"The seeds raised by the Yuan family are really..."

What I say...I'll go, can Mr. Cao know my origin and the Yuan family? I suddenly stared at Mr. Cao with wide eyes. Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly felt a piercing pain from the broken mouth of my left hand...

"Uh!" I screamed, and my body subconsciously wanted to stand up. Mr. Cao just pressed my left wrist with one hand, which made me unable to do all my movements.

This pain is a bit like the bite I was bitten by the "Vinvite Incense", extremely severe, and I seemed to have no ability to endure this pain, and the pain soon spread throughout my body from the broken mouth. After a while, the pain gradually disappeared. I turned my head sweating profusely, and then I saw clearly that the broken mouth of my little finger of my left hand was stabbed into a needle he had just burned. The thing was not a silver needle, but it looked a bit like a needle that was stitched with bedding.

After the needle was stabbed in, my fingers were broken and the ground with flesh just growing on the ground was started to bleed continuously. What surprised me was that while the red blood was flowing out, the blue venom on my left hand actually began to drill into the wound.

I was startled, "Old man, I won't be poisoned like this, right?"

"What are you asking so much? Didn't you see that I'm busy?" As he said that, Mr. Cao picked up a box from under the table. I knew this thing was a portable refrigerator used by the fat man to store my fingers.

The old man opened the lid and a white cold air came out. The ice in the box was not ordinary water, it was less likely to dissolve, and it had a very good ability to withstand high temperatures. Therefore, when the lid was opened, the temperature in the room became colder quickly.

The fresh-keeping bag that contained my fingers was placed under the ice cubes. The old man took it out, opened it, and took out my little finger.

When I saw this, I couldn't recognize that it was my finger. Now, it was completely dead gray, like a cocoon of insects, and seemed to be a little swollen. I don't know if the fat man was wrong when he picked it up. I remember that many big girls died in the square of Huanxue Forbidden City at that time, and maybe whose this is it.

Mr. Cao carefully picked up my finger. He first scrubbed with alcohol, and then applied some of the potions configured by Cao's second uncle to the broken mouth.

"Don't move around now, otherwise even if you connect it, your fingers will be different from before." Mr. Cao reminded.

"Uh, I, I know..."

"Don't talk." Old Master Cao looked at me again with dissatisfaction. I had to stop and quietly watch his next move.

Mr. Cao first pulled out the needle inserted into my little finger. I didn't feel it at all. It seemed that the place was already numb, but I felt the venom moving back and forth inside.

Then, Mr. Cao slowly pressed my little finger against the broken mouth and slowly pressed it up. I thought to myself that it wouldn't be over like this, would those poisons automatically connect to the broken nerve line on my hand?

But after Mr. Cao pressed his finger up, he didn't move away. His hands were very steady. He held my fingers and stood quietly for more than ten minutes and saw them trembling. What I didn't expect was that his quietness was only more than an hour. Looking at Mr. Cao's quiet face, he even wondered if this old man was already that way. As for old men, many of them were like this...

But suddenly, Mr. Cao's hand loosened. My heart tightened, but I found that my little finger did not fall from the broken mouth. "Hey!" I was shocked, "Click, is it done?"

Although I didn't think much about the left hand, I occasionally hope that my left hand was intact. When I cut off five fingers, it seemed like it was just a momentary impulse, but in fact I had no choice. If I hadn't done anything at that time, now I would have committed suicide even if my hands are fine. Peanut and Erlangzi knew that I was actually very fragile and could not accept those things. The fact is that even if you can't accept some things, you must find a way to accept them.

At this moment, when I saw a finger picking it up again, I felt mixed feelings. It was definitely not just a simple way to get it back.

Mr. Cao waved his hand at me, "Don't be excited, it's not over yet." As he said that, the old man took out something that looked like a fish hook, and there was a thread behind it. The hook was very thin, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see it at all. It was even thinner than the thread behind it.

I held back my heartbeat and continued to watch the old man's movements. Next, Mr. Cao sewed my broken finger and hand like he was suturing the wound. His fineness was definitely no less than that of ordinary surgical procedures, and the suture was thin and neat. After that, it seemed like I had a ring on my little finger on my left hand. If I didn't look close, I wouldn't know it was a suture.

Mr. Cao nodded, and then began to do the same thing to my remaining four fingers. Except for the pain I couldn't control when the needle was pierced, the whole process was very calm. When the five fingers completely returned to my left hand, it was already ten o'clock in the night.

I looked at my hand and didn't say anything for a long time. Although there was no feeling on my fingers, I could already sense my blood was pouring into my five fingers. The most obvious reaction was that the color of the five fingers began to change.

