Wei Zhao was a little amazed at Luo Lan's intelligence. She guessed his identity just from the two points that his father had been to the Han family and the person in the painting looked similar to him.

But now he was not panicked and slowly calmed down.

At present, Luo Lan is not harmful to him, and from these letters, it can be seen that Luo Lan's father should be in the same group as Mr. Han, and they both protect Han Muliu from both light and dark.

In this way, what Luo Lan told them last time that the reason why his father came to Fengzhai should be fake.

In fact, he appeared in Luoxiang Mansion, most of the time it was for Han Muliu.

Things became more and more complicated, like a mess, leaving him with no clue.

Since Luo Lan is not an enemy, but may be a friendly army, maybe she can find more clues from her.

After thinking through this, he nodded and admitted: "You guessed it is right. I used to be Han Muliu. But now, Han Muliu is dead, and Wei Zhao is alive."

His words could be said to be a pun, but Luo Lan only understood one meaning, and understood that he was saying that Han Muliu's identity, now in everyone's eyes, was already dead, and only Wei Zhao was alive.

Inexplicably, she felt a little better. Wei Zhao did not deliberately deceive her. Moreover, now that he has survived death, there may be other secrets hidden inside, and it is understandable that he dare not tell people his true identity.

"Then what is your relationship with my dad?"

These well-preserved letters, and her father's behavior of secretly going down the mountain to the outside of the Han family, all show that her father is secretly paying attention to Wei Zhao. This careful attention is really puzzling.

If it weren't for the last letter and the ambiguousness in it, it would be obvious that Wei Zhao's life experience was other problems. She would have doubted whether Wei Zhao was her father's illegitimate son.

She thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. Then she hurriedly brought Thirteen to Wei Zhao, hoping to get the answer from him.

Wei Zhao said, "I don't know. Before today, I didn't even know your father and my father knew each other."

He paused and said, "To be more precise, I don't remember anything before the fire now."

"What does this mean?" Luo Lan frowned again, which had just let go.

Wei Zhao raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, saying, "The day after the fire, when I woke up, I found myself in Anping Village. I didn't remember anything before, and I didn't even remember who I was.

Later, I heard about the massacre of the family extermination in Yuping Village. Something seemed to be guiding me to find out my identity.

The day I met you in the government office, I first met Su Yuancheng. He was my titty brother and I met me since childhood. Only then did I confirm my identity and learn some of the past through him.

But he didn't know much, it was all irrelevant, so I haven't found out who the murderer is yet, and what kind of hatred does it have with our Han family?"

"You mean you have lost your memory?" Luo Lan scratched her head, feeling that what Wei Zhao said was like a storybook, and it was extremely bizarre.

Wei Zhao nodded, amnesia, it was so fucking bad.

Luo Lan held her cheeks with her hands, bit her lips and murmured, "In other words, only my father and your parents know the whole story, but they are no longer there, and your house has been burned out by a fire, and no clues are left behind. Then you still lost your memory and don't remember what happened before. But now there is an enemy who is not clear about, which puts you in danger?"

Well...

Wei Zhao was speechless, it was indeed the case.

"Then what are you going to do?" Luo Lan felt that her mind was also messy.

Wei Zhao said: "I don't know, your father didn't leave anything? Have you ever said anything about our Han family before?"

Luo Lan thought for a while and shook her head: "No, my father got sick before the New Year and died soon, and I have never heard him say anything about the Han family."

Speaking of this, she looked at Thirteen and said, "Thirteen, you follow my dad all day long. Have you ever heard him say anything?"

Thirteen shook his head and said, "No, the boss used to go to Han's house secretly. I was worried about him and insisted on following him. Later, he took me there twice, but every time it was night, and he just stood outside the yard for a while and never went in."

"Then did he leave nothing before his death?" Wei Zhao asked.

"No, my father's illness was very aggressive from the beginning, especially suddenly. He went there in a few days and didn't have time to say anything." Luo Lan said.

Wei Zhao felt that when he had time, he still had to go to Luofengzhai. Perhaps other clues had been missed.

Luo Lan, who originally wanted to come to seek the truth, is now even more confused. What is Wei Zhao's identity and what does it have to do with her father?

After being silent for a long time, Luo Lan suddenly said, "I heard that you saved a hunter while in the city? He also cut his intestines and finally sewed his stomach? Can a person survive without intestines?"

As soon as she asked this question, the confusion in her eyes became more eager. She looked at Wei Zhao with big watery eyes, full of admiration. She hadn't seen her for more than ten days. Now she let go of her doubts. When she looked at Wei Zhao like this, she felt her heart beating and full of joy.

Wei Zhao said in surprise: "It was only a small part of the necrotic small intestine that was cut off, which would not affect the function of the remaining small intestine and would not be completely removed."

"In this way, I know that the rumors must be wrong. How can a person live without intestines? Then I heard that you have to be dialectical with other doctors and teach medical skills. Is this true?"

"It is not that simple to teach medical skills. My method of curing diseases is different from that of today's doctors. If I only use medicine, my medicine is simple and effective, and may be better than theirs.

However, for people like them who do not understand at all, the treatment method is not only undesirable, but even cruel, terrible and bloody.

There were many people who questioned me and even suppressed me. There was a doctor who came to me personally to disturb trouble. The hunter in the city was pushed to me after he was helpless after receiving the treatment. He thought I could not cure such serious injuries.

I can stand here intact now because I cured the prefect and the hunter. This is all fact. They have to take into account the prefect's face and want to figure out how I did it so that I can still be safe here now.

So, I must discuss it with them, at least to let them understand that no matter how bloody and terrible the treatment method of surgery is, it is all about saving people.

Of course, the premise is that I must have enough evidence to prove that my method is effective and can make up for the missing parts of their medical skills.

As for accepting disciples, I do have this idea. If I can meet someone who is really talented, I will teach him all the medical skills to benefit more patients."

Wei Zhao told Luo Lan his true thoughts without hiding them.
Chapter completed!