Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 15 Roadside Consomme
Yang Fan immediately put on a straight face and said solemnly: "I didn't laugh."

Wu Qi said angrily: "You laughed, and I heard the sound."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Ah, did you hear that? I'm really sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Wu Yan said in a bad tone: "Why are you laughing? If you don't explain clearly to me today, I... I will never end with you."

Yang Fan didn't answer but instead asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-seven years." That is fourteen.

Yang Fan: "Is this the first time you have encountered such a situation?"

"Yes."

Yang Fan said: "It's not surprising. In fact, you are not terminally ill, but Tiankui."
"What is geranium?"

This time it was Yang Fan's turn to be dumbfounded, how should this be explained?He could only say: "That's hard to say. You can ask other older women. In short, the terminal illness you are dealing with is a disease that every woman will have."

"You lied to me again. I've never seen my aunt and the maids in the house suffer as much as I do now."

Yang Fan explained: "It's because of long-term malnutrition, poor three meals, impermanent hunger, sleeping on a cold bed, and sitting on ice, which caused the cold palace. If you were a girl from another family, you might be twelve or thirteen years old." I just came to my first period, where is it so late like you, and it still hurts so much?"

Wu Yan was sure: "I'm really not terminally ill?"

Yang Fan said firmly: "No!"

Wu Qian asked, "Then what should I do?"

Yang Fan said: "Let's treat it."

Wu Qian: "You have to be responsible."

Yang Fan handed her a cloth bag: "Eat the buns first. I'll treat you after eating."

Wu Qian, who has eaten the last meal but has not finished the next meal, because of the pain that has been going on for several days, where can he have a full meal?Didn't even eat a decent meal.

She could not starve to death, thanks to the food that she used to hide like a puppy, which made her wandering between life and death.Wu Qian grabbed the steamed stuffed bun and gnawed furiously, so he didn't choke to death.

That pitiful and weak appearance made Yang Fan feel distressed for a while.While patting Wu's back, Yang Fan reprimanded: "Slow down, I won't fight with you." He then fed the water bottle at his waist into Wu's mouth.

Wu Qian suddenly felt that the discomfort in his body gradually eased.

It turned out that through Yang Fan's stroking, streams of warmth penetrated from the skin to Wu's internal organs, and finally flowed to the lower abdomen.What is a warm man?It's the only thing that can cure geranium.

Wu Qian said: "I now believe that you have a first-class realm."

Yang Fan joked: "The little beggar is very knowledgeable, you can guess that I am using internal force to comb your body."

Wu Qian said: "I'm not a born beggar." Wu Qian gradually limp on Yang Fan's chest, not only because of his weakness, but more because of his real powerlessness.

Yang Fan didn't dislike the filth on her body either, and said with a smile: "I can tell that you were born well. I'll suppress your pain first, and you take me to the place where the bandits are entrenched. After I get rid of the bandits, I'll take you." Go home and take care of yourself."

After hearing "I'll take you home", Wu Yu couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, as if a stone fell from an ancient well, causing ripples in circles.

An inaudible "hmm" sound came from Wu Yan's nose.

Yang Fan said in dismay: "It will be dawn soon, don't fall asleep."

It's cool in the morning, and there are hundreds of Wen coins on the broken platform of the Buddha statue in the Town God's Temple, which looks very Buddha-like under the sunshine of the early morning.

It's just that no one knew that there were still two taels of silver under the beggar boy's tattered straw mat.

At a clear soup stand by the roadside, Yang Fan and Wu Yan sat at an open-air square table.

Wu Qian had two empty bowls in front of her. She licked her lips and looked at Yang Fan who was eating the sixth bowl with five empty bowls in front of her.He chattered endlessly: "Stingy, drink cold water and find a sow to kiss."

Yang Fan just ignored her, patted his stomach contentedly after eating the last mouthful of clear soup.

"Grandpa Chang! Check out!"

The wrinkled grandpa walked up to Yang Fan with a hunched back, and said, "Xiao Fan! As usual, one bowl is six Wen, and eight bowls are 48 Wen."

Yang Fan took out half a penny and said, "Fifty, don't need to look for it."

Grandpa Chang hurriedly waved his hands: "That's not okay, I still have to look for it, Ding is Dingmao, it's not mine, I can't take it."

But Wu Qian said: "Grandpa Chang! We order so much at a time, let's make a discount, count us as 45 Wen."

Grandpa smiled brightly: "I want it, it's rare to eat so many bowls at one time, I give you three coins, Xiaofan will bring her here often in the future." After speaking, he put the five coins on the table.

Wu Qian quickly put it into his arms, and looked at Yang Fan with elation and complacency.

Yang Fan smiled, got up and gave a salute to Grandpa Chang, then took Wu Qian away.

"I didn't expect you to be good at managing money."

Wu Qian said: "If you don't save small money, why save big money?"

Yang Fan just nodded.

Wu Qian asked curiously: "I don't understand. Since you can be generous to others, why can't you be so stingy and not satisfy me?"

Yang Fan: "The street vendor is an elderly man. I am generous to him, and I will feel at ease. As for not letting you eat, it is for your own good. You have been hungry for a long time, and you are too full all at once. , and eat meat, it will make you sick."

"My parents died suddenly and didn't teach me this. What are we doing now? Taking you to Xiemapo?"

Yang Fan laughed and said, "I'll buy you some clothes before that, and then I'll clean you up."

Wu Yan looked at himself, and looked at Yang Fan's side face with a smile.

"Girls should change their panties frequently." (Pants: what the ancients called underwear.)
Wu Yan's face turned red immediately, and he had never seen someone speak so unabashedly.

(End of this chapter)