They say my husband is a bad guy

Hongxing Street is in the east of Jiangcheng City. When you get off the car and enter, you will find winding alleys, stone roads, brick walls, rattan futons, wooden rocking chairs, and teahouses with celadon bowls on small tables.It looks dilapidated here, but it is full of life. The stone road is full of accumulations of time, and when you step on it, you can raise a large historical picture.

"I didn't even know there was such a place in Jiangcheng." Yin Li was very surprised. He had been to Hongxing Street before, but he always bought things in the shops on the street in front of him.He has never set foot in this old block that he walked in.

"Like it?" Jing Rong pointed in the direction based on the refurbished map of the previous life: "There are handmade snacks over there. Mung bean cakes are the first choice, and there are also ginger candies, cat ears, mahua and dragon beard cakes. Probably .”

"Really?" Yin Li's eyes lit up, but she still remembered the purpose of their visit: "Where are Teacher An and the others? Let's go and come back quickly."

Jing Rong laughed, rubbed Yin Li's soft hair, led the people into an alley, and stopped in front of a large house.

The gate of the house is open, but there is still a stone screen in front of the gate, engraved with a dragon and a phoenix presenting auspiciousness, and a word of blessing surrounded by wishful and auspicious clouds.There is a large stone vat in front of the stone screen, mottled bright green moss is crawling on the edge of the vat, and several lotus plants stand facing the wind.

Bypassing the stone screen, one can see An Wenxuan and a white-haired old man sitting opposite each other under the grape arbor at a glance. The old man has his back to them and cannot see his face. When An Wenxuan found them, he smiled and said something to the old man. Then the old man turned his head.

Well, not old people.

Although his hair was all white, he was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as An Wenxuan.The man looks Zhou Zheng, more masculine than An Wenxuan, but his expression is very cold, Jing Rong can see a little ignorance from those eyes... If it is not for the lack of intelligence, Jing Rong thought, then this person probably has a stronger personality. Zhang Xinyuan's nerves are thick and straight.

Yin Li was also startled, but quickly reacted.The two came forward to say hello, and learned that the white-haired man's name was Wang Feng.

As his name suggests, Wang Feng is awe-inspiring and upright.He touched Yinli's veins with his fingers, and the whole atmosphere changed.Jing Rong's heart trembled, and he took a look at An Wenxuan, only to see An Wenxuan smiled and silently said to him: I said he is very powerful.

Jing Rong: "..." An Wenxuan absolutely likes Wang Feng.

The conclusion is wrong, but from An Wenxuan's smile and eyes, Jing Rong is sure.

After listening and asking, Wang Feng did it very carefully, and it could be seen that he was very interested in Yin Li's situation.But when he took out the needle to test Yin Li's pain tolerance, Jing Rong stopped him.

"Uncle Wang, he's really impatient of pain. See if there's a way to recuperate him first, so don't ... torment him as soon as he comes up."

Wang Feng frowned upon hearing this, as if dissatisfied with Jing Rong's words: "I didn't bother him."

Jing Rong: "...I made a slip of the tongue. Uncle Wang, you can think of a way to not hurt. I can't see him hurting."

Wang Feng pointed to the door: "Then you wait outside the door?"

Jing Rong: "..." Is this guy really stupid, or is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just like An Wenxuan?

An Wenxuan still pursed his lips and smiled, then turned to Yin Li and asked, "Do you want to try?"

Yin Li nodded, and then patted Jing Rong's arm reassuringly: "I'm fine, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, if there is some treatment, a little pain is nothing."

Jing Rong compromised and watched from the sidelines.

Wang Feng took out a set of silver needles and arranged them in three rows.Starting from Yin Li's wrist, add needles slowly.

Jing Rong kept looking at Yin Li's expression, and when Yin Li gritted his teeth and broke out in cold sweat, Jing Rong stopped Wang Feng again.But this time, Wang Feng stopped before Jing Rong stretched out his hand.

While withdrawing the needle, Wang Feng said, "Ordinary people can probably reach this position."

Wang Feng compared the distance from the shoulder to the palm, while Yin Li's needle only reached halfway up the forearm.

After Wang Feng put away the needle, he took out another ointment in a porcelain bottle and handed it to Yin Li: "Analgesia."

"Thank you." Jing Rong took it first, took the ointment on his finger, and wiped Yin Li's arm carefully.

After tidying up, Wang Feng gave a conclusion: "I've seen this kind of constitution before, but it's not as serious as his. It's usually caused by surgery in infancy, which will leave this sequelae, and the probability is very small. Not only physically, but also Mental oppression or good or bad mood can also affect a person's ability to bear pain. I have no way to deal with his situation."

"Surgery?" Although Jing Rong was disappointed, this key point drew his attention even more.Jing Rong turned to look at Yin Li: "Did you have surgery when you were young?"

"No." Yin Li shook her head, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "I seem to have fallen when I was a child, and left a scar on my stomach. But I don't remember."

"Show me." Wang Feng said out loud.

Yin Li walked over, lifted the hem of her clothes, exposing her belly.At the position of his right hipbone, there is a finger-long white scar, which protrudes slightly and has a little crease.

Wang Feng frowned, motioned Yin Li to put down his clothes, then raised his head and asked Yin Li: "Did you fall?"

"Yeah." Yin Li nodded: "I don't remember much, my grandma said. She said that I was too skinny when I was a child, and I fell off a tree and scratched the road."

