On the speeding train, Wu Yuran looked at the view outside the window with a smile on his eyes.

A more open girl sat opposite him, with a super short leather skirt, suspender skirt, and exquisite makeup. She looked at Wu Yuran with deep disdain on the corner of her mouth.

Because Wu Yuran's outfit is very unique, the red and yellow shorts, the black vest, and the cloth shoes on his feet have a hole, and the toes are exposed.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to hit me? Poor ghost!" The woman opposite Wu Yuran suddenly shouted angrily at Wu Yuran and suddenly attacked him.

Wu Yuran glanced at the woman and just smiled softly.

"I said you are so thick-skinned. With your conditions, I still want Shanshan to get back together with you."

"For ten consecutive nights, I was waiting at the door of the girls' dormitory. As a result, I was slapped in the face? Tell you! Our sisters in the dormitory don't agree with Shanshan. They don't have money and want to find a woman. If you are like you, there will never be a woman willing to follow you in your life."

"And I can tell you one more thing. Shanshan has a boyfriend, so she is tall, handsome and rich. I don't know how many times stronger than you. Just give up that heart."

Seeing Wu Yuran ignore her, Wang Xiaojie was ridiculed by a series of ridicule.

"Who said that, I think he is good. Do you be my boyfriend?"

Wu Yuran's woman sitting next to him suddenly took his arm.

She didn't know Wu Yuran and Wang Xiaojie either, she was completely unhappy with Wang Xiaojie's words.

She is very delicate and the whole car is the focus. She has a perfect melon-shaped face, smooth waist-length hair, and her skin is like water. She can be broken with a slim waist, and can be held in a slim waist. She has straight long legs and a well-tailored outfit, which perfectly highlights her figure.

"Oh, I'm still a beautiful woman saving the bear."

"I know you pity him, so I deliberately helped him and acted like this. If you know how poor he is, you will definitely dislike him. The shoes on his feet are not personality, but that he really wears this kind of thing."

"Do you think he is willing to eat a bowl of instant noodles?"

Wang Xiaojie glanced at Wu Yuran with even more disdain.

At this time, the train salesman came with a push cart, shouting instant noodles, drinks, and ham sausages.

"How much does it cost to buy instant noodles?"

Wu Yuran stood up and spoke.

"Seven yuan." The salesperson replied with a smile.

"It's so expensive, isn't it four yuan? Forget it, don't want it."

Wu Yuran was stunned.

"Hahaha, the instant noodles on the train are all at this price. You don't even know? It's not your first time taking the train, you're a poor guy!"

"I'm so laughing."

Wang Xiaojie covered her stomach and burst into laughter.

Many people around laughed.

"I'll buy it for you, I'll get two barrels."

Zhao Lingxi, the beautiful woman beside Wu Yuran, spoke, she was very disgusted with Wang Xiaojie's words.

"No, I have something to eat. Besides, I don't buy it not because it's expensive, but because my food is more nutritious."

As he said that, Wu Yuran took out the steamed bun and ate it with relish. The ingredients used in his steamed buns are extraordinary and have extremely high nutritional value. In the words of his master, the value of steamed buns cannot be measured by money.

"Don't find reasons if you are poor." Wang Xiaojie looked at Wu Yuran with contempt.

In her opinion, Wu Yuran is useless except for studying better. She and Wu Yuran both went to Zhonghai to study, but Wu Yuran went to Zhonghai University, which is among the top three in the country, while she was an ordinary second-tier university.

But it is precisely because of this that she feels more refreshed when she mocks her.

Mom, mom, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, an anxious voice sounded next to you.

I saw a middle-aged woman lying on the ground, her mouth and eyes were crooked, her face was red and her eyes were red, and her mouth was constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her mouth was opened and closed, not knowing what she was saying.

"Whoever can save my mother, I will thank you very much!" the tall man next to the woman shouted anxiously.

"She had a stroke."

"And the situation is very serious. If it cannot be treated in time, it may even die."

"But fortunately I met me, I can cure her!"

An old man suddenly stood up and said with a smile.

The old man was sitting opposite Wu Yuran, boasting about his medical skills all the way. No one took it seriously. He thought he was bragging, but he didn't expect that he really dared to stand up.

But when he passed by Wu Yuran, his eyes kept glancing at Zhao Lingxi, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the old man volunteering, the tall man immediately frowned and asked disdainfully: "Can you do it?"

"It depends on the result if it is OK! Your mother's condition is very serious, so she can last for half an hour at most. If you don't want to, then forget it." After saying that, the old man turned his head and prepared to return to his seat.

"Sir, help."

