Wu Xiuwan looked at an lanxintong with wide eyes, with water in her eyes.

She couldn't believe it. She thought there was a hallucination. "Really Can it really be cured? "

No one knows how important eyesight is for people who live by embroidery.

It's like they're reborn.

Because of her blurred vision, her mother can't see clearly, so she can't embroider clothes well. Then the conditions of her family are not very good.

If her eyesight is really good, she and her mother can also embroider clothes.

Wu Xiuwan's heart lifted, her eyes almost blinked at an LAN Xintong, hoping to hear the exact words again.

"Of course, I'll make the medicine myself. In a few days, your eyes will get better and your eyesight will recover."

An LAN Xintong had some confidence in his medical skills.

When an lanxintong said this, he was also very confident.

In Wu Xiuwan's opinion, an lanxintong has a dazzling light.

When Wu Xiuwan heard an lanxintong's affirmative words, she couldn't help crying.

Tears trickled out.

It was an LAN Xintong who gave her a glimmer of hope in despair.

"Thank you, miss Anlan."

An lanxintong listened to Wu Xiuwan's solemn thanks. In fact, it was not very interesting. She asked: "I think your mother's eyes are not very good. I think it's similar to your question. In this case, you and your mother should be OK."

Wu Xiuwan nodded, "well, my mother has been embroidering clothes in her early years and hurt her eyes. Then it's like that. My mother's embroiderer is better than mine."

When she said this, Wu Xiuwan looked proud.

She knew that her mother's embroidery had always been better than hers.

An Lan Xin Tong nodded and said, "don't worry, I will cure you and your mother's eyes. Your eyesight will become very clear."

Before Wu Xiuwan could say anything more, an lanxintong said, "when I cure you and your mother, it's not too late to thank you. Besides, what's the matter with your father's leg?"

"When I was a craftsman in my early years, I hurt my leg. Because I didn't get medical treatment in time, now I have some problems with my leg, but my father's craftsmanship is OK."

An LAN Xintong nodded. She thought that the shelves and chairs in the shop might be made by Wu Xiuwan's father.

Maybe let Wu Xiuwan's father set up a craftsman group in the village, and then open a shop and make things.

All of a sudden, a ray of light flashed in an LAN Xintong's mind. By the way, she can open a furniture store.

Open a furniture store and put samples in the store. If someone wants to buy them, they can customize them in advance.

In this way, many people in the village can find jobs.

Every idea in an LAN's mind can earn money.

She is not the kind of person who wants to make money. She hopes to help the people around her get rich.

So she has a sense of accomplishment.

An LAN Xintong talked with Wu Xiuwan for a long time.

Wu Xiuwan and her family are very grateful to an lanxintong and have sent her to the village.

This village is not far from Yaojing's prosperous area. In modern times, Wu Xiuwan's village, which is on the edge of the city, is similar to the town.

When an LAN Xintong and Xiaocui go back, they see yueman bamboo at the door.

See month man bamboo of time, an Lan Xin Tong all Leng Leng Leng.

How did he get out?

Yueman bamboo looked at an LAN Xintong with a dim vision and said, "just come back!"