Chapter 206

Time goes by, time is in a hurry, in the twinkling of an eye, ten years of time is like running water!

With the passage of ten years, Chen Xiaoming looks not young, but middle-aged. At this time, there is gradually more and more wrinkles on his original Junxiu face.

Like Lao Wang next door, his face is deliberately done with magic. After all, his way of transforming the world is not over.

Over the past ten years, Chen Xiaoming has changed a lot. His original outstanding figure has gradually dissipated in the busy ten years. The faint Fairy Spirit unconsciously revealed has also been erased in time.

Chen Xiaoming seems to really become a mortal. Although his body is still tall and straight, it seems that he is no different from the middle-aged mortal who has been busy all his life.

"Squeak."

As usual, he opened the door. The cool wind in late autumn brought up the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, and a chill rushed to his heart. Chen Xiaoming couldn't help tightening his thick coat on the tight fitting, and the leather hat on his head pressed downward.

Shrunk his neck, wrapped his hands, and walked slowly towards the restaurant not far away.

"Squeak."

A light noise came from behind him. Chen Xiaoming stopped his pace and turned to look at the past. He had a slightly old figure on his face, bent his waist, put up the collar of his coat outside, wrapped himself firmly to resist the invasion of the cold wind.

The figure is Lao Wang next door to Huafan. Chen Xiaoming's pace is stagnant and waiting for each other. In the past ten years, Chen Xiaoming has talked with Wang Lin several times, but he is only talking in general and has few deep friends.

Wang Lin's character is cold and dedicated to the Enlightenment of all, while Chen Xiaoming also wants to use the help of all to understand cause and effect.

There was little talk between them except for the daily meeting.

"Squeak, squeak."

Stepping on the fallen dead leaves, Wang Lin made a soft sound. Wang Lin was obviously stunned at Chen Xiaoming's figure, but then he didn't care and walked slowly towards Chen Xiaoming.

At this time, a rather strong young man came out of the iron shop opposite. He was carrying a bucket of waste charcoal. When he got out of the shop, he saw Wang Lin and Chen Xiaoming, so he grinned and said, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Wang, you two go to the theatre together?"

Wang Lin stopped, turned around and said with a smile, "Daniel, bring me two pots of wine."

The young man answered, poured the charcoal aside and hurried into the shop. Before long, he ran over with two wine pots. His eyes showed concern and said, "Uncle Wang, you are old. Drink less wine and warm yourself."

Then he looked at Chen Xiaoming behind Wang Lin with a little fear, and saw that he seemed to hear it and was coming step by step.

"Daniel, I saw how honest you were when you were a child. How can you grow up like your father? This wine is a good thing. How can it hurt your body. Don't forget, I am..."

"Yes, Uncle Chen, you're a doctor. You're right."

The young man bowed his head and replied repeatedly. Ten years later, he was no longer the young man who didn't understand anything.

However, Daniel still respects Chen xiaoming from his heart.

In ten years, Uncle Chen was really famous in the imperial capital with his first-hand medical skills. In addition, he was willing to treat the poor people free of charge. Who wouldn't admire his neighbors for his virtue.

However, the latter is not perfect. He is usually lazy. Sometimes he sits in the restaurant for an afternoon and likes to drink a little wine. If anyone says he doesn't drink well, he will talk a lot of crooked theories with his doctor's identity.

"Hum, you have an eye."

Taking another pot of fruit wine from the latter, Chen Xiaoming drank coldly, stared at Daniel with his raised eyebrows, stuffed the wine pot into his coat, wrapped his clothes, and turned and left slowly.

Wang Lin smiled, took the wine pot, patted Daniel on the shoulder, and turned and left slowly.

Daniel looked at the back of Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin and felt bitter in his heart. In the past ten years, Uncle Wang and Uncle Chen in his eyes have been much older. He still remembers their heroic faces and star like eyes ten years ago.

Ten years passed. Daniel suddenly sighed with emotion today. He turned slowly and became busy.

In late autumn, the wind was cold. Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin walked side by side. They walked slowly all the way. No one had any communication and seemed a little silent.

