After that, Yalang asked Pu weicang and Yun Xiuqing to wait in the same place. He went to take the horse cart.

Yun Xiuqing looks at ya Lang's walking back and eyebrows. Just now, when ya Lang accompanied them to shop, it was quite normal to walk. How can she now walk with a limp? Besides, she can see that ya Lang is not old, at most 30 years old, how can she walk a long way so tired, and her face can see fatigue.

"Qing Niang, what do you do when you look at ya Lang?" Puweicang some pan acid asked, yunxiuqing straight looking at the tooth Lang's back, straight let his heart uncomfortable.

"It's nothing. I'm the tooth lang. I'm not in good health." Yun Xiuqing frowned.

After listening to Yun Xiuqing's words, Pu weicang suddenly realized that Yun Xiuqing was not looking at ya Lang, but felt that ya Lang should be sick, which Pu weicang could accept.

Puweicang embarrassed light cough: "how do you know the tooth Lang body is not good?"

"Isn't that obvious? After walking for a while, the tooth Lang is very tired and panting. And you see, he walks with a limp. The tooth Lang must be sick. " Yun Xiuqing felt like a doctor now. On the way, she didn't look at the beautiful person or the ugly person, but the sick person and the healthy person.

"Maybe he's had a leg injury before." Pu Wei Cang's light way.

Yun Xiuqing nodded, and she didn't plan to ask ya lang. after all, it was someone else's business. Ya Lang didn't worry. What was she worried about.

At this time, Ya Lang had already driven the carriage to two people's front: "girl, young master, come and sit quickly."

Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang said thanks and sat behind the cart.

Yun Xiuqing said in her heart that she didn't care about ya Lang, but when she saw Ya Lang's cold sweat and trembling, she couldn't help asking, "brother, how old are you today?"

"I'm old. I'm thirty this year." The tooth Lang rubs the cold sweat way on the head.

Yun Xiuqing nodded her head and then said, "I'm only thirty. I'm not old enough. Elder brother, do you often feel numb?"

After hearing Yun Xiuqing's words, Ya Lang was very surprised: "how do you know?"

"Do you still have symptoms of poor appetite and fatigue?" Yun Xiuqing continued.

"Yes, yes, girl. How do you know?" Ya Lang was shocked.

"Brother, does your joint hurt? Such as knees, shoulders, fingers, toes, feet bare, especially rainy days, cold and hot days, wet season Yun Xiuqing felt that she had guessed all the time.

"Yes, girl, you are not a fortune teller, are you? How can you be so accurate? When I went down to the cellar just now, it was wet in the cellar. After a while, my leg began to hurt. Now it's a little numb. " Ya Lang saw that Yun Xiuqing's guess was accurate. In his cognition, the only one who could guess the cause of the disease was fortune tellers.

"I'm not a fortune teller. I'm a doctor. You are ill." Yun Xiuqing thinks it's not easy for ya Lang, even if she has a sore leg, she will take Pu weicang and her husband to the carriage, which shows that everyone has a good nature. So he wants to remind Ya Lang so that he can get medical treatment as soon as possible.

"I'm sick? I always thought that it was when I was a child playing in the river that I had a bad leg. That's why it hurts so much now. " As soon as Ya Lang heard that he was ill, he didn't want to drive the carriage. He was only 30 years old and had a wife and children. He must not be ill. If he was ill, what would his wife and children do.

"There are also some reasons for that, mainly because you have been in a humid place for a long time. You are still light now. If you are heavy again, your muscles will atrophy." Yun Xiuqing sat on the cart and walked slowly.

"What is my disease? Is there any way to cure it? " Ya Lang asked eagerly.