Chapter 77 The Cripple

"I want to go back to my hometown in the country to see my uncle." Li Yong smiled; "I can come back in about two, at most."

"You still have an uncle?" Han Lu had heard Li Yong before, he was an orphan.

"That's right! This is my only family member. He raised me from childhood." The image of the cripple appeared in Li Yong's mind. The cripple had always been very kind to him, but why didn't he have much affection for the cripple? Woolen cloth? If he had a deeper relationship, he would have run back first to heal the lame man after he had acquired ancient medical skills.

"Oh, why don't you take it and live in the city." Han Lu said with concern.

"No, he's used to living in the country, but he won't be used to it in the city." Li Yong flatly refused.

"Well, then you go! Do you want money?" Han Lu asked without knowing where she found a card.

Li Yong suddenly discovered that Han Lu still cared about him very much, and was willing to spend money on him, but this wife still had her own in her heart.

"No, I have money." Li Yong had no intention of spending women's money.

After leaving Han's villa, Li Yong came to Yongkang Clinic. After explaining to Zhang Yurong, he drove the domestic car he just bought and left Zhonghai City.

Li Yong drove onto the expressway without hindrance, and returned to his hometown in the countryside in only six hours.

Since he entered university, he has never been back. Five years have passed, and his hometown has changed a lot.

The road was built, and many buildings were built on both sides of the road, and there were dirty children running around the road, which reminded Li Yong of his childhood...

Only my own home has not changed much, it is still three old tile-roofed houses, the courtyard wall has collapsed and overgrown with weeds.

Li Neng parked his car in front of his house, and immediately attracted a group of children to watch. There are still very few cars in the countryside. Anyone who comes back with a car will definitely attract a crowd of people to watch.

Li Yong didn't know these children either, so he walked directly into the yard and shouted loudly, "Uncle, I'm back."

The wooden door was opened, and the widow Wang in the village was coming out with garbage. Seeing the widow Wang, Li Yong became angry for a while. He finally understood that the reason why he had no feelings for the lame man was because of the widow of the king.

In his time, there were rumors of a lame man and the widow of the king in the village, which was really ugly.

Because of these rumors,

Li Zhiyong became lame, which weakened the relationship between the two.

"Widow Wang, why are you at my house?" Li Yong asked with a sneer.

"Yong, you're finally back." Then the cripple who came out showed a bright smile, pulled Widow Wang's hand, and introduced: "Yong, this is your stepmother. I married her two years ago."

It turned out to be like this, Li Yong took a deep breath and didn't express his dissatisfaction anymore. Anyway, he came back just to ask about one thing, and he left after asking. Out of sight, out of mind, why care so much?

Li Yong walked into the room and found that the room was still so messy and exuded a strange smell. He didn't even want to sit down, so he stood there and asked, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

The cripple told Widow Wang to go to the kitchen to cook, then looked at Li Yong, smiled while smoking a cigarette: "You still know how to come back to see me, you have a conscience. What do you want to ask?"

"Who are my parents?" Li Yong asked word by word.

The cripple's smile faded away, he took a deep drag on his cigarette, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"How long do you want to hide from me?" Li Yong roared loudly.

"I really don't know." The cripple smoked hard again, seeing that this cigarette was exhausted, he took out another one.

"Okay, then I'm leaving, just pretend I haven't come back." Li Yong turned and walked out, he didn't want to stay here for a minute. He didn't know why he hated this family so much.

"Yong, have a meal before leaving!" the cripple shouted from behind.

Li Yong looked back, and when he saw that the cripple's hair had turned gray, and he was already old before he knew it, his heart ached. If he left today, it might be a farewell. Li Yong's heart softened instantly. After hesitating for a while, he went back to the room and ordered, "Sit down."

"You sit, you sit." The cripple smiled again.

"If you are told to sit down, sit down and don't bother me." Li Yong ordered impatiently.

The cripple moved his legs sideways, and then slowly sat down on the dark bench. He sighed, "Yong, you have graduated from college! Where do you work?"

Li Yong didn't answer either, but just took out the silver needle and stabbed the lame man's leg to stimulate his inner strength. He wanted to unblock the meridians of the lame man's leg and cure the lame man. He has already seen through the clairvoyant eye that this leg is lame because of the blocked meridian.

"What are you doing? Yong, stop quickly." The cripple turned pale with fright and shouted loudly.

Li Yong suddenly retracted the silver needle, stood up, and said calmly, "Stand up and take two steps."

The lame man stood up and stepped forward. Although his body was still on his side, the lame foot obviously gained strength and was balanced with his body. He was not lame anymore.

The cripple speeded up, walked a few more steps, and became more and more stable, and he really recovered.

However, the cripple was not happy about it, but grabbed Li Yong's hand and said fearfully, "Yong, quickly cripple my leg, my leg won't heal."

