After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 370
While speaking, the shopkeeper looked at Wei Xiang with extremely sincere eyes, hoping that he would allow him to try it.

But when I turned around and thought about it again, it was really a declining world.

That so-called miraculous doctor was paid thousands of dollars to invite him to go.

My own medical skills are better than him, but I still have to ask someone to let him go here.

This person is just Wei Xiang, and it is definitely impossible for him to be like this.

But listening to his words always felt strange, for some reason, he always felt that these words did not sound like a doctor speaking to him, but rather like a woman speaking to him.

Let him elope with this woman.

It's just too weird.

But he still tried his best to let himself ignore the weirdness in his heart, and nodded.

I just don't know how he will prove his medical skills to himself.

Seeing that Wei Xiang finally nodded in agreement, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he agreed, otherwise he really didn't know how to persuade Wei Xiang.

But the most important thing now is to prove his medical skills to him, otherwise, even if he is willing to let him go to see a doctor for his lady, it will be useless to go by himself.

Thinking about it, he reached out and patted Wei Xiang.

"Go and prove my medical skills."

As he spoke, he walked out of the inn first and walked outside.

For some reason, Wei Xiang suddenly felt that he saw the shadow of Jiu Qi from the shopkeeper.

But now it is better to see how his medical skills are.

Wei Xiang lifted his heels up.

But the shopkeeper didn't take him to any medical clinic, but sat at a noodle stall instead.

Looking at the bowls on the stall, they were exactly the same as the bowls he used to eat noodles yesterday. It seemed that the shopkeeper bought the noodles here.

"What are you doing here?"

Wei Xiang asked curiously.

The shopkeeper patted the seat next to him and motioned Wei Xiang to sit down.

"You went out in a hurry this morning, and you haven't eaten at noon, so eat first and then go to prove my medical skills to you."

Wei Xiang didn't expect this person to be so careful.

I haven't eaten yet, so I just sit down and have a meal.

Wei Xiang walked over and sat down beside him.

Needless to say, the hawker was quick to serve up two bowls of noodles.

"Hurry up and eat."

The shopkeeper pushed the two bowls of noodles in front of Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang was not too polite, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat with big mouthfuls.

The taste of this noodle stall is pretty good, otherwise the shopkeeper wouldn't have been eating here for so long.

The shopkeeper just sat and watched him eat.

Wei Xiang quickly finished two bowls of noodles, then turned to look at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper knew what he meant and yelled at the peddler.

"Uncle Lin, keep it in the account."

The person called Uncle Lin nodded, and then the shopkeeper got up and took Wei Xiang along with him.

Wei Xiang didn't know where he was going to take her, but at this moment he had no choice but to go with him.

Following the shopkeeper's seven turns and eight turns, I feel that I am getting more and more sideways.

If he saw that the shopkeeper's hands were powerless, he would wonder if this person was going to abduct himself to a remote place and sell himself.

The shopkeeper turned his head to look at Wei Xiang, and said, "Follow me."

The shopkeeper led him to a dilapidated house, which looked like no one lived there.

But the dust on the ground doesn't look like no one lives there.

Wei Xiang turned her head and looked at the shopkeeper with puzzled eyes, wondering why he brought her here?
"This is the slum in Cloud City, where many lonely and sick people gather."

"There are many patients here. Not only can I prove my medical skills to you, but I can also cure diseases and save lives, and create some blessings. I can kill two birds with one stone."

Wei Xiang nodded, there are many patients here, it is indeed a good place.

The two walked in together.

I saw a lot of people lying in a mess inside, but there was no sound.

The entire room full of loopholes seemed lifeless.

If it weren't for their moving chests, it would even make people think that this place is a place to bury corpses.

The shopkeeper walked in carrying the hem of his clothes so as not to step on his own.

Inside, everyone was lying on a thin blanket and covered with a thin quilt.

He knelt down and patted one of them on the shoulder.

After the man was woken up, he was still a little sluggish, looking at the shopkeeper with sleepy eyes.

I don't know what this well-dressed gentleman is here for.

This is where a group of sick and dead ghosts would stay, and they wouldn't even visit a bird on weekdays.

Today, suddenly a gentleman came.

"My lord, what's the matter here?"

He really couldn't figure out why he came here for the Lord.

After all, I don't want to come with Ben on weekdays, and I feel unlucky.

Wei Xiang also followed him and knelt down beside him.

This person looked seriously ill, and his whole face was blue.

Judging by his appearance, it seems that he will not live long.

Wei Xiang glanced at the shopkeeper, wondering how he would treat it.

The shopkeeper didn't have any ink marks, so he picked up the hand of the person lying on the ground and began to feel the pulse.

Close your eyes and feel his pulse carefully.

Wei Xiang just looked at him silently without disturbing him.

The shopkeeper opened his eyes and let go of the patient's hand.

"Grandpa, do you feel sick all the time, go to the latrine a lot, and your whole body is swollen?"

The uncle lying on the ground nodded with difficulty.

"Yes, that's it."

"This gentleman, are you a doctor?"

The shopkeeper nodded, indicating that he was.

The uncle lying on the ground suddenly seemed to see the savior, and a beam of light burst out in his eyes.

"Langzhong, you save me, you must save me, I don't want to die yet."

The uncle struggled to get up from the ground and pulled the shopkeeper's sleeve, hoping that he could save himself.

Death is so terrible that most people don't want to die.

The shopkeeper comforted him: "Don't worry old man, you won't die so soon."

Won't you die like this?

"Does that mean I'm still going to die?"

The uncle stared at the shopkeeper and asked.

"Everyone is mortal, but don't worry, old man, I can give you a prescription to delay your pain."

"Although I can't cure your illness, you won't die so easily. If you take good care of it, you can die of old age."

The shopkeeper comforted me.

Only then did the uncle's eyes burst out with the light of hope again.

"really?"

The shopkeeper nodded heavily: "Really."

When he felt his pulse just now, he already knew what kind of illness this old man was suffering from.

Ask about the symptoms of the uncle again, and he is more sure what disease the uncle has.

It should be congenital heart failure.

This heart failure will leave him unable to lift his strength and breathe.

There is basically no cure for this disease.

(End of this chapter)