The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 155 Dreaming Comes Fast

The man rubbed his hands in embarrassment for a moment: "I, I have no money."

"My old mother and I are the only two people in my family. My mother struggled so hard to grow up, and finally fell ill again. I don't have much money to see a doctor for her, so my mother's health is getting worse day by day. I beg little doctor Yun to help her." Save my mother."

"I can take all the valuables from the family for the time being. If all the savings in the family are not enough, I can write an IOU, and I can work for you to pay off the debt in the future. If you don't need it, I can also be your slave, or I will be your servant in the future. It’s fine to pay you back slowly after earning money, I just hope that Doctor Yun can save my mother.”

The more the man talked, the more excited he became, he turned around and was about to kneel down to Yun Cheng.

Yun Cheng held his arm and did not kneel down.

"Whether it can be cured or not, someone has to come and see."

"You go back first."

The man was overjoyed, what does this mean?
Is it to cure?
The man was so excited that he wanted to kowtow to Yun Cheng a few times, really!

It is too difficult to see a doctor. The poor rely on their shoulders for minor ailments, and barefoot doctors for serious ailments. People with no family background are afraid to go to the doctor's office.

If the barefoot doctor can't cure the disease, you can only wait for death.

But the barefoot doctors are half-baked, and can't be compared with those doctors, so the number of people who died in Yunxia because they looked down on the doctor was simply too many.

The emergence of such a genius doctor as Yuncheng, who has good medical skills and low consultation fees, is almost like a bodhisattva in the eyes of everyone.

"Thank you little doctor Yun, thank you little doctor Yun."

Yun Cheng nodded faintly: "Let's go."

The man left, Yun Cheng smelled the smell and walked into the kitchen, watching Jin Xiaoxi busy on the stove, Luo Jia hurriedly patted the small stool in front of the stove.

"Yuncheng, come and sit, and enjoy the fire."

"Yeah." Yun Cheng put his cold hands in front of the flames and warmed them up. Luo Jia's face looked flushed because of the temperature of the fire.

"Cloud ride."

"Wow! You are amazing."

Yun Cheng didn't respond, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Yun Cheng. You are a little genius doctor now."

"Yun Cheng, I will also imagine that you are so powerful in the future!" Luo Jia looked at Yun Cheng with stars and admiration in his eyes.

With a smile on the corner of Yun Cheng's mouth, he said coldly, "Dreams come quickly."

"I won't listen or not, Yun Cheng recited the scriptures." Luo Jiajiao smiled and covered his ears.

The warm fire, the stove with fragrance, the beauties around me~
Yun Cheng held his warm hand on his cold face, for some reason, he seemed to think that this kind of day was pretty beautiful.

The little black face looked at Yun Cheng's repaired Dao Heart, and there was a slight crack again, and he grinned silently.

Little master Yuncheng, my master has already worked hard, you must work hard!

Otherwise we're all game over.

Thinking about its little black face, it is not yet two thousand years old, and it doesn't want to die so early.

At noon, they had a quiet meal. In the afternoon, the man brought his wife here. It was snowing, he was pulling a cart, and his wife was covered with a thick quilt.

"Miraculous doctor Yun, I brought the man here."

For the convenience of seeing a doctor, Yun Cheng simply set up a table and a small bed in the utility room, all for the patients.

The room is heated by floor heating, which was designed by Yuncheng himself.

As long as the stove is on fire, the whole house is warm. Once the curtains are hung, the cold wind will be kept out. The inside of the house is as warm as the March wind, and the ice and snow outside are completely two worlds.

(End of this chapter)