Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 133 You quack doctor
Chen Le received the gaze and patted his head, "Oh, I remembered the reason why I vomited blood just now, it seems to be because of yesterday's medicine.

Now that it's calmed down, I'll show you the pulse again. "

The pretending pulse taker took a look and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it really is a problem with the medicinal materials, Young Master Yan, your health is very good! No poison, no poison!"

Under Yan Qingchen's cold threat, Le Le changed his results against his conscience.

Xiao Nuannuan heard the scolding, "Hey, you quack doctor! Did you not study medicine well at all!"

Che Le scratched his head, "I'm just groping for it. The road to medicine is long, and I will search up and down."

"Hmph!" Xiao Nuannuan got angry and took away the medicine bowl, "Brother Qingchen, we won't drink his medicine in the future. He is so stupid, he must not be able to heal people!"

Yan Qingchen looked at the angry little kitten, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She said very fondly, "Okay, I won't drink his medicine anymore. I'll take you back when I rest for two days and my injury is almost healed."

Before dinner, Xiao Nuannuan looked at the small stove obediently, sniffing her nose, smelling the smell of chicken soup frantically.

Chi Le was chopping firewood beside her, and saw that she was greedy like a puppy.

So he kindly said, "If you want to drink, I will serve you a bowl."

Xiao Nuannuan shook her head, "I can't drink it, and neither can you, I have to save it for the sick, Brother Qingchen is sick!!"

Jiang Le pointed at himself, in disbelief, "That's a chicken I raised with traditional Chinese medicine!"

Xiao Nuannuan pretended not to hear, and continued fanning the fire diligently with her little head buried.

For dinner, seeing that the whole pot of chicken soup was almost poured into Xiao Nuan Nuan's mouth, he didn't even drink a sip of chicken soup.

You are so angry!

"Didn't it mean that patients can only drink it?"

Xiao Nuannuan, "Yes, brother Qingchen is a patient, and I am a child, you should respect the sick and love the young!"

Reasonable and well-founded, he vomited blood happily.

Yan Qingchen listened to her small mouth, with a bit of warmth in his eyes, he patted her head.

Che Le went to clean up the dishes cursing.

He didn't pick up a little white mouse here, he obviously picked up two ancestors.

One dare not fight, one cannot fight!

The sky darkened slightly, and Xiao Nuannuan lay on Yan Qingchen's lap, a little bored.

Touching the red string on his wrist, "I have already saved three teeth! After I finish replacing my teeth, can I string them together?"

Yan Qingchen lowered his eyes and saw the white and cute little teeth hanging on his hands, his brows and eyes became more moist.

"Probably possible!"

Xiao Nuannuan grinned happily, "I gave you so many teeth, you have to keep them well, don't lose them.

Yes, to hang for a lifetime.When you get old and your teeth fall out, this tooth will be replaced for you. "

"Okay!" Yan Qingchen promised, touched the hanging baby teeth, and smiled faintly.

The room was filled with warmth, when suddenly the door was pushed open.

Qian Le rushed in in a hurry, "It's not good, someone came to the door!"

Glancing at Yan Qingchen, "A dozen or so came here, all with guns, can you beat them?"

Yan Qingchen glanced at his body, a little helpless, and asked, "What do you think?"

Looking at the large and small wounds on his body, there seemed to be blood oozing.

Feeling hopeless, "I can't watch it, let's hide!"

Then they pushed the firewood shed behind them and opened the cellar, "This used to be a cellar, you go down and hide."

Xiao Nuannuan followed Yan Qingchen down, and before she could speak, the lid was closed.

"It's so dark!" He reached out and grabbed Yan Qingchen's sleeve with all his strength.

Yan Qingchen squatted down and hugged her, "Don't be afraid!" Xiao Nuannuan simply curled up in Yan Qingchen's arms.

"Brother Qingchen, if those scoundrels come, will they beat Chen Le to death?"

"No, Ping Le is just a country doctor and has no enmity with them."

A rich imagination was carried out in the little head, "Then, then, will Ping Le also tell the big villain if I give him a daughter-in-law.

He sold us? "I have already imagined the plot of the dog's legs asking for a daughter-in-law in my mind.

Bai Le on the ground was hugging the railing outside the wooden house, watching a dozen arrogant gangsters with murderous looks ramming around in the house.

"You are the only one here?" The person who led the question was about in his early twenties, and there was an obvious tattoo on his chin, which seemed to be a three-character.

Xie Le nodded his head weakly and helplessly.

"Ah, yes, it's just me! Are you looking for a doctor?"

Ping Le continued to hug the railing outside the house, "I don't charge much, as long as you can introduce me a wife.

But let me tell you first, the kind that is good-looking and well-educated! "As he talked, he became silly and happy.

"How did I hear that you saved two people a few days ago?"

Jiang Le's throat tightened, and he panicked, "Is there?"

The voice was weak, and seemed a little scared.

Looking around, "You probably heard it wrong, there are so many people in this barren mountain.

Saving people was all done the year before last, and he was still a hunter. "

The man grabbed his neck and dragged him in forcefully, "How can you use two teacups when you live alone?"

Ping Le panicked when he saw it, and he didn't know how to explain it.

I remembered that squeamish little girl had to exchange two cups for drinking water.

Hastily said, "Water, it's too hot, hang it out and drink it."

The man leaned over and grabbed the medicine bowl and smelled it, "Is this medicine? What kind of medicine are you brewing?" He looked around vigilantly.

"Oh, this is the tonic I developed, brother, why don't you try it?

If you are sick, you will be cured, if you are not sick, you will strengthen your body, and you will feel better after eating! "Raise an eyebrow at the man, as if you understand.

The man snorted, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anyone for a while.

"Then you drink!"

"I, I..." Yang Le said with a bitter face, "Brother, this can't work, I don't have a wife!"

"Drink!" The man pointed at the medicine bowl with his gun, and stepped on the small stool.

"If you don't drink it, it will only prove that this is not a tonic!"

Due to the coercion, Jiang Le had no choice but to drink it in one gulp, frowning while holding the medicine bowl.

Squeezing out a smile, "This, I must believe it!"

The rest of the people turned around, but after finding nothing, they whispered a few words to the man in the lead.

The man walked over and patted Qian Le on the shoulder, "If you see our Young Marshal Yan, please let me know."

Che Le almost blurted out and asked if they were from the Yan family.

He remembered when he sent them to the cellar just now.Yan Qingchen instructed, "Don't say anyone is here when your own father is here!"

"Sir, can the young commander come to my place for medical treatment? There are so many big hospitals in the city?"

Immediately, he made a gossip, "Could it be that your young commander is not very good, so you need my tonic?"

He patted his chest and said, "My tonic is very effective. If you need it, you can buy one and get one free!"

Seeing that there was nothing cheating, the man turned around unwillingly and left.

Qian Le chased after two steps, and said loudly, "Remember to tell your young commander, if you are sick, seek medical treatment in time, if it doesn't work, it's not a serious problem!"

He stared at them from afar and walked away, when he suddenly heard an immature voice behind him, "No, what is the disease?"

Che Le secretly thought that it was not good, turned around and saw that cold and stern face, and almost couldn't breathe.

Just because someone is alive now doesn't mean he will live a long life.

(End of this chapter)