Zhang Meng didn't think about it carefully and quickly believed what he said. She thought he was just cold from hunger, so she patted his shoulder sympathetically and said, "I know you're hungry. I'll go down and get you something to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Meng opened the car door and walked back into the clinic.
"Comrade, is there anything I can help you with?"
As soon as Zhang Meng came in, before she could even ask, the caring old man ran to her and asked with an attentive look on his face.
Zhang Meng smiled at him and asked politely, "I'd like to ask if you have any incense, paper, candles, or anything like that?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes, wait a moment, I'll get it for you."
Zhang Meng immediately said gratefully, "Thank you very much."
The caring old man ran in and came out within two minutes with something wrapped in a rag in his hand.
"Comrade, here are the things you want. Keep them safe. These are things I bought a while ago, but it's hard to buy them now."
Zhang Meng quickly took it, thanked him, and immediately took out the money from his pocket, "How much?"
The thoughtful old man quickly waved his hand and said, "No need for money, no need, just take it. If it weren't for your help just now, the people in this town would have suffered."
Zhang Meng shook her head and insisted on giving it to you. "Let's put it this way. I have to give you the money. You must accept it. Otherwise, I won't dare to take these things from you."
The thoughtful old man took a look at the money in her hand, rubbed his hands together, and mumbled for a long time, but didn't say a single useful word.
Zhang Meng waited for a moment, and seeing that the man looked like he wanted to say something, he smiled and asked, "Comrade, do you have anything to say? Just say it."
The thoughtful old man's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly mumbled for a while before finally speaking a complete sentence, "Um, comrade, could you spare me a piece of that talisman paper you had just now? I want to take it back and study it carefully!"
Zhang Meng looked at him in surprise, "Old comrade, are you also a talisman painter?"
The old man looked down at his feet a little embarrassedly, nodded and said, "Yes, but I'm not very talented. I only studied with my master for less than two years before returning from the South China Sea to become a barefoot doctor here."
Zhang Meng felt a sense of mutual understanding as colleagues met each other, and smiled as he took out a most common talisman from his pocket and gave it to him.
When the thoughtful old man saw the talisman paper in front of him, he looked up at Zhang Meng in surprise and asked excitedly, "Comrade, is this talisman paper for me?"
Zhang Meng smiled, nodded, and urged him to answer it quickly with her eyes.
The old man stretched out his trembling hand. His hand was very rough, and Zhang Meng even saw many scars of various types on it, some of which were inflicted recently.
Before Zhang Meng could ask what happened to his scars, Youhui's angry voice rang out from the side, "Youxin, have you been experimenting with various herbs on your own body these past few years?"
The thoughtful old man clenched the talisman paper in his hand, smiled at Youhui, and said nonchalantly, "I have a long life anyway, so it's no big deal to try a few more herbs!"
You Hui shook his head helplessly and pointed at him, saying, "You, one day you will definitely die at the hands of these herbs."
The thoughtful old man chuckled again.
After they got into the car, Zhang Meng curiously asked Youhui about the old man Youxin.
You Hui smiled bitterly and said, "You Xin is our Nanhai's external disciple, but he is learning to draw talismans. Although his talent is not high, as long as he practices diligently, his talisman drawing skills can still reach the intermediate level."
At this point, You Hui shook his head and smiled, then continued, "But this old guy finally devoted his heart to studying medicine. I only know that he likes to taste all kinds of unknown herbs and then use them on himself. I don't know the rest."
After saying this, You Hui looked at Aye Ghost King, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the car, and said, "Aye Ghost King, can you tell us where the Jade Bead we are looking for is now?"
The Ghost King Aye in the corner immediately looked at them and suddenly said honestly, "I just asked an old ghost, and he said the jade bead you are looking for is in an ancient well in a village not far from here."
When Zhang Meng heard this, she looked at everyone with joy and said, "It seems we are quite lucky this time."
Although no one said anything, the smiles on their faces were the same as Zhang Meng's, and they were all happy.
After sitting in the car for half a day, Zhang Meng discovered the reason why she felt something strange when the car started moving.
That is, the female comrade Xiao Ling, who usually disliked everything about her, never bothered her again after getting on the bus.
However, Zhang Meng found that she seemed to be prone to abuse.
Now that people no longer bother her, she feels uncomfortable.
Abandoning Gu Mingtai, who was like a warm stove, Zhang Meng sat next to Xiao Ling, who was sitting alone.
Xiao Ling, who was looking out the window, clearly felt someone sitting down next to her. She thought it was her second senior brother, so she didn't turn around, but just called out lazily, "Second senior brother, don't bother me. I don't want to argue with you tonight."
Zhang Meng coughed lightly in amusement.
As soon as she finished coughing, Xiao Ling, who was looking out the car window, immediately turned her head.
"You, you, why are you sitting here with me?" Xiao Ling looked at Zhang Meng who was sitting next to her in surprise and asked stutteringly.
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