Shi Xuan shook exaggeratedly, "He has never beaten me so hard." ”

"There's no harm in trying. ”

"Let it be given to you. ”

The divine doctor smiled and said, "Alas, this time he made a mistake, if there was no wine in the bowl just now, he might have smashed it." ”

Little Shell frowned, "Why do you have to let him smash things?"

"Vent," the doctor took a sip slowly, rolled the wine on his tongue, approached the flat bowl and smelled the wine, the wine in his mouth and the fragrance in his nose melted into one, swallowed slowly, and spit it out gently, the aftertaste was refreshing and soft, "Well, it's really good wine." He looked at the wine bowl again, and said to himself: "Bowl, bowl, today is my face in place of your life, you will serve me with all your heart in the future." ”

Glancing at the puzzled little shell, the divine doctor said again: "Have you ever heard of Wen Zhi, a famous doctor of the Song Dynasty during the Warring States Period, who treated Qi Min Gong for his illness? Qi Min Gong also suffered from depression, Wen Zhi provoked him several times, and the King of Qi was angry and scolded, and he was depressed and diarrhea, and the illness was cured. This is the principle of 'anger over thinking' in traditional Chinese medicine. ”

Everyone was stunned, their eyes were blazing, and their hearts were both admiring and grateful to the divine doctor.

The divine doctor said: "I have been angry with him, and I keep encouraging him to smash things, just hoping that he can vent out, alas, it is a pity that this person usually has self-discipline, and he also learns how to be a saint, but the saint is really not angry, he is so angry that he has to hold it in his heart, and he is naturally going to get sick." ”

Shi Xuan chuckled: "Then you have to say that you don't know how to heal, knowing that he is stingy and wants to take such an expensive wine bowl, of course he refuses." ”

The divine doctor smiled and sighed, "Yes." But I thought that the more expensive things were, the more enjoyable they were, but I didn't know that he cherished porcelain to such an extent. But I'm also getting something that's pretty cheap at home. The crowd looked coldly.

The divine doctor said: "It's good that he always vents out after the most stubbornness, but why can't he cherish me." ”

Xiao Shell said: "So that's the case, and it's a loss to you." But you've been angry with him since fifteen years ago, whether it's for healing or for enjoyment?"

In a word. The divine doctor was stunned for a moment when asked, and then slowly smirked: "Half and half." ”

Shi Xuan looked at him, coughed lightly, and said tentatively: "Xiaobai's illness...... You can't be mad, right?"

“...... It's not!" The divine doctor blinked his eyes in confusion, "he ...... Since he was a child, he has been different from other children, extremely smart and responsible, and this disease may be caused by his precociousness. ”

Precocious?!You mean that naïve guy?

“...... Is it?" Xiao Shell Shi Xuan looked at him suspiciously.

“...... Right. The divine doctor smiled embarrassedly, and when he saw Zi Jing, he hurriedly interrupted: "By the way, Sister Zi Jing, is Brother Rong Cheng okay?"

Aster nodded, "Okay." ”

The divine doctor smiled proudly and said, "What about your son?"

Zi Jing was about to nod, but shook her head again, "It's better to be a grandfather and a brother." ”

There was a black line on the head of the divine doctor, "...... He's bullying you. ”

Zi Jing said: "But it seems that he was also bullied by Brother Rongcheng." ”

"No, I'm teasing him...... So, aren't you angry with him?"

"Hmm......" Aster thought seriously and shook her head.

The crowd rejoiced. The divine doctor was unwilling to say: "That, that, then why are you not angry and crying?"

"It's fun," Zi Jing said first, and then hugged Bi Lian's neck, "I still want my sister-in-law to hug me and coax me." ”

Bi Lian said, "Call me by name." ”

Everyone was stunned. Suddenly, I was a little dazed and understood Canghai's thoughts.

"Alas. "Little Shell Road.

