He asked the bank to unzip his pants, held the house in his crotch in his hand for a while, and gave him a pulse for a while. After tinkering for a long time, he said, your pulse is weak, your tongue is purple and dark, as if there is a stagnation of qi and blood. I asked the bank again, is there a ** in normal times, and the egg root is also ** in the morning. However, it is not hard enough, and the eggs occasionally sting. I was in a hurry, and I didn't dare to have a seizure, and I was depressed all day long.

The bank was taken aback. This Dr. Yao seemed to have gotten into his own body, and there was nothing wrong with the illness he said. He nodded vigorously, and his head was dizzy.

Dr. Yao said that this is a typical condition of impotence. During intercourse, the male root ** must have enough blood to nourish. Once the blood is not running smoothly, the veins are blocked, and the male root loses its filling, it will be soft and not lifted, or even half-lifted and premature ejaculation, which will not be possible.

Zhenfu didn't understand what he said, so he just asked stupidly, is this disease curable.

Doctor Yao replied slowly, it's okay, let's take a few herbs to eat first, and recuperate. On weekdays, you must be in a good mood, don't hold your heart in your stomach, and slowly get better.

After that, he casually prescribed a prescription:

Centipede 18g, angelica 60g, white peony 60g, hay 60g

He told the bank to go back, grind a few herbs into fine powder, divide them into 40 small packets, and take one pack with white wine or rice wine on an empty stomach each time, once in the morning and once in the evening.

After Zhenfu thanked Dr. Yao for his kindness, he led the bank to get the medicine and rushed home.

When the two of them returned to the village, it was already almost dark.

Families rush to eat dinner before dark, trying to finish all the chores of eating and washing before dark, so as to save the limited kerosene in the lamp. In this way, you can save a lot of money by being diligent and thrifty over time. For the villagers, any expenses are extravagant. Everything that can be saved without knowing how to save is a waste.

Xylophone is urging Jing'er to finish the leftovers in the bowl quickly, so that she can quickly clean up the table and wash the dishes and bowls.

The jujube ran in in a panic. He said incoherently, nephew and daughter-in-law, go and see your aunt. It's so good, it's sick and retching. It's been a whole day, and it doesn't squeak, and it's urgent.

Xylophone hurriedly dropped the work in his hand and came to the West Courtyard with the sour dates.

The sour jujube woman was retching under the wall again, and her eyes were filled with tears as she moved like a cow.

When the xylophone saw this, his heart trembled. She asked, "Auntie, when did you start retching, how many times did you vomit?"

The mother-in-law replied that she would retch after a few days. It's not great, so I didn't take it to heart. I've vomited two or three times today, and it seems to be worse than before.

Mu Qin said with a smile, you go to Uncle Sour Xing's house and ask your aunt if you are happy.

The sour jujube was stunned. The mother-in-law said, how can it be, I have never been on it. is also a few miles old, so people don't laugh off their big teeth when they hear it.

Xylophone urged, go quickly. I've had two children, so I'm afraid it's good.

There was a burst of ecstasy in the heart of the sour jujube. He didn't say a word, pulled his legs and left, turning his head to the xylophone as he walked, nephew and daughter-in-law, you accompany me first, and I'll go back when I go.

The sour jujube trotted all the way into the courtyard of the sour apricot. Seeing that Mao Lin was talking to Sour Xing, he was inconvenient to disturb, so he said hello, entered the pot house, and whispered to his sister-in-law about the xylophone's speculation.

As soon as the sour apricot woman heard it, she had a number in her heart. She immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks she was washing, wiped her hand on the apron, and ran out happily before she could untie the apron.