A little later, they came to a restaurant at the corner of the street. As soon as they entered, the waiter in the restaurant, a very clever young man with a towel on his shoulder, immediately smiled and said, "Ho, shopkeeper Wang and Doctor Chen, what's the wind today? Let's get together. Come on, come in."

"Dr. Chen, still the same?"

Over the past ten years, the business of the hospital has gradually stabilized. Chen Xiaoming has spent more and more time in the restaurant. Especially in the last three years, Chen Xiaoming will come almost every day, and the staff in the store have long been familiar with him.

"Well, just have a table with shopkeeper Wang today."

He said softly. Wang Lin's eyes flashed by and he was silent. He answered.

"OK, shopkeeper Wang and Doctor Chen, this way, please."

With that, he took a few quick steps and came to the east window. He swept the towel on it and bent back.

Chen Xiaoming sat on the bench and took out the fruit wine from his arms. Wang Lin on the other side also sat down.

After a while, the waiter brought some dishes and a small charcoal pot with boiling water. Chen Xiaoming put the wine pot in his hand in the pot and began to warm the wine.

The fruit wine was heated in boiling water. Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin were idle for a while.

Chen Xiaoming's eyes also looked at Wang Lin. he didn't use immortal Qi or the power of blood. He just looked at it quietly. Chen Xiaoming hasn't used immortal Qi for a long time.

"The wine is ready. Come on."

The fruit wine in the small pot was taken out, poured a cup and handed to Wang Lin. Chen Xiaoming poured another cup for himself, took a sip gently, closed his eyes slightly, and looked comfortably at the restaurant.

A few rappers came out of the back room, and the lead singer's beautiful eyes looked forward and her water sleeves danced,

The voice was quite beautiful. The drinkers in the inn cheered and praised again and again.

Wang Lin picked up the wine handed by Chen Xiaoming and took a sip. Mimi in his eyes listened. There was no abnormality because Chen Xiaoming was there. It seemed that he was really a mortal.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming, who listened to the music comfortably, also closed his eyes slightly and indulged in the opera. From time to time, he picked up the fruit wine on the table and took a sip.

Just as Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin were listening to the music, a loud noise suddenly sounded. Then he saw an old man in a gray cotton padded robe with messy hair, blue and purple on his face, and several big footprints on his chest and skirt.

As soon as I entered the door, I scanned my eyes and sounded with a somewhat obscene voice: "Oh, the little lady sings well. She hooked me from the north of the city, okay!"

Chen Xiaoming raised his eyebrows. Yu Guang couldn't help glancing at Wang Lin next to him. At the moment when he saw the old man just now, Chen Xiaoming caught the essence of the sudden death from the latter's eyes.

"Brother Wang, do you know him?"

Glancing at the old man, Chen Xiaoming confirmed the latter's identity and asked Wang Lin clearly.

"Well, once."

Wang Lin calmed down. The old man cheated him for a meal many years ago, but Wang Lin couldn't understand the strength of the latter. He was taking the road of transforming the world, so he didn't care.

I never thought I could see you again after many years.

"Oh? Meeting is fate."

Chen Xiaoming pretended to be surprised. Then he shouted to the restaurant owner not far away and whispered a few words in his ear. The latter frowned, but took a look at Chen Xiaoming and responded.

"Forget it, let him in and take him to Dr. Chen."

His brow was frowned, and there was some disgust in his words. If Chen Xiaoming hadn't opened this mouth, he would never have let a beggar in.

"Hum, your boss still has an eye."

As soon as the restaurant owner spoke, the old beggar gave a arrogant cold drink. The angry restaurant clerk was angry, but he had nothing to do.

"Let's go."

He said angrily. Even though he was unwilling, he couldn't show it. If you asked who was most likely to help the beggar in such a big restaurant, it could only be the kind-hearted Doctor Chen.

After a while, the waiter took the old beggar to the place of Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin, then said respectfully to Chen Xiaoming and Wang Lin, and then withdrew.

"Sit down."

Chen Xiaoming smiled and pointed to the stool added on one side, but he didn't stay too much on the old beggar.

"Hey, hey, you boy, huh?"

The old beggar stared at Chen Xiaoming with a smile. Yu Guang glanced at Wang Lin on one side. He had swept by, but he was stunned. He turned back and looked carefully. Then he looked strange and said in surprise.

"It's you!"