The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The old lady hadn't gone out for a long time, it wasn't because it rained last night, she couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, thinking about her little grandson and a few little great-grandchildren, so she went out to find someone before dawn.

The servants reported Yu Shaoqing and Helian Beiming, but Helian Beiming disagreed, because the old man was old, and he was afraid that something bad would happen on the way.

Yu Shaoqing didn't take it seriously, the old lady's body was in good shape, and being bored in the mansion all day was boring, why not go out and relax, put more cushions in the carriage, and let the driver go slower, it won't be a big deal bumpy.

The youngest son loves me the most! The old lady rolled her eyes at the eldest son, and went out with a cane without looking back!

The coachman was afraid that he would hurt the old lady, so he slowed down the speed very slowly, almost as good as walking, but it was precisely because of this that the old lady saw the remarkable things clearly.

Halfway through the walk, the old lady suddenly pointed to an alley and shouted: Cow eggs—

The driver trembled, almost thinking that he had run into a ghost during the day!

The old lady insisted that she saw the cow's eggs, and ordered the coachman to follow, but the coachman couldn't hold back her old man, so he had to resign himself to wandering around in the alley.

The coachman is an old man in the mansion, and he knows the old lady's situation very well. When he saw the old lady's appearance, he guessed that the old lady must have fallen ill again. At this juncture, she should not be stimulated. it will be fine.

But I don't know if the old lady is okay, but the coachman is not.

According to the direction the old lady pointed, they came to the mass grave!

The coachman's hair stood on end, and he thought he might have hit a ghost, and now the old lady couldn't let the old lady get sick. Just when the coachman was about to forcefully go back home, the old lady came out suddenly, grabbed the reins in his hand, and forcibly pulled the The carriage stopped!

He had never seen such a strong old lady.

The old lady is haunted!

Old, old, old...

Before the coachman could figure out why, the ghost upper body old lady got out of the carriage and rushed towards the entrance of the mass grave.

Cow-egg-ah-

The coachman fell!

Niudan was seriously injured, the old lady didn't care to visit the little darling grandson and the little great-great-grandson, and brought Shura back to the Helian mansion.

Hearing that the old lady and his father Niudan returned home again, Helian Beiming, who was drinking tea, spit out a sip of tea!

How long has it been since his mother found him a father again? !

Helian Beiming seriously suspected that if he searched a few more times, his father's coffin would not be able to cover it. In case his father really crawled out of the coffin, Helian Beiming bit the bullet and went to his mother's yard .

He thought his mother had picked up another god, but when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a man who was almost dead.

Shura came to Helian's house quite a few times, and Helian Beiming couldn't be more familiar with him, but he didn't recognize him at first sight. There was no other reason. This was really not like the Shura in his impression.

That high-spirited big guy who disappeared with a snap of his fingers, has been sucked out of his skills, like a mummy without a soul, not to mention that his whole body's bones have been broken, his nose is blue and his face is swollen.

When Helian Beiming recognized him, he was shocked.

This is Shura, who can make Shura like this?

Helian Beiming, who had experienced the battlefield and was used to life and death, couldn't help gasping when he saw Shura's current appearance.

Draining Shura's internal energy is like breaking off the wings of an eagle, pulling out the teeth of a tiger, or cutting off the hand of a jade craftsman, making them lose their most precious dignity and just sit there waiting to die.

This is more terrifying than killing them with a knife.

The old lady burst into tears: Damn—that bastard hurt you like this? Tell me! I'll let your son kill him!

Helian Beiming who accidentally made Shura's son: ...

Helian Beiming held his forehead and took a deep breath: Mother, he is not my father.

The old lady said: He is what he is!

He is not.

That's right! The old lady twisted her son's ear, You are a great general, aren't you? You don't even recognize your own father, are you?

It hurts! Mother, it hurts!

The old lady is worthy of being Mrs. Jiangmen, her strength is not covered, Helian Beiming only feels that his ears are about to be wrung off by his mother, is this year a Mercury retrograde? One or two came to compete with him for favor. Seeing his status in this family plummet, he was almost inferior to an outsider.

