Although Su Tingan expelled the round iron nail from his body, Su Jiudong was still worried that the round iron nail would scratch his esophagus when Su Tingan swallowed his stomach, so he decided that all the food he gave Su Tingan in the near future would be liquid.

For a while, the family members were injured to varying degrees, and Su Jiudong was more and more glad that he knew how to heal, otherwise these two diseases might not be able to be cured by ordinary doctors.

Wen Yiheng still had a steady stream of prescriptions to approve every day, and gradually he also noticed that during the period after the Double Ninth Festival, Su Jiudong's time and frequency of visiting him every day became shorter and less.

Wen Yiheng currently did not find a suitable *-desirable female secret guard in Hangzhou, so he could only order two secret guards to rotate day and night to guard Su Jiudong's safety.

Wen Yiheng called Leng Siqi, the secret guard who was in charge of monitoring Su Jiudong during the day, and asked, "What has Miss Su been busy with these days?" It seems rare to see her come to me. ”

Leng Siqi heard the slight jealousy in Wen Yiheng's words, and sighed in his heart that the cold gods and men would also have a jealous side if Wen Yiheng moved his heart, and slowly replied:

"Miss Su was helping a Hangzhou salt merchant to treat her recently...... Well, the method of curing the disease is very special, and I don't know if it counts as a cure. ”

"How to distinguish between treatment and treatment? What is this statement? And how could the method be special? Wen Yiheng was interested in the description of the dark guard, and quickly approved the square fold in his hand, and asked the dark guard to explain the matter again, purely to relieve boredom and fatigue.

Leng Siqi pointed out Su Jiudong's behavior: "Miss Su went to the salt merchant's house every day, neither asked the salt merchant about his condition, nor gave the salt merchant a pulse, but just ordered delicacies from the mountains and seas in the salt merchant every day, and enjoyed delicious wine and food. ”

"I know that Miss Su is not good at drinking, but she still orders a lot of good wine, and every time she can't finish a lot of food, and when she leaves, she will fill the wine jug and take it away."

"She brought the wine back and drank it?" Wen Yiheng knew that Su Jiudong was qualified to pour a cup, so he never forced Su Jiudong to drink alcohol during the feast, but he didn't expect Su Jiudong to order wine for the first time when he arrived at someone else's house, and packed it away before leaving.

Leng Siqi shook his head with a smile and said, "That's not true, after Miss Su brought the wine back, it was all distributed to our brothers on duty." ”

As the secret guard on duty against Su Jiudong, Leng Siqi also got a few cups to drink.

The sake of the rich and noble is indeed a fine wine, and it is said that it is the old wine that the salt merchants have treasured themselves, and it is much more mellow and mellow than the cold sake they usually buy in the sake store, and the taste is also very special.

Thinking of the deliciousness of the wine, Leng Siqi couldn't resist licking the corners of his mouth in front of Wen Yiheng, and only swallowed his saliva longingly.

Wen Yiheng also laughed and continued to ask, "Is there anything special about it in the future?" ”

As soon as Miss Su arrived at the salt merchant, she changed her temperament, and when the slaves were not well entertained, Miss Su looked at her angrily and called out to those slaves. It was as if she had not come to treat the salt merchants, but to enjoy them. ”

Leng Siqi said and laughed again: "As soon as the salt merchant and his family urged Miss Su to check her pulse and see a doctor, Miss Su excused herself and said that the salt merchant's condition was complicated and she needed to think about it for a few more days, so she delayed it for a long time. ”

"How long has she been healed in that salt merchant? Hasn't there been any progress in the treatment? "Su Jiudong's diagnosis is indeed very special, and Wen Yiheng also wants to know what medicine she sells in her gourd.

Leng Siqi was about to answer, when Su Jiudong pushed the door in with the medicine bowl: "It's probably eleven or twelve days." ”

"Say Cao Cao Cao is here, son, you might as well ask Miss Su directly." Leng Siqi retreated knowingly, leaving Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong staring at each other in the room.

"We still have a good heart, I came tonight and was about to talk to you about this, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to ask the cold guard." Su Jiudong handed the medicine bowl to Wen Yiheng's hand, signaling him to drink the medicine by himself today, she didn't want to feed it.

Wen Yiheng took the decoction, and the smell of the medicine penetrated into his nasal cavity, still as bitter as usual.

Wen Yiheng glanced at Su Jiudong and said with a wry smile: "I guess I finished drinking the medicine today, and you won't give me plum candy to make it bitter, right?" ”

Su Jiudong stared at Wen Yiheng silently, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded proudly: "You drink the decoction in one gulp, and I will tell you about my treatment for the salt merchant Wang Baojin." ”

Wen Yiheng drank all the bitter medicine, flipped the empty bowl over and showed it to Su Jiudong, staring at Su Jiudong with bright eyes, with a little bit of demonstration: "I'm done drinking, you can say it." ”

Su Jiudong took the medicine bowl and took it down for the maids, sat back beside Wen Yiheng slowly, and said slowly: "This salt merchant Wang Baojin is the supplier of our medicinal restaurant, and he has a good relationship with Shopkeeper Liu. ”

"Wang Baojin's family said that he felt chest tightness unbearable, and he went to many doctors for diagnosis and treatment, but it still didn't get better, so he found me through the relationship of the shopkeeper Liu."

