literary world

Chapter 33
"3 taels of red peony root, 1 tael of asarum, 1 tael of Citrus aurantium, Sage vine, Prunella vulgaris"

"That's it, that's all. By the way, do you have dry wine in your store?"

"Have."

"Here's 50 catties, it's done, that's all, let's settle the score."

Baba, the owner of the Chinese medicine shop, pressed the calculator, "The pot with dry wine is 1203 yuan in total, let me give you 1200."

Fang Nan took out the banknotes in his pocket, and counted twelve without hesitation.

You can save other money, but you can't save money for drinking, which is a professional fetter.

"Boss, this is a Dieda bar for clearing blood and removing blood stasis. We also have Dieda wine in the store, which can be used internally and externally. Do you want to bring a bottle? It is much better than some folk recipes."

"No, I'm used to making it myself."

joke!

The Dieda wine formula left by his master is a good medicine that he has recognized after more than ten years of personal experience.

Rejecting the boss without hesitation, Fang Nan put the medicine bag in his arms, and left the Chinese medicine shop with a jug of dry wine.

It was a bit cold this winter, and the northwestern wind blowing on his face was like a knife. He, a martial arts practitioner, couldn't stand it. He took two steps and stood up the fur collar of his military coat tremblingly.

Fortunately, the traditional Chinese medicine store is only two or three miles away from the Four Seasons Hotel, and it will be there after a while.

She was walking with her head shrunk, and she ran into a girl wearing a white coarse knitted hat. The girl's face was very pale and she was very beautiful, but her neck looked a little stalked, which was very weird.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Nan paused and asked curiously.

Two steps away, the man whose fur collar covered half of his face suddenly spoke, Gao Yuanyuan couldn't help being startled.

Taking a closer look, she saw that it was Fang Nan, the young assistant director who was in charge of miscellaneous affairs at the opposite door, and she said with a distressed face: "I sprained my neck, go buy a box of plaster, they said there is a pharmacy here, have you looked at it? "

Fang Nan turned around and raised his head towards the Chinese medicine store just now: "It's right in front, I just came out of the store."

"You twisted your neck too?"

Gao Yuanyuan, who thought that Fang Nan and her had the same disease, just turned his head happily, and then cried out in pain: "Oh, it's so uncomfortable."

"Ah"

After laughing uncontrollably, Fang Nan said, "No, I'm going to buy medicinal materials."

"Hey, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to buy some plaster."

Since he was not a patient and could not communicate about his illness, Gao Yuanyuan stood idle on the street blowing the northwest wind, frowning as he was about to move forward.

Fang Nan backed up behind her: "Do you believe me?"

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at Fang Nan: "Can you cure it?"

Fang Nan laughed and said, "I can't say it's completely cured, but it's definitely much more comfortable than you are now. It depends on whether you believe me or not."

"How do you treat it?" Gao Yuanyuan was curious.

"Break your bones."

After Fang Nan finished speaking, Gao Yuanyuan buried his head in his hands and walked away. Fang Nan stepped back and said:
"Let me tell you, the plaster is very harmful to the skin. Some people will be red, swollen and allergic, and the effect is only average. If you are so serious, even if you put the plaster on, don't expect to do any filming tomorrow."

Gao Yuanyuan stopped and looked at Fang Nan: "How painful is it to break it? Can we film tomorrow after breaking it?"

"It only hurts in the blink of an eye. It shouldn't be a problem to come and film overnight." Fang Nan nodded.

Gao Yuanyuan paused for a while, then pursed his lips tightly and said, "Then give me a little bit now, I'm so uncomfortable."

It has been several years since her debut in the first commercial.

It is true that the niche films in the past have received some attention, but compared with "Yitian", which has attracted so much attention since the filming started, she can clearly tell which is more important.

Gao Yuanyuan agreed, Fang Nan put down the dry wine in his hand, rubbed his palms until they became hot, and put them on Gao Yuanyuan's cold cheeks on both sides, saying: "Take your hands out of your pockets, relax, don't be nervous. I do it a lot and never have a problem."

Looking at each other, Gao Yuanyuan nodded his head, and at that moment, Fang Nan turned his head to the left, and said abruptly, "Hey, this man is so handsome!"

One sentence diverted Gao Yuanyuan's attention, Fang Nan shook her head with both hands, and there were two more "click, click" in the northwest wind.

At the same time, Gao Yuanyuan opened his mouth and let out an "ah".

After breaking off her head, Fang Nan turned around behind her and squeezed the two cervical vertebrae at the back of her head with his thumbs, then stopped and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Gao Yuanyuan turned her head and said happily: "Hey, it seems to be much more comfortable, and it feels like my neck has grown a bit longer."

Fang Nan said proudly: "That's necessary. I have been bone-setting for so many years, and it's not just a mess."

After finishing speaking, he said to Gao Yuanyuan who was still shaking his head: "Let's go back to the hotel, there is no need to buy plaster."

In the cold wind, the two walked hand in hand to the hotel.

With the experience just now, Gao Yuanyuan got to know Fang Nan's technique. After taking two steps, she said abruptly, "Hey, can you help me break off the upper spine? My back is sore from the slapping scenes these days." .”

Fang Nan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Did you feel the pleasure?"

Gao Yuanyuan: "Can you know it!"

Fang Nan nodded: "Success, break it for you, don't tell other people that I have this skill when I go back."

Putting down the dry wine again, Fang Nan turned to Gao Yuanyuan's back, made her stand up straight, pushed her right leg and knee against her back, grabbed her arms with his left and right hands and pulled them back, and there was another cry in the cold wind. "Click".

And the "Ah" to charm the dead

After the two strange voices ended, Fang Nan put down his legs: "That's it, it's not easy to stand up, you have to lie on the bed."

"Why do you speak so badly?" Gao Yuanyuan said speechlessly while pinching his left and right shoulders comfortably.

Fang Nan became angry: "Let's talk plainly, what's not to say? Only people with impure hearts will think wildly."

Gao Yuanyuan rolled his eyes at him, and stepped into the hotel first, rubbing his shoulders and twisting his waist.

Fang Nan picked up the dry wine, looked suspiciously at the two people on the sidewalk on the opposite side of the road, scratched his head and muttered, "Paparazzi? No way?" Then he slowed down and walked into the hotel hanging behind Gao Yuanyuan's ass.

On the sidewalk across the road.

A young man said to the middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him:

"Brother Gou, it's been filmed, the two scenes of touching the face and touching the back have been filmed."

"But what's the use? I don't know the man, and Gao Yuanyuan is not too famous. Except that both of them are from the crew of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", which makes people curious, it's useless."

"What do you know, who said it's useless, don't worry about the crew of "Yitian", when the headlines will read "Gao Yuanyuan Yitian crew cheats", or "A staff member of Yitian crew intervenes in Gao Yuanyuan and Zhang Dong's love affair", Guaranteed to sell well."

The young man with the camera said speechlessly, "Brother Gou, isn't this a random make-up?"

"Bullshit, if you don't make it up, someone will read it? If you have nothing to do, learn from those paparazzi in Xiangjiang."

"Now I have a task for you to find out what this man's name is, what he is doing, and where is his family. Anyway, I want all the information of the eight generations of ancestors."

With a pointed head and a pointed chin, the middle-aged man who looked a bit like the little-headed father in "Big Head Son and Little Head Dad" scolded the young man next to him.

(End of this chapter)