Along the way, Wang Zhu's hesitation frequently looked at her gaze, and Chen Mengtian understood that he had something to say.

But her stomach is really hungry.

After thinking about it, Chen Mengtian took the initiative to say: "Brother Zhuzi, if you have something to say, it is better to go into the house and say it." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhu glanced up at her and nodded with a serious face.

Chen Mengtian opened the door of the house, and Wang Zhu tied the ox cart to the door.

The two walked into the living room of the main house together, and Chen Mengtian asked him to sit for a while.

She went into the inner room and found the pastries from the Drunken Immortal Building, the yam cake, and the Bazhen cake.

These were all brought back from the restaurant by Liu Juan when she came back from the town.

I don't know when Chen Baojie started, every time Liu Juan returned to Chenjia Village, he would bring some delicious food from the restaurant to her.

Occasionally, there are times when he forgets, just because the restaurant is too busy, and when he remembers, Liu Juan has already returned to Chenjia Village.

Placing two plates of pastries on the table in the living room, Chen Mengtian went to the kitchen to pour a pot of white water.

She poured a cup for Wang Zhu and another for herself, then sat down at the table, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

When eating, he didn't forget to take a piece and beckoned Wang Zhu, "Brother Zhuzi hasn't eaten either, you can also eat a piece of pastry to cushion your stomach." ”

She brought the pastry to her, but Wang Zhu could only catch it, but she didn't eat it.

He smelled all the tempting pastries and didn't have the slightest appetite.

The recent incident with Yan Yan has made him a man in his prime with sad white hair coming out.

Seeing that he didn't eat, Chen Mengtian asked while eating: "Brother Zhuzi, if you have anything to do, just say it directly, I will definitely not stand idly by if I can help, if you don't say it, I don't know." ”

Along the way, Wang Zhu's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping made her a little anxious.

Wang Zhu hung his head, bit his lip tightly, he closed his eyes fiercely, and finally spoke.

"Jiang Niangzi, the people in the village say that you inherited the Chen family's medical skills and cured your uncle, I want to ask you to treat Yanyan, she is not humanly tortured now."

Chen Mengtian finished eating the pastry in his hand, looking at Wang Zhu's nervous and expectant face, with a faint and gentle smile on his face.

"Sister Yanyan, I don't know what's wrong with her body?"

Wang Zhu raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, "Yanyan has been talked about by some people in the village because she can't have children, they talk too badly, Yanyan doesn't like to go out anymore, she is now taking medicine to regulate her body, but her body is losing weight day by day."

You also saw it today, she is now sick and almost out of shape, and she has not seen any improvement after taking medicine, I know that Mrs. Jiang has not yet married Brother Jiang, but if there is a little way, I will not ask you for a girl who is not married. ”

The reason why he wanted to stop talking to Chen Mengtian before was because she was not married and did not understand the affairs of men and women.

Hearing Wang Zhu's words, Chen Mengtian ate the Bazhen Cake and Pastry in his hand in one bite.

She smiled at Wang Zhu, "What should I do, what a big deal, I also saw Sister Yanyan's face a little pale this morning, she was depressed, not only couldn't have children, but also suffered all kinds of pressure."

Sister Yanyan has been like this for at least a month or so, and if she continues like this, let alone having children, I'm afraid that her body will collapse. ”

Wang Zhu listened, gritted his teeth, and the red blood in his eyes was revealed.

Knowing that this man was worried about his own lady, Chen Mengtian soothed: "You don't have to worry too much, I'll go with you and check Sister Yanyan's pulse." ”

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The results are not very good, but I will still persevere, I didn't expect it to be like this.

A toll collector has run out, an uncomfortable batch.