Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

The disease of pulmonary blood... Is it not the modern pneumonia.

"Did your mother just start coughing, loss of appetite, drowsiness, shortness of breath, then feel hot, tired, difficult to breathe, and finally even cough up blood..."

Yang zining opened his eyes and nodded again and again, "how do you know! My mother is such a symptom!"

"The doctor in Qingfeng town can't save his mother's illness. In my opinion, she has done too many sins herself. It's retribution!"

Feng Jiuxi glanced at shopkeeper Tian who hadn't left yet. He turned his eyes and thought, "if I saved it today, what should you do?"

"If you can save me, I'll take my head off and kick you!" shopkeeper Tian ate so many turtles in a row. I wish she would be ashamed in public!

Yang zining's mother's illness is not a day or two. Even so many doctors can't save it. How can he be saved by a young man!

tell some fantastic tales!

"You, I'm not interested." Feng Jiuxi looked at his greasy face and shook his head.

Without waiting for shopkeeper Tian to get angry, she then said, "let's make a bet. If I save it, you'll lose me 50000 Liang silver. If I can't save it, I'll lose you 150000 Liang. How about it?"

Fifty thousand Liang... Fifteen thousand Liang

"Young master, you'd better not..." Yang zining secretly pulled Feng Jiuxi's sleeve to stop her. As he approached, he smelled a faint fragrance on Feng Jiuxi and was stunned.

Feng Jiuxi didn't feel it and didn't look back. "Don't worry."

Regardless of the advice of the waiter, shopkeeper Tian also flushed his eyes and said angrily, "OK! I'll listen to you!"

"Boss Tian is cheerful!" seeing him in the set, Feng Jiuxi seemed to see a lot of silver in his pocket and asked Yang zining happily, "where's your mother?"

"I've been taking care of it nearby. Now it's in the backyard room."

"Let's go."

The people at the door, including shopkeeper Tian, were curious. After waiting for half a column of incense, they opened the curtain and returned to the lobby.

Seeing that Feng Jiuxi didn't have the slightest color of joy on his face, shopkeeper Tian immediately felt that the victory was in hand and said proudly: "you are too young. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. How about it? If you don't succeed? Don't pay soon..."

"Hey, I'm really embarrassed." Feng Jiuxi opened his mouth and sighed for several times.

After seeing the truth that she saved people just now, Biyun and lengluo behind them knew that their young lady was going to play tricks on people again.

"You, what do you mean?"

Feng Jiuxi stretched out his hand and pointed to the curtain behind him. A successful smile came up at the corner of his mouth, "excuse me, are you going to pay cash or silver?"

Shopkeeper Tian was careful and his liver shook quickly. He couldn't believe it. Mrs. Yang, who had been ill in bed for half a year, came out from behind the curtain. Although her complexion was still weak, she already had some ordinary blood color, and her breathing was not as fast and gentle as before.

Everyone was surprised!

"God, she's really cured and can walk down the ground!"

"Which childe is this? He has such excellent medical skills!"

"I'm afraid it's not the white family childe of the medical family? But he... Seems to have never seen him."

Tian Zhang's counter was like ashes. He had lost 150000 liang of business, but now he pasted 50000 liang of silver!

"Shopkeeper Tian doesn't want to break his promise?" Feng Jiuxi shouted to someone who wanted to escape.