Qin Luo also felt it was a pity; indeed, naturally evil people are extremely rare.
Most of them were forced into this situation by the injustice of the world.
"So what's wrong with your back? I just took your pulse and found it's not a bone problem, but rather that the blood vessels in your lower back are being compressed and damaged by a tumor, which is why you can't stand up!"
Old Master Wu sighed as he thought of his back.
"I tried to persuade him to come back with me to apologize to the prefect! I promised to find the treasure, but he flew into a rage at me, saying that I didn't care about his life or death and that I had never treated him like a brother!"
Qin Luo felt this was difficult to judge, since it was a matter of perspective, and throughout history, everyone has had their own reasons for their arguments.
Then Old Master Wu continued, "How could I not consider him a brother? We grew up together. Back then, I had already decided to use my position as a centurion to save his life!"
This was something Qin Luo hadn't expected; the position of centurion could be inherited.
This signifies that the dynasty will never perish, and that the eldest son and eldest grandson of the emperor will at least hold the rank of centurion.
This old man was willing to sacrifice the interests of his descendants for his brother.
Old Master Wu sighed heavily again.
"But he thought I wanted to capture him to gain merit. What I didn't expect was that the group of thieves didn't leave, but waited for him nearby!"
Qin Luo was also surprised. Logically speaking, the thieves were already considered kind for not killing her to silence her, so why did they accompany her to say goodbye?
Then Mr. Wu answered her question.
"While the thieves were stealing the treasure, he stole a map showing the distribution of all the counties under the prefect's jurisdiction!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo couldn't help but praise him again.
"Wow! No wonder he has a scientific mind; knowing there's no turning back, he's determined to see things through to the end!"
Old Master Wu could never tell whether she was praising him or being sarcastic.
"But he still valued what he had too much! And he underestimated the thieves! They were probably getting impatient, so they surrounded the dilapidated temple! They were quite polite to Dong Hao because of the map, but they never intended for me to leave alive!"
He glanced sadly at his aching back and continued his story.
"I was prepared to fight them to the death, but Dong Hao begged them to let me go. I was young and hot-blooded, thinking I'd rather die fighting than flee in disgrace!"
Qin Luo suddenly asked, "Grandpa Wu, how old were Uncle Wu and the others back then?"
When he talked about his children, Mr. Wu was filled with remorse.
"Wu Nian is ten years old, Wu Fu is five years old, Wu Li is three years old, and Wu Qiang is two years old!"
Judging from his tone, Qin Luo seemed to be slapping himself for his foul mouth.
What's wrong with you? Why did you have to ask that?
But then I thought of the young and vigorous man surnamed Wu, and I wanted to laugh out loud.
To prevent herself from laughing, she could only pinch her thigh hard.
Then, wincing in pain, she still raised her hand towards Old Master Wu, signaling him to continue.
Grandpa Wu was completely baffled by him, thinking: Could it be that the disciple of the divine doctor behaves in a strange way than ordinary people?
He put aside his questions and continued speaking.
"The thieves gave Dong Hao a choice: either take him away and kill me, or kill us both! Dong Hao remained silent. They then tried to cut him down. I straightened him up to prepare to fight, and then I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was like this!"
Qin Luo was skeptical of his claim of using underhanded tactics.
"If he really betrayed you, he could have ended it with one blow. Why did he only cripple you?"
Thinking about my test results, I felt something was wrong even more.
A spinal cord tumor was compressing and damaging her nerves, and she seemed to know the truth!
"Grandpa Wu, you may be hating the wrong person. Although he attacked you, your paralysis was not caused by him!"
When Grandpa Wu heard her say that, he really found it hard to believe.
"If it weren't for him, why couldn't I stand up?"
Qin Luo could only explain in detail using language he could understand.
"The reason you can't stand up is because you have a mass in your lower back that's pressing on your meridians, which is why you can't stand up!"
Old Master Wu still had some doubts; he knew about Shi Jia.
Most people who get this disease will definitely die.
He then asked, "Then why wasn't I paralyzed after he attacked me?"
Qin Luo pondered for a moment, following the style and form of the ancients.
"You already had a mass in your lower back at that time, but you didn't know that his attack might have damaged a nerve. You must have seen many doctors, and they all determined that your lower back was injured by external force, so they prescribed some tonics..."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Wu suddenly realized what was going on.
"Yes, yes, those tonics were extremely expensive. My wife gave up a lot of her dowry to buy them for me. She had to take care of several children and manage all the household chores. She passed away not long after. Could it be that those tonics..."
Qin Luo realized that she really shouldn't have talked so much; she always seemed to hit people's sore spots with perfect accuracy.
Seeing the thirst for knowledge in Old Master Wu's eyes, she had no choice but to continue.
"It is said that ginseng can kill without fault. Ginseng is a highly nourishing substance, but if one has a mass (stone tumor), eating ginseng may very well make the mass larger..."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Wu was so angry that he pounded the bed.
"Incompetent doctors! Incompetent doctors! They caused me to lose my wife and made me resent my brother for more than ten years. I hate them so much, I hate them so much!"
The four Wu brothers outside heard the shouts and quickly inquired.
"Dad, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
Then I heard Old Master Wu's angry curses.
"roll!"
The four sons of the Wu family…
Wu Hua laughed heartily to the side.
"Hahaha! How embarrassing! I'm so old and still getting scolded by my dad! Hahaha~"
Wu Nian pinned it down and poked its little face with his beard.
"You little brat, how dare you mock me! I'll prick you!"
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