Zhao Xiaoliang became the village doctor of Xiaonan Village as he wished, and what made him even happier was that Zhu Meiqi would work with him. In the small village clinic, they have to see each other every day, and when he thinks of this, Zhao Xiaoliang can't help laughing.

"Xiaoliang, what's wrong with you? Ever since you came back from the village, you've been laughing and you've been headless. ”

Jin Lan couldn't stand it anymore, and she hadn't been courteous since she followed Zhao Xiaoliang into the house, and she was ignored by Zhao Xiaoliang.

Zhao Xiaoliang stopped laughing, pressed down his excitement, and then turned his face to look at Jin Lan, who was already angry, "Hehe, Lanzi, why are you angry?" I'm just so happy. ”

Jin Lan sighed lightly and smiled helplessly, "I know that you are very happy to be a village doctor, but you can't be happy and have no head." I have said a word to you, but you didn't even respond to me, so I knew that Lu Dao was smirking there, and I didn't know that Lu Dao thought you were sick...... ”

Zhao Xiaoliang knew that he was a little overjoyed, and ignored Jin Lan's existence, so he smirked and coaxed Jin Lan.

"Okay, okay, in fact, I'm happy for you, but I didn't expect you to know how to heal, and it's amazing to be as powerful as Sister Maggie."

"Hehe, Maggie is also very powerful, it's just that our medical methods are different, and I can't say that I'm better than her. Oh yes! Lanzi, I want to ask you for one thing, I wonder if you can agree? ”

Zhao Xiaoliang suddenly remembered Jin Lan's illness, but he couldn't say it too bluntly, because he didn't want Jin Lan to know that she was sick, and I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept it for a while.

Zhao Xiaoliang's concerns are correct, but he is still lacking in practice, and it was a good example before.

After hearing this, Jin Lan readily agreed, "Say, I'll promise you everything." ”

"Great! It would be much easier to do so. ”

Zhao Xiaoliang slapped his thigh happily, and then said to Jin Lan: "Lanzi! Take your pants off....... ”

"What! Take off your pants? Good you Zhao Xiaoliang, you, you ....... ”

Jin Lan's reaction after hearing this was excited, her face was flushed, and she pointed at Zhao Xiaoliang's nose with her finger, but she didn't slap it like before.

Zhao Xiaoliang saw Jin Lan's fierce reaction, and hurriedly explained: "Lanzi, don't think about it in any way, I didn't mean that, I just ......." ”

"What are you? If you ask me to take off my pants, you still don't want me to think about it, so what do you want me to think? Is it for coolness? You stinky rascal....... ”

Jin Lan was a little thunderous and rainy, although she was very angry, she didn't mean to leave, but sat on the kang with her ass.

Zhao Xiaoliang was in trouble, and he couldn't tell her bluntly that you are sick, and I want to treat you, so you have to take off your pants and cooperate.

Hey, what's going on? I really wanted to ignore it, so I pressed Jin Lan to the kang, took off her pants and forcibly performed acupuncture, but this was bound to frighten her .......

If her illness drags on any longer, what if it gets worse in the future?

Just when Zhao Xiaoliang was in a dilemma. Jin Lan, who sat on the kang, whispered: "Liang, if I follow you, will you be good to me for the rest of my life?" ”

"Ahh

Zhao Xiaoliang is Yizheng, he never expected that Jin Lan would suddenly come up with such a sentence, and it was really difficult to answer for a while.

As soon as Jin Lan saw Zhao Xiaoliang paused, she lost her temper again, and when she got up, she raised her hand and gave Zhao Xiaoliang two big mouths, and the strength was not small, and Zhao Xiaoliang swayed from side to side.

"Zhao Xiaoliang! You really can do it, it turns out, it turns out that you treat it as a ......, yes, I was dirty by Lin Erjun, but, but I was also forced, woo woo ....... ”

Jin Lan covered her mouth and cried, turned around and ran out of the house.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoliang felt this remorse in his heart, and he also wanted to slap himself a few big mouths. But it's useless to regret it, things have been made like this grandma, even if you smoke yourself to death, it won't help.

Looking at Jin Lan who ran out of the gang, Zhao Xiaoliang was about to chase him out, but just as he was about to move, he suddenly heard a ridicule from the kang, and the laughter was so enjoyable.

"Haha, ha......."

"There are still such stupid people in the world, I really want to laugh off the old monk's big teeth...... wow haha......ha

Zhao Xiaoliang suddenly caught a cold sweat and thought; it, when did there be an extra person in the house, where did it come from? It can't be a ghost in broad daylight...... right?

Zhao Xiaoliang took a look at the kang with courage, it was okay not to look at it, but it was angry when he saw it, it turned out that there was a fat monk sitting cross-legged on the kang, looking at him with a sneering face.

"Yes, it's you! Why did you come to my house? ”

Zhao Xiaoliang recognized this old monk at a glance. This monk is the monk he met when he went to the county to find work, telling his fortune and suddenly disappeared.

It's strange that he's suddenly in his house again. Zhao Xiaoliang thinks that he is not a human being but a ghost, but he pondered again, how can a ghost dare to come out in broad daylight to scare people, could it be that he is also a god? Like the old man I met in the mass grave in the back mountain before?

Zhao Xiaoliang was shocked and overjoyed again, and hurriedly smiled and came to the old monk's side, "I said monk, you were too uninteresting before, and you didn't say a word when you left, which made me lose my face in front of so many people." ”

The old monk smiled, "Little donor, there is no need to talk nonsense, do you know why I came to you?" ”

Zhao Xiaoliang scratched the back of his head, looked at the old monk in front of him blankly, and asked casually: "Could it be that you are here to give me a baby?" ”

The old monk's face sank like water when he heard this, and he glared at Zhao Xiaoliang, "Little donor, do you still have the heart to joke with the old monk, do you know that your little life is about to be lost...... ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xiaoliang didn't lie on the kang, and asked with his upper teeth and lower teeth: "God, divine monk, why is my little life almost gone?" ”

The old monk exhaled lightly, recited "Amitabha" with the Buddha's name in his hand, and then said: "The old monk can be regarded as a leak of heaven, but it is worth saving a small life." ”

"Little donor, do you know a kind of acupuncture called Jiuyin acupuncture?"

The old monk asked with a serious face.

Zhao Xiaoliang nodded again and again after hearing this, saying; "Yes, yes, yes! What do you know? ”

The old monk waved his hand, smiled bitterly, and said, "Hey, how do I know that it doesn't matter, but you feel very tired after every needle?" ”

"Yes, yes, but it's okay to sleep well."

Zhao Xiaoliang replied.

"It's vulgar for you, the reason why you are tired is because your yang energy is consuming, to put it bluntly, you are using your yang energy to treat people, and when your yang energy is gone, your life will be over."

"Ah......, really? So, what's that? ”

Zhao Xiaoliang suddenly felt weak, and his head was buzzing. Originally, he thought that he had extraordinary abilities, but it turned out that this was not the case at all, and he was killing himself for a long time, or the kind of chronic suicide.

"Divine monk! What's that going on? If I don't use it in the future, won't it be fine? ”

"It's late! If it weren't for the string of ancient beads on your wrist, you would have taken refuge in my Buddha a long time ago. ”