After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 170 Chapter 170

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying pondered for a moment.

Finally, he laughed too.

"You are right, I judge others by myself, your own life depends on what you like, of course, I will not mention this matter again in the future.

However, no matter when you change your mind, you can come to me, I am capable, and I will definitely help. "

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay, okay."

In front of me is my uncle's shop, and now it's finally here.

The little apprentice smiled when he saw Zhao Yuanle, but when he saw the people behind Zhao Yuanle, he put away his smile.

Why are there still a bunch of servants following...

What kind of nobleman is this...

The little apprentice was apprehensive, tried his best to stand calmly by the door, bent down to salute, and waited for the nobleman to pass by.

Zhao Yuanle went in with these two people, followed by their personal servants, and the rest waited outside the door.

The little apprentice glanced at those people, then quickly looked away.

Zhao Dacheng was surprised for a moment when he saw the person coming, but soon calmed down.

Zhao Yuanle went to Zhao Dacheng and explained to him.

"One of them sees the injury, and the other sees the doctor."

Zhao Dacheng nodded and looked at the two extraordinary people in front of him.

"You two, who will go first?"

Ming Hongyan nodded lightly: "I'll go first."

Zhao Dacheng asked: "Where is the injury? Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Ming Hong said: "It's an internal injury, it's stable now, Doctor Zhao just needs to feel the pulse."

Zhao Dacheng took out something, stretched out his hand to check the pulse, and when he touched Ming Hongyan's sleeve, the corner of his eye twitched.

This time he must have checked the pulse of a very big nobleman.

After taking the pulse soon, Zhao Dacheng seriously evaluated Ming Hongyan's pulse.

The general idea is that the recovery from the internal injury is good, you just need to rest well and rest, don't get angry, just eat some warming and tonic medicinal food on weekdays.

Ming Hongyan didn't come to seek medical treatment at all. Hearing what Zhao Dacheng said was similar to what the imperial doctor said, he nodded with a smile.

"understood."

Next was Chen Moying.

Just looking at Chen Moying's face, Zhao Dacheng had a guess in his heart, and when he got the pulse, he quickly confirmed his guess.

His complexion changed, looking at Chen Moying he was hesitant to say something.

Chen Moying shook her head lightly.

"Needless to say, I know my body myself. Doctor Zhao, please prescribe me some commonly sold pills. I just finished eating the one I bought earlier."

Zhao Dacheng nodded, turned around to get the medicine, and sighed inaudiblely behind his back.

Zhao Yuanle blinked.

Looking at Chen Moying's appearance at the moment, she had some bad guesses in her heart.

Chen Moying looked indifferent, as if she knew about it a long time ago and was calm.

He personally took the medicine from Zhao Dacheng, and with a look he signaled the servant to give him the money.

Ming Hongyan and he didn't intend to stay any longer, so after a few greetings, they went back.

As soon as the two of them left with their servants, Tang Siwen, who had been paying attention to the movement in the inner room, rushed out, followed by Zhao Yuanxi.

She grabbed Zhao Yuanle's hand nervously.

"How do you know such a person?"

Zhao Yuanle was a little surprised.

"Mother, do you know who he is?"

Tang Siwen: "He is a great nobleman. The clothes these two wear are definitely nobles, especially the one in black."

Zhao Yuanle coughed lightly.

"They are indeed great nobles."

Tang Siwen: "How do you know the person wearing the black robe?"

Zhao Yuanxi told her later that the one next to him was the son of the bookstore owner, so now she is even more curious about the one in black clothes.

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, we met when we were herding pigs."

Tang Siwen: "How did you get on with the conversation? What kind of friendship is there? Why did he come to sell you this face?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Ah, you can see it all?"

Tang Siwen was upset.

"Your aunt, am I a fool? I can't see it yet. Why do these two people come here to see a doctor? They come with you. It seems that they are here for a formality."

Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help asking Zhao Yuanle beside him.

"Didn't you say that you would not have more contact with these noble people? Why did you bring people to your house?"

Zhao Yuanle: "This, in fact, is very complicated, but you really don't need to worry, it's not a bad thing, it won't be the same as before.

To put it simply, the son of the bookstore owner is Chen Moying. He simply thought that I was a genius, so he wanted to persuade me to go to school.

The one next to him, he, is a noble man. He met me when we were herding pigs, and we chatted with him for a few more words. He works.

I went to borrow books today, and I happened to meet them, and the two of them actually knew each other, because the nobleman knew that I had offended the nobleman before, so he brought it up, and the two of them happened to be together. "

After such a call, Tang Siwen and others were still digesting the information.

Zhao Dacheng realized that he was not as flustered as Tang Siwen.

He thought that was fine too.

Before Wang Baochang wanted to get engaged, he was angry.

Obviously he saved Chief Wang Bao, but he was forced to engage in marriage.

He was even angrier about what happened on the day of watching the play.

Why do those nobles use their power to bully others?
That being the case, well, now a bigger nobleman is coming, he wants to see how the so-called noblemen in the county react.

After thinking about it, Zhao Dacheng patted Zhao Yuanle on the shoulder and praised: "Lele is lucky."

Zhao Yuanle was quite moved.

"Uncle, you understand me."

Zhao Dacheng: "That's for sure."

At this time, Zhao Yuanle also had a curious question.

"Uncle, what is wrong with the young master of the Chen family?"

Speaking of this, Tang Siwen and Zhao Yuanxi were also curious.

Zhao Dacheng let out a long sigh of regret.

"Congenital deficiencies, abnormal ventricles, so doomed to be weak, unable to do heavy work, and cultivate well, can live longer, but no one can say how old you will be.

No one knows when an accident will suddenly appear.

This disease is unreasonable, and, as far as I know, there is a high probability that it will be passed on.

It is very likely that his disease was passed down from one of his parents or grandparents, but there is also a certain possibility that he was the only one who got the disease.

Anyway, no matter what he said, it was a pity for him. "

Zhao Yuanle was really moved when he heard Zhao Dacheng's words.

Such a good person, but such a fate...

Tang Siwen and Zhao Yuanxi were also quite embarrassed when they heard this.

Zhao Dacheng fell silent when he saw a few people, and couldn't help asking: "None of you are curious about the injury of that noble man?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh? Is there anything special?"

Zhao Dacheng: "Nothing special."

Zhao Yuanle, Tang Siwen, Zhao Yuanxi: "..."

Zhao Dacheng: "Hey, I'm just asking you, so that you don't feel too sad about that person's illness.

He himself has a good mentality, so why should outsiders worry about it. "

(End of this chapter)