"Ah..."
"Damn it, what did you do to me?"
Xue Deyou screamed and cursed.
Lin Fan spread his hands innocently, "Uncle Deyou, I didn't do anything."
"Oh, it must be that I touched the place where your bone is broken."
"Bear with it, don't yell. Doesn't it hurt when a bone is broken?"
Can't stand it already?
Don't worry, this is just the beginning!
Lin Fan said coldly in his heart.
"It hurts abnormally, it's a piercing pain!"
"Wang Honglian, hurry, hurry, get the money. I need to go to the hospital now."
"If you dare to waste any more time, I'll beat you to death!"
Xue Deyou was in so much pain that sweat dripped from his forehead, and he rolled on the kang holding his calf.
But Wang Honglian and Xue Yinger didn't take it seriously.
The mother and daughter knew this guy too well, and he would exaggerate his pain tenfold.
"Mom, you stay home and pack things. I'll go get the money."
Xue Yinger turned to leave.
Wang Honglian grabbed her arm, "Yinger, don't go. Mom will go."
"Mom, you're old and not well. I'm young and can handle it."
Looking at her old and frail mother, Xue Yinger's tears welled up.
"Yinger, it's my fault for harming you!"
Wang Honglian cried profusely, hugging her daughter tightly.
How could she bear to let her daughter sell blood for money?
This scene made Lin Fan feel immensely sad.
Aunt Wang worked tirelessly year after year farming, earning a meager amount, all of which was squandered by the damned Xue Deyou.
The money Xue Yinger earned from working outside was given to the family without a penny missing, but it was still not enough for Xue Deyou's extravagance.
Yet, this damn fellow still beat his wife and scolded his daughter.
And now he's faking a fracture to force them to sell blood.
They were too kind, and too pitiful.
"Aunt Wang, Yinger, what money are you looking for?"
"I'm here to treat your family, and you still want money? What do you take me for?"
Lin Fan said with feigned anger.
"Sigh!"
Xue Yinger sighed, "Can you treat a fracture?"
Lin Fan smiled slightly, "My medical skills are good. Ask your mother if you don't believe me."
Xue Yinger's face showed anticipation, and she turned to her mother, "Is it true?"
Wang Honglian nodded heavily, "Yinger, you've been working outside for so long, you don't know the situation at home. Xiaofan is now a famous miracle doctor in ten villages and eight towns."
Lin Fan patted his chest and interjected, "Don't worry, Yinger. I could even reconnect Aunt Li's husband's broken arm. Your dad only has a hairline fracture, and I can cure it in minutes."
"Xiaofan, then I'll have to trouble you," Xue Yinger said with half belief.
Lin Fan waved his hand, "You're welcome."
He turned his head and looked at Xue Deyou, who was already covered in cold sweat on the kang, too weak to even roll, and too tired to shout. He said unhurriedly:
"I'll apply some herbs for you first, and then find some small wooden boards to make a splint for your hairline fracture. This is a necessary step, you must cooperate."
This damned fellow, to what extent has he pushed this kind mother and daughter?
If he doesn't suffer more, how can he vent the anger for the mother and daughter?
Wang Honglian nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay. What do you need, Auntie will prepare it for you."
"Aunt Wang, you go find the small wooden boards."
"Yinger, you come with me to mash the herbs."
Lin Fan arranged everything in an orderly manner.
"The stone mortar is in the kitchen. I'll take you."
Xue Yinger walked out first.
In the east adobe room, three large jars were placed against the north wall. Against the east wall was a chopping board raised with bricks, and against the south wall was an ancient stove.
In the middle was a table with a broken leg, and around it were three dilapidated stools.
Lin Fan felt a pang of sadness. Everything was the same as before, not a single new item.
How did the mother and daughter get through these years?
"You sit, I'll get the stone mortar."
Xue Yinger stepped onto the stove.
"Yinger, let me get it," Lin Fan said quickly.
"You don't know where it is."
Xue Yinger lifted a plastic cloth tacked to the wall, squatted down, and started searching in the earthen wall cavity.
There were no cabinets at home, so this cavity served as a cabinet. Seasonings, bowls, chopsticks, bottles, and jars were all in here.
Lin Fan sat on the stool, watching her beautiful back.
"Ah! A snake!"
Xue Yinger suddenly screamed and fell backward.
Lin Fan rushed forward and caught her in his arms.
"A snake! There's a snake inside!"
Xue Yinger trembled violently with fear, clutching Lin Fan's neck and shouting.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Lin Fan took a few steps back, his eyes never leaving the cupboard cavity on the wall.
"Xiaofan, put me down quickly."
Xue Yinger's face flushed, and she wriggled her body and said.
"Oh?"
Lin Fan looked down, and a flame ignited in his body.
This pose was too...
Xue Yinger's two long legs were in his hands at this moment.
"Put me down quickly."
Seeing Lin Fan frozen in place, Xue Yinger became even more ashamed and urged him, struggling.
"Alright, alright."
Lin Fan came to his senses and put Xue Yinger down.
"Don't be afraid, I'll help you catch the snake."
To cover his embarrassment, he walked around Xue Yinger and went to the cupboard cavity.
"Be careful, it's under the stone mortar, a small white snake," Xue Yinger reminded him.
Lin Fan, who wasn't afraid of snake demons, how could he be afraid of a mere ordinary snake?
He jumped onto the stove and reached for the stone mortar.
He lifted the stone mortar and saw a silver snake, about five inches long and as thick as a chopstick, lying still there.
"Doesn't look like a snake?"
With a hint of doubt, Lin Fan grabbed the snake and took it out.
"It's really not a snake!"
It was cold and hard to the touch, a metal object.
However, it did resemble a snake. Its head was as thick as a chopstick, and its tail was as sharp as a toothpick. Its body was carved with snake scale patterns, lifelike.
"Where is the snake? Did it bite anyone?"
Wang Honglian ran in at this moment.
Seeing Lin Fan standing on the stove, she said anxiously, "Xiaofan, get down quickly, don't get bitten by the snake."
Lin Fan turned around, held up the object in his hand, and smiled, "Auntie, it's not a snake, it's this thing."
"Oh, that's why it scared you," Wang Honglian said with relief.
"Mom, what is this?"
Seeing the snake-shaped object in Lin Fan's hand, Xue Yinger asked curiously.
"It was your maternal grandmother's dowry, a silver-plated hairpin. I hid it in the cupboard for fear your father would steal and sell it," Wang Honglian whispered, as if afraid Xue Deyou would hear.
"This hairpin is so strange?"
Lin Fan muttered to himself and looked closely at the hairpin in his hand, frowning.
The hairpin exuded a mysterious aura, causing his spiritual energy to become restless, and the "Supreme Balance Canon" also appeared in his mind.
Sky-Mending Needle!
Suddenly, the "Supreme Balance Canon" flashed with purple light, and its cover flipped open.
A page of black background and white text appeared: In ancient times, a great deity used the remaining divine stones from Nuwa mending the sky and refined a magical artifact after eighty-one days, named the Sky-Mending Needle. Its purpose is yet unknown!