Zhenshu is a flip book again, and it is a horizontal way on paper. After a long period of hard work, he finally smiled. He preached that the world was built in the sun, and the moon was born, and the five monarchs were born in the earth, and the world was reborn, and the parents were born in the future, and the parents were born in the future, and he was a good hexagram who achieved fame. It will be done in a moment.

Zhenshu chattered, although the four seasons didn't understand a word, but the last sentence was clearly heard. Shiki grinned widely, silly at one time. It seems that the xylophone has been knocked off the table, and he is calling for wind and rain to fiddle with Xinghua Village as he likes.

Mao Sheng decided to immediately take the xylophone and go to the outside of the mountain to see a doctor. [Marshmallow]

Jin Lian's "three or seven points" said that everything went to Maosheng's heart. Coupled with the fact that the sour apricot woman of the in-laws was trying her best to pinch on the side, Mao Sheng really believed it. He did not dare to begin the immediate treatment of the sick man. I am afraid that if one is not good, not only will it not cure her illness, but it will anger her body and aggravate her condition. After all, the xylophone is not another woman, and everything big and small can be at the mercy of her own man. Her temperament is by no means something that can be fooled if she wants to be fooled. Besides, the xylophone is the most disgusted with gods and ghosts. If she knew that her man took the lead in engaging in these, ghosts, snakes, and gods, she would be half angry and half dead. For the treatment of real diseases, go to a regular big hospital to see the disease, and the xylophone will definitely not stop it.

After thinking about it for a long time, and after checking the pulse of the xylophone, Mao Sheng followed the principle of first real and then virtual, first to see the real disease, and then slowly tinkered with the deficiency disease. In his heart, the real illness is not terrible. If you don't cure the deficiency completely, I'm afraid you will never be able to get rid of the root of the disease, and the xylophone will never get better.

Having made up his mind, Mao Sheng did not dare to hesitate in the slightest. Feng'er, Yangxing and others heard that Xylophone was going out of the mountain to see a doctor, so they rushed over together and wanted to go with them.

Maosheng refused to let him go, and resolutely stopped him. He said, "It's not a big deal." The families are also very busy. When you don't go when you really need manpower, I'll come to your door and beg you to go.

He and Jing'er used a platoon to pull the xylophone to the town. After meeting Ye'er, they took a ride to the county seat together.

Muqin thought that Maosheng was going to take her to the county hospital to see Yao Jinfang. Seeing Mao Sheng get out of the car, he went straight to the ticket gate. In a flash, I bought back the ticket to the city. Muqin asked him, why do you still have to go to the city, can't the county hospital?

Mao Sheng replied, how can Jin Fang's craftsmanship be comparable to Dr. Yao. As the saying goes, ginger is still old and spicy. It's better to find his grandfather to see a doctor, let's be more down-to-earth.

Xylophone Dao, you are underestimating Jin Fang too much. Nowadays, his medical skills are not much worse than Dr. Yao's. After that, because of the bumps along the way, she was already weak and tired, so she fell asleep groggyly.

When I arrived at the TCM outpatient clinic of the city hospital, I did not see Dr. Yao. As soon as I inquired, Dr. Yao happened to be on a shift today and was resting at home. Muqin wanted to call the other doctors in the outpatient clinic to take a look, but was stopped by Mao Sheng, saying that he had to come to see Dr. Yao in person to rest assured. He begged the doctor in the outpatient clinic to hang up the phone at Dr. Yao's house. It made the doctor unhappy, his face was not a face, and his nose was not a nose. Because the patient was from Dr. Yao's hometown, he reluctantly hung up the phone.

When Dr. Yao heard that it was a xylophone to see a doctor, he didn't dare to slack off, and rushed back to the hospital in a hurry.

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