"What? This, this? Water?" San Yaozhan was stunned and opened his mouth. He didn't have any auditory hallucinations just now. This boiled water can cure his mother's illness?! The next second, San Yaozhan's face was so annoyed. If he had known that this water could cure his mother's illness, he would have had to drink three meals for his mother. Drinking more water is at most a matter of going to the toilet more. It would be a cost-effective thing to use the toilet more to exchange for the recovery of the disease!

"If you rely solely on this water, of course it won't work!" Jian'er rolled her eyes at the three artillery warriors. How could it be that simple? If it were to turn the well water into such a thing, it would be possible. Of course, the premise is that the old lady can withstand it and will not be "suffered to death" by the effect of the medicine.

"Then..." San Yaozhan was confused. Didn't he just say that this water can cure diseases? Why can't it be possible now?

"Okay, I don't know, but I'm not here to interrupt. Listen to Xiao Song from the beginning. No matter how much you talk, you won't be afraid of annoying Xiao Song, so I won't just tell you!" Mr. Hao was so angry that he slapped San Yaozhang. When will this kid's impatient and fond of interrupting be changed?

"Hey~, I won't interrupt, Doctor Xiao Song, please tell me slowly." Sanyaozhan nodded quickly and sat upright like a primary school student. Even his hands were put together in a posture of five fingers and putting them on his thighs, acting so well-behaved. But..., um, this posture made by the kid looks very well-behaved and cute when putting it on the body of this three-foot man. How can he feel funny when he looks at it?

After suppressing the desire to laugh, Jian'er coughed, and then began to slowly explain to the people in front of her.

"Well, forget it, I'll just say it simply. The old lady I said before was not sick, because she was not sick, but was hit!" Jian'er said.

"Cup?!" Everyone was stunned.

"Xiao Song, what you mentioned is not the kind of Miaojiang insects played on TV, right? This thing really exists?!" Mr. Hao felt chill all over. Well, he was definitely not afraid of those snakes, insects and other things, yes, that's definitely the case!

"What do you always say?" Jian'er looked at Mr. Hao with a smile. The corners of his mouth twitched. If possible, he really wanted to say that those things were made up by those who made TV and movies, but looking at Jian'er's seriousness..., the words that had already reached the mouth were swallowed back, as if the person on the other side was not joking with them.

"But, to be honest, the old lady is not considered a cup of tea. At least, this cup was not planted artificially, otherwise she would not have lived well for so many years." Speaking of this, Jian'er couldn't help but shake her head, but she didn't know whether she was lamenting the old lady's luck or lamenting her misfortune.

"San Yaozhan, I wonder if the old lady told you that in the month when she was sick, did anything special happen? "Jian'er deliberately bit the accent on the word "special". She believed that San Yaozhan should understand what she was asking.

"Special thing..." A trace of doubt flashed across Sanbaozhan's face, and then seemed to be recalling it. However, after only a while, he seemed to remember something. His jaw suddenly tightened and his face suddenly changed.

"What? I thought of it? Three Firecrackers, I don't want to explore anything or dig out your privacy, but no matter what you think of it, it's best not to hide anything. You must know that any concealment can affect my judgment of the condition." Jian'er said seriously.

"I, this..." Big cold sweat flowed down Sanbaozhang's forehead. He opened his mouth several times, but could not speak out properly.

"What? Three Firecrackers, is there really a taboo?" Mr. Hao's eyebrows slightly frowned.

"This..." San Yaozhang smiled bitterly, "Actually, I don't know much about this, but hey~, this matter..."

"Let me tell you this~" At this moment, an old voice sounded behind everyone. At some point, the old lady woke up, "We did this matter first, I, I am retribution, retribution..."

"Mom, why are you getting up?!" The three artillery couple said in unison. The old lady patted her wife and reached out to hold her hand, moved her foot slowly, and sat on the small square stool opposite Jian'er.

"Hey~, little girl, you saved me before? Thank you yet." The thin old face pulled out a slightly deformed smile. With the heavy breath on the old lady, it really made people feel a "hell" idea, especially at night...

"Well, you're welcome. My name is Song Jian'er. Just call me my name just." Jian'er said with a dry smile. Although he knew that this person was a living person in front of him, and if he really wanted to see ghosts, there were really not many people in this world who had seen more ghosts than she had ever seen (not only did she see this ghost, she still had one by her side), looking at the old lady's face, Jian'er couldn't help feeling mao. It was not a fear, but a normal psychological reaction. Yes, it was just a psychological reaction.

"Mom, why don't you lie down again?" San Yaozhan looked at his old mother with some concern, and said in disagreement. The old lady shook her head, didn't say anything, but just stretched out her hand to San Yaozhan. San Yaozhan hurriedly extended her hand and held the old lady's palms that were so thin that they could only be described as skinny.

The old lady looked at her son, and her blood-filled turbid eyes were full of guilt. She looked back at her daughter-in-law and her lips trembled a few times: "You two are good, it's mother, it's mother who has implicated you..."

Before the old lady could finish her words, tears had already rolled down.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Isn't this what we should be younger generations?" Xiuying said anxiously.

