"Your lady should drink more hot water and soak in the hot spring water, which can relieve your lady's stomach pain!" Ye Qianlong gently put the brush in his hand in the pen holder, then raised his head and said to Mr. Pei.

When Mr. Pei heard the master's solution, he happily pulled his wife's palm, held hands, and gently kissed his wife's slightly pale face.

"Do you hear that? Let's go home and I'll help you take a bath! Mr. Pei helped the pregnant woman, pulled away the chair in front of the pregnant woman, and helped her away step by step.

However, when he walked to the door of the store, he remembered that he had not paid for the fortune telling, so he hurriedly took out a stack of money from his pocket, trotted forward, ran to Ye Qianlong, and handed Ye Qianlong a stack of money.

Ye Qianlong kept saying no, but Mr. Pei seemed to be in a very good mood, and forced Ye Qianlong to show his gratitude.

The couple left the fortune-telling shop, and only Ye Fan and Ye Qianlong, father and son, were left in the entire shop.

Ye Qianlong looked at the stack of about 10,000 yuan on the table, he always felt faintly uncomfortable in his heart, and his kind heart became tormented, and then he turned his head ......to look at Ye Fan, who was gnawing on melon seeds, and asked.

"Stinky boy, don't sit there and eat melon seeds, I just calculated right?" Ye Qianlong was sitting on the bamboo strip on the back of the fortune-telling chair, and asked Ye Fan seriously.

Perhaps, Ye Qianlong always felt uneasy in his heart, and once again looked at the door of the empty store, the direction in which the couple who loved each other left.

"You just calculated the pregnant woman quite accurately, she is indeed too cold." Ye Fan used his index finger and thumb to pick up a melon seed from the fruit bowl on the table, put it in his mouth and gently swallowed it, and threw the melon shell into the trash.

"Really? Haha, it seems that fortune tellers will have to read medical books in the future to face all the incurable diseases! When Ye Qianlong heard Ye Fan's answer, his obviously melancholy brows were instantly relieved, and the whole person smiled very brightly, as if he was glad that a patient had solved the problem of life.

"If you know how to heal, I guess you can't accurately explain the cause of her just fortune telling!" Ye Fan glanced at the melon shell waste lying in the garbage can, and replied.

"Ah, why?" The corners of Ye Qianlong's bright mouth with a smile paused, he couldn't understand what Ye Fan's words meant, after reading more medical books, why couldn't he judge the physical symptoms of the pregnant woman just now?

"Her stomach is getting more and more painful, not because of her body, but because the child in her belly is stillborn! A dead baby naturally makes her stomach ache every day! Ye Fan picked up another melon seed from the fruit bowl, knocked off the melon shell, and was chewing the kernel with relish.

The melon seeds and kernels stir-fried with milk have a faint milk taste, and when eaten in the mouth, it makes the taste particularly pleasant.

"What! Stillbirth! Ye Qianlong, who was sitting on the fortune-telling chair, exclaimed, he hurriedly looked in the direction of the gate, looking at the stool in front of him that had been sat by a pregnant woman.

Staring at the big eyes, I recalled in my mind the appearance of the young woman who had just held a slightly bulging belly.

"Stinky boy, why didn't you remind me just now! I took them for it! Ye Qianlong picked up a stack of money on the table in a distraught manner, and scolded Ye Fan, who was leisurely sipping melon seeds.

"Remind you what to do, you are not wrong, she drinks more boiled water and takes more hot baths, which can indeed reduce stomach pain, accelerate stomach blood circulation, and reduce stomach pain!" Ye Fan's indifferent gaze shifted from the fruit bowl to the face of Ye Qianlong, who was in a state of distraction, and then spoke.

"Stinky boy, strong words, I mean why don't you tell me, the pregnant woman in the womb is stillborn, if the baby is born, the woman finds out that it is a stillborn, then she is not in pain, a woman who has just become a mother, obviously happy events become funerals, then she is not crazy on the spot!!" Ye Qianlong stood up from the chair and felt hot sweat slip down his neck and back, wetting the white coat that was clinging to the waistband of his trousers.

Ye Qianlong couldn't tell whether it was hot sweat or cold sweat scared by the imaginary picture in his mind.

Anyway, Ye Qianlong felt that his body was no longer so hot, and the hot air was also cooling down rapidly.

Ye Qianlong, who was panicked, walked quickly from the left side of the store to the right, and then repeatedly, he looked at the dazzling scorching sun at the gate in distraught.

"That's what happens to them later." Ye Fan sat on the cool wooden chair, straightened his feet on Erlang's legs, changed to a comfortable position, and continued to pick up a melon seed from the round fruit bowl and continue to knock leisurely.

When Ye Qianlong heard Ye Fan's bland answer, he was immediately annoyed, walked up to Ye Fan, directly picked up the round fruit plate on the table, and then put it on the table with a heavy 'bump'.

And said: "Stinky boy, I found that you have changed, and there are some places that make me feel that you are strange. ”

"What about your kindness? What about your loyalty? You've changed! Ye Qianlong looked down at his son, and his whole popularity was ruined, like a thief who stole something, and suddenly his conscience found out, and he was angry after fidgeting.

This anger naturally migrated to Ye Fan, who was indifferent and silently looked at all the experiences.

However, did Ye Qianlong really say something wrong?

Ye Fan was pointed out by Ye Qianlong in front of him that he had become unfamiliar, which made Ye Fan pause and muttered to himself, "Have I changed?" ”

The melon seeds placed in the middle of the upper and lower rows of teeth were stunned and did not break the kernels by external force.

Ye Fan's handsome brows furrowed together, he looked down at his crossed Erlang legs, and fell into deep thought.

"Hmph, you should think that you are a fortune-telling fairy, right, you can ignore the ups and downs of despising us ordinary people, and the hardships of life, right?" Ye Qianlong looked at Ye Fan, who had grown up since he was a child, and originally inherited his kind and loyal heart, when did he change.

Could it be that because they have learned to tell fortunes, mastered the thread of fate, and can browse and read their future, they have become proud, comfortable, and arrogant?

Ye Fan looked at Ye Qianlong, who had an annoyed face and his face turned slightly red because of anger, muttered to himself again, and asked in a soft voice, "Have I really changed?" ”

This voice is asking Ye Qianlong, and it is also asking Ye Fan's own heart!

"Yes, you've changed! Also, don't eat at noon or at night! Ye Qianlong looked at the stack of money on the table, his face was hot and painful, and he always felt that his mood was getting worse and worse, and he was getting worse and worse.

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