"Then you young owners are still powerful."

I didn't even commit suicide.

The shopkeeper is speechless.

This boy is too direct to speak.

Aren't you afraid of being beaten?

It's really not bound to vulgarity.

"Please ask the son to go into the backyard with the old man, the young owner is bedridden and in danger."

The shopkeeper saluted Xiao Fuyi again.

"My son didn't say that he could cure your young owner."

"Besides, according to your description, your young owner doesn't look sick."

"Please don't be arrogant."

The shopkeeper seems to have regarded Xiao Fuyi as his last hope.

"Don't worry, Childe, if it can't be cured, the old decay won't blame you."

He felt that the reason why Xiao Fuyi repeatedly shirked was because he was worried that he would not be able to be cured.

One more sentence:

"If you promised before, Childe can also take it all."

What he promised to the other party was a precious medicinal material, worth a thousand gold, and it was not easy to find.

If it can be cured, there is another thanks.

The medicinal materials are all good medicinal materials, which can be used to condition the body of King Yan.

Yan Wang took his legs, either he couldn't stand up, or the toxins had accumulated a lot.

In order to prevent his poison from invading his internal organs, Daoist Qingyuan forced him to his leg.

If you want to get back on your feet, you can't avoid removing the residual poison from your legs.

Then condition.

In the medicinal materials warehouse of the palace, there are also many precious medicinal materials.

But Qingyuan Dao Chang used it more.

The three flavors promised by the shopkeeper today are in short supply.

She nodded, "Please lead the way." ”

In the backyard of Herentang, most of the flowers and plants planted are medicinal herbs.

Xiao Fuyi even found a few plants that were identical to those in the medicine garden of the Hou Mansion's small broken courtyard.

Passing by the courtyard dam, passing through the corridor, the innermost large bedroom is the residence of the young owner.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, there was a mixed smell of medicine inside.

Xiao Fuyi couldn't help but want to cover his nose.

Hu San'er wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"Please invite Hu Sanye to go to the side hall for tea."

As soon as the shopkeeper beckoned, there was a small servant to lead the person.

Hu San'er looked at Xiao Fuyi.

He was worried about the safety of the eldest lady.

Although he thinks that the people of Herentang are very good.

Over the years, it is also benevolent to be able to reduce the price of medicine by 30% to him, and to be willing to give him medicine on credit.

"Go ahead."

Xiao Fuyi still has this confidence.

This pharmacy couldn't trap her.

Moreover, where the patient lives, it is better for the living to have less access to the living.

Hu San'er didn't know how many bacteria he brought in.

"The wound of the young owner has deteriorated severely, and it is a little terrifying, so don't panic."

The shopkeeper opened the curtain of the inner room, so said.

"Don't worry."

She hasn't been scared by a patient yet.

No matter how hideous the wound is, do you see less on the operating table?

She also practiced in the emergency department.

But when she actually saw the man lying on the bed?

I also sighed in my heart.

It's not frightening, it's just a little admiration for the tenacity of this person's life.

The man on the bed, Xiao Fuyi didn't even look at his face.

All eyes were on his stomach.

The belly is swollen, like a fattened pig, and like a pregnant woman who is pregnant for ten months.

His legs were bare, ulcerated and inflamed in many places, and he was bubbling with yellow water.

The taste is really hard to describe.

"Scaring Childe?"

Seeing that Xiao Fuyi was silent for a long time, the shopkeeper's face turned pale.

Could it be that God doesn't want the young owner to live?

"It's fine."

If it weren't for the fact that this was a patient, Xiao Fuyi really wanted to ask him if he drank the water of the Zimu River.

"The young owner's abdomen is swollen and his pulse is disordered."

"There are even quacks who have diagnosed him as Ximai."

"But how can a man get pregnant?"

It's nonsense!