The Era of Game

18 Are You Going To See Me Die

    Wan Jingtian had just seen Gao Baoshan’s ability to "save people" in the afternoon, and he couldn't flatter his "medicine skills". He disdainfully said: "Can a cook have such a great ability?"

    Zhao Luoguo explained: "Water makes adults know something, and the knowledge of medicinal materials and food ingredients are from the same root. Most of the medicinal materials are edible, and most of the food materials can be used as medicine. The term'diet therapy' has been used to treat diseases since ancient times. A good cook who has thoroughly studied the taste and properties of the ingredients can be regarded as a half doctor."

    Wan Jingtian still didn't believe it: "Even so, but right now, even you, a full-time doctor, can't save the patient, what can his half doctor' do?"

    Zhao Luoguo smiled bitterly: "It's really ashamed to say-strictly speaking, Gao Baoshan, he is actually not even a'half doctor'.' Cook' can only be regarded as his sideline, so this'doctor' It's his'side job's side job', but he is a person with profound spiritual power, so even if it's just a'side job's side job', it's better than the old man."

    Strong spiritual power? Gao Baoshan is such a powerful person? It's no wonder that Li Zheng's kind of guy who seems to be flattering and bullying at first glance always greets Gao Baoshan with a smile.

    However, if even the "sideline business" is so powerful, Wan Jingtian is really curious about what Gao Baoshan's "main business" is.

    Wan Jingtian pointed to the injuries and asked, "You mean Gao Baoshan could save these people?"

    "I dare not say that no one has ever seen Gao Baoshan's medical skills. It is just legend that he once had a daughter, and the doctors said that she would not live to be three years old. Gao Baoshan didn't believe it, so he raised his daughter until he was twelve. "

    Wan Jingtian took a deep breath and exclaimed, "It actually lived nine years longer than the doctor's prediction!"

    Zhao Luoguo shook his head: "It's nine years longer, but it's not. The girl said that she didn't want to drag her father any more when she was twelve years old, so she ran away alone and disappeared. Everyone is rumored, The girl left her father's care, 80% of her death."

    "Did Gao Baoshan go looking for her?"

    "I searched for it, searched for three years, but didn't find it. In the end, maybe even he himself felt that his daughter could no longer be alive after those three years, so he ran to Shi Rong Mountain and became a cook. Three more years."

    Wan Jingtian put his hope to Zhao Luoguo: "So, you have been together in a cottage for three years, why don't you ask him to save people?"

    Zhao Luoguo waved his hand again and again: "Water makes adults know something. Although Gao Baoshan has known the old man for a long time, he has no friends. Maybe because of the loss of his daughter, his temper is very strange. Often we all think it is reasonable. He may hate the things that are unbelievable, but we all think it is incredible, and he takes it for granted. Let me tell you the truth: In the past three years, there have been many people asking him to see a doctor, but he has not taken any action. Instead, many of them were killed by him. The old man wants to live a few more years!"

    "Killing?" Wan Jingtian said in surprise, "If you don't save people, you kill?"

    Zhao Luoguo was so accustomed, he said, "He has a weird temper. If you look at people who are not pleasing to the eye, kill them. Otherwise, do you think that based on his ability, why should he stay in the thief's den of Shi Rongshan?"

    Wan Jingtian was frightened in a cold sweat, so he should be thankful that he is still a "pleasing to the eye" of Gao Baoshan. I said so many things to him before, but he hasn't killed him yet.

    Moreover, according to Zhao Luoguo, Wan Jingtian is probably the only person Gao Baoshan has ever treated on Shirong Mountain, right?

    In retrospect, Wan Jingtian also admitted that Gao Baoshan is indeed a bit strange. For example, he would hang himself upside down in the kitchen to detoxify; for example, he would use heavy steel cables to draw water from a wellhead tens of meters deep.

    Even so, Wan Jingtian still feels that Gaobaoshan is not a dead end.

    What's more, even if it is a dead-end, it is the only way he currently saves people.

    But the crux of the question is: how to ask Gao Baoshan to do it?

    Gao Baoshan probably wouldn't buy it if he was a "water imperial messenger"; if he was a "little apprentice," it was obviously not enough.

    Wan Jingtian thoughtfully, glanced at the ten villagers on the bed again and made a decision. He confessed to Zhao Luoguo: "You are here to take good care of them, and I will hire someone."

    Zhao Luoguo responded and said, "With my ability, at best, I can guarantee that they will be fine tonight. Therefore, if the water makes adults want them to live, they must find Gaobao Mountain before the sun rises."

    No delay, Wan Jingtian set off immediately.

    Fortunately, Shi Rongshan is not high, and the cottage is not too big. By moonlight, Wan Jingtian quickly touched Gaobaoshan's residence.

    There are three bungalows in the small courtyard. The largest one in the middle is the kitchen, the left side of the kitchen is the storage room, and the right side is the bedroom of Gao Baoshan.

    The lights are on in the bedroom at this time.

    Wan Jingtian knocked on the door and entered, Gao Baoshan was peeling garlic.

    Without waiting for Wan Jingtian to speak, Gao Baoshan spoke first: "You are back. There is food for you in the kitchen. Go and eat."

    Gao Baoshan's words dispelled many of Wan Jingtian's worries. He felt that Zhao Luoguo was a bit alarmist, and Gao Baoshan was not as cold-blooded and brutal as he said.

    Wan Jingtian did not eat dinner. The meal Qianqian sent before is probably still in his guest room.

    "I can't eat it." Wan Jingtian said.

    Gao Baoshan pointed at the garlic full of dustpans in front of him with his chin, and said, "Come on, peel all these garlic. I will use it tomorrow."

    "Why don't you ask me why I can't eat it?"

    Gao Baoshan's work has never stopped: "I said that if you fill the three tanks of water, you will take care of your dinner. Now that you have done it, I will just keep my promise. As for whether you can eat well. , That is your business, it has nothing to do with me."

    Wan Jingtian's heart that was original to be moved by this was choked back by Gao Baoshan's cold words.

    Reluctantly, Wan Jingtian had no choice but to sit on the small bamboo stool opposite Gaobao Mountain and peel the garlic obediently.

    While peeling it, he said, "In the afternoon, I followed you to the back peak."

    "I know." Gao Baoshan's tone was flat.

    "You know?" Wan Jingtian was very surprised. It is said that with his tracking ability, it is difficult to be discovered; what's more, Gao Baoshan at that time did not show what he had noticed.

    Wan Jingtian suppressed his surprise and said sincerely: "I saw a group of injured paddy field villagers in Houfeng, and I want you to save them."

    "Why?" Gao Baoshan always bowed his head and peeled the garlic, as if that was the most important thing at present, more important than saving people.

    "Why? Most of them are injured! I am even worried that some people will not survive tonight." Wan Jingtian's tone was a little excited.

    "Then what is it to you? What is it to me?"

    Wanjing Weather angrily threw the garlic in his hand into the dustpan: "Are you going to see me die?"

    "See you die?" Gao Baoshan raised his eyes, looked at Wan Jingtian's serious face, and suddenly smiled: "Do you think you are still alive?"