Wang Feng nodded upon hearing this.Then he changed the subject and said, "I can't make your pain back to normal now, but I can prescribe you a medicinal diet. You are blood deficient, and you must have been malnourished when you were young, which ruined your body. But you can still do it now." Get it sorted out."

Yin Li nodded, not feeling much, he knew he was malnourished - you can tell a person's health from the hair.In the photo of Yin Li when she was a child, her hair looks like a piece of dry grass in autumn.

Wang Feng wrote the prescription with a pen on the vertical letterhead paper. The handwriting is beautiful, and it is not too fast or too slow. It makes people feel calm when looking at it.

Wang Feng was not charged for this visit because Wang Feng said they were 'Wenxuan's friends'.

"Yin Li, wait for me here for a while." Jing Rong walked to the door and suddenly slapped his head: "I have something to tell Teacher An about my own exam."

"Okay, I'll go to the front to buy some snacks." After Yin Li finished speaking, she couldn't wait to run away.

An Wenxuan was not surprised that Jing Rong left and returned.

Wang Feng was a little strange, and asked Jing Rong, "Are you sick too?"

Jing Rong: "..."

"I have something to ask you." Jing Rong sat down, looked at Wang Feng and said, "Did the scar on Yin Li's stomach really fall?"

Wang Feng shook his head: "The wound was sutured during surgery. And the patient should be very young when the suture is performed, and the body's recovery ability at that stage is very strong, so it will not leave too much scar. Judging from the size of his wound and the degree of healing, At the time of the stitches, he should be about a year old."

"A one-year-old child...can climb trees?" Wang Feng looked at An Wenxuan suspiciously, and An Wenxuan shook his head with a smile.

Wang Feng was even more puzzled: "Then why did his grandma lie to him?"

"We don't need to worry about this." An Wenxuan shrugged, turned to look at Jing Rong: "Is there anything else?"

The implication is: get out if you have nothing to do.

Jing Rong rolled away, his face sinking like water.One year old, fell off the bed?And, was it really a fall?

Jing Rong was agitated, he squatted at the door of the house and did not leave, his fists were clenched tightly, he convinced himself that it must not be as bad as he thought.But another voice whispered in his ear: If Yin Li fell by himself, why did his grandma lie to him?

Yeah, why did you lie to him?

Jing Rong was silent for a while, then took out his mobile phone and called Mu Wenfang.

Mu Wenfang was very surprised: "Jing Rong? Did you call Yin Li by mistake?"

Jing Rong's voice was calm but made Mu Wenfang's heart tremble: "How much do you know about Yin Li's childhood? Did his mother tell you anything?"

Mu Wenfang's voice sank: "Why are you asking this?"

Jing Rong took a deep breath: "Today, I took Yin Li to see an excellent Chinese medicine doctor, who was introduced by Teacher An. He said that Yin Li's physique was due to surgery when he was a child. But Yin Li said that he had never had surgery. , The wound on his lower abdomen was caused by falling from a tree. Grandma Yin Li told him this, but the doctor said it was a stitched wound..."

"Yin Li knows?" Mu Wenfang's voice suddenly raised.

Jing Rong's heart sank.

"He doesn't know, so, do you want to tell me? What's going on? Why did Grandma Yinli lie to him?"

Mu Wenfang hesitated for a while, then sighed: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ocean Dessert Shop."

"Okay, thank you."

Jing Rong hung up the phone and looked down at the ground under his feet.In the days when he imprisoned Yin Li in the last life, Wang Yingxiong knew about it but did not recognize Yin Li, and the Yin family never looked for Yin Li from the beginning to the end.Jing Rong didn't pay attention to this detail at that time, but thinking about it now, it makes him feel chills in his heart.Isn't Yin Li the blood of the Yin family?Otherwise, why would they do this to him?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

After being kicked on the leg, Jing Rong raised his head and looked at Yin Li who was holding a few oil paper bags, the hot aroma of dim sum emanating from it was very tempting.

Jing Rong smiled and stood up, rubbing his belly: "I'm hungry."

Yin Li smiled and looked at the time: "It's already noon, let's eat something outside first, I just saw that there are fried dumplings and chaotic noodles, as well as hot and sour noodles. Let's go, brother please."

"Thank you brother." Jing Rong took the snack bag from Yin Li and asked, "Why don't you let them take a bag?"

"I forgot when I bought it. The mung bean cake is really delicious. I bought some of every kind of dim sum, and I will give it to my godmother when I go home."

"Okay." Jing Rong nodded, looked at the cheerful Yin Li, and finally smiled.

And in the courtyard of the house.Wang Feng had already brought out his lunch, An Wenxuan held the soup bowl and looked at Wang Feng with a smile: "Did you ask on purpose just now?"

"what?"

"Can a one-year-old child climb a tree. Then why did his grandma lie to him?"

Wang Feng's expression was still impassive: "The child named Yin Li was suffering from stagnation of heart qi and deficiency of both qi and blood. I don't think the scar was made by the child himself. And let a one-year-old I hate parents who don't tell the truth to their child when they are injured."

When Wang Feng said this, he frowned quickly, and then regained his composure: "That man named Jing Rong likes that Yin Li very much. He is also very smart, I think he will figure it out. At least it can make that child Yin Li Have a better time later."

An Wenxuan smiled so much that his eyes rolled up: "You are still a good person."

Wang Feng glanced at An Wenxuan, did not speak, and began to chew his food seriously.He eats and sleeps without talking, Wang Feng is such a rigid person, but he is not annoying.