the wooden house, he tried to bribe the concierge to report it earlier, but the incident was urgent. The concierge got the money but failed to do anything for him. People have different patterns, and their concerns are also big and small. For the concierge, he got the money but failed to do anything. It's a bit unkind to help others, which may be why he came to show his kindness.
Seeing Nanfeng say this, the concierge was worried about something, so he ran quickly and went up to report it.
Not everyone can be a good servant, but this concierge did a very good job. He jogged as he went up the mountain, stopped for a while at the thatched cottage on the mountainside, and then ran down again when Uncle Wang was trading with Nanfeng that day. He was also present, knowing that Nanfeng was not an ordinary person, and he had no other way to please and make friends with him. He could only put in some effort and go back quickly to show his respect for Nanfeng.
"The master of the house is treating your friend. If there is news, please go up and wait," the porter said to Nanfeng. After saying this, he turned to look at the other guests waiting for treatment. I’m afraid I won’t have any free time today for cardiac diagnosis and treatment, so please go and come back tomorrow.”
After saying that, he left behind a group of guests who looked dissatisfied and disappointed, and came over to apologize to Nanfeng, "Hero, let's go, I will take you up the mountain."
Nanfeng is really not used to such courtesy. Growing up, there were very few people who spoke favorably to him and had a smile on his face. But now that he is being treated with such hospitality, the gap is really too big and it comes too quickly. .
As the porter arrived at the thatched cottage on the mountainside, the porter introduced the south wind into the main house, and then was busy making tea. There turned out to be an old servant serving tea beside Uncle Wang, but the old servant was later killed by Li Chaozong and Wang Zhong .
Uncle Wang was not in the room at this time, nor was Yuan Anning. There was a secret room to the north of the thatched cottage, and the two of them should be in it.
Not long after Nanfeng sat down, the secret door on the north wall was pushed open from the inside, and Uncle Wang poked his head out, "It will take half an hour, don't be anxious."
Uncle Wang was wearing a mask on his face and thin gut gloves on his hands. Both gut gloves were stained with fresh blood.
"Thank you." Nanfeng bowed his head and thanked him.
Uncle Wang didn't say much and turned back. Whether intentionally or not, he didn't close the secret door.
Nanfeng didn't want to go and pry, but he couldn't help but walked over. He saw that there was a large space inside the secret room, which was divided into two areas: east and west. On the east side were various strange and weird artifacts, which should have been used by Uncle Wang for many years. collection.
There are many medicine shelves on the west side, with various medicinal materials placed on them. There is a stone bed in the middle area of the west side. There are a large number of strange Qihuang utensils on one side of the stone bed. Yuan Anning is lying on the stone bed with his feet facing outward. Covered in black linen, Uncle Wang stood on the right side of the stone bed, busy and busy.
Uncle Wang was also a man of cultivation. He heard the footsteps and knew that Nan Feng was visiting from outside. Without raising his head, he said while busy, "Your friend has taken Ma Fei San and is falling asleep."
"Thank you, sir." Nanfeng thanked him again. Some people are stupid when they are young and become even stupider when they get older. But some people are smart when they are young and become smarter when they get older. Uncle Wang undoubtedly belongs to the latter. He should have left the door open on purpose. , the purpose is to let Nanfeng watch from the outside. Yuan Anning is in a coma at this time. Although he is a doctor, he is still a man. This is to avoid suspicion and so that Nanfeng will not think too much.
At this moment, the concierge brought tea. As soon as he opened the door, the wind came in. Nanfeng was afraid that dust would enter the secret room, so he tried to close the stone door, but he couldn't find the mechanism, so he could only block the door.
The concierge brought tea and left, not forgetting to close the door after leaving.
Nanfeng returned to the guest seat, sat down and drank a few sips of tea, but he was still worried, so he returned to the stone door with the teacup. At this time, Uncle Wang was busy in the secret room. There were two types of busyness, one was in a hurry, One is methodical, and Uncle Wang is the latter. His movements are very fast and coherent, and he is extremely skilled in using various instruments. At this time, it should be at the critical moment of the connection. Uncle Wang is testing the seams and seams while testing the needle. , flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.
As the saying goes, there is specialization in skills, and the top figures in every profession are worthy of respect, and the same is true for doctors. There are thousands of doctors in the world, but I am afraid that he is the only one who has reached the level of Uncle Wang. If he wants to make a profit in life, he can do what others can do. Doing something is enough, but if you want to reach the top and gain both fame and fortune, you must do what others cannot do.
Such a complicated connection was very difficult even for Uncle Wang to do. Not only did he have to do the precise connection and fast stitches, but he also had to test the needle from time to time. The silver needle pricked Yuan Anning's right arm. According to the location where Uncle Wang inserted the needle, It seems that what he pricked was not acupuncture points, but tendons. The silver needle pricked and stimulated the muscles and bones. The prosthetic hand covered with black cloth may react. If there is no reaction, it needs to be reconnected.
Uncle Wang is already quite old, and such heavy and stressful work soon makes him sweat profusely. The clothes Uncle Wang wears are specially made, and there is a towel sewn on each elbow. He may be worried that dripping sweat will infect the wound. Uncle Wang While busy, you also need to wipe sweat frequently.
The continuous time was longer than Uncle Wang expected. I don’t know when it started. It took another hour after Nanfeng arrived before Uncle Wang finished his work. He placed the needle and tried again. The prosthetic hand bent and stretched freely, and he could grasp it. Pinch and pinch, very flexible.
