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Chapter 23 Seeking Medical Treatment

"Comrade Cao, I am different from those people you have met."

I lifted the cigarette on my finger and shook it.

"Tomorrow night, I will prepare food and wait for your good wine. I heard that Jinye Winery has 30 years of cellared original wine. Most people can't buy it. I smelled it on the train when I came here. It is indeed good wine. It’s a pity that I didn’t get it to drink, you must be able to get it.”

"Of course I have to keep my words, I beg you!"

Lao Cao shook his head and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Bao Yuqin ran out of the house in a panic and said, "Mr. Xiao Zhou, come and see Qiang Bing and think of a way. How can he be like this?"

When I entered the room and took a look, I saw Huang Mao squatting in the corner like a big mouse, with his head shrunk, squeaking and scratching and biting anyone who came up.

The few villagers who came to help had their hands and faces covered with blood from his scratching, and they did not dare to step forward for a while.

"It doesn't matter this time. It's just that the evil energy has gotten worse and can't be discharged. It's blurred my eyesight and affected my sanity. It's not a big problem."

I comforted Bao Yuqin and walked towards Huang Mao.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou, be careful, he is very fierce."

"Be careful he bites, he's very cruel."

Several villagers reminded me at the same time.

"It doesn't matter, this evil spirit is not worthy of showing off in front of me."

While I was talking, I had already walked to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao's eyes flashed with blood, he jumped up with a ferocious expression, opened his mouth and bit me.

I raised my right hand to hold the top of his head and push him back to the ground.

Huang Mao squatted there obediently, motionless.

Several villagers gasped in surprise.

I rolled up my right sleeve and said, "Bring me a bowl of salt water, just enough to taste the saltiness."

Bao Yuqin hurriedly turned around and ran into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of light salt water. When she handed it to me, she couldn't help but said distressedly: "Do you want to pour it on him? He is covered with injuries, how painful it must be!"

"No, the fundamental purpose of treating outsider diseases is to cure them. How can you treat people until they are half dead like that little Dingxian? Anyone who treats diseases like that is either not good at studying or is a pure liar!"

While I was talking, I raised my right middle finger and dipped it lightly into the bowl.

Huang Mao loses his restraint and jumps up.

I returned my hand in time and flicked it twice quickly, and flicked the salt water on my fingertips into his eyes.

Huang Mao threw his head back and fell to the ground, breathing heavily. His eyes turned to a normal color and he stopped squeaking.

"OK OK!"

Several villagers shouted in unison.

"Okay, let's get on the bed."

I said hello, and several villagers hurried forward and carefully lifted Huang Mao to the bed.

After a while, Tao Danian came back with the medicine he had grabbed. He rubbed it with water and boiled it, and then said to me: "Mr. Xiao Zhou, there is a woman holding a child at your door. She must be here to see a doctor."

As soon as I heard this, I knew that Feng Juan had arrived. After giving an explanation, she turned around and walked out. Bao Yuqin hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed me and said, "Mr. Xiao Zhou, when will you recover? I'm not looking for anyone else. It’s you.”

"It will take about ten days."

"It will take ten more days. What will happen if the strong soldiers in the middle get sick again?"

"As long as he doesn't see mice again, he won't get sick."

"Mr. Xiao Zhou, please think of a way for me. I can't help but watch this rat crawling around."

"You shave his yellow hair, and then come to my house to take some samples. There should be no problem in keeping him safe for the next ten days."

"Hey, hey, I'm going to shave now."

Bao Yuqin said, took out a paper bag and forced it into my hand, "Mr. Xiao Zhou, don't be too little, just take it first. When you turn around and strengthen your troops, I will show you my filial piety."

I squeezed it gently, five thousand!

This should have been originally prepared for Xiao Dingxian.

Sure enough, if you want to earn more, you still have to rely on fame.

Although I have made a name for myself in Jincheng with my big bow, but if I want to make more money, I have to make my reputation stronger and stronger.