The old lady said seriously: Hurry up and ask Dr. Cui to treat your father!

It is okay to cure the disease, but to recognize the father... no!

Helian Beiming endured the humiliation and went.

Old Cuitou came here together with Yu Wan.

The old madam was going to visit the little darling grandson and the little great-great-grandson, but now she couldn't go because of the treatment of cow eggs, but the presents were already prepared, so she asked the coachman to take the gifts to Surabaya Street.

Hearing that her grandmother had picked up a cow's egg, Yu Wan went back to the house to watch the fun without saying a word.

It's just that she didn't expect that the person picked up by the old lady turned out to be Shura.

She blinked, looked at the man on the bed who was beyond recognition, and didn't dare to recognize him for a moment.

Old, old Cuitou. She tugged on the sleeve of old Cuitou.

Old Cui's mouth twitched: Don't ask me, I'm not sure either.

The two then called Jiang Hai, A Wei and his party.

When everyone saw Shura for the first time, they all took a breath in unison.

It's such a miserable man to hurt people like this!

Not only did he lose his face, he lost all his internal strength, even the powerful aura that originally belonged to Shura was gone. He became an abandoned dead soldier, enduring the pain caused by his insanity, but he was unable to repair the broken tendons. .

At his level, it was no different from waiting for death.

Can it be saved? Yu Wan asked.

The old lady has already asked Yu Shaoqing and Jiang to go to the flower garden to play leaf cards, and only Yu Wan, old Cuitou and grandma are left in the room.

Old Cuitou showed a serious look on his face: I'm not optimistic, it's more serious than your uncle's injury.

Helian Beiming was stabbed in the chest, and his life was on the line, but compared to Shura's injury, it was nothing worth mentioning.

Shura is not easy to be injured, and it is not easy to recover from the injury. Yu Wan spent three times as much time and medicine on the wound on Shura's wrist as ordinary people, but now it is not a problem that medicine and time can solve.

Old Cui's head can be cured of external injuries, but there is nothing he can do about internal injuries.

Old Cuitou has been practicing medicine for many years, and it was the first time he encountered such a difficult patient. He scratched his head and said helplessly, Give him some internal strength first, protect his heart, and don't let him go mad and die.

Old Cui was talking about a little internal strength, but he almost drained Jiang Hai, A Wei, Qing Yan and Yue Hook dry.

Unfortunately, Shura's injury still hasn't improved.

It's not that old Cuitou's method is wrong, but if the internal energy of the four people is compared to four ladles of clear water, then Shura's dantian is a lake, which is a gap that cannot be made up by sacrificing the original internal energy.

In the end, it was Xiao Zhenting who came here, and it took nearly half of his energy to suppress Shura's injury.

After that, Old Cuitou and Yu Wan spent most of the day working hard to connect Shura's broken bones one by one, apply special wound medicine, and then tie boards and gauze.

He was tied up as a mummy, only showing a pair of blood red eyes.

This guy frightened them half to death several times, but seeing him in such a state, they all felt very uncomfortable.

How did this happen? Who did it? Qingyan muttered, thinking, could it be that those old guys from the clan came? Apart from those old guys, Qingyan really couldn't think of anyone else who could subdue Shura?

But... even those old fellows couldn't hurt Shura like this. If not, they would have killed Shura long ago, instead of imprisoning Shura due to helplessness.

Shura is voluntary.

He voluntarily sacrificed all his skills to give people an opportunity to take advantage of.

Could it be... Nangong Li? Qing Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Yu Wan nodded, and told a few people about Shura's visit to Sishui Street last night: ...Nan Gongli has returned to the imperial capital, Shura will come to Sishui Street, probably at his instigation, but Shura disobeyed his order, He probably... felt that Shura was useless, so he disposed of Shura.

Damn Nangong Li! It's so vicious to be able to do such a heartless thing!

Qingyan clenched his fists, thought of something, and asked strangely: Wait, is he willing?

Shura is not a master of the street, he is the number one killer in the world that deserves his name, just because he was disobedient once or twice, he was abolished, it would be too ignorant of Shura's value.