"Wang Baojin asked you for treatment, but when I heard Siqi's description, I don't feel like you are going to treat people, but to enjoy delicious food." Wen Yiheng joked: "What's the matter, the food in Wen's house is not delicious enough, forcing you to go to other people's houses to eat and drink?" ”

Su Jiudong waved his hand and denied it: "You think too much, I'm not a person who focuses on appetite, coarse tea and light rice and delicacies from the mountains and seas are just the same as satiety food in my opinion, and I didn't go to treat him because the food at home was delicious." "Baiyue

Wen Yiheng asked directly to the point: "But according to Siqi's description, you went to treat Wang Baojin for eleven or twelve days, but the condition did not make any progress, but never mentioned the matter of prescribing medicine, what is the purpose of this?" ”

"You want to know the answer?" Su Jiudong whetted Wen Yiheng's appetite: "Don't worry, I have to go to Wang Baojin's house tomorrow, and you will know the answer by tomorrow night." ”

Wen Yiheng fell asleep with the puzzle left by Su Jiudong, thinking about it, but he fell asleep earlier than usual.

The next day, Wen Yiheng woke up before the hour, summoned Leng Siqi, and told Leng Siqi to keep an eye on Su Jiudong today, and report Su Jiudong's every move to him in detail when he came back.

Su Jiudong slept until noon, missing the time he usually went to Wang Baojin's house.

Su Jiudong came to Wang Baojin's house slowly after the morning, and the first thing he said when he saw Wang Baojin was: "Master Wang, I got up late today, and I didn't have time to eat breakfast and lunch. ”

Facing Su Jiudong, who was late, Wang Baojin was furious, pointed to Su Jiudong's front door and scolded directly: "You still have the face to let me prepare food?" You medical liar who sells his reputation! Come to my house to cheat food, drink, and money, hurry up and get out of here! ”

Seeing this, Su Jiudong asked unhurriedly: "I haven't cured your illness yet, so you are in a hurry to drive me away, so how will I settle the cost of my treatment these days?" ”

Su Jiudong's arrogant attitude angered Wang Baojin even more: "You still have the face to ask me for treatment costs?!" I didn't ask you to collect money for your meals for more than ten days, and I was already generous! Get out of here! Roll as far as you want! ”

Wang Baojin's attitude was exactly what Su Jiudong wanted, and Su Jiudong threw down a letter and turned around and left.

The Wang family didn't know Su Jiudong's intentions, thinking that the letter was a treatment prescription left by Su Jiudong, so they picked it up and handed it to Wang Baojin.

When Wang Baojin read the contents of the letter, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

The Wang family was suddenly in a mess, some people helped Wang Baojin to go to the house, and some people went to ask a doctor to treat Wang Baojin.

As soon as Su Jiudong returned to Wen's house, he went into the room to study the prescription for Bailuo's skirt poison, and Leng Siqi flew to the bedroom to find Wen Yiheng to report the situation.

"She was scolded like that? Do you know what she wrote in that letter? was able to make Wang Baojin so angry that he vomited blood. Wen Yiheng is really curious, this Su Jiudong is really getting more and more interesting.

"Miss Su was walking too fast at that time, and she didn't dare to stay longer, so she only stayed and saw that the salt merchant was vomiting blood and went to chase Miss Su, and she didn't see the content of the letter." Leng Siqi's answer did not satisfy Wen Yiheng.

Since Su Jiudong said that he would know the answer in the evening, Wen Yiheng didn't want to think about it anymore, and continued to devote himself to the "great cause" of approving the party.

After dinner, the Wang family sent someone to Wen Mansion to spread the word. However, he did not come to Su Jiudong to ask for his guilt, but brought a lot of money to thank Su Jiudong for his diagnosis and treatment.

Su Jiudong returned Zhenjin, only saying that the cost of eating and drinking at Wang Baojin's house was enough to offset the cost of treatment.

Wen Yiheng left the slave who came to pass on the message and asked: "How is your master's chest tightness good?" ”

The servant replied honestly: "Doctor Su left that letter and scolded our master with blood, and the master couldn't stand this scolding, so he was so angry that he vomited blood." ”

"Madame sent someone to find the doctor again to diagnose the old man's pulse and treat the disease, but unexpectedly found that the old man's qi and blood were smooth, and he no longer had a tight pain in his chest, and he was fine after suffering from chest tightness for so long."

After listening to the slave's description, Wen Yiheng also understood what kind of medicine was sold in Su Jiudong's gourd.

After sending away the servants of the Wang family, Su Jiudong took the decoction to supervise Wen Yiheng to drink the medicine on time.

Tonight, before Su Jiudong coaxed Wen Yiheng to drink the medicine, Wen Yiheng took the medicine bowl and drank it directly, and he didn't "coquettishly" ask Su Jiudong for plum candy to eat.

"Why didn't you ask me for an answer?" Su Jiudong sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Wen Yiheng: "Or have you already thought of the answer?" ”

"You left that scolding letter to Wang Baojin today, you deliberately angered him, right?" Wen Yiheng leaned on the bed sideways, revealing a smile in his chest: "You deliberately angered him with anger and vomited blood in his mouth, this is the good prescription you prescribed to Wang Baojin." ”

"Smart people, you don't need me to click on it." Su Jiudong said his intentions in Wen Yiheng's approving gaze: "Shopkeeper Liu told me that Wang Baojin had chest tightness, so I had my own plan. ”

"When I arrived at Wang Baojin's house, I didn't need to look, smell, ask, or cut, because I knew about his illness, and I only needed to use the prescription of 'anger,' to provoke him, let him spit out the stuffiness in his chest, and the disease of chest tightness would be cured naturally."