Canghai sat gloomily under the lamp. He said he was sleeping, but he didn't feel sleepy. Probably because I fainted once in the afternoon. The eyebrows are slightly frowned, and the thoughts in my heart are turning, and some things are still unreasonable.

Clench your hands slightly into fists and gently press them against the corners of your forehead. The large sleeves slipped to the elbows of the table and folded in irregular stacks. Sighing lightly, he suddenly found two very small, very fine and very small red spots on the inside of his right wrist, which were neither painful nor itchy, and it would be impossible to detect them if he hadn't looked so closely.

Canghai's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes rolled. Pressing your left heel on the bench you are sitting on, you lift your trousers and there is a tiny red dot three inches above the ankle on the inside of your calf. Canghai watched it distracted and slowly pursed his mouth.

At this time, Xiao Shell came to knock on the door, and said that he saw that the light was still on in his room, and he thought that he had not slept, so he asked him to come out for supper. Canghai thought to himself, it is better to sleep. ,

Putting down the hem of his trousers, he slowly opened the door and walked out with the small shell.

In the corridor, Xiao Shell asked, "Brother Rong Cheng bullied you, are you angry?"

Canghai actually said: "Don't be angry. ”

Shell stared sideways at him. He added, "Well, there's no way around it. You say that he has gone to great lengths to calculate me, and if I don't react at all, won't he be very faceless? I pretend to be angry and tease him. ”

The little shell coveted him, and the two-word judgment in his heart: nonsense.

Supper has been set up in the flower hall in the backyard, and the wine has been freshly scalded, and everyone is eagerly sitting in their seats waiting for the sea. Canghai's expression really didn't disappoint them.

Everyone's supper is Jiangmi osmanthus porridge, honey-stuffed preserved fruits, and bird's nest white sugar cake. In front of Canghai was a bowl of leftover rice piled with fat pieces of meat and bitter gourd slices.

Canghai slapped the table and shouted, "Why?!"

The miracle doctor drank a little wine and ate a snack, and said leisurely: "You said that you will save it for supper." ”

Canghai said angrily: "I mean, why has this meal become too much?! There is still half a bowl at dinner!"

The divine doctor said, "This is interest. ”

Canghai pursed his face and refused to speak. The doctor picked up his spoon, "You're not eating, are you?" and prepared to scoop up a spoonful.

"Who said they wouldn't eat it!" Canghai snatched the spoon and began to pick up the rice in his mouth.

The divine doctor pretended to blow the sweet porridge that was no longer hot, took a sip of it with satisfaction, and instructed: "Don't let the tears fall into the bowl." ”

"I didn't!" shouted Canghai.

The whole table was quite interesting to eat a sweet supper, and watched the guy stuff his mouth as if he was being tortured, and he couldn't swallow it.

The divine doctor said: "What do you have to be wronged about? Such a small bowl, Li Ge and they all have to eat a bowl, you are a man with such a small amount of food, you look at the weight loss, it is ugly to die, no wonder no woman likes it,"

Canghai glared at him with puffed cheeks, and his eyes finally turned red.

"Oh. "If the miracle doctor has something, it turns out that this guy is afraid that women won't like him. Hmph, it's fun. "Ahh ”

Everyone pursed their lips and looked at the sky. The little shell sighed. Aster was at a loss.

The divine doctor touched the hair of the rabbit that had been ripped at him with his eyes, and said seriously: "But white, Brother Rongcheng will protect you." With that, he slapped the table and laughed.

Canghai really wanted to deduct this bowl of leftovers from that guy's head, but thinking about doubling the interest, he still counted it. While enduring the annoying supper, he endured the guy next to him, and endured the desire to vomit to destroy the bowl of opponents.

Standing up, his inner strength was on his right leg, facing the stool of the divine doctor, a handsome sweeping leg.

The stool shattered.

The doctor fell on his back, the back of his head hitting the hard ground with a loud "thump".

The divine doctor came over, covered his head with one hand and pointed to the back of the dashing departure, and shouted bitterly: "Don't kick my stool in the future!"