"Yes, Mom, this is what Xiuying and I should do! Ah, by the way..." As if I remembered something, Sanbauzhan held the old lady's hand and said with an excited look on his face, "Mom, your disease is saved this time. With the magic doctor Xiao Song here, I will definitely be able to cure the disease! Look, this time you have an attack, will the magic doctor Xiao Song stop the pain? At this time, the magic doctor Xiao Song is about to tell us about treatment. Let's take medicine and treat the disease well. When your illness is cured, I will take you on a trip and see the sea. Mom, don't you always want to see the sea? Let's go together at that time, ah~"

"What? This, this? Water?" San Yaozhan was stunned and opened his mouth. He didn't have any auditory hallucinations just now. This boiled water can cure his mother's illness?! The next second, San Yaozhan's face was so annoyed. If he had known that this water could cure his mother's illness, he would have had to drink three meals for his mother. Drinking more water is at most a matter of going to the toilet more. It would be a cost-effective thing to use the toilet more to exchange for the recovery of the disease!

"If you rely solely on this water, of course it won't work!" Jian'er rolled her eyes at the three artillery warriors. How could it be that simple? If it were to turn the well water into such a thing, it would be possible. Of course, the premise is that the old lady can withstand it and will not be "suffered to death" by the effect of the medicine.

"Then..." San Yaozhan was confused. Didn't he just say that this water can cure diseases? Why can't it be possible now?

"Okay, I don't know, but I'm not here to interrupt. Listen to Xiao Song from the beginning. No matter how much you talk, you won't be afraid of annoying Xiao Song, so I won't just tell you!" Mr. Hao was so angry that he slapped San Yaozhang. When will this kid's impatient and fond of interrupting be changed?

"Hey~, I won't interrupt, Doctor Xiao Song, please tell me slowly." Sanyaozhan nodded quickly and sat upright like a primary school student. Even his hands were put together in a posture of five fingers and putting them on his thighs, acting so well-behaved. But..., um, this posture made by the kid looks very well-behaved and cute when putting it on the body of this three-foot man. How can he feel funny when he looks at it?

After suppressing the desire to laugh, Jian'er coughed, and then began to slowly explain to the people in front of her.

"Well, forget it, I'll just say it simply. The old lady I said before was not sick, because she was not sick, but was hit!" Jian'er said.

"Cup?!" Everyone was stunned.

"Xiao Song, what you mentioned is not the kind of Miaojiang insects played on TV, right? This thing really exists?!" Mr. Hao felt chill all over. Well, he was definitely not afraid of those snakes, insects and other things, yes, that's definitely the case!

"What do you always say?" Jian'er looked at Mr. Hao with a smile. The corners of his mouth twitched. If possible, he really wanted to say that those things were made up by those who made TV and movies, but looking at Jian'er's seriousness..., the words that had already reached the mouth were swallowed back, as if the person on the other side was not joking with them.

"But, to be honest, the old lady is not considered a cup of tea. At least, this cup was not planted artificially, otherwise she would not have lived well for so many years." Speaking of this, Jian'er couldn't help but shake her head, but she didn't know whether she was lamenting the old lady's luck or lamenting her misfortune.

"San Yaozhan, I wonder if the old lady told you that in the month when she was sick, did anything special happen? "Jian'er deliberately bit the accent on the word "special". She believed that San Yaozhan should understand what she was asking.

"Special thing..." A trace of doubt flashed across Sanbaozhan's face, and then seemed to be recalling it. However, after only a while, he seemed to remember something. His jaw suddenly tightened and his face suddenly changed.

"What? I thought of it? Three Firecrackers, I don't want to explore anything or dig out your privacy, but no matter what you think of it, it's best not to hide anything. You must know that any concealment can affect my judgment of the condition." Jian'er said seriously.

"I, this..." Big cold sweat flowed down Sanbaozhang's forehead. He opened his mouth several times, but could not speak out properly.

"What? Three Firecrackers, is there really a taboo?" Mr. Hao's eyebrows slightly frowned.

"This..." San Yaozhang smiled bitterly, "Actually, I don't know much about this, but hey~, this matter..."

"Let me tell you this~" At this moment, an old voice sounded behind everyone. At some point, the old lady woke up, "We did this matter first, I, I am retribution, retribution..."

"Mom, why are you getting up?!" The three artillery couple said in unison. The old lady patted her wife and reached out to hold her hand, moved her foot slowly, and sat on the small square stool opposite Jian'er.

"Hey~, little girl, you saved me before? Thank you yet." The thin old face pulled out a slightly deformed smile. With the heavy breath on the old lady, it really made people feel a "hell" idea, especially at night...

"Well, you're welcome. My name is Song Jian'er. Just call me my name just." Jian'er said with a dry smile. Although he knew that this person was a living person in front of him, and if he really wanted to see ghosts, there were really not many people in this world who had seen more ghosts than she had ever seen (not only did she see this ghost, she still had one by her side), looking at the old lady's face, Jian'er couldn't help feeling mao. It was not a fear, but a normal psychological reaction. Yes, it was just a psychological reaction.

"Mom, why don't you lie down again?" San Yaozhan looked at his old mother with some concern, and said in disagreement. The old lady shook her head, didn't say anything, but just stretched out her hand to San Yaozhan. San Yaozhan hurriedly extended her hand and held the old lady's palms that were so thin that they could only be described as skinny.

The old lady looked at her son, and her blood-filled turbid eyes were full of guilt. She looked back at her daughter-in-law and her lips trembled a few times: "You two are good, it's mother, it's mother who has implicated you..."

Before the old lady could finish her words, tears had already rolled down.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Isn't this what we should be younger generations?" Xiuying said anxiously.
Chapter completed!