The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 18 Please, you must cure this child!
Shen Le had long suspected why those children had crawled into the house, and finally he was able to verify it in person. Xiao Ling also answered very happily:

"It must be me! How could he get in if I didn't ask him to? It's not that easy to get into this house!"

I can't see it at all. From the top of the trash can behind the house, over the wall, and then climb down the escalator, a child can do it. Shen Le silently complained and asked casually:

"Can't I come in without an invitation?"

"Of course! Sister A-Lu won't let them in!"

"Who is Sister A-Lu?"

"Sister A-Lu, it's Sister A-Lu!"

Very good, very good, it seems that besides me, there is another important resident in my house. Should I thank him, no, should I thank her, for letting me in?

Otherwise, I still can’t enter this house and live in this house?
But who is Sister A-Lu?

Shen Le thought about it for a while and finally locked on the target: it should be the big camphor tree where the three children slept and covered them from being discovered. However, when he asked, the answer he got was:
“What is a camphor tree?”

Uh... Xiaoling is a puppet, a puppet who may have only recently gained intelligence and has been staying at home all the time. It is normal that she doesn’t know what tree is what.

After a lot of incomprehensible talk, Shen Le finally confirmed that the big camphor tree was not simple, very simple. It had been in this house for a long, long time, and had a good relationship with the previous owner. It knew almost everything that happened in this house.

Without its permission, or the permission of the owner of the house, no one, from a living person to a mouse, can enter the house.

"Yeah, that's good." Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, he wouldn't have to spend money to install surveillance cameras for the time being - at most one at the front and back doors to see if there were any deliveries or takeouts arriving.

As for why the tree was willing to let him in...

"You are the master here!"

"How did she know I was the master's?"

"I have no idea!"

"How should I talk to Sister A-Lu?"

"I do not know!"

"Can you help me talk to her?"

"Sister A-Lu often sleeps and doesn't pay much attention to people..."

Uh, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. Shen Le lowered his head and pressed his chest:
Let's see what can be done with the copper sheet. After all, I have fixed a little puppet and brought it back to life. So, this copper sheet should have some new functions, right?
Shen Le was about to ask, "Why is that child lying on the tree and no one can see him?", when he heard Xiao Ling hurriedly say:

"How is the child?"

"I heard he would be paralyzed. ... Well, I was there when he jumped off the building. I heard the kid yelling, I'm not lying, I'll prove it to you... Then, he jumped..."

The puppet lowered his head listlessly, hugged his knees and huddled into a ball. After a while, he sighed:
"He must have told his family that it was me who asked him to play that day, and he didn't run away randomly. But his family didn't believe it... Alas, ordinary people can't see me. Even if they can see me, they can only see a puppet..."

"Then you..." Don't play with him anymore?

Shen Le subconsciously wanted to say this, but felt it was a bit cruel and couldn't bear to say it. Xiao Ling complained angrily:
"Children nowadays are either anxious, depressed or rebellious. That child was forced to learn the erhu, but he couldn't learn it well, so he was beaten. He cried every day at home, and I tried to comfort him every day. It was hard to comfort him, but when I didn't watch him for a day or two, his family got so angry that he jumped off the building?!"

Ah this...

This... Shen Le was speechless for a moment. The puppet suddenly jumped up, and the silk thread swung and wrapped around his wrist:
"Would you take me to see him?"

"..."

"Let's go and have a look! Let's go and have a look! Just take a look! I've played with him for so many years, and now he's injured again. Can you take me to see him?"

"You can take a look, but you can't talk to him." Shen Le negotiated with him:

"You can't talk, you can't jump without me controlling you, and you can't move around randomly. In short, act like an ordinary puppet!"

"I know! I can pretend, don't worry!"

After negotiating the terms, Shen Le put the puppet into his backpack, grabbed an N95 mask, and walked out. While walking, he sent a WeChat message to police officer Shi Guangbing to get the child's hospital address, and then found out the address along the way.

Enter the outpatient hall, transfer to the inpatient department, and take the elevator. Shen Le held his backpack tightly, holding a small box of milk in one hand, and took off the copper piece from his neck with the other hand, wrapped the red string around his wrist a few times, pretending it was a bracelet:
"If possible, please cure him... If curing him is too shocking, can we secretly cure his spinal nerves so that he will not be paralyzed? Please, please! All the energy obtained from repairing the puppet this time will be given to you!"

The copper sheet was quiet, not hot, nor vibrating, just like an ordinary copper sheet. Shen Le followed the room number and pushed open the door. There were three beds lined up side by side, one was empty, one had an old man lying on it, and on the one near the window, a ten-year-old child was sleeping soundly, with his legs wrapped in gauze and hanging high.

Next to the child, a middle-aged woman sat with her head down, wiping away tears. She wiped away tears a few times, leaned forward to look at the child, wiped the child's lips with water using a cotton swab, and stood up to see how much water was still hanging. Shen Le tiptoed in quietly and asked in a low voice:

"Excuse me, are you the parent of little Zhang Zihan?"

"Ah, I am, I am!" The middle-aged woman suddenly jumped up. Seeing Shen Le, she was at a loss for a moment, then leaned over to look behind Shen Le:

"May I ask you are……"

"I was downstairs a few days ago and saw your child fall from the building. I felt uneasy, so I came here today to check on him." Shen Le rushed forward, put the milk beside the bed, and turned to the head of the bed:

"How is the child?"

"Ah..." The middle-aged woman was slightly startled, and raised her eyes to the ceiling, clearly thinking. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized:
"It's you! You were the one who shouted that day not to move the child and not to turn him over!" She took two quick steps, held Shen Le's right hand with both hands, and bowed deeply:

"Thank you so much! I should have come to thank you a long time ago, but these past few days have been a mess..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Le patted her hand to comfort her, then took a step forward, leaned over and held the child's hand. With a tremor of his left hand, the copper piece was already in his palm, and secretly placed on the boy's hand that was not on the drip:
"It must work, it must work!" He kept praying to the copper piece in his heart:

"Let's not ask for a cure, but just cure him. That would be too shocking. Just reconnect the spinal nerves and save the child from paralysis. Please!"

His palm trembled slightly, and heat surged. At this moment, he felt his feet soften, as if something was pulled out by the copper sheet. In a moment, he saw the child open his eyes and burst into tears:
"Mom, Mom! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Hanhan, don't cry!" When the middle-aged woman saw her son open his eyes, she no longer cared about Shen Le and rushed over directly:

"Where does it hurt? Tell mom, where does it hurt?"

"Mom, my legs hurt! My legs hurt so much!"

In an instant, the middle-aged woman swayed twice, closed her eyes for a long time before opening them, tears already streaming down her face. She held her son's face, stroked it a few times, turned around and rushed out:

"Doctor! Doctor! My son says his legs hurt! His legs hurt! He can feel his legs!!!"

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