This dragon roar attracted the attention of many people. Anyone who is a monk or someone with internal energy in his body will hear the dragon roar from the heart.

Ding Ning had no idea that his breakthrough would attract so many people's attention. After he let out a breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said disappointedly, "It's so hard! He has been trapped for five years but has not made any breakthrough."

Ding Ning got up very early and stayed in the living room downstairs for a long time. When Aunt Li saw that Ding Ning had not gone to school, she immediately prepared breakfast.

"Xiao Ning, why didn't you go to class today?"

"I've asked for leave, and some things have to be handled."

Ding Ning immediately finished breakfast and took a taxi to the address left by Yin Liuyue.

It took Ding Ning a full three hours to arrive in that old city.

"Jirentang..."

Ding Ning looked at the broken and dilapidated old house in front of him and thought to himself if this would be a bit too remote?

But thinking about it, many of the people my father met back then had an accident and retired to the world, so it was already very good to find them.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Ding Ning knocked on the door that looked a bit heavy, and the door gradually opened. Ding Ning saw a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup on her face and a pair of crisp and bright eyes that made people fall into it.

The girl is tall and wears a casual and simple sweatshirt and an elegant skirt. Her whole body reveals a simple and elegant temperament, as untainted as a clear spring in the mountains.

Pan Ying asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Her voice was crisp and moving, and Ding Ning couldn't help but stir up a wave of turmoil in her heart.

Ding Ning replied, "I'm here to find Mr. Pan Guoqiang."

Pan Ying's pupils suddenly dilated and she said, "Wait!"

After saying that, Pan Ying turned around and swung her ponytail together. A fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine penetrated into Ding Ning's nasal cavity. This is the most beloved girl Ding Ning has ever seen. Compared with those of Jiang Nanyun, each has its own merits.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a haggard face came down from the attic. Pan Ying was supporting him, and his limping appearance made Ding Ning feel a little distressed.

After seeing Ding Ning, Pan Guoqiang's first reaction was that the child looked too much like his father. He asked excitedly, "You... are you Ding Jianguo's son? Are you... Are you Ding Ning?"

Pan Guoqiang looked at Ding Ning up and down, feeling uncontrollable excitement.

"I am." Ding Ning replied.

But he had no memory of this person at all, but when he thought about it, his father probably had dealt with him before he could remember it.

"Child! It's really you!" Although Pan Guoqiang's legs and feet were inconvenient, he still took a small step forward and grabbed Ding Ning's arm.

Pan Ying reminded worriedly, "Dad, be careful!"

"Child! You... are you still alive?" A tear slid across Pan Guoqiang's face.

"Uncle, I...I want to know what happened back then."

"Okay, okay, kid, come in and sit down!"

Ding Ning followed Pan Guoqiang into Jiren Hall, looked around, but found many broken clay pots on the ground.

Obviously, someone came over to cause trouble.

After sitting down, Ding Ning asked, "Uncle, your legs?"

"Nothing, it's just that I'm old and my legs are not smooth."

After saying that, Pan Guoqiang smiled bitterly. Ding Ning knew that he was lying. It seemed that Pan Guoqiang's feet should have been picked off with their tendons, otherwise how could this happen.

Ding Ning couldn't help but wonder who it was, so vicious.

"Uncle, I am actually a medical student, so you might as well tell me."

Pan Guoqiang waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forgot, you are a guest, so you don't have to bother you so much."

This is Pan Ying brewing tea and bringing it to Ding Ning.

"Brother Ding, please use tea."

Ding Ning went to pick up tea politely, but when he touched Pan Ying's hand, he realized something was wrong.

Pan Ying's hands were as cold as ice and snow. Most people's hands and feet were cold because of insufficient qi and blood. However, Ding Ning felt that Pan Ying's hands were so cold that they did not seem to be caused by insufficient qi and blood. Moreover, this place was a clinic, so no matter what, they would boil medicine and adjust it by themselves.

"Ding...Brother Ding?"

"Um?"

When Ding Ning reacted, he realized that he had been holding Pan Ying's hand for a long time, and a blush appeared on Pan Ying's face.

"Can you... let go of my hand?"

“Oh oh oh!”

Ding Ning withdrew his hand awkwardly, took a sip of tea and calmed down.

"Ahem!" Pan Guoqiang coughed lightly and said, "Ding Ning, I'm sorry for what happened back then, but I'm very happy that you are still alive."

Ding Ning said, "No, you don't have to be sorry. You are my father's friend. I learned that you had been to my house on the night of the accident. Please don't hide it deliberately."

"Xiao Ning, are you... doubting me?" Pan Guoqiang said a little unhappy, "Is it me who suspects that the person who is not good for your family?"

"I haven't thought about it like this." Ding Ning's voice was very calm, but he was eager to know about it.

"Since you don't have this idea, don't mention this matter again." Pan Guoqiang said.

Ding Ning laughed at himself and said, "Uncle, my family was destroyed back then. I survived for revenge. If you remember anything, please tell me, and I will stay soon!"

After saying that, Ding Ning stood up and left.

Seeing Ding Ning leave like this, Pan Guoqiang felt very uncomfortable, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

The things back then were really complicated. Not to mention that he didn't know it anymore, even if he was clear, he might not dare to say it out. He really didn't want Ding Ning to get involved again.

After Ding Ning walked out of Jirentang, he did not leave, but sat down on the side of the road opposite. How could he return without success? The facts of that year were really important to Ding Ning.

At this time, a snack stall owner on the roadside came over and asked, "Young man, have you come to Jirentang for medical treatment?"

Hearing this, Ding Ning felt puzzled.

"Yes, what happened to this clinic?"

"Oh, young man, you don't know about such a big thing? The doctor in this clinic once used the wrong medicine to make a person fool. This incident has been circulating in our area, and we don't dare to go to his house for treatment anymore!"

"This has happened in this clinic?" Ding Ning gave a slightly brow.

"Yes! You have to be careful. To treat the disease, you have to find a large hospital. Such a small clinic is not reliable!"

"Okay, I know, thank you uncle!"

Ding Ning sat on the side of the road, thinking all the time, but he just couldn't figure out the reason.

Pan Guoqiang must know something, but why didn't he tell him that the girl's hands were as cold as snow. What was the reason? Who broke Pan Guoqiang's hamstring? Is it true that the uncle said that he used the wrong medicine to treat people stupid or is it true that someone falsely accused him?
Chapter completed!