Just as I was in a daze, Mr. Cao took out another wooden box and put my left hand in. "Just as I said before, for the time being, this hand cannot move or get water." The old man said.

The wooden box was almost the same thickness as the one I had on my arm. After Mr. Cao locked a few buttons, the wooden box completely wrapped my left hand and left arm.

Seeing the old man lit the dry tobacco, I said in a deep voice: "Thank you, my man."

Mr. Cao smiled, "Since you are destined to be with Ajin, we will naturally do our best to help you, but don't treat this place as a hospital. Don't think that you have a next time. If you drop any parts, I'm powerless."

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, old man, I will definitely remember it."

"Okay, go to Ajin's house for dinner, those people must be waiting in a hurry."

I nodded and was about to get up to thank me again, but suddenly I remembered the old man's words before. So I asked, "Mr. Cao, you...you know my father, right?"

Mr. Cao smiled, "What do you think?"

It sounds like the old man is playing Tai Chi with me, but since he can say that in front of me, I think Mr. Cao is probably hinting at me. It is not difficult to think about it. First of all, the fat man in Caojia Village is doing that, and he is the only one who can have contact with his father. So it is logical that Mr. Cao will not know his father and know the Yuan family. The situation is like this on the surface, but when you think about what Zhuge Xuan said during the day, things may not be certain. I thought, maybe Mr. Cao is the person in Caojia Village who knows that.

The tone of his words he said clearly felt unhappy with the Yuan family, which was also in line with the reaction of the Cao family after they were treated.

"I am a man who is not good at using his brain. The things I feel are generally not correct. I hope Mr. Cao can make his younger generation understand more." Not long after contacting him, I felt that I had touched some of Mr. Cao's surnames. If I speak as usual, he might think I don't match. If I modify my words, the old man might be interested.

"I understand?" the old man smiled, "If you understand, I don't have to tell you all this." He stood up and slowly began to pace the room. "You are Yuan Long's son. Although you are not as smart as him, I believe you are not stupid either. You must be very surprised. Why do I know your Yuan family and Yuan Long? You may think, I used to be a tomb robber. Humph, just guess whatever you want, it doesn't matter. The key is that I want to ask you to do something, and I hope you don't shirk it. Just think of it as a little surgery fee that my old man charges."

"If you have any questions, please tell me, please tell me." I nodded.

"I want you to give your father a word," said the old man, "'Our Cao family doesn't want to suffer that crime anymore'."

I was stunned for a while, "That's it?"

"Well, that's it." Old Master Cao looked at me and smiled slightly.

I thought I couldn't make a mistake. Mr. Cao must have known those things as Zhuge Xuan said. What does he mean? I want to tell a family like my father, is the Cao family going to do what actions?

"Hi..." I sighed.

"Why? You can't even take care of it if it's so simple?" Old Master Cao frowned slightly.

I shook my head, "It's not that way, Mr. Cao, of course I have no choice but to do something like this, but the problem is that I can't find my father now."

"What?" Mr. Cao looked at me in surprise.

"This is the thing..." Of course I couldn't tell Mr. Cao about those things. I just made up some things and finally said that my father seemed crazy and ran away from the hospital. This is basically in line with our current situation. Anyway, I can't take the words over. This is not wrong.

After hearing this, Mr. Cao pondered for a long time. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, when you have the chance to see your father, just tell him what you said. Okay, let's not talk about it if there are too many, you, let's go."

I know that if someone like Mr. Cao is forced to ask him, he will definitely be disgusted, so I didn't say anything more. After thanking me again and again, I returned to Fatty's house.

At this time, the dishes on the table were cold. Fatty, peanuts, Qin Feng and Zhuge Xuan were still waiting for me. Seeing a wooden box hanging on my left hand, the four of them surrounded me.

"How is it?" Zhuge Xuan asked first, and the other three people also looked at me.

"I have already taken my finger back. Whether it can recover will take a few days to find out." I said with a smile.

"Then there is no problem," said the fat man. "Come on, it's just right for everyone to celebrate and drink."

"Go to you." Zhuge Xuan turned his head and said, "Don't you know that patients cannot drink alcohol?"

"Yes, fat man, you want to drink my old Qin with you, don't harm my young master." Qin Feng looked at the fat man with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, you have a lot of people. I have less wine and meat from my mother. I can eat more oral foods from Fatty."

Peanut walked up to me and said, "Drink some." After that, Peanut grinned at me.

