Violent Dan Zun

  Chapter 2213 Tramp

  "This medicine is extremely troublesome to cook. He took out the full note from his body.

  I didn’t think it was so troublesome when I sent it just now...

But there is no way, the medicine that should be boiled still has to be boiled. They melted a catty of rock sugar in it, then fished it out, cut it clean, and did not want to waste it at all, and then went to find the yam. Chen Xuan's knife skills were actually not good. , Such a precious medicinal plant, cut into small pieces under his knife, and forcibly opened a smallest hole for the yam, it is actually not small, it is big enough.

   "That's it!" Chen Xuan threw these things into the copper pot again. In order to prevent the venom from not being washed away, the old doctor had been washing there for 20 minutes, otherwise he would not use the knife!

  They put another catty of rock sugar in, then put yam and herbs, and finally put rice. This time, considering that it was drunk, it was too sweet and definitely not good, so I added a lot of water.

   "Old gentleman, won't this dilute all the medicine?" Chen Xuan was actually a little worried. He had never tried their method of washing water.

"Actually, I don't think there is a problem at all, and even I don't think we should put rice this time! Then the toxicity should be in the yam. How can we add rice to the yam?" The question of the old man is very logical and very practical. .

  This is indeed a problem! Chen Xuan thought for a while and decided to take out half of the rice, which he used to boil, and put the other half in clean water and cook it by himself. Finally, he would fish out the grass. In this way, even if the rice is wasted, he will not be poisoned by him again!

   "This time, you have spent a lot of thought!" Even the doctor could see his cautiousness.

  Yes, how could it be accidental? This is related to Yan Keyun's life!

   "It's okay, old sir, all these rice is wasted! I can still afford it!" Chen Xuan answered the question.

  The old gentleman showed a trace of distress. If these rice were given to the homeless people on the street, they would not be mixed up like this.

   "Oh, although what you are talking about is reasonable, but you know those homeless people, they can't even eat these!" People are getting old, always have to sigh with emotion.

   "Hobo, do you mean the place where you often visit?" Chen Xuan was busy with his hands, but he was chatting.

   "Yes, they are all poor people!"

  Chen Xuan also found it very strange. Logically speaking, there should not be such a desperate person in this world. After all, people who can come here are strong.

   "How did they become like this? Can you tell me something?"

  Chen Xuan was headless, so he asked such a sentence, as if he would help others after asking.

  So he regretted it when he asked. It would be cruel if he gave hope to others and extinguished that hope by himself.

   "This, it's a long story, let's decoct the medicine first!"

  The old man ended the topic by himself.

  In less than a quarter of an hour, a pot of ugly but delicious soup was born. Chen Xuanduan went over to Yan Keyun. He was resting on the bed, his eyes were counting the creepers at the root of the wall. It should be in good condition.

   "What are you looking at, so attentive! Come and taste the soup I made!"

  Chen Xuan called him back.

  He had to withdraw his gaze, and sat up a little bit by himself.

  "Looking at the creeper!" He explained with a smile, bringing his unique, playfulness.

  Chen Xuan smiled at him, "Eat this. I put a lot of rock candy."

   So he looked at Yan Keyun and drank all the soup. After drinking, he took the bowl away and didn't forget to hand him a handkerchief.

   "Why are your hands so cold?" When Chen Xuan touched his hand, a trace of doubt was in his heart. The cold fingertips made him feel uncomfortable.

   "This is a bit too cold, right?"

  It was all his own harm.

  Yan Keyun said indifferently:

  "Isn't this sick? Who is sick? Don't do that!" When he is still uncomfortable, he always likes to act like a baby.

  Chen Xuan was also silent, and did not ask much. After a while, he cheered up and said:

   "The doctor said, let's try again tonight!"

"it is good."

  Don’t take a break again! "Chen Xuan sees it's still early.

   "Yeah." Yan Keyun tidied up a bit, then lay down again to sleep.

  Chen Xuan watched quietly next to him for a while, thinking that it was still far from the evening, so he went out to chat with the doctor. He really wanted to know about those homeless people.

   "Old sir, will you chat with me now when you are free?"

  Chen Xuan walked to the room. The doctor is doing the dishes there.

  "What do you want to talk about, kid?" The old gentleman responded with a smile. Old man, he always likes to chat!

   "I want to ask you about the tramp!" Chen Xuan was not unfamiliar with her, so he found a stool and sat down. I plan to have a long talk with him.

   "Why, are you still interested?"

   "Well, is this convenient?"

   "Oh! What is inconvenient! It's all tragic things that no one knows!" The old gentleman even came out with dialects sincerely.

   "Let’s talk about it then!"

   "Well, since you want to know so much, I won't hide it. Actually, there are not many stories!"

  The old Landong really began to tell her story. Her story was like old tea, slowly soaked by Chen Xuan's pouring water, and gradually appeared before her eyes.

"Actually, what you said is quite right. In this world, there shouldn't be these people. They are all strong people like you. They are all just like you, with a curiosity and adventure mentality In this city, as a result, he will never get out."

   "They weren't in this city?"

   "Most of them are not, they are all foreigners. The original batch in the city, I am afraid that they have disappeared."

  Chen Xuan stopped asking and continued to listen to him.

  "Most of them have been abolished martial arts. Even if they are not abolished, a little bit of internal strength will not be able to exert much power. At most, they can keep their body and let themselves live and breathe, and will not die so quickly."

   "The way they were killed should be the same as your friend. They were drugged."

  "Ge painting..."

   "Yes, it's him."

  Chen Xuan suddenly had an unknown fear in her heart, which was like a stone, pressed together on her chest. It was like the day when Yan Keyun just fell down, he was running madly in the street holding him. As if behind, there is an abyss.

  Facts have proved that they are really only one step away from the abyss. If you weren't lucky, would he and Yan Keyun become like them now?

  If he is not with Yan Keyun, will he suffer alone now?

  He waved his hand, leaving these thoughts lingering in his mind.

  It doesn't matter, at least none of these things have happened now, he and Yan Keyun are both safe.

  (End of this chapter)