"Auntie, we saw the recipe, but the product turned out differently. We'd like to ask for your help."
"I know why. It's because what you use is all high-tech, like various purification methods, but in traditional Chinese medicine, each one has a different preparation method. Even if it's all about decocting, the result will be different for each person..."
I can teach you, but you have to come here to learn, otherwise it won't be of any use.
I'm an old woman and I can't read. Everything I learned was taught to me by my father when he was beating me.
That involved memorizing all those medicinal herbs by rote. I wanted to get certified, but my son said it's useless since I can't read. Do you think I can learn it?
After hearing this, the leader quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, of course we can. We trust the old lady."
We have a young man here who's in a similar situation, could you please take a look at his case?
Mo Yan told Xiao Ran what she was doing and then went with her. She assured her that Xiao Ran would be back as soon as possible and that she could call her if anything happened. She could also call another person, who was assigned by the leader. Mo Yan had said that she was going to help them rescue people, and asked them to find someone to take care of her daughter. The leader agreed without hesitation and immediately arranged for someone to be nearby to provide protection. They could come anytime she called, even if she had to shout.
Mo Yan followed him back to the team and found that the man's meridians were all broken. He had been beaten, and his tendons in his hands and feet had been severed. Now, all they could do was keep this teammate alive.
"Auntie, is it possible to wake this child up?"
Mo Yan glanced at it and could tell that they were doing a very difficult task. "Okay, do you want what's inside his stomach?"
them:"???"
"There's something hidden in his stomach, but it's not easy to get it out."
Mo Yan took out her box, which contained rows of silver needles. Even after so many years, they still glowed. [This isn't considered a cheat code; the leaders haven't given them any other assistance.]
After disinfecting him, Mo Yan used a needle to save his life and gave him a little spiritual energy. People who protect their country should be saved, right?
Saving their lives wasn't enough; they also had to reconnect their tendons and ligaments.
"The next step will be to wait until he wakes up and we have to help him one hand at a time, which will be very painful."
Ask him if he can handle it. I'll guide you through preparing the medicine; you can then decide how to manage it.
"Okay, okay."
Xiao Ran was quite busy, so she asked a young girl to help her. Wei Guo also came over often. He was embarrassed to face Xiao Ran, but Xiao Ran was very frank and said she wanted to talk to him.
"Wei Kingdom, shall we talk? Don't be nervous, I'm your sister, I won't do anything to you."
Wei Guo quickly stood up straight in front of Xiao Ran, looking at her nervously. "I'm serious. I know you all think I'm just being pitying, but that's not it. I've liked you for a long time, and I wanted to take care of you, but you're with Wei Lin now, and I..."
Those were his brothers, and he could only bury all his feelings in his heart and silently wish them happiness.
"Wei Guo, I am very grateful for your kindness to me, but I cannot accept it. I know that what you said back then hurt you a little, but to me, it means that you looked down on me, pitied me, and thought that I was unwanted and that you were only with me because you were helping Wei Lin."
At that time, she really thought that way. She was told that he would take care of her and give the child a father. Should she accept that with gratitude?
"I don't know what you were feeling at that time. Maybe you thought you were helping me, or maybe you thought that would give the child a complete family."
But for me, I don't need it.
You and he are brothers. If I were to get together with you, what would the villagers say? They would say that we might have been together a long time ago.
You might say, "Don't pay attention to the rumors. I care a lot. I'm even more bothered by your relationship with Wei Lin. He broke my heart, and I never want to be unrelated to him again in this lifetime."
"It's impossible for the two of us. Thank you for taking care of me, but please don't come again. I can take care of myself. You should find a girlfriend in the future. I'll still be your sister."
Xiao Ran made it clear to Wei Guo once and for all that there was no possibility between them.
"But we don't have to go back. If we never go back, no one will know, right?"
Instead of paying attention to what they say, wouldn't it be better to focus on what those people are actually thinking?
Xiao Ran could tell from Wei Guo's appearance that he hadn't understood or comprehended the message.
"That's right. If I like you or want to be with you, then none of these things matter. But I don't want to be with you, and I don't like you."
I appreciate your kindness, but that's all.
Gratitude is gratitude, but that's not liking. It can't be mistaken for love, and it shouldn't lead to a relationship. People are sensitive, and it's easy to sense whether someone likes you or not.
Wei left dejectedly, unable to hear anything else, and felt particularly distressed when he returned to his dormitory.
...
Mo Yan saved that person, but she herself was very weak. Everyone felt very sad when they saw this and helped take care of her.
Meanwhile, the leader told Mo Yan that Wei Lin would be able to return after a while.
Mo Yan glanced at it, and Wei Lin was utterly shocked. Then, she added with a hint of resentment, "Mother, you're really something, you've ruined your son's future with your own hands..."
"I think you're asking for a beating."
Mo Yan felt much better after being beaten up. "You cowardly bastard, if you hadn't bullied Xiao Ran, would you have been locked up? If you hadn't wronged Xiao Ran, would you have been punished?"
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