I smiled and nodded, "Mr. Cao didn't say he couldn't drink, and I could take his hands up. I was also happy. How can I celebrate without drinking?" Then I looked at Zhuge Xuan again, "Don't worry, I will definitely not be drunk if you look at me."

That's it, but friends who often drink wine know that the words before picking up the wine glass are the same as if they didn't say it. After a few glasses of wine, we men immediately let go. Zhuge Xuan is not the kind of mother-in-law, and she didn't really stop me. As a result, everyone drank the bottles of white wine she brought to the sky.

The fat man's house does not have so many beds. After his mother packed up her things, she threw a few beds on the kang and stopped making arrangements for us.

We thought to myself that if you sleep in the living room, just sleep in the living room. Anyway, it is not the cold winter month now. But it is a bit difficult for Zhuge Xuan. So we, a few of us, gave the kang to her alone, and then the fat man piled the quilt on the ground, and we directly paved the floor.

When I slept until midnight, I opened my eyes again, subconsciously, I immediately raised my left hand, afraid that I would see the gloves again.

Fortunately, everything was normal. I sighed, then turned over, and with the moonlight coming from outside the window, I looked at Zhuge Xuan on the kang.

She slept very heavily, and the moonlight shone on her slightly smiling face, which was so beautiful. I thought to myself that I would be better if I were not in this mess, and that would have been a good thing with her... But if so many things really didn't happen, how could I know her?

It was springing there, suddenly, I heard a rustling sound of footsteps outside the window.

After a while, a dark figure slowly appeared outside the window. I felt a sudden striking in my heart. So late, who would still wander around the fat man’s door?

The windows of the fat man's house were not very high, but when that person came over, I only saw his neck at most. The feeling was as if a person without a head passed by you, which was very scary. I woke up from the wine and wanted to secretly kick the few people beside me. When I turned around, I found that the peanut had already sat up.

Peanut also stared at the window. After walking over, the footsteps suddenly stopped at the door of the fat man's house. I was extremely nervous and asked Peanut with my eyes what should I do?

Peanut stood up, grabbed the knife pressing under him, and walked towards the door. I immediately got up and followed him. The two of them came to the door and listened to the movement outside, but could not hear anything. Peanut nodded to me, then gently pulled the door bolt with his hand, and then pushed the wooden door open.

A cool breeze came towards me, but there was no one at the door. Peanut and I walked out the door and looked around again.

"Who was that person?" I asked.

"A very powerful person." Peanut said, "and he left without a break, I'm afraid..."

Just as Peanut was talking about this, suddenly, a black shadow fell from the roof and stood straight in front of us.

The man was very tall and burly, with his hair neatly lost. He was wearing a black windbreaker and leather gloves on his hands. A pair of black sunglasses almost covered his face. But even so, Peanut and I still recognized that this person was... Acheng.

No, he is no longer Acheng, he is the king, the king who has the memory of my father.

My hair was standing up all over my body, and I instantly understood what he was here for. From the beginning of his fall, his face never moved away from Peanut.

Although it was very abrupt, what was coming was finally here. But I couldn't figure out why the king, or my father, would have found Caojia Village so quickly?

I opened my mouth with some trembling trembling and wanted to call Dad, but I couldn't say those two words. If the king in front of me and the peanuts before me existed the same existence, then this person is too rigid and cold now.

"Follow me..."

The moment I heard this person speak, I completely froze because what came from Acheng's body and from Acheng's throat was the voice of my father and Yuan Long.

After the initial surprise, Peanut quickly returned to peace. He smiled and looked at his successor and said, "You can take my body away." After that, Peanut slowly pulled out the short knife.

"Fatty! Qin Feng!" I shouted immediately.

Acheng was motionless, still looking at Peanuts with a cold face. Qin Feng rushed out first, and then the fat man leaned against the door in a daze. Seeing the person in front of him, the fat man and Qin Feng immediately sobered up from the drunkenness.

"I'm going, it's really..." The fat man couldn't help but say in surprise, "Then we should call him Doctor or Master Yuan now."

At this moment, Qin Feng was even more excited. He stepped forward and said, "Master, is it you?"

When Qin Feng asked this, I felt something was wrong. If that person had completely the memory of his father and had a different appearance, then as long as he spoke, Qin Feng's position might not be with us.

"Qin Feng."

Sure enough, my father said in the tone of greeting Qin Feng in the past. Qin Feng immediately shivered, then walked forward and knelt in front of Acheng with a thud. "Master, it's really you, where have you been?"

Acheng lowered his head slightly, "Get up."
To be continued...