"What can't heal? I've already cured you." Li Yong didn't know why the lame man behaved like this.

"It can't be cured, really can't be cured. If my leg is cured by you, you will be in trouble." The cripple was very anxious, wishing he could pick up the bench and smash his leg.

"I will be in trouble? What trouble can I have?" Li Yong sneered, very puzzled.

The cripple realized that his mouth was sloppy, and said angrily, "You cripple me."

"Don't do it." As a doctor, Li Yong only has the principle of curing the sick, how can he make the healthy people sick?

"Can you do it? If you don't do it, I'll do it myself." Then, the cripple put his legs on the table, lifted the black bench, and threw it at his own leg.

Li Yong was even more puzzled by the lame man's reaction. He snatched the bench and said angrily, "What are you hiding from me? Come out."

The cripple sighed heavily, and sat down on the table. Tears glistened in his cloudy eyes, he stared at Li Yong, and said sadly, "Young man, I have suffered so much for you these years!"

Li Yong felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed. He didn't answer, but listened quietly.

But the cripple doesn't care anymore, no matter what Li Yong asks, the cripple just smokes and nothing else. Even if Li Yong scolded him, he didn't respond.

Li Yong is so angry!

But there is no way, he can't kill this relative who raised him! He couldn't make up his mind to use violence to interrogate.

After eating sullenly, Li Yong threw down 500,000 cash and was about to drive away.

Seeing so much money, Widow Wang was overjoyed, but the cripple didn't even look at it, but silently sent Li Yong to the car, and then suddenly said: "Young master, you have to be considerate of everything, and you have obtained the inheritance of medical skills. cause murder."

"If I die, aren't you going to tell me my life experience?" Li Yong asked coldly.

The cripple was silent again, just smoking fiercely, spitting out smoke non-stop. His eyes were empty, and when Li Yong watched him, he looked at the sky.

Li Yong gave up completely. He got into the car angrily, looked back at the cripple for the last time, and said angrily: "Do you think I won't be able to find out if you don't tell me? I don't rely on you, I rely on myself. "

After finishing these words, Li Yong stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove to the outside of the village.

There were villagers watching from a distance, but no one came around. Because everyone knew about the cripple's bad temper, the cripple and everyone in the village had Mao Dun, and no one paid him any attention.

Normally, the cripple would not talk to other villagers.

But this time, the lame man walked towards the villagers with a smile, and gave way one by one. The villagers were surprised to find that the lame man was no longer lame, and his leg was unexpectedly healed.

The cripple said: "Brother Wang, Brother Zhou, my house is going to be built, please help me, build a three-story house."

"Why are you so tall?" Someone asked mockingly. They don't believe at all that a lame man has money to build a house.

"Give it to my child, he will stay there the next time he comes back..." the cripple said with a smile.

At this time, Widow Wang brought a black plastic bag and dumped it on the ground, which turned out to be bundles of hundred-yuan bills. The cripple pointed at the money and said with a smile, "Just build a building worth 500,000 yuan."

The villagers exploded, never seeing so much money. Normally, a family can build a two-story building with a few hundred thousand yuan, but the lame man can build a two-story building for half a million yuan. This is definitely shocking news for the village.

"Okay, leave it to us." Brother Wang, who was smoking heavily, was the first to agree.

"I'll find someone, and work will start tomorrow." Brother Zhou was even more forthright.

When the cripple returned home, he blocked the widow Wang from the outside. He walked into the house, lifted his legs up on the table, then lifted up the dark bench, and smashed it down hard. Immediately there was a cripple's screaming in the room.

Widow Wang rushed into the room, hugged the cripple's bleeding leg, and said in tears, "Why are you doing this?"

"My legs can't get better, that man, if my legs get better, I can attack the young master, I can't hurt the young master..."

After Li Yong drove out of the village, he didn't go directly to the expressway to return to Zhonghai City. When he came to the town, he saw that the school he used to study and middle school was so dilapidated that it seemed to be about to collapse.

He found the principal, donated one million each, and said that it would be used for the construction of the school, and then left.

Originally, I wanted to stay at home for one night and have a good chat with the cripple, but I didn't expect to leave even halfway. Li Yong doesn't have much affection for his backward and dilapidated hometown, even if he has affection, he doesn't know how to express it.

What he was thinking about now was how to find his parents, he wanted to see what his parents were like, whether they were vicious people, and he wanted to question them face to face, why he had to surrender himself.

The cripple actually called him young master. This was the first time that the cripple called him that. Could it be that he is a descendant of a big family? Since it is a big family, why give him away? Could this big family not be able to raise a child?

The more Li Yong thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes dimmed with tears.

Especially when the melody (Only mother is good in this world) suddenly sounded on the car radio, his tears could no longer be held back, and suddenly poured down.

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