"No money?" Shu Yin cut her hands behind her back and looked at Deng Hao.

How could they have a lot of money on the way to escape?

Deng Hao was speechless, "I will make a note, and when we return to the northwest, we will naturally present the consultation fee." ”

"And the touch fee."

Deng Hao: ......

It seems that what should I do if I bite this ghost doctor to death?

Deng Hao spread out the pen and paper and prepared to write the note, Shu Yin spoke again, "Normally, I charge 1,000 oceans for diagnosis, but Yan Shaoshuai, the injury is too serious, and his identity is too expensive, so the consultation fee will be tripled, plus the touch fee, a total of 5,000 oceans." ”

Deng Hao opened his mouth wide: ......

You don't go to rob it!

Shu Yin glanced at him coldly, "What, don't you want to give?" Hmph, if you don't want to, I promise he won't wake up. ”

Deng Hao was almost mad at her, his teeth creaked, and he breathed hard to keep himself from getting angry.

Shu Yin snorted twice, things have come to this point, the fake marriage agreement they signed before can't be fulfilled, if you don't take the opportunity to get it back, where can you be worthy of giving this goods twice in vain!

Deng Hao is angry, it is important to save the young marshal, money is not a problem.

He wrote down an IOU of five thousand oceans with a brush, threw it to Shu Yin, and said angrily, "Here you go, but if the young marshal doesn't wake up, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

Shu Yin glanced at him coldly, "Who are you?" ”

Deng Hao was glared at by her familiar gaze, and inexplicably felt a cold wind pouring into his neck, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Shu Yin snorted, took the IOU and glanced at it, "Go find an ink." As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards Yan Xiaoji's house.

Ink?

Deng Hao was so angry that he lost his temper and went to find ink in frustration.

Fortunately, this is Mrs. Tang's courtyard, and there are pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Deng Hao sent the ink to Shu Yin, and watched her take Yan Xiaoji's finger and press five finger prints on the IOU.

From the thumb to the little thumb, not a single finger is spared.

Seeing Deng Hao almost roll his eyes, he was angry!

The young marshal was seriously injured, but he seemed to be forced to sign a deed of sale.

Shu Yin looked at the five finger prints, hum, you can't repay the debt now, right?

I knew that I would also bring the fake marriage agreement to him and put his fingerprint.

Well, of course not, it will reveal the identity.

Shu Yin folded the IOU and stuffed it into the pocket of her clothes, "You call the doctor in." ”

When the doctor came in, he saw her with a silver needle.

"Ghost doctor, is this to give the young marshal a needle?"

Shu Yin smiled, "Well, look at how good I am, I will also be sent for acupuncture after surgery." ”

The doctor was inexplicably a little panicked.

"I left two hanging bottles, and the doctor looked at them, and there were some anti-inflammatory drugs, so I gave them to him on time. The shrapnel was taken out, and he couldn't die so tough. ”

"Good. That...... What is acupuncture for? ”

It's not a TCM Tongmai.

Shu Yin held the silver needle and smiled, "The Belt and Road." ”

The doctor is confused, I don't know what the Belt and Road is, is the meridian all connected?

Shu Yin squatted down, the needle shook, and with the other hand, she lifted Yan Xiaoji's shirt to reveal her strong skin, and couldn't help but reach out and wipe it, well, it felt elastic and textured.

When the needle is raised, it is the needle.

Deng Hao, who followed up, saw his eyebrows jump.

Fortunately, the young marshal passed out, otherwise he wouldn't be shocked to be pierced like this.

After Shu Yin finished tying up, Yan Xiaoji's complexion gradually returned to ruddy, and the doctor opened his mouth in surprise, "Wow, ghost doctor, your Chinese medicine acupuncture is good." ”

Shu Yin proudly collected the needle, the acupuncture method that she had just learned from the newly acquired book, she could finally try it, it was not bad, the guy who lost too much blood had blood in one round.

Deng Hao didn't understand medical skills, but he could see that Yan Xiaoji's breath was smooth.

Shu Yin stood up, put away the silver needle, and smiled slightly, "I'm kind, right?" ”

Deng Hao nodded vigorously, and suddenly, his mind flashed, and he looked at Shu Yin with wide eyes, "Ghost doctor, your silver needle is so familiar." ”