Countryside Magic Doctor

This is also the reason why old man Liu wanted to break off relations and contacts with the he family, but accepted his new year greetings.

It is said that people will be stabbed in the spine when they shut others out during the new year.

Yang Jiao's yard is not big.

The house is OK, green brick and black tile.

A small farmyard that looks quite chic.

Compared with the courtyard before he Feng's house, it's not bad.

This was also built by Liu Laohan's son when Yang Jiao married before.

However, compared with the courtyard next to He Feng's house at the moment.

It has become more and more chilly here at the moment.

On the bricks on the ground, there are still broken slag burned by firecrackers.

The small courtyard seemed a little deserted during the Chinese New Year.

There is no atmosphere for the new year at all.

There was no smoke in the house, and the chimney was so cold.

I don't make a fire. No wonder I'm sick.

He Feng roughly sensed with his spiritual consciousness, and he put his heart down.

It's not a serious illness, just some typhoid fever.

It's just a little serious in this winter. Just prescribe some medicine.

I heard footsteps outside.

The old man Liu in the room also hurried out to meet him.

But as soon as he saw that the comer was his useless nephew and he Feng, his face suddenly turned iron blue.

He knew very well his nephew's temperament and knew in his heart that his nephew Liu San had defected.

Bought.

His own bottom was shaken off by him.

Seeing his uncle's face, Liu San was also frightened. For fear that his uncle would not say a word, he picked up a stick and smoked himself.

His father is gone, but the uncle can beat him.

"He Feng, what are you doing?" the tramp asked coldly.

It was his idea to make decisions and suffer chaos.

"Grandpa Liu, I heard that my aunt is ill. I'll see her," He Feng said.

"No, no, I'm well," said the old man, shaking his head stubbornly.

Seeing this, he Feng is also anxious.

Although this cold and typhoid is a minor illness, it will become a serious illness if it is delayed.

What's more, there are no doctors in the mountains for the Chinese New Year. It's too late if anything happens to Wan's life just by taking that cold medicine.

So he hurriedly said, "Grandpa Liu, my aunt and I are sincere. You were not very hot before. Why is it like this now?"

Hearing what he said, old man Liu's face turned red.

But he said stubbornly: "this moment, that moment, it was the beginning, now it is now, now not only I don't agree, but also your aunt doesn't agree."

"Why? Just because our family suddenly has money?" He Feng asked.

Liu hasn't spoken yet, but that's what his expression means.

Liu San was also in a hurry. He just heard him quickly say, "uncle, boss, he can't treat my sister-in-law badly. You grew up watching him. You don't know his temperament!"

I heard Liu San say so.

Old man Liu's heart also moved.

He also knew what kind of person he Feng was. He knew his roots and grew up under his nose.

He's not a scum. He's a good man. He talks about friendship very much. He's sure to lose nothing with him.

"Uncle, my sister-in-law can't be a wife if she follows my boss. It's much better than marrying the mountain men in the village. You have to let him suffer with those people?" Liu San advised again.

"Are you just for your reputation?" Liu San made a unique move.

"Nonsense, I'm the kind of person who fishes for fame and reputation to harm people?" old man Liu stared and said.

"That's it." Liu Sanyi slapped and said with a smile.

"In that case, don't you agree?" Liu San said well.

He Feng kept silent. He knew that silence was more important than anything.

Waiting for Liu San to run his uncle, it's time to play by himself.

In his heart, Liu Sanyu's weapon is not simple. A sharp mouth can't say it. He can see through people.

Just being a security captain is a bit of a stoop.

Old man Liu was impatient with what he said, and his face was burning red.

So he waved his hand at them and said helplessly, "it's all right. I don't care about it. You can do it."

Then he knocked his crutch heavily on the ground and walked back to his room.

When he left, he snorted.

He Feng and Liu Sanxiang looked at each other with a smile.

Without the obstruction of old man Liu, he Feng smiled and entered Yang Jiao's room.

Liu San stood outside with interest. He still had some eyesight.

"Jiao'er," He Feng shouted.

"Cough." Yang Jiao coughed twice, and then said with difficulty, "He Feng, who asked you to call that, no big or small."

But there was still a strange look in his eyes.

"I don't agree with what I want to call it?" He Feng said with a grin.

"I don't agree." Yang Jiao said angrily like a little girl.

"Do you agree to marry me or not?" He Feng asked.

"Disagree, disagree, just disagree." Yang Jiao said repeatedly, coughing while talking.

He Feng was distressed.

You hurriedly said, "jiao'er, don't talk first. I'll talk after I treat you."

Never thought.

After hearing what he said, Yang Jiao stretched out her arm, pushed him aside and said, "I don't need you to treat the disease. You leave for me."

As he spoke, two lines of clear tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Aunt, don't cry, don't cry, I'm wrong, can't I be wrong?" He Feng said repeatedly when he saw his beloved woman crying.

Then Yang Jiao was exposed in her arms.

Yang Jiaochu was still struggling, but gradually, perhaps because she was ill and out of strength, she collapsed in He Feng's arms.

Twitching her shoulders like a little girl.

Trembling makes people feel pity.

He Feng is not an old hand in love. He doesn't understand that this is a good opportunity to take advantage of it.

He is a doctor by instinct.

The most direct feeling is Yang Jiao's hot forehead.

It's burning. It's going to burn the brain, he Feng thought.

His hand touched Yang Jiao's smooth forehead.

Treating patients and saving people is the responsibility of doctors. Although he Feng has not received systematic medical training, he Feng is much better than those who claim to have medical ethics.

Although he now likes the feeling of holding his beloved woman in his arms.

But reason told him that it was better to treat the disease first.

"Don't move, aunt. I'll treat you first," He Feng said.

Yang Jiao, who had been burned unconscious in his arms, gave a mosquito like, um, sound.

With the growth of strength, he Feng can call his true Qi at any time, and there is no need to recite the opening formula in his heart as before.

The true Qi in the sea of Qi is constantly gathering in the palm.

Yang Jiao felt a chill on her forehead.