"Please." Seeing the old man turning his head and leaving, the tall man couldn't help but be anxious and quickly admitted his mistake. As the old man said, only this old man could have a solution now.

"Don't you believe me?" The old man sat in his seat, closed his eyes, and looked like an old monk was in a state of meditation, with a arrogant expression.

You just doubted me, but now I can't stand you.

"I was wrong just now, I apologize." The tall man admitted his mistake again.

"Old man, please help me take a look. I know I was wrong."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You can do it." The passengers around them also spoke one after another.

Seeing the old man looking full of confidence and calm, many people believed that he was a truly capable person.

Even the woman sitting next to Wu Yuran looked at the old man with great anticipation.

However, a cold light flashed in Wu Yuran's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, with a special smile.

"Okay, I'll help you see." As he said that, the old man stood up and walked to the middle-aged woman. He put his hand on his forehead, then rubbed her forehead and said, "The condition is indeed very serious, but fortunately I met me."

"Old sir, can my mother still be saved?" The tall man looked at the old man excitedly, grabbed the old man's arm with both hands, and shook it excitedly.

The old man didn't say anything, took out a yellowed talisman from a package and stuck it to the middle-aged woman's forehead.

The people around couldn't help but be stunned. If a talisman was put on the forehead, it would be fine?

Is this old man's method too unreliable?

"This is feudal superstition. Don't lie here." The beauty sitting next to Wu Yuran stood up and shouted in a cold voice.

She knew some local methods to cure diseases, but this kind of talisman is definitely a deceptive one.

Many passengers nodded, drew talismans and fortune telling, which were all feudal superstitions in the countryside.

What era is it now? There are people who want to use this method to cheat on the train?

"Do you lie to others? Just look at the results. Some folk remedies in our country are still very effective, especially to treat some special incurable diseases. We cannot kill them at once." Of course, some people do not oppose this treatment method.

If the old man dares to use this method in public, it may be really OK.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the middle-aged woman.

I saw that the middle-aged woman's face turned much rosy, her eyes were no longer red, her mouth was no longer slanted, and her saliva was no longer flowing.

In the end, the woman stood up and jumped around very quickly, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm fine, thank you, the old miracle doctor." The middle-aged woman kept bowing to the old man, and the tall man couldn't help but bow deeply.

The eyes of the people around him couldn't help but straighten.

It is false to hear the ears, but it is true to see the eyes. What they see with their own eyes is naturally unfair.

His eyes were staring at the old man with fiery eyes.

The beautiful woman beside Wu Yuran's side had a slightly red face, her beautiful eyes were flashing with bright colors, and she was very moved, which made Wu Yuran shake her head.

"Old doctor, are there any talismans in your hand? My father also suffered a stroke. He had been repeatedly but it was not cured. And it was getting worse and worse. I spent 100,000 yuan to buy one." While others were still considering whether to sell it, a man in his thirties in his suit and tie walked up to the old man and spoke excitedly. His hands were very exaggerated. He grabbed the old man's arm hard and almost snatched it.

"I used these talismans myself. If I hadn't seen that big girl feel pitiful and his son is filial, I wouldn't have been willing to use one." The old man shook his head slightly and refused.

"Old doctor, just keep one by yourself. Sell the rest to others. This is also accumulating good deeds. I will buy one, and I will pay 200,000." A woman who was dressed in a capable and about twenty-five years old and was also standing next to the old man, looking at the old man with a bright look.

"Old doctor, I want one too, I will pay 500,000." Zhao Lingxi, the young and almost perfect woman sitting next to Wu Yuran, also stood up. Her tall figure, perfect curves, and ethereal temperament instantly attracted countless gazes. She looked at the old man with anticipation in her eyes.

"Miss, for the sake of listening to my old man's nagging, I will sell this talisman to you. I only have two talismans in my hand, one for you, and one left by myself." The old man looked at Zhao Lingxi with a smile, took out a yellowed talisman with a look of reluctance.

"Thank you, the old doctor." Zhao Lingxi took the talisman, took out a card at the same time, and smiled and said, "I'm the old man, what's your card number? I'll transfer it to you. If there is no card number, this card will be given to you, and the card is exactly 500,000."

"Just give me the card and password." The old man said as he was about to take the card, but his wrist was strangled. He wanted to move but couldn't.

"Stop lying." A faint, lazy voice suddenly sounded, and the sound came from diagonally opposite. The speaker was Wu Yuran leaning against the window. He turned his head, stretched his waist, and a hint of chill flashed in his clean eyes.

But when he made a sound, there was a burst of laughter around him.
Chapter completed!