Marry a retired rough man by exchanging bride, hoard goods and raise children to become rich

Ling Yao arranged the things in the warehouse and saw that the leader wolf was still following her, wagging its tail as if trying to please her.

She rarely praised him, "Well done."

"Ouch." That is.

Ling Yao bought several dozen kilograms of meat from the mall and threw it over, "This is a reward for you."

"Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo." Woo woo woo, Rourou, finally I can eat meat. He's almost become a water wolf from drinking water every day.

Ling Yao was actually quite puzzled. These wolves had been locked up in this space for such a long time without being given anything to eat, yet they were still alive and well.

It seems that the spiritual spring water was not drunk in vain.

When Ling Yao passed by the bookshelf on the first floor, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a book, which inexplicably attracted her to walk over.

She picked it up and flipped through it, this time reading from the beginning to the end.

Closing her eyes, all the knowledge in the book replayed in her mind and was gradually digested.

When she opened her eyes again, Ling Yao smiled, "Shi Cheng's leg can be saved."

At this time, Fang Changhe was waiting at the door of the warehouse. Seeing a truck coming, he immediately went to greet it with a smile.

The truck stopped and a fat, big-eared man got out.

The most obvious thing is his big belly, it's obvious that he eats a lot.

"Boss Wu, long time no see." Fang Changhe said with a flattering smile on his face.

"Xiao Fang, how's the matter going?" Boss Wu straightened his back and glanced at him.

"Everything is ready." Fang Changhe took out the key and opened the door of the warehouse, and made a gesture, "Boss Wu, please go first."

Boss Wu really enjoyed the feeling of being praised, but he couldn't laugh the next second.

"Where's the goods?"

"It's inside." Fang Changhe answered and turned around and was dumbfounded. He ran into the warehouse with his eyes wide open, "I clearly put the goods here, and the key is still with me."

Boss Wu put on a dangerous smile and said, "Xiao Fang, don't joke with me like that. Neither of us can afford to pay for the things in this batch of goods."

We've been instructed by our superiors to keep a close eye on this batch of goods.

Fang Changhe was really dumbfounded, but the warehouse was so small that there was really nothing inside.

He was completely panicked. The goods were clearly still there in the afternoon, but just a few hours later, they disappeared out of thin air?

A few minutes later, Fang Changhe was scolded by Boss Wu.

Fang Changhe knew that this batch of goods was valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable. Even if he sold the things inside, he couldn't afford to compensate.

This is not the first time that Boss Wu has worked with Fang Changhe, and he knows that he would not dare to do such a thing.

"Call the police."

"Row."

There is no other option now except calling the police.

After a good night's rest, Ling Yao woke up early.

She walked around in the yard and then started to make breakfast, and soon a pot of dumpling soup was ready.

After dinner, Ling Yao came to Shi Cheng's house. She said a few words to Shi Ping and then went into the house.

Shi Cheng stared at the ceiling, motionless, and did not react at all when he heard the noise.

Don't care, don't worry.

It seemed like nothing could get his attention.

"How do you feel?" Ling Yao sat beside his bed very naturally.

Shi Cheng finally responded. He opened his mouth and stammered, "Not bad."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his throat felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly spoke, and his voice was hoarse.

Ling Yao stood up and poured him a glass of water and handed it to him. Shi Cheng took it and drank it as usual.

It seemed that every time he drank the water she handed him, he had the illusion that his legs felt better.

"What if your leg can't be healed in the future?" Ling Yao asked, looking into his eyes.

Shi Cheng didn't expect her to ask this question out of the blue. He had thought about this question many times. "I will probably agree to amputation eventually, but I'm not ready yet."

Compared to losing one's life, losing both legs is not that difficult to accept.

There was a helpless bitter smile and sarcasm on his lips, mocking himself for becoming a burden to his family when he should have been supporting his family.

His family had always wanted to take him to a big hospital for treatment, but he had always refused.

Even if you go, you don't have the money for treatment, and it may not be cured.

By then, the burden on the family will only become more severe.

"And then?" Ling Yao's eyes were gloomy.

A trace of pain flashed across Shi Cheng's eyes, and he slightly closed his eyes. "At most, you will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of your life, barely able to support yourself."

This was the best ending he could think of for the rest of his life.

Ling Yao said nothing more and lifted up his trouser legs to check.

She was surprised to find that Shi Cheng's leg bones didn't seem so bad.

Moreover, the two legs were not as terribly swollen as they were at the beginning. They were almost not swollen anymore, but the large wounds were still there, which looked a bit scary.

"I have studied a little medicine before. Are you willing to let me try?" Ling Yao was actually confident.

She is absolutely confident in the theoretical knowledge, but she has not put it into practice, so she is still a little unsure.

Shi Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Yao, "Can my leg be saved?"

Ling Yao didn't dare to give him too much hope, so she was a little conservative in her words, "I just said to give it a try, I can't make any promises to you, it depends on whether you are willing or not."

What if it’s not cured? It would be a slap in the face.

The point is that she doesn't want to give him hope and then let him down.

"You try." Shi Cheng put away his complicated emotions and closed his eyes again.

Seeing him like this, Ling Yao stopped talking.

After taking out the silver needle and disinfecting it, I started to prick the acupuncture points.

She did the injection very slowly and was a little hesitant to start.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Yao saw that he had no expression on his face and really couldn't tell the effect.

"It doesn't hurt." Shi Cheng's voice was muffled, but still within the tolerable range.

Compared with the pain of being injured, the pain from the needle prick is nothing.

After more than a dozen silver needles were inserted, Ling Yao's forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Wait for me a moment, don't move, I'm going home to get something." She ran home quickly.

When Shi Ping came in and saw this, she was shocked. When she heard that it was Ling Yao who stabbed her, she found it unbelievable.

Ling Yao is not a reckless person, but she has never heard that Ling Yao can do medicine!

For a moment, she paced around the room anxiously, at a loss as to what to do.

Shi Cheng had a good attitude, "Don't worry, it can't get any worse."

Could there be a worse outcome than this?

No.

Ling Yao came back soon with a lot of things in her hands.

Seeing Shi Ping here, he greeted her and continued working.

He has a comminuted fracture, which can be treated conservatively with the help of spiritual spring water.

Combined with her unique acupuncture, it should be effective.

Soon both of Shi Cheng's legs were put in plaster, making him look very stupid.

Ling Yao took out dozens of glass bottles and said, "This is the medicine I prepared for you. Drink three bottles a day. Don't forget. Come back to me if it's not enough."

After explaining all this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Cheng had never seen her so serious before, and he was stunned looking at her for a moment.

"Ling Yao, is this really okay?" Shi Ping saw her son's useless look and coughed lightly to change the subject.