Chapter Eighty-Seven: Accumulation of Food

I'm afraid that Pan Gao and Mrs. Pan have the big shortcomings of the mansion at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

After leaving the hall, Mrs. Pan ran to a path on the right side of the courtyard with the help of the maid, and Pan followed them closely.

"I really want my life! We won't live in such a big place again in the next life! Ouch, my grandson, you must not have anything to do, if you want to do anything old woman, I can't live!" Old Madame Pan flew quickly, complaining that the mansion was too big as she ran, and she didn't know what happened to her precious grandson, and she was worried about whether she wanted to live or die.

"Ouch, you old woman!" Pan Gao listened impatiently behind her, "Stop nagging, it matters to see Fan'er!"

Yan Xi and the others followed Pan Gao and his wife out of the main hall, and then trotted for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a building.

"Huh~~~~, my dear mother. "Finally arrived at the 'destination', Mo Xi stood in front of the building and stroked his chest with his hand, panting, "It seems that I have to practice, I am not even as good as the old man..."

"Oh, let's go. Bai Lian grabbed her hand and chased Yan Xi and the others to the house.

"Ouch, my poor grandson~~~!" As soon as she stepped into the door, she didn't see Pan Yifan's figure, and Mrs. Pan cried and shouted.

"Ouch~~~Ouch~~~"

As soon as Yan Xi and the others entered the door, they heard a painful moan coming from the inner room.

"My grandson!" Mrs. Pan quickly threw herself on the ancient wooden bed, her hands dragging Pan Yifan's hands on the bed, who was moaning and moaning on the bed, tossing from side to side. Seeing her baby children and grandchildren in such pain, her wrinkled face suddenly burst into tears, lying on Pan Yifan's body and wailing, as if crying and mourning, "You must not have three long and two short!

Pan Yifan on the bed was lying on his back, covered with a thin futon, but his high bulging belly could still be seen through the futon. At this time, Pan Yifan grinned at the pain of his stomach, his facial expression was hideous, beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out of his forehead, coupled with this sultry weather, the beads of sweat flowed down into streams of water, and most of the pillows were wet.

"What's the matter!? Didn't you prescribe medicine earlier, and my grandson also drank it, why did it become like this now?" Pan Gao was also frightened when he saw Pan Yifan on the bed, and asked the old doctor standing on the side anxiously.

"Oh, Master Pan, don't you know, Ling Gongzi knelt outside for a long time after being extremely hungry and full yesterday and blew the cold wind, and now the food accumulation in his abdomen is quite serious, and the old man is the best prescription for him to treat the accumulated food, but it will take time to recover, he has to endure these, and it will be fine tomorrow." Although the old doctor was also anxious, he had nothing to do about this Pan Yifan.

"What? get tomorrow!?" Mrs. Pan, who was crying on the bed, turned her head and shouted, "Then my grandson must not die of pain! Ouch, my poor grandson!" After speaking, she lay on Pan Yifan and cried heartbreakingly.

"Wow, look at his belly, it's as big as if it's about to give birth, and when you look at him again, it looks like it hurts. Mo Xi looked at Pan Yifan on the bed with wide eyes and sympathetic eyes, and then began to mumble to Yan Xi next to him.

"That's not it, a big man with a hard belly and a big face is helpless, and it's uncomfortable to accumulate food, he must be worse than dead now. Alas, what a pity. Bai Lian also began to complain, and at the same time expressed sympathy for Pan Yifan.

"Grandfather, what's going on!?" Ouyang Mutian hadn't figured out the situation yet.

Wasn't Pan Yifan, this kid, okay yesterday? Why did he become like this after only one night?

"Alas~~~ This is also blamed on the old man, I ・・・・・・. ”

"It's your fault!

Pan Gao blamed himself with a bitter face, but obviously when she mentioned this matter, Mrs. Pan was angry, at this time she was furious, as soon as Pan Gao opened her mouth, she scolded him with a hooded face, "You are an old immortal, you have to listen to my advice, now it's okay!" As he spoke, he stood up, picked up his cane and stomped on one of Pan Gao's feet, "If anything happens, see that I don't want your old life! Ouch, my poor heart~~~!" and then lay back on the bed and continued to suffer.

"Ouch!"

Mrs. Pan was really angry, and the strength of that stick was not small, Pan Gao lifted his 'attacked' foot and jumped on the ground, grinning in pain.

"Let's see if you can alleviate the symptoms. Beichen Fengyun said to the old doctor.

"Ouch, don't you know, the old decay is the medicinal materials that should be used, but Pan Gongzi's abdominal food accumulation is too serious, and he can only rely on the existing recipe to excrete it from the body little by little, and the old decay has no other way. The old doctor said helplessly.

"In the dark night, you go to the palace and invite the imperial physician. Beichen Fengyun said to the dark night.

"Don't bother, Childe, even if the imperial doctor comes, I'm afraid it won't help, the old man dares to vouch for his head. "That old doctor has never seen any major illness or disaster in his fifty years of practicing medicine, and no one can cure a good stomach like Pan Yifan immediately.

"It's ・・・・・・. Looking at Beichen Fengyun in the dark, he felt that what the old doctor said was true, and it seemed that this doctor didn't need to be invited.

Beichen Fengyun frowned, thought about it, and then looked at Pan Yifan, who was still rolling in pain on the bed, he walked over, sat on the bed, and put his five fingers together on Pan Yifan's big belly in a circle.

Old Madam Pan stopped crying, and looked at Beichen Fengyun's hand with hope, hoping that he could really only rely on the food of her precious children and grandchildren, and it would be okay if it could not be cured, and it would be good if it could relieve the pain.

