After reconciling and leaving, the miraculous doctor princess turned wild in the whole capital

Chapter 180

Shu Raoliang said: "Although I don't know much about medicine, your husband's injury has been dragging on for a long time, and the intestines in his stomach are rotten, so this kind of disease can't be contracted, so it's embarrassing for Doctor An to come here now? "

An Fupei nodded.

Cassia Ming's injury was really troublesome, because pancreatic enzyme was smeared in the knife. The key is that the time was too long. In the beginning, it hurt the intestines, but after a long time, other organs were involved and gradually failed.

When An Fupei broke into Cai's mansion at night, Cassia's intestines had already been corroded. After three days, the condition must have gotten worse.

Cao Xiao'e clenched her fists tightly and said, "As long as Doctor An agrees to take action, if the cure fails, Xiao'e will never blame you, only... I can only kill Du Gui to prove my innocence."

"Ah?!" Du Gui swayed, his face pale.

An Fupei glanced at Du Gui, knowing that he was most afraid of death.

An Fupei smiled, "Don't worry, you're not ready to die yet."

Du Guixi said: "Doctor An promised to save my brother?"

"Even if you can't save him, let him take a breath and clear up your grievances for the two of you."

An Fupei quite likes Cao Xiao'e's small personality, and it hurts her heart to be doubted for no reason by the man she loves so much.

She waved to Cao Xiaoe, "Come with me."

Ask Du Gui again, "Call Zheng Chaozong and the others over. Especially Master Huang who is lighting the fire in the kitchen."

The master Huang who started the fire was Huang Hongbin, a well-known bruise pharmacist in Binzhou who had a leg broken by Yaowanggu.

He had been looking forward to the fall of Yaowanggu for a long time.

An Fupei came to the hall, and saw people from Yaowanggu resting in disorder in the hall. They were eating steamed buns, and many of them choked.

Sure enough, they were very depressed, not to mention the blood stains on their bodies, and they couldn't even care about their manners. Some people sat on the ground, and some leaned against the wall. They all looked frightened and exhausted.

Sitting in the middle of the hall, Ji Ruhou still retained some majesty as the master, but just as Huahong said, with two big dark circles under his eyes and drooping old flesh on his face, he seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

Ji Ruhou was holding a steamed bun in his hand, cursing.

An Fupei didn't look at him carefully, but looked around the hall, and found Cassia lying on the stretcher on the ground.

Cassia's breathing was shallow, his entire belly trembled slightly, his face was withered and black, feces leaked from the wound, and an unspeakable stench permeated the hall.

An Fupei withdrew her gaze and walked into the hall.

Ji Ruhou raised his head, rolled his eyes at An Fupei, his expression was complicated, resentful and aggrieved, his old eyes rolled around, he stood up again, cupped his hands at An Fupei, and said stiffly: "Doctor An really has some skills, It was the old man who underestimated you before."

Ji Ruhou only said one sentence and then stopped. For him, this sentence already meant that he let go of his dignity.

An Fupei smiled, this old fox evaded the important, and only acknowledged her medical skills, but did not talk about the bet, trying to renege on the bet, but fortunately, he had made a document at that time, and he could not relinquish it even if he wanted to.

An Fupei walked to the main seat and sat down, "It's easy to say, easy to say, this time, Mr. Ji, you lose in this bet."

"You!" Ji Ruhou rolled his eyes, "I haven't seen Du Gui yet."

An Fupei said calmly, "You'll see him in a while."

Ji Ruhou's face became more gloomy, he put down the steamed bun in his hand, and swallowed with difficulty, "Doctor An, you are still young, and you don't understand the principle of taking it when you see it."

He wanted to persuade An Fupei to give up the bet.

But how could An Fupei let him get what he wanted, not for herself, but for the sake that there would be no next Huang Hongbin, the next Du Gui, or the next Cao Xiaoe.

"Mr. Ji, you are not getting any younger, don't you also understand the truth of being a human being?"

At this time, Du Gui came back.

Huang Hongbin, the doctor in charge of Anze Medicine Hall and several disciples also came to Wangqiu Courtyard.

Ji Ruhou saw that Du Gui moved freely, and there was no trace of injury. Ji Ruhou's complexion became even worse, and he glared at Du Gui, his lips trembling twice, "Rebel!"

Although these two words did not make a sound, they could be discerned from the shape of their lips.

Du Gui's complexion also darkened, and he bowed his hands and saluted as an apprentice, "Master." Then he walked to the side and stood up, but he didn't stand in the queue of Yaowanggu, but moved closer to An Fupei.

An Fupei pointed to Huang Hongbin and asked Ji Ruhou, "Mr. Ji, do you still remember this Master Huang?"

Ji Ruhou glanced at Huang Hongbin up and down, saw that his teeth were crumbling, his appearance was haggard, and there was nothing special about him. He thought Huang Hongbin was a patient he had treated.

Ji Ruhou stroked his beard, with a smile on his face, and said proudly, "I have treated so many patients, how can I remember all of them."

Huang Hongbin tugged at the corners of Fengshuang's bitter lips, "Sure enough, the perpetrator won't remember the victim's name and face."

"That's right," Huang Hongbin said sadly, "I've changed a lot from the appearance of a wandering person. I don't have the complacency I used to have. Those days when I had a wife and children, it's like a dream when I think about it now."

Everyone couldn't bear to hear his miserable words.

Wei Ji Ruhou was indifferent, even a little indifferent.

It seems that Huang Hongbin is not a patient he has treated.

If it's not a patient, it's just a fellow man who once lost him in a bet.

An Fupei introduced: "This old Mr. Huang is from Nanbinzhou. He was originally a martial artist and opened a medical clinic. Later, he lost a bet with Yaowanggu, and the medical clinic was taken by Yaowanggu. It was confiscated, Mr. Huang was forced to leave his hometown, his son was killed by thieves on the way, and his wife went crazy to death."

When An Fupei was talking about this past event, Huang Hongbin couldn't help but a drop of muddy tears came out of his eyes, and Zou Yang, who had almost the same experience, also had red eye sockets.

Ji Ruhou didn't have any sympathy at all, "He lost the bet, which means that he is not as good as others. The bet contract was signed before the bet, and the old man just wants a medical clinic for him."

Standing opposite Ji Ruhou, Huang Hongbin trembled violently.

An Fupei clapped her hands and said: "Well said, losing the bet means that I am not as skilled as others. The bet contract was signed before the bet, so I must abide by it, right? Now, Medicine King and I Gu’s bet, Yao Wang Gu lost.”

Feng Shui turns, ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi, now it's Yaowanggu's turn to lose the bet.

Ji Ruhou's old face turned red, "It's unreasonable, how can this be compared! He is just a small medical clinic, and my huge Medicine King Valley, the name of the King of Medicine personally bestowed by the emperor, how can I lose to you!"

Seeing Ji Ruhou's agitated appearance, An Fupei felt a little funny.

Just now when he talked about others, he could be indifferent and follow the law of the jungle.

But when it was his turn, he was reluctant to part with that bit of property.

An Fupei glanced at Ji Ruhou, "What's the difference? Medicine King Valley is your entire property, and the medical center is also Mr. Huang's entire property."

(End of this chapter)