Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

When Wang Ping saw that the baby was seriously stretching out ten fingers, he immediately felt that he was stupid. How could he listen to a three-year-old baby and ask her to treat his illness?

Her own pulse has also been called by the doctor next to her. How can she find out the hidden disease that no one else has discovered?

For a while, he scratched his head, feeling like he was being tricked by the two kids in front of him.

He nestled back on the recliner with a thick quilt behind the counter, his mouth light.

"That little net, cough, you can take it away, you don't need to pay. We won't accompany you, go find other children to play with."

Duan Lu's ten little fingers were still frozen there, and a voice had already been sent to the little frog in his head.

"Hurry up, Master Jinchan, come and help, or your aunt's insect-proof net, your merits will be in vain."

The little frog was vigilant and immediately stepped forward to persuade Wang Ping.

"Amitabha, the shopkeeper."

When Wang Ping heard that the speaker was a monk, although he looked young, he felt some respect out of thin air.

"Little monk, take this baby boy and go. I have never heard of ten steamed buns to cure diseases."

The little frog has a big mouth, and he brought up the tone of his "compassion in the heart" in the temple, and persuaded Wang Ping.

"The shopkeeper doesn't know. Although this baby boy was not born in a medical family, his methods are quite effective in dealing with difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

He thought of the method of infusing spiritual power to dispel pain for people. Although he didn't know how to use it himself, he had heard of it.

The shopkeeper in front of him didn't look like he was going to die of illness, and it didn't take much spiritual power to work.He looked at Du'an Lu, wondering why Du'an Lu didn't treat him directly, but gave him an outrageous prescription like ten steamed buns.

Duan Lu seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and told him close to his ear.

"I don't know much about medical skills. You must know the method I used. When I grabbed his wrist just now, I wanted to pour spiritual power into him directly. It's just that in the market just now, I took it out of space. I have used it too many times, and my dantian is almost dry... This baby boy's body is too small to store much spiritual power. Now I can only..."

The little frog immediately understood, and patted his chest to reassure the shopkeeper.

"Ten steamed buns don't cost much to the shopkeeper. As the saying goes, 'folk remedies cure a serious illness', if it doesn't work, I will compensate you."

Hearing this, Wang Ping stood up.

He didn't care about the money for ten steamed buns, but the Buddhist family in front of him had said so, and he had no reason to refuse.

Opposite his store is a noodle shop, and there are big steamed buns steaming in the pot all day long.

He squeezed out from the side of the counter, said "wait a moment", and then went to the opposite side.

When he came back, he was holding a big package in his hand, and he put it on the counter to show the milk doll, and even Duan Lu let out a wow.

I didn't expect the steamed bun shop in this city to be so simple, a steamed bun was half the size of Du'an Lu's head.

Wang Ping put the steamed buns on the counter, not knowing what kind of miraculous way to eat this kind of stuff to cure the disease, so he said to the milk doll.

"Little baby, the steamed buns are all here. Do you want to use other medicines, or should they be roasted, fried, or dipped in medicinal powder? You tell me, and I will try."

Duan Lu's eyes were all on the white steamed buns, and the heat wafted over the steamed buns, like a small white hand touching Duan Lu's taste buds.

Duan Lu waved to the boss.

"Boss, I need a pot of water!"

Wang Ping fetched another pot of water.

The two were separated by a counter, facing the "medicine" on it.Wang Ping was still thinking about whether to formally set out the paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and ask Du An Lu to write down the folk prescription.

Unexpectedly, the little milk doll first took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from her arms, wiped her hands with water, and then directly ate white steamed buns on the counter.

Wang Ping only said that the baby was hungry, and before giving him the prescription, he ate half a pad to fill his stomach.

It doesn't matter.

Half pulling the white steamed buns as big as a doll's head, the milk dolls are... one after another, with a pot of clean water, the pile of steamed buns in front of him decreased rapidly, and Wang Ping was so frightened that his voice changed.

"You can't eat the doll anymore, one...two...you've eaten six of these, what should you do if you're too full?"

But the milk doll seemed to have not heard at all, its two cheeks were stuffed like a little squirrel in autumn, its small white teeth were chewing vigorously, when it was blushing and its neck was thick, it gulped water and closed its eyes hard He swallowed again with a gulp.

How can a little girl who is clearly fair and chubby eat like a starved ghost reincarnated?If this is a problem, the parents at home can't fight with Wang Ping?Smash his pots into pieces?
While horrified, Duan Lu swallowed his last mouthful, his face full of satisfaction and powerlessness after eating and drinking.Then Wang Ping also walked around from behind the counter to look at the baby's belly, but don't...

Eh?
So many stomachs, how come this stomach is not bulging at all?Where did you eat it?

The little frog also ran over to look, deeply wondering if there was another space in Duan Lu's stomach, specially for pretending to eat.

Duan Lu opened his two small hands, quickly patted the steamed bun residue off his face, and then burped for a long time.

"Hiccup—"

Chew it in your mouth after beating it.

Wang Ping also felt relieved.

"It's fine if it's not broken, count me as a treat, let's go back."

The moment Wang Ping turned around, Du Anlu grabbed his wrist. Wang Ping, a grown man, was almost staggered by the baby's little hand and had to turn around.

"you……"

Before the words were spoken, the place where he was caught began to heat up.Then, as if being poured with warm water from the wrist, the water flowed from the arms to the shoulders and neck, and then ran all over the body.After the warm heat flowed for a circle, the temperature suddenly rose and condensed along the meridian towards the abdomen.

Wang Ping has never experienced this kind of comfort, like soaking people into a warm spring, but it is completely different.

This heat is generated from the blood, and drives the viscera to become active.He felt the heat until a strong current hit his lower body.

Wang Ping couldn't hold back any longer, and took advantage of the baby's free time, and ran to the backyard as fast as he could.

At this time, the little frog also had time to ask Duan Lu in a hurry.

"Shangxian relies on food to restore spiritual power and then infuse it. I understand that. But why did this person run away after treating him?"

Duane Deer Road.

"This person has a disease in his body. He made medicinal wine with poison at will. After drinking it for a long time, a lot of toxins have accumulated in the spirit. These poisons are attached to the meridians. No wonder other doctors can't find the root cause of the disease. Just now I not only used spiritual power Infuse it in, help him ventilate the lungs and detoxify, and stimulate the moisture in his body to circulate downward, expel the poison quickly."