Chapter 763
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Zi Meng You Long
The sloppy Taoist priest and I couldn't believe our eyes when we saw the village.
In what age, there is still such a poor place.
The old man led us towards the village and came straight to a thatched hut.
It was dark inside, and there was a constant coughing sound.
After entering, I found that there was a sickly old man lying in that thatched hut, looking like he was dying. Beside the old man, there was a young man in his 30s taking care of him.
As soon as we met, the old man chattered with the young man, looking very anxious, and the sloppy Taoist priest and I could only stand aside, unable to understand what they were talking about.
"Xiao Jie, this old man looks seriously ill, show her and see if she can be cured." The slovenly Taoist looked at me and said.
I responded, walked to the sickly old lady, and put a hand on her pulse. After a while, I frowned, looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and shook my head helplessly.
"What disease?" The sloppy Taoist priest asked.
"The kidneys are damaged, and the rest of the internal organs are also affected. If I read correctly, this disease should be called uremia now, which is no different from terminal illness." I said solemnly.
"I heard that this kind of disease can be replaced by a kidney, which can save your life." The sloppy Taoist said seriously.
Now I finally know why this old man worked so hard. For the 50 yuan, he even gave up his life, just to treat his wife.
The sloppy Taoist priest and I were chatting when the young man in the room suddenly said, "You two guests, are you Chinese?"
Hearing this, the sloppy Taoist priest and I were taken aback, and we couldn't help nodding.
"Hello, how can you speak Chinese?" I asked curiously.
"I worked in a Huaxia boss's factory a few years ago and learned some Chinese. Then the boss moved the factory away..." The young man looked at me and said.
"Great, since you can speak Chinese, everything will be easy to handle." I said happily.
"Is this your mother lying on the bed?" the sloppy Taoist asked.
"Yes, it's my mother. He is seriously ill now, and urgently needs a large sum of money to go to the hospital for surgery, or he won't live long." The young man said sadly.
Through conversation, we learned the young man's name, his name was Sinto, and the old man's name was Apela.
His mother has been suffering from uremia for a long time, and she has not been cured after going to the hospital. The hospital in Laos cannot treat this disease.
A doctor told him that he could be sent to Thailand next door for treatment, but it would cost a lot of money, about 300 million baht.
So, recently he and his father have been trying to find ways to help his mother raise money for medical treatment.
In their situation, not to mention 300 million baht, even [-] to [-] baht, they can’t get it together. They are poor and poor.
In order to cure his wife's illness, the old man Apala had no choice but to work hard on the black market to raise money for his wife's medical treatment.
300 million baht, almost equivalent to 60 yuan.
Not to mention the money in Laos, it is not a small sum even in China.
Hearing them explain the whole story clearly, the sloppy Taoist was not ambiguous at all. He took out a lot of money from the Qiankun Babao bag, about 20 U.S. dollars, equivalent to 60 million yuan, and handed it directly to Xinto, saying : "Take this money and treat your mother's illness. If it's not enough, you can contact us again and ask my friend to leave a call for you later."
Xinto looked at the money in the hands of the sloppy Taoist priest, and cried out of excitement, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the two of us, saying some words of gratitude.
The old man Apala also knelt on the ground and wanted to kowtow to us, the two of us quickly helped the father and son up.
"Brother Xinto, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat at home?" I quickly changed the subject.
Without saying a word, Xinto slaughtered the only old hen in the house that laid eggs when he went out, and wanted to cook for us.
This family is so poor, we really can't bear to see it.
The sloppy Taoist priest secretly took out a lot of food and drink from the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag and put them in the thatched cottage.
A sloppy Taoist priest filled a lot of things in that bag of eight treasures of heaven and earth, and I saw that he even got two bags of rice out of it. I really don't know what he put these things for.
Xinto was busy cooking, so I found a place where no one was around, burned a sound transmission talisman to Yuankong, and asked, "Yuankong, are you safe? We are in Bangwa Village, let someone come pick us up. "
"Okay, Angkor!"
Yuan Kong quickly replied, and the sound transmission talisman was burned.
This talisman is good everywhere, but it can only say a few words.
Since Yuankong can send a letter back, it proves that they are safe, so I am relieved.
At the beginning, in order to lure the flying head down, we bought them more than an hour to escape, and there would be no trouble if we thought about it.
After a while, Xinto cooked the meal and stewed an old hen. The father and son were reluctant to eat it, and they couldn't bring it all for us, but they gnawed on the baked potatoes themselves.
The slovenly Taoist priest took out a vacuum-packed big elbow directly from the Qiankun Eight Treasures Bag, handed it to us, and stared at the father and son in a daze.
After eating and drinking enough, we dare not stay here for a long time. The big tiles must be looking for us everywhere at this moment. We must find a way to leave Southeast Asia as soon as possible.
Fortunately, at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a familiar figure appeared in the village.
The sloppy Taoist priest and I saw her from a long distance away, and hurried to meet her.
"Sister Xiao Han, you finally came to pick us up." The slovenly Taoist said with a playful smile.
Xiao Han looked us up and down, and asked with some doubts: "Aren't you injured?"
"No, it's fine." I smiled.
"Now the whole of Laos is in chaos. Nava is going crazy, and he will find us no matter what, so get out of here quickly." Xiao Han said in a deep voice.
I responded, turned around and waved to Xinto, and said, "Brother Xinto, let's go, see you by fate."
Having said that, the father and son walked over again.
Xinto said: "Great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it, thank you."
"You're welcome, you should. Your father has helped us a lot. There is one more thing I have to remind you. After we leave, you should quickly change places and don't live here, or leave Laos as soon as possible and go to Thailand to give your mother Heal, we offended Nava, they may find you here."
The old man Apala said a few words to us excitedly, and Xinto translated that he wanted to follow us and continue to help us, and he would come back after sending us out.
