When Wang Po saw Pan Jinlian crying, she thought she was about to die, and she was also so afraid that she cried. "Da Lang, you must save me, I don't want to die. ”

"Alas, Mrs. Wang, it's a good thing you met me, otherwise you would be really in trouble. Ye Yingfan sighed deliberately.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to "looking, smelling, asking, and cutting", in fact, it is "looking" on the surface, but the patient is in front of him, "looking" and "smelling" can be carried out at the same time.

Ye Yingfan took the pulse of the panicked Wang Po and affirmed her judgment even more.

Because of the smell on Wang Po's body, can he, a half-hung miracle doctor, still not smell it?

Seeing that Ye Yingfan had cut her pulse, but did not say anything about her condition, Wang Po asked suspiciously: "Da Lang, can you really see my illness?"

A cookcake seller said that he could see a doctor, which was a very funny thing. Now Uncle He still says that Wu Dalang is a miracle doctor, which is even more funny.

However, Wang Po also knew that Uncle He had never lied, so she closed the teahouse early and came here to explore after dinner.

Ye Yingfan smiled and said, "Granny Wang, you suffer from an unspeakable itch, aren't you?"

"Ahh The princess covered her mouth and cried out in surprise. When she saw herself like this, she felt that something was wrong again, and hurriedly let go of her hand.

Ye Yingfan saw the scene of Wang Po and knew that he had said it correctly, so he smiled and said, "Wang Po, if I don't say it right, you can go back." I don't let you talk about the illness first, but I will say it first, whether it's right or not, only you know. ”

Pan Jinlian is also looking at this side nervously, Wang Po is a person who can speak well on Zihe Street, if she thinks that Xianggong will not see a doctor, it is estimated that everyone on the whole street will know.

"Da Lang, you really know how to see a doctor. The princess cried out in surprise. "Can you cure me?"

Ye Yingfan smiled and said, "I have to ask you how you are sick so that I can prescribe the right medicine." ”

When Wang Po heard this, her old face turned red, and she didn't know what to do.

Ye Yingfan said with a straight face: "Mrs. Wang, the heart of the doctor's parents, if you don't tell me what's going on, how can I cure your illness?

Wang Po now believes very much that Ye Yingfan is a very powerful doctor, because she has itchy there, she has never dared to go to see Lang Zhong, and she has never told others.

It's an unspeakable itch, how embarrassing is it to tell others?

Pan Jinlian also understood Ye Yingfan's words, and her face turned red, how could the secret prince say such a thing in front of the princess? How embarrassing is that.

But Pan Jinlian thought about it, the ministers are all Langzhong, what else dare not say?

Wang Po glanced at Pan Jinlian and said weakly: "Jinlian, can you go over there?" I want to talk to Da Lang alone about my condition. ”

Pan Jinlian secretly sighed, understanding that Wang Po was shy in her heart, so she walked over there, sat on a chair and took some needles and threads to work.

Wang Po whispered to Ye Yingfan: "Da Lang, at first I itched there, and then it became more and more itchy, and sometimes I couldn't help it." ”

"I know you're sick, I'm asking you how you got it. Ye Yingfan was secretly funny.

In fact, Wang Po's disease is the later flower willow disease, it seems that Wang Po is not careful, she actually cheats with others, and she is not alone, otherwise she will not be infected with dirty things.

No, I must let the lady know who the princess is, and don't let her take it badly. Thinking of this, Ye Yingfan deliberately amplified his voice: "Grandma Wang, how many people did you steal to have such a disease?"

Although Pan Jinlian over there was doing needlework, she had been paying attention to the situation here, and she wanted to know why Wang Po was itching.

Now that Ye Yingfan raised his voice, how could Pan Jinlian not hear it?

Wang Po stole someone and contracted the disease, Pan Jinlian knew what kind of unspeakable itch it was, what unspeakable illness it was.

Wang Po's face turned red, and she hurriedly said, "Da Lang, I didn't steal anyone." ”

"You didn't steal people, how could you have this disease?" Ye Yingfan was also angry.

Damn, your princess wants to be a **** and wants to erect a monument to her virginity, is there such a good thing?" "Since you refuse to tell your true condition, then I can't cure you." It is estimated that it won't be long before you will rot there, and then the Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save you. Ye Yingfan said with a straight face.

Wang Po was frightened and hurriedly said: "Da Lang, I really didn't lie to you, I have been widowed for so many years and I haven't stolen a man." ”

It's not that she doesn't want to steal men, but she didn't steal when she was young, and when she was widowed, she wanted to steal, and people ignored her.

It's hard to be a woman, and it's even harder to be a woman without a man. If there is a man, even if it is a short and ugly man like Wu Dalang, as long as she can satisfy her in bed, she is willing to steal people.

But no one stole her, and after so many years, when she couldn't bear it, she had to solve it herself. And instead of using her hands, she uses a mallet to make pastries.

Sometimes when she was making pastries alone, she was lonely, so she used a mallet to make it feel more comfortable.

After a long time, she was no longer satisfied with that, and simply put the mallet into it.

This goes back and forth, and it slowly itches there. At first it was just a small itch, now it's a big itch.

This kind of unspeakable itch, where did Wang Po dare to go to Langzhong. She secretly asked others for some medicine, and secretly took it, but she didn't see any better, and the itch became more and more terrible, which made her afraid.

Ye Yingfan listened to what Wang Po said about her condition, and she really fainted.

What is this called, Wang Po actually used a mallet to make pastries to play that kind of thing, it is really a big miracle in the world.

"Lady Wang, in fact, you can use cucumbers or something, you don't need to use that mallet, it's very dirty. Ye Yingfan persuaded.

Wang Po said with a bitter face: "The cucumber is too small to use." And I think the pastry is clean and everyone can eat it, and of course the mallet stick is also clean. ”

Wang Po probably knew what the problem was, and she used a mallet to solve the loneliness on her body, and now the problem is out.

Pan Jinlian's eyes widened over there, she really couldn't imagine that Wang Po would do such a thing.

"What??" Pan Jinlian was shocked, she seemed to have eaten Wang Po's pastries before, and she felt like vomiting.

Ye Yingfan was also secretly sweating, and Wang Po used mallet flour while solving her own problems, this, what is this called?

I don't know if I have eaten the pastries made by Wang Po before, and he wants to vomit.

Seeing Ye Yingfan's appearance that they wanted to vomit, Wang Po hurriedly said: "Don't worry, you haven't eaten those pastries, I sold them to others." ”

Pan Jinlian shook her head secretly, in the future, she will never ask Wang Po to borrow food, as well as the rice she has eaten before, I don't know if it will be dirty?

Ye Yingfan pretended to be pretentious and said, "Grandma Wang, now that I have found the cause of your illness, I am a little sure that I want to treat it." ”

"Da Lang, can you cure my illness?" Wang Po looked at Ye Yingfan hopefully.

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