On the twelfth lunar month day, under the eaves of the courtyard, a few aunts chatted with their necks curled up. "That old man Song in the backyard hasn't been seen for two days. Even if he died, no one in the house would know." The second aunt curled her lips. When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard this, she immediately became excited: "You are a thief if you are too old to die. Why do you want me, the younger generation, to protect him from disasters even at such an old age? My Dongxu has been getting sick a lot recently, and it's because of this old man from the East that he can't be protected." They didn't know that the centenarian had already signed up to become a miracle doctor.
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The chapters are messed up and I can't understand them.