At dusk, a touch of afterglow of the setting sun shone in front of the Qingpingle Medical Center, and the sound of red ears and red screams in the medical hall stopped, Mao Cuixia walked out of the medical hall wet, and at this time her face showed a very satisfied expression.

Outside the Qingping Le Medical Center, people are very curious about Yang Huaiping's treatment methods, but no one is willing to enter the Qingping Le Medical Center like Mao Cuilian to receive Yang Huaiping's kind of treatment, after all, they are still relatively conservative in their thinking.

Under the reflection of the sunset, Du Ruohe, who was wearing a plain dress, with a white face and a quiet face, slowly walked in the direction of Chanjuan Temple, she covered her chest with her hands, and her eyebrows frowned revealing a kind of delicate and weak morbid beauty.

At this time, Yang Huaiping, who had just walked out of the hospital with a cigarette pouch and pot, happened to see the naturally beautiful, graceful and charming beauty Du Ruohe in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but turn towards Du Ruohe.

Du Ruohe saw Yang Huaiping walking straight towards her, she was stunned and felt a little overwhelmed, Yang Huaiping walked to Du Ruohe's side with a bright smile and said in a deep voice: "I see that the girl's hand on her chest is not a heart disease, I am an ancestral old Chinese medicine doctor who specializes in treating heart pain, the girl is really lucky, today happens to be my hospital has just opened for free treatment for the villagers of Yeqi Village, I don't know if the girl is willing to appreciate the light to the medical hall I opened and let me treat the girl's heart disease!"

"You're not just going to help a young man who watches the old lady heal her grandson, do you?" Du Ruohe pursed her rosy lips and said a little stiffly.

Yang Huaiping smiled indifferently and said, "Yesterday I treated an old lady's grandson for a high fever, but that's just a gesture, so why bother?"

Du Ruohe looked at Yang Huaiping with a pair of autumn-like eyes and said, "I came to Mr. this time, I want Mr. to help me treat my heartache!"

Yang Huaiping grabbed Du Ruohe's wrist with an enthusiastic face and pulled it into the Qingping Le Medical Center, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, girl, I don't fight here, I don't have surgery here, I don't need medicine, I just need massage and acupuncture, and there is no pain, I guarantee that the girl can be cured comfortably!"

Du Ruohe looked at Yang Huaiping, who was enthusiastic and a little outrageous, she suddenly remembered the story of Little Red Riding Hood and Grandma Wolf she heard when she was a child, Du Ruohe wanted to try to break free of Yang Huaiping's hand holding her, but she found that her wrist was like being clamped by iron pliers, and she couldn't break free of Yang Huaiping's hand that grabbed her.

"I don't mean to be a thin girl, I just want to help the girl heal, I think the girl's heart hurts for many years, I think the girl's life will be in danger if she doesn't treat it again, the girl should be cautious about her illness and don't play with children's play!" Yang Huaiping said with a solemn face.

"Okay, then please ask Mr. to treat me for me!" Du Ruohe immediately agreed to let Yang Huaiping help her treat her after Yang Huaiping told her about her condition.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, Yang Huaiping was under the watchful eyes of many people around the medical hall, and he grandly pulled the first village flower of Yeqi Village into his medical hall in a pimping way.

After Yang Huaiping pulled Du Ruohe into the quaintly furnished medical hall, he pointed to a bed covered with white sheets and exuding rosin fragrance in the medical hall and said, "Then girl, lie down!"

Du Ruohe looked at the narrow single bed, his face showed a trace of bitterness, and his lips snorted: "Does Mr. really want to lie down!"

"Don't worry, there are so many people outside the medical hall, and you're still afraid that I will insult you!" Yang Huaiping took out the smoked blackened cigarette pouch pot from his waist and took a deep puff.

At this time, Du Ruohe couldn't help but think of the torture of heartache in the past, she turned her heart to a glance, her ruddy lips were a little nervous, and then she lay on the white bed in the hospital with her legs together.

Yang Huaiping looked at Du Ruohe's restrained expression, and Yang Huaiping showed a look of disgrief between his eyebrows and said: "Eh, I said big sister, I'm treating you and don't want to treat you, can you smile, you said that crying and mourning made me make me not in the mood to help you treat your heartache!"

Du Ruohe looked at Yang Huaiping with an upright face, her legs were gradually stretched, and a far-fetched smile appeared on her face.

Knowing that things that are too easy to get, people will not pay too much attention to cherishing this truth, Yang Huaiping became very indifferent to Du Ruohe on the hospital bed, he said in a deep voice with a stiff face: "I have two methods here to treat heart and mouth pain with massage and acupuncture, the effect of massage is a little better than acupuncture, big sister, do you choose massage, or choose acupuncture!"

If Du Ruohe wanted to choose massage, wouldn't the man with clear eyebrows in front of him touch his chest, and when she thought of this, she said in a soft and weak voice: "Then Mr. will do acupuncture!"

"Then untie the clothes on your chest yourself, or I won't be able to help you get the needle. Yang Huaiping took out a few bamboo needles from his arms and spoke indifferently.

Du Ruohe thought that she was already lying on the bed in this medical hall, and she couldn't give up treating her heartache just because she wanted to untie her corset, so she slowly untied the clothes on her chest with a blushing face.

The two pretty little white rabbits suddenly came into Yang Huaiping's eyes, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and silently read the indecent disdain in his heart, although Yang Huaiping tried his best to calm his mood and went to give Du Ruohe a needle, but he had a certain hobby so much that he couldn't help but "pass by" with the little white rabbit on Du Ruohe's chest while pricking the needle. ”

Like the sound of the wind, Du Ruohe felt that her chest was suddenly attacked, and she couldn't help but cover her chest in an instant and was about to jump off the bed.

It's just that between the lightning and flint, Yang Huaiping pinched a bamboo needle and stuck it on Du Ruohe's neck, and she instantly stood motionless like a wooden chicken.

In a panic, Du Ruohe's autumn-like eyes could be vaguely seen with crystal tears, she seemed to anticipate what would happen next, Du Ruohe's expression suddenly became very nervous.

Yang Huaiping took a deep breath to calm his mind, he gathered the true qi in his body on the bamboo needle in his hand, and Yang Huaiping began to prick the needle near Shen Qinglian's heart with a serious face.

It didn't take long for Du Ruohe to slowly open her eyes under the treatment of Yang Huaiping's acupuncture, at this time Du Ruohe suddenly felt that her heart didn't hurt at all, and she said apologetically: "I'm sorry sir, I blamed you, thank you for helping me cure my heartache for many years, I really don't know how I can thank you!"

Yang Huaiping looked at Du Ruohe and said with a serious face: "I said big sister, if you really want to thank me, then you can go back to the village and help me promote the medical clinic I opened, of course, if you want to promise me, I won't mind!"

Du Ruohe glanced at Yang Huaiping, who had clear eyebrows, and she jumped out of bed and ran out of the hospital with a blushing face.