The old doctor knew what Beichen Fengyun wanted to do at a glance, and hurriedly spoke to stop him, "Ouch, stop quickly, it's impossible to help him treat him with internal force, it will only aggravate his pain." ”

Beichen Fengyun didn't believe it, and still gathered internal strength in the palm of his hand, wanting to help Pan Yifan relieve the pain. But, as the old doctor said, as soon as Beichen Fengyun's hand was put down for a while, Pan Yifan's wails became more frequent, and the screams of "oops, oops" were really miserable.

Beichen Fengyun quickly stopped, and he couldn't help it.

"It is true that using internal force can make Pan Gongzi's food accumulation better quickly, but you don't know, although this can shorten the time, but the pain caused by it Pan Gongzi can't bear it, and if it is powerful, I am afraid that I will worry about my life." The old doctor explained.

"Ah!?Worried about your life!?" As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Pan was frightened, picked up the crutch beside her and threw it at Pan Gao, "You dead ghost, why didn't you go to see the king of Hades earlier, otherwise how could my grandson suffer such a mouth・・・・・・!" ”

Pan Gao was also frightened, his intestines were full of remorse, he really regretted it at the beginning, if he knew that there would be such a consequence, he would not have punished Pan Yifan yesterday, he didn't hide the stick, and smashed it into his arms.

At present, Pan Yifan's residence is really in chaos. Mrs. Pan cried while shouting about her precious children and grandchildren, and cursed the culprit Pan Gao.

"Sister, why don't we help him treat him, you see how this old lady Pan is crying, it's so pitiful. Bai Lian really couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to lend a hand to help Pan Yifan get out of the sea of suffering.

In fact, Yan Xi and Bai Yu were already communicating in secret.

Yan Xi is a warm-hearted person and wants to help Pan Yifan heal, but Bai Yu thinks that Pan Yifan has no worries about his life, they don't have to make extraneous branches, and it is inappropriate to expose his skills too much, so he does not agree to help Pan Yifan heal the accumulated food.

"If you can trust Yan Xi, how about letting Yan Xi give it a try?"

Finally, Yan Xi couldn't stand it anymore, and said to everyone despite Bai Yu's objections.

Bai Yu shook her head helplessly, since she had to do this, he couldn't stop it.

"This, Miss Yan Xi knows how to heal?" Pan Gao asked hesitantly.

"I know a little bit about it. Yan Xi replied.

She doesn't know medical skills, but she has mana, and I believe that curing Pan Yifan with her skills is still a piece of cake.

"Yes, yes, I heard that Miss Yan Xi is good at martial arts, and there must be a way to have only my grandson, so please Miss Yan Xi. ”

As the saying goes, go to the doctor when you are sick. Pan Yifan's painful appearance can break Mrs. Pan's heart, and now as long as anyone says that she can cure the food accumulation of her precious children and grandchildren, she is willing to let anyone try it.

"Well, if the girl has a way, my old man is willing to let the girl try. Pan Gao hesitated but agreed.

"Seniors, rest assured, Yan Xi will do his best. Can you move outside the door, Yan Xi doesn't want to be disturbed. Yan Xi said.

"Alas, alas, then my grandson's life will be handed over to Miss Yan Xi. The old woman Pan was full of confidence in Yan Xi, stood up and was about to go out with the support of the maid, and glared at Pan Gao when she was about to leave.

"Don't worry, as soon as my sister comes out, Bao Zhun Pan's illness will be cured immediately. Mo Xi said proudly.

The old doctor who came here shook his head with a sigh, he didn't believe that this little girl's family could only help Pan Yifan's illness.

Bai Yu didn't agree with Yan Xi's approach, so he went out without saying anything, Mo Xi and Bai Lian wanted to stay and watch the excitement but were driven out by Yan Xi. A group of people went out of the house, leaving only Yan Xi and Pan Yifan in the house.

Yan Xi walked to the bed and lifted the futon on Pan Yifan's body, although she was prepared, she was still shocked by Pan Yifan's huge belly.

"Master Pan, you are patient, it won't hurt for a while. Yan Xi comforted Pan Yifan first, and then, just like Beichen Fengyun had just done, he stretched out his hand and put his five fingers together and put them on Pan Yifan's stomach.

Pan Yifan was already exhausted by this abdominal accumulation, and now he was delirious, and he didn't know what was going on around him, he just kept moaning in pain.

The white light gradually appeared from the palm of her hand, and in a few moments her entire palm was surrounded by white light. Yan Xi moved, his hand slowly moving back and forth above Pan Yifan's giant belly.

The crowd outside the door was very anxious, not knowing what the situation was inside, and Mrs. Pan was even more anxious pacing back and forth, and looked at the window from time to time to see the situation in the house.

After a while, Pan Yifan's hideous facial expression began to slowly ease, and the people outside the house also noticed that his moaning gradually became smaller.

"What's the matter?" The gradually decreasing moaning sound made Mrs. Pan's heart rise to her throat, and she wondered if her precious children and grandchildren were healed or fainted from pain.

Pan Yifan stopped calling and slowly regained consciousness, Yan Xi quickly withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Pan, how do you feel?" Yan Xi asked.

Pan Yifan didn't know that Yan Xi cured his stomach pain, he hadn't yet laid on his back, he hadn't come back to his senses, he looked at the curtain above the bed with his eyes open, and his hands were touching his stomach, it was still big, but it didn't hurt anymore.

"Huh, it doesn't hurt. After a while, he said something strangely.

Yan Xi smiled with satisfaction, "Mr. Pan may have to hurry to the thatched house now." Leaving such a sentence, Yan Xi got up and went to open the door.