Datang male nanny

"Yang Jiyi, do you want to come to this rare deal?" Ni Tu said, and Yang Jiyi, who walked dozens of steps angrily, immediately stood still.

He turned around slowly, raised his finger at Ni Tu and scolded angrily: "You kid, don't do this! How can the relationship between master and apprentice be insulted by trading!"

"Pooh!"

Doctor Yang Ji spat dryly at Ni Tu angrily, and turned to leave.

Ni Tu chuckled, and asked again in a loud voice: "If you exchange one of Sun's treasures for your apprentice, would you be willing?"

Doctor Yang Ji was stunned for a moment.

After all, he was still attracted by Sun Simiao's holy object.

"This..." Doctor Yang Ji was stunned, and began to make calculations in his heart.

He didn't need to turn around, Ni Tu knew that Doctor Yang Ji was wondering if it was worth it.

Ni Tu smiled slightly, came to Sun Simiao and said, "Master Daoist, give him one of your most valuable treasures. Exchanging dead things for a good apprentice is a profitable business."

"Treasures? Where did the old man get the treasures?" Sun Simiao had nothing on him except medicinal materials.

He has always treated the poor and the poor. Not only did he not charge for diagnosis and treatment, but he even gave away herbal medicines to others for free.

If he hadn't been Li Zhi's imperial doctor, relying on the salary of the palace, he would have been even poorer than a beggar.

Lei Ming also groped all over his body, suddenly he came to Sun Simiao with a flash of inspiration, and whispered: "Master, do you still have the "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" printed by Ni Tu?"

Hearing this, Sun Simiao immediately regained his spirits, hurriedly untied his burden, and fumbled for a book from inside.

Sun Simiao flipped through it briefly, then came to doctor Yang Ji, and said, "Medical friend, this is the work of old man Sun Simiao, can it offset your abandonment of disciples?"

Physician Yang Ji had always looked down on the dusty old man in front of him, but when he saw that he had no respect for Divine Physician Sun, he became suspicious and disgusted.

"Don't use these rags to deceive the old man! The old man is not a three-year-old baby!"

When Lei Ming heard this, he became furious.

You must know that the "Thousand Golden Prescriptions" written by Master with great concentration is the crystallization of Master's medical skills. I regard it as a standard and study it every day.

The royal physicians in the palace even spent a lot of money to buy, and some of the lower ranks could not find it.

At first, Lei Ming thought that Ni Tu had printed so few books because he was stingy, but later he understood the meaning of "Chang'an paper is expensive" and the "hunger effect" he said.

What others can't get is called a classic.If according to the plan he and his master had planned, tens of thousands of copies would be printed at the beginning, and then thrown on the street and distributed randomly, people would definitely not pay attention to it, and would instead be regarded as cheap and crap.

Lei Ming understood this truth and admired Ni Tu even more.

Naturally, Master's "Prescriptions for Thousand Gold" has become a noble gift for noble people.

Unexpectedly, this quack doctor in front of him regarded the medicine book that the master offered himself as worthless, and even slandered the master. How could Lei Ming bear it.

He was so angry that he stepped forward to reprimand Yang Jiyi, but saw Meng Shen took the first step and said anxiously to Yang Jiyi: "Master, do you know who this old gentleman is?"

"Who? It's none of my business!" Doctor Yang Ji was about to leave with a wave of his sleeves.

Meng Shen hastily blurted out: "This is today's Miracle Doctor Sun!"

"Don't lie to me as a teacher! Just this beggar..." Doctor Yang Ji cleverly turned his head to look at Ni Tu, but he saw Ni Tu showing him a wicked smile.

Physician Yang Ji came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly pulled the book from Sun Simiao's hand, flipped through a few pages, and froze immediately.

"Oh!" Doctor Yang Ji was so frightened that he slumped on the ground.

Meng Shen hurried to help him.

Sun Simiao also bent down to help Dr. Yang Ji.

Physician Yang Ji took a long time to catch his breath, and while being supported up by someone, he asked with a shivering face, "You... are you really Miracle Doctor Sun?"

"What kind of genius doctor, my husband's surname is Sun and his name is Simiao."

Doctor Yang Ji heard this, immediately breathed his last breath, and went limp again.

When Sun Simiao pulled out the needle, he was about to perform acupuncture on Yang Ji, who had passed out.

"I'm coming!" Ni Tu said, then squatted down, pinched doctor Yang Ji's person with his right thumb, and kneaded vigorously.

"Uh..." Physician Yang Ji took a deep breath before waking up slowly.

He slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Sun Simiao, he turned to kowtow and was about to salute.

Sun Simiao hastily stopped him.

"Don't be impatient, your mind is not clear yet."

"This old man has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai! I really didn't know that Miracle Doctor Sun had arrived. What I said just now was an idiot!"

"Don't say that. It's really wrong for me to take away your apprentice without your consent. However, Meng Shen is extremely intelligent, and I like him very much. I didn't think that he still had a teacher, so I took it on my own. But I didn't expect to make my brother angry."

Physician Yang Ji hurriedly got up trembling when he heard this, and holding a thousand pieces of gold in his hands like a plate of one hundred taels of gold, he said respectfully: "Please don't blame me, Miracle Doctor Sun, I really have blind eyes, I don't know Miracle Sun."

Sun Simiao hurriedly appeased Dr. Yang Ji: "Don't say that! Don't say that! This old man took your beloved apprentice, it was a mistake in the first place, you can teach me a lesson, I will feel better A lot."

When a few people said this, they suddenly burst into laughter.

Lei Ming and Yang Jiyi let go of their suspicions, also held hands, and rushed to the village together.

"Ni Tu, show me your hot spring!"

"Hot spring?" Meng Shen was stunned for a moment: "Master, have you never heard of a hot spring here?"

Sun Simiao frowned: "There is no hot spring? How can you be surrounded by clouds and mist during the daytime, even in the eight villages under a sunny day?"

"Oh, this is..." Meng Shen was about to explain, but Ni Tu pinched his arm.

"Daozhang Sun, there is indeed a hot spring here, let me take you there."

Sun Simiao saw something wrong in Meng Shen's eyes, and asked, "Ni Tu, what the hell are you doing? Could this mist be caused by the hot spring?"

"There is another question. There are plagues in the surrounding ten miles and eight towns, but why do you seem to have no symptoms here? I met many villagers at the entrance of the village, and their faces were obviously asymptomatic. What's going on?"

Ni Tu just smiled but said nothing.

Physician Yang Ji put "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" into his arms carefully, and caressed it carefully through his clothes.Now I got a chance to show off, and hurriedly said: "Doctor Sun, let this old man explain the reasons here one by one, please come with this old man!"

"Okay! Lead the way!"

Sun Simiao felt that there were many good shows to watch this time, and he immediately became interested.

Lei Ming also became interested, glanced at Ni Tu and asked: "Boy, what kind of tricks are you playing again? Are you pretending to be a ghost here again, cheating food and drinking?"

Ni Tu laughed out loud when he thought of how his senior brother had been fooled by his own coal and limestone for more than half a year.

Lei Ming feels more and more that there are many good shows to watch this time.