Yu Wan let out a long sigh, and said, Ying Shisan felt an aura similar to that of Shura in the Emperor Ji's Mansion. Yan Jiuchao guessed that Nangong Li used Shura's skill to refine a brand new Shura.

...

Nangongli has indeed refined a new Shura, not just one, Nangongli is very satisfied with this.

In the room, Nan Gongli took a sip of tea comfortably: I thought they would not be as powerful as that Shura after sharing Shura's internal strength equally, but this king saw that their aura seemed even more terrifying.

The man in black said: That's right, that Shura has been in the dungeon for many years and cannot get a good support, but the new Master Shura has no such troubles, and his subordinates can be sure that even if the old fellows from the ghost clan came, they would also take There's nothing they can do.

Nangongli pursed her lips and said: That's good, with them, it's my king's word to get rid of anyone!

The man in black clasped his hands and said: Naturally, the county king has three Shuras, not to mention Yan Jiuchao and Xiao Zhenting, even the county king wants the supreme throne with ease!

Nangong Li said arrogantly: That's right, they have holy objects, I have Shura, whoever has the last laugh may not be sure!

Sacred objects are beliefs, and Shura is a visible force. They can win the hearts of the people, and he can also shock people's hearts.

The man in black nodded, and said again: It's just that Shura's internal energy is too strong, they still need ten days to fully absorb it, and use it for their own use. Before that, please wait patiently.

Nangongli raised her eyebrows lightly and said: It's okay, let them live for another ten days!

...

Xiao Zhenting, A Wei and his group will input internal energy into Shura every day to suppress the manic energy in his body. Yu Wan and old Cuitou also guard him in their clothes and treat him. Under the careful care of everyone, Shura's life saved.

But like Helian Beiming, he lost all his martial arts.

He became a waste Shura.

Helian Beiming lost his martial arts, and was still the head of the Helian family, Shura...but no longer Shura.

Living without value, he was depressed.

Yu Wan came out with the boiled medicine, and seeing the old lady sitting on the threshold sighing, she asked in puzzlement, What's wrong, grandma?

The old lady said aggrievedly: It's been three days since I didn't eat eggs. Do you think he's suffering? He can't even eat...

Of course Shura felt uncomfortable, and the pain his body endured after losing his internal strength doubled back, which would make him unable to eat, but Yu Wan felt that he didn't eat because he was uncomfortable.

Sura. Yu Wan entered the room carrying a medicine bowl.

Shu Luo curled up in the corner behind the cabinet, when he heard Yu Wan's voice, he hugged his head and hid inside.

Yu Wan didn't force him to face herself, she gently put the medicine bowl on the table: I put the medicine here, remember to drink it.

Shura didn't drink.

Yu Wan took the food down and reheated it three times, and changed three bowls after taking the medicine.

From the beginning to the end, Shura maintained a curled up posture, holding his head with his hands, hiding in that dark corner.

Yu Wan boiled goat milk for him, but he refused to drink it.

He was like a frightened bird, every movement made him hide himself even tighter.

He is an eagle with broken wings.

He lost his will to fight.

Yu Wan sighed softly, and took the things out.

At night, Yu Wan brought the three little guys back.

Hearing that Shura was sick, the little ones brought their beloved candied haws.

Shura!

Little Treasure took the lead and rushed into Shura's house!

Huh? Where's Shura? Xiaobao bent down, looked under the bed, opened the cabinet, and looked in the cabinet, but searched inside and out, but couldn't find anyone.

Soon, Dabao and Erbao also came.

Sura. Er Bao called softly.

Shura hid behind the curtain in the ear room, his once tall body shrunk into a ball.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted.

Three round little heads squeezed in.

Shura quickly hugged his head to prevent them from seeing him.

As they approached, his body trembled slightly.

Are you cold? Xiaobao said.

Shura trembled even more.

Hmm... Xiaobao tilted his head, stretched out his small arms and hugged Shura.

He is too small to hold him.

The second treasure and the big treasure also opened their small arms, and leaned against Shura with their small bodies.

The three hugged him tightly.

This way it won't be cold, Shura.