"Forget it! Fuck it! If you dare to hurt me, I'll take you on the back!"
After struggling for a long time, after all, the desire to survive is better. After all, the feeling that life is better than death is really collapsing. Sun Desheng made a vicious threat, put the medicine bottle in his mouth and poured in a little viscous liquid medicine.
When the liquid medicine entered his throat, it was a bitter and astringent feeling, as if he had swallowed a bitter gourd raw. Sun Desheng felt nausea and wanted to spit it out.
"It doesn't work if you don't swallow it."
Seeing sun Desheng's action, ye Mo said something leisurely.
After hearing this, sun Desheng glared at Ye Mo angrily, then tried to resist the tumbling in his stomach, and swallowed the medicine that was so bitter that it made people laugh. Suddenly, he felt that his voice became hot and couldn't help holding the wall and retching.
Ye Mo stood aside and watched sun Desheng suffer. He shook his head from time to time, looking like "it's not easy for you".
Sun Desheng waited for a long time before he broke free from that damn feeling. His mouth was still bitter, and his saliva was bitter.
Shit, it's fucking hard!
Wait, it's not the boy's pastime, is it?
Sun Desheng suddenly thought of this possibility. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. Suddenly, an evil fire came up. He was preparing to teach the dying boy a lesson. However, he felt that the originally clogged chest seemed to open all at once. The feeling of suffocation disappeared all at once, his breathing became much smoother, and fresh air poured into his lungs all at once, Sun Desheng's face suddenly got better.
"This... This..."
The sudden change made sun Desheng feel a little incredible. His body suddenly became strange. There was a feeling of lightness between breathing and breathing, and his body seemed to be reborn.
"This medicine is actually true. It turns out that this is the real... The feeling of health!!!"
Sun Desheng greedily sucked the air, as if the creatures in the water jumped to the ground all at once. He hadn't breathed the air on the ground all his life. When the guard at the corner of the corridor saw sun Desheng, his eyes showed a different emotion. If ye Mo didn't read it wrong, he should be disgusted.
"This ointment is given to Sun Shao. It's almost autumn. Guangyuan itself is a little wet. This medicine is very effective for skin diseases. You don't need to apply too much at a time. It works quickly when applied to places with rashes.
Ye Mo takes out another medicine can, which is exactly the same as what Fu Ruixiang used to give Li Yonghai medicine on Taihua street.
"Give it to me quickly!!!"
After hearing Ye Mo's words, sun Desheng almost robbed him. He immediately grabbed the medicine can from ye Mo's hand, looking excited.
This kind of inexplicable itching is driving him crazy. Now he finally sees the hope of recovery!
If the contents in this medicine can are as effective as the bitter and dying thing, the itching that has tortured him for a few days can be completely cured!
"You're a good boy! Take it. As long as you cure me, you'll benefit me at that time!"
Close the medicine bottle, sun Desheng wanted to take it back and rub it on his body immediately, but on second thought, if he only slapped and didn't give sweet dates, the other party might not concentrate on dispensing medicine. Sun Desheng directly took out a check from his wallet, wrote a number on it and handed it to Ye mo.
With a faint smile on his face, ye Mo reached out and took it. When he saw the figures above, he couldn't help laughing. The young master of the sun family shook off his hand and gave him a check for 10000 yuan. This money is really interesting. According to the standards of the circles in Yanjing dandy yamen's office, those who say they are stepping on the feet have some praise. To be precise, it should be the standard of stepping on the shoes.
Unexpectedly, the young master of the sun family is really rich enough.
"After a while, I always call you. Just go in. I'll go first."
Sun Desheng was holding the ointment in his hand. He was like a gambler who bought a horse ticket and opened the lottery. He couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour. He looked back and forth between the medicine bottle and the gate and switched the perspective several times. As a result, he picked a bunch of pieces and went back to apply the medicine!
Looking at the back of sun Desheng leaving, ye Mo narrowed his eyes and felt that he really didn't know what to say. The fact that Duan Lao can have such a wonderful flower to stay around as an assistant has proved that Duan Lao is indeed a person of high moral integrity.
After a few minutes, the door of the room was pushed open. Dongshengping came out of the room with a thoughtful look on his face. When he saw Ye Mo, he was slightly stunned, then showed a meaningful smile and said, "go in, Duan Lao is waiting for you. I have something else to do, so I won't send you."
"Thank you, Secretary Dong. You are busy. Remember to take the medicine on time, otherwise the recovery from the injury on