Fortunately, I have already prepared the steps for stepping on them, and I just need to wait for them to be delivered to my door automatically.

The person waiting at the door was indeed Feng Juan.

He held a tightly wrapped child in his arms.

To my surprise, there was a Mijia parked in the yard.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a man about forty years old. He was fair and fat, his hair was neatly combed and shiny, and he was only wearing a sweater and cardigan in the cold weather.

He looked at Feng Juan intently through the car window, his eyes full of greed.

Seeing me entering the hospital, Feng Juan greeted me happily, "Mr. Zhou, you are back."

"I'm helping you with some things at the door opposite. Why don't you wait in the car?"

I responded and stepped forward to open the door.

"I just got off the car and knocked on the door. An old man happened to pass by and told me that you were in the opposite courtyard. I thought it would be too troublesome to get in and out of the car, so I didn't get in again."

This car doesn't belong to her, nor did she borrow it, otherwise she wouldn't have said it was troublesome to get in and out of the car.

Therefore, it was the man driving the car who took the initiative to see her off.

There was a sound of the car door, and the man got out of the car. He shivered when he was hit by the cold wind. He subconsciously hugged his arms and ran over, saying repeatedly: "Stop talking, open the door quickly, don't freeze the child."

I was speechless, but Feng Juan said softly: "Lao Gao, don't rush me. Mr. Zhou is opening the door."

"I'm not afraid of freezing the little cherry."

Lao Gao chuckled.

His eyes just turned to Feng Juan's face, never once looking at the child in her arms.

I opened the door calmly and let the two of them in.

"It's hot in the house, so take off your coat to avoid sweating. If you go out in a while, the wind will catch you."

Feng Juan carefully put the child on the bed in the consulting room, quickly took off her scarf and down jacket, and then eagerly opened the swaddling clothes.

She was wearing a thin white sweater, a pair of tight jeans, and a wide belt tightly tied around her waist, which made her waist thin enough to be grasped with a slap.

Feng Juan bent over and played with the child, highlighting the advantages of her figure more and more, showing her astonishing allure.

Lao Gao's breathing became rapid and heavy, he licked his lips unconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The baby girl in the swaddling clothes was clean, white and tender, and she was well taken care of at first glance. She had no hidden problems, but she looked bored and not very energetic. She turned her head around uneasily while lying on the bed, until Feng Juan He picked her up and felt at ease, resting his head on Feng Juan's chest, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

As usual, I felt my pulse first and then pinched my fingers and looked at my palms.

The Chi pulse is not closed and the fingers do not jump. It does not mean that the soul is lost due to collision. There is no dark blue in the palm. It does not mean that there is something sinister. There is no bloodshot streaks on the back of the palm. It does not mean that the house is defective.

Children making noise at night are either a lack of care or nutrition, or a combination of the above-mentioned problems.

Judging from the child's condition, his skin is moist and full of blood. Not to mention being thrown into the pile of blessings, he must be held up as a treasure by the family, and he will not be short of care and lack of nutrition.

The problem is not the child.

I asked Feng Juan to sit upright, with her face raised towards the light, and carefully observed her eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and then looked at her palms and fingers. I had a rough idea in my mind, so I said, "Take your luggage with you. We will stay here tonight. Take a look. The room next door is the guest room, and everything is complete. If anything goes wrong at night, just call me at any time."

This was agreed upon in advance, and Feng Juan agreed immediately and followed her to the guest room with her child in her arms.

Lao Gao followed Feng Juan in a hurry, and walked to the guest room without leaving. He then diligently went to the car to take down Feng Juan's things and helped organize and place them.

It's troublesome for children to go out for the night. Feng Juan brought two big bags full of things and arranged them one by one. Lao Gao was walking around in front of and behind Feng Juan, saying he wanted to help, but he only made trouble and bumped into Feng Juan from time to time. .

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