In what age, there is still such a poor place.
The old man led us towards the village and came straight to a thatched hut.
It was dark inside, and there was a constant coughing sound.
After entering, I found that there was a sickly old man lying in that thatched hut, looking like he was dying. Beside the old man, there was a young man in his 30s taking care of him.
As soon as we met, the old man chattered with the young man, looking very anxious, and the sloppy Taoist priest and I could only stand aside, unable to understand what they were talking about.
"Xiao Jie, this old man looks seriously ill, show her and see if she can be cured." The slovenly Taoist looked at me and said.
I responded, walked to the sickly old lady, and put a hand on her pulse. After a while, I frowned, looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and shook my head helplessly.
"What disease?" The sloppy Taoist priest asked.
"The kidneys are damaged, and the rest of the internal organs are also affected. If I read correctly, this disease should be called uremia now, which is no different from terminal illness." I said solemnly.
"I heard that this kind of disease can be replaced by a kidney, which can save your life." The sloppy Taoist said seriously.
Now I finally know why this old man worked so hard. For the 50 yuan, he even gave up his life, just to treat his wife.
The sloppy Taoist priest and I were chatting when the young man in the room suddenly said, "You two guests, are you Chinese?"
Hearing this, the sloppy Taoist priest and I were taken aback, and we couldn't help nodding.
"Hello, how can you speak Chinese?" I asked curiously.
"I worked in a Huaxia boss's factory a few years ago and learned some Chinese. Then the boss moved the factory away..." The young man looked at me and said.
"Great, since you can speak Chinese, everything will be easy to handle." I said happily.
"Is this your mother lying on the bed?" the sloppy Taoist asked.
"Yes, it's my mother. He is seriously ill now, and urgently needs a large sum of money to go to the hospital for surgery, or he won't live long." The young man said sadly.
Through conversation, we learned the young man's name, his name was Sinto, and the old man's name was Apela.
His mother has been suffering from uremia for a long time, and she has not been cured after going to the hospital. The hospital in Laos cannot treat this disease.
A doctor told him that he could be sent to Thailand next door for treatment, but it would cost a lot of money, about 300 million baht.
So, recently he and his father have been trying to find ways to help his mother raise money for medical treatment.
In their situation, not to mention 300 million baht, even [-] to [-] baht, they can’t get it together. They are poor and poor.
In order to cure his wife's illness, the old man Apala had no choice but to work hard on the black market to raise money for his wife's medical treatment.
300 million baht, almost equivalent to 60 yuan.
Not to mention the money in Laos, it is not a small sum even in China.
Hearing them explain the whole story clearly, the sloppy Taoist was not ambiguous at all. He took out a lot of money from the Qiankun Babao bag, about 20 U.S. dollars, equivalent to 60 million yuan, and handed it directly to Xinto, saying : "Take this money and treat your mother's illness. If it's not enough, you can contact us again and ask my friend to leave a call for you later."
Xinto looked at the money in the hands of the sloppy Taoist priest, and cried out of excitement, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the two of us, saying some words of gratitude.
The old man Apala also knelt on the ground and wanted to kowtow to us, the two of us quickly helped the father and son up.
"Brother Xinto, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat at home?" I quickly changed the subject.
Without saying a word, Xinto slaughtered the only old hen in the house that laid eggs when he went out, and wanted to cook for us.
This family is so poor, we really can't bear to see it.
The sloppy Taoist priest secretly took out a lot of food and drink from the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag and put them in the thatched cottage.
A sloppy Taoist priest filled a lot of things in that bag of eight treasures of heaven and earth, and I saw that he even got two bags of rice out of it. I really don't know what he put these things for.
Xinto was busy cooking, so I found a place where no one was around, burned a sound transmission talisman to Yuankong, and asked, "Yuankong, are you safe? We are in Bangwa Village, let someone come pick us up. "
"Okay, Angkor!"
Yuan Kong quickly replied, and the sound transmission talisman was burned.
This talisman is good everywhere, but it can only say a few words.
Since Yuankong can send a letter back, it proves that they are safe, so I am relieved.
At the beginning, in order to lure the flying head down, we bought them more than an hour to escape, and there would be no trouble if we thought about it.
After a while, Xinto cooked the meal and stewed an old hen. The father and son were reluctant to eat it, and they couldn't bring it all for us, but they gnawed on the baked potatoes themselves.
The slovenly Taoist priest took out a vacuum-packed big elbow directly from the Qiankun Eight Treasures Bag, handed it to us, and stared at the father and son in a daze.
After eating and drinking enough, we dare not stay here for a long time. The big tiles must be looking for us everywhere at this moment. We must find a way to leave Southeast Asia as soon as possible.
Fortunately, at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a familiar figure appeared in the village.
The sloppy Taoist priest and I saw her from a long distance away, and hurried to meet her.
"Sister Xiao Han, you finally came to pick us up." The slovenly Taoist said with a playful smile.
Xiao Han looked us up and down, and asked with some doubts: "Aren't you injured?"
"No, it's fine." I smiled.
"Now the whole of Laos is in chaos. Nava is going crazy, and he will find us no matter what, so get out of here quickly." Xiao Han said in a deep voice.
I responded, turned around and waved to Xinto, and said, "Brother Xinto, let's go, see you by fate."
Having said that, the father and son walked over again.
Xinto said: "Great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it, thank you."
"You're welcome, you should. Your father has helped us a lot. There is one more thing I have to remind you. After we leave, you should quickly change places and don't live here, or leave Laos as soon as possible and go to Thailand to give your mother Heal, we offended Nava, they may find you here."
The old man Apala said a few words to us excitedly, and Xinto translated that he wanted to follow us and continue to help us, and he would come back after sending us out.