After putting down the knife and scissors, Uncle Wang poured a little powder from a porcelain bottle and applied it to the joint. He took another pill and fed Yuan Anning with water.
After doing this, he pulled off his scarf, took off his gut gloves, and drank water while closely observing Yuan Anning's right wrist.
"Thank you for your hard work, sir." Nanfeng sincerely thanked him. He had witnessed most of the process. Uncle Wang really tried his best.
"Fortunately, luckily I did not disgrace my life." Uncle Wang was also relieved.
Just as Nanfeng was about to speak, Uncle Wang added, "I have done many surgeries in my life, and this one is the most satisfying."
Seeing Uncle Wang say this, Nanfeng was completely relieved. Although Uncle Wang acted erratically, he was very calm. Since he said it was good, it was really good.
Uncle Wang waved to Nanfeng, "Come and see."
Hearing this, Nanfeng entered the secret room sideways and walked towards the stone bed.
Uncle Wang took off the black cloth covering Yuan Anning's right hand, "No matter how well-made an ordinary prosthetic limb is, it is still a foreign object and cannot be as sensitive as flesh and blood. But you found the Nine Heavens Black Iron and used the Momen to create something." After being smelted and beaten with the art of smelting and beating, although your friend's palm looks slender, it is actually very strong. Even a sharp weapon made of hundreds of refined steel cannot be destroyed. With the help of my muscle-stretching art, you can have a tactile feeling. , now it’s just like the real palm.”
"Mr. Mister's miraculous doctor's hand has the power of heaven. I can't say thank you for your great kindness. I'll repay you later." Nanfeng hurriedly bowed his head and thanked her. Although Yuan Anning is not an ordinary woman, she still has the heart of a woman. The prosthetic hand is so exquisitely made, but The color is different from the skin tone, but other than that it is almost unrecognizable as a prosthetic hand.
"I'm serious, I'm serious," Uncle Wang waved his hand modestly, "It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, but your prosthetic hand is the best. Without tough skin and bones, no matter how many gorgeous feathers you have, there will be nothing to attach to."
It can be seen that Uncle Wang is very satisfied with his masterpiece. He looks at it frequently and appreciates it carefully.
"When will she wake up?" Nanfeng asked.
"You will wake up naturally when the power of Ma Fei Powder dissipates." After speaking, Uncle Wang turned around and walked out, "Go out and talk."
When they arrived at the living room outside, the two of them sat down as guest and host. Uncle Wang brought a cup of tea and asked with a smile, "What happened? Did you have a quarrel?"
Nanfeng was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that he and Yuan Anning did not come at the same time. In Uncle Wang's opinion, the two of them must have had a quarrel. Yuan Anning arrived first. He was worried and found another reason to follow.
"Sir, I misunderstood. I just came from the northeast and bumped into him by chance." Nanfeng explained.
"Haha, what a coincidence." Uncle Wang's expression and tone showed that he didn't believe Nanfeng's words.
Nanfeng was too lazy to continue explaining. He took a few sips of herbal tea and briefly explained what happened in the Northeastern battlefield and what he had said about Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang knows.
"The five Yang-Returning Pills I had with you are the last of my wealth. If you want anything else, the Yang-Returning Pills are gone." Uncle Wang said with a smile, and Nanfeng admitted in front of everyone that he had a relationship with him. It was a good thing for him to pass the deal, and it was even better to be promoted to Dongyuan. There were rare things to live in, and he won the bet.
Nanfeng put down the tea cup and said, "Sir, you misunderstood. I came here for other reasons."
"Huh?" Uncle Wang looked sideways.
Seeing him like this, Nanfeng knew that the porter had not conveyed his original words to Uncle Wang before, so he repeated what he had said from the bottom of the mountain.
After hearing this, Uncle Wang laughed again, "Someone wants to poison you?"
When Nanfeng heard this, he knew that Uncle Wang had misunderstood again. Uncle Wang had previously been to the Blackwater Swamp and poisoned the northwest wind outlet in an attempt to retaliate against Li Chaozong. At that time, he should have seen him with Zhuge Chanjuan, and now he is with Zhuge Chanjuan. With Yuan Anning accompanying him, it's no wonder that Uncle Wang would regard him as a philandering and heartless man.
"It's not what my husband thinks. I'm worried that others will poison me." Nanfeng said.
Uncle Wang naturally would not pry into his privacy and said, "Poisons are also divided into five elements. There are no less than a thousand kinds of poisons in the five elements. No one can truly be immune to all poisons. It's not that I am stingy in giving, but there is really no such way. "
Before Nanfeng could answer, Uncle Wang added, "It's true that you can't be immune to all poisons, but there is a way to prevent poisons. Just wait a moment, and I'll give you a gadget."
As he spoke, Uncle Wang stood up and returned to the secret room on the north side. After a while, he brought out a small flat box. The small box was carved out of wood and was only the size of the palm of his hand. "There is a muskrat in here. It is non-venomous in itself, but It feeds on poison. If there is poison within one foot of it, it can smell it. This thing is mute and cannot make a sound. If you carry it close to you, you should be careful if it moves strangely. "
"Thank you sir, there is nothing I can do in return, only..."
Uncle Wang smiled and waved his hand, "You are not thanking me, you are causing me trouble. Since you said it in front of everyone, I don't want it, so I can only take it. If someone kills me someday, I will Also hand it over to save your life.”
Nan Feng was about to answer when he heard the sound of someone getting up in the secret room.
"She's awake, go in and help her out..."