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Mrs. Ji's illness has tormented her for seven years, and the doctors in the big and small medical halls in Chong'an City have all been invited to see her, but no one can say why.

Even Dr. Zhong of the Wuzhitang Medical Center, the most famous in Chong'an City, said that Mrs. Ji was hopeless.

was cured by Ye Qing, a yellow-haired girl who was unknown.

They still use magical medical skills that they have never heard of, which makes people surprised.

And Dr. Zhong, who has opened the hospital for 30 years today, is closing the door of the hospital at this time, lying on the bamboo bed and turning over and unable to sleep.

In the end, he lifted the thin quilt with a calm face, reached out for the small teapot, and took a sip of herbal tea.

His expression was complicated and uncertain, and he called a guy who had been listening to the news in the crowd outside the gate of Ji Mansion during the day.

"That fat girl and her little husband really cured Mrs. Ji?" The whites of his eyes were obviously more in the whites of his eyes, staring at the guy and asking.

The young man glanced at Dr. Zhong cautiously, lowered his voice and replied, "I heard that Mrs. Na Ji has woken up today, and she has also talked a lot to the Zhou family.

Now it has been spread all over the city, saying that Qian Junbao's lady is a personal disciple of the South China Sea Shenni, and her medical skills can catch up with the medicine king of the Medicine King Valley. ”

"Didn't you say that Mrs. Ji's stomach was cut open? It's fine today, do you believe this kind of nonsense? ”

"It's true." The young man stepped forward and poured him tea, and then continued:

Master Zhou also said that within seven days, his sister would be able to get out of bed and walk around, and then he would open a flowing water seat in the Drunken Immortal Residence for a day.

Even if the old man doesn't believe in Ye Qing's medical skills, but Old Man Zhou won't joke about this kind of thing. ”

Hearing this, Dr. Zhong was stunned, frowned and thought, "So that fat girl really cured Mrs. Ji?"

This is impossible, the old man has lived to sixty, and he has never seen a person's stomach cut open, and he can live again. ”

"But it's really true, the people in the Ji Mansion are all dancing with their eyebrows, and they have noses and eyes.

And I heard about ...... Mrs. Qian also used a fairy-like method to turn water into ice. And taught this immortal art to Master Zhou? ”

"What? There is such a thing. Dr. Zhong was shocked.

"I don't know if it's true or not, but the little one hasn't seen it with his own eyes after all. But I heard that the aunt of the Zhou family also went to the Ji Mansion, and from a small point of view, it is true that Mrs. Ji is getting better. ”

"It seems that there must be something I can't think of that that fat girl has solved."

Doctor Zhong seemed to have guessed something, he pointed to the guy and said, "You go and inquire again, and see how Mrs. Ji's stomach was closed?" ”

The man soon went out, and Dr. Zhong sat up, thinking quietly like a stone statue.

Dr. Chung has been immersed in medicine for many years, and is particularly interested in some incurable diseases.

It's a pity that some of the diseases he has learned and encountered over the years are often helpless for diseases that he feels can be cured.

Not long after he first studied medicine, he heard that there was a miracle doctor named Hua Tuo more than 1,000 years ago, who could open the skull and scrape the bones......

It's a pity that his mastery was lost later, could it be that Mrs. Qian also learned that kind of medical skills?

What a disciple of the South China Sea Shenni, it must be a gimmick.

He won't believe it.

Dr. Zhong came back to his senses, frowning, and his expression was unwavering.

He is just waiting for an answer now, if the answer is what he thinks, then there is hope for the things he has quietly done with Master Du behind his back in the past few years!

……

Ye Qing slept until night this night, obviously she didn't drink the soothing soup brought by Qian Junbao, but she still slept deeply.

When I woke up, I felt that in addition to my neck being a little hard, my whole person's mental state was not bad.

Qian Junbao was not in the house, but a candle had been lit, and the bedroom was not dark.

"Winter Clouds...... Winter clouds! Ye Qing shouted and sat up from the edge of the bed.

She tapped her left hand on her right neck, and soon Dongyun walked in.

"Young lady, what are your orders?" Dong Yun walked in, and Dong Ling actually followed behind her, still holding a basin of water in her hand.

"Oh, I want you to come over and give me a pinch on the shoulders and neck."

At this time, Dong Ling said with a smile: "Young lady, the young master ordered that as soon as you wake up, I will bring you water to wash your face, and then please eat in the house." ”

Ye Qing was slightly stunned and nodded, "What time is it now, have you all eaten?" ”

"It's a moment!" Dong Yun walked over, handed Ye Qing's coat and said.

"It's so late." It's already past 9 o'clock in the evening, and I've slept long enough this night, no wonder I'm hungry.

Dong Ling handed over the fragrant, wrung out handkerchief, and Ye Qing wiped his face.

"After a while, the slave and maid will come with the food." As soon as Ye Qing's face was wiped, Dong Ling said a word and went out with his hands and feet.

"Where's my father-in-law?" After Ye Qing sat down, he asked.

"Young Master Bao said that his friends invited him and went out, and he won't come back until late." Dongyun began to gently massage Ye Qing's shoulders.

"Oh, with a little force, you're grabbing a little bit." Ye Qing moved his neck slightly and said.

……

The next morning, Ye Qing made a few Cantonese breakfasts.

The people in Qingzhu Courtyard felt good after eating it, and Dongyun wanted to learn to make radish cakes with Ye Qing.

Ye Qing did not refuse, and by the way, he asked her to take some more white radish, saying that she was going to make pickled radishes to eat.

Originally, she wanted to take out a little bit of the beautiful radish in the space and use it, and the pickled radish made made tasted better.

However, this kind of radish is not available on the market, and she didn't go out today, so it was hard to explain, so she gave up.

Ye Qing and Dongyun peeled the radish in the courtyard, and after a while, they basked the cut radish strips in the sun for a day, and they could soak them in the evening.

Qian Junbao and Qian Rusheng were sitting not far from them, chatting about the upcoming opening of the bookstore.

At this moment, a man dressed as a guy was brought in by Qian Shanbo.

The young man first greeted Qian Junbao, and then said respectfully: "Young Master Bao, the little one is a guy from Qian Ji Ruisheng Hall in the east of the city."

Last night, a customer asked for a pound of dried abalone, but this morning they came to make trouble, saying that the abalone in our store is fake.

After checking with the guests, the shopkeeper went to the warehouse to check and found that most of the dried abalone in it were fake.

The shopkeeper sent the little one to hurry over and find Young Master Bao. ”

Qian Junbao was taken aback, and then asked, "How can this be?" ”

The young man shook his head: "I don't know the specific story, but I heard that it seems that there is not only a fake abalone in the shop of Ruisheng Hall."

Now there was a mess in the shop, and in the morning the customer said he was going to poke it all out. The shopkeeper Hua was afraid that the matter would be known to them, so he hurriedly asked the little one to come over and ask the second young master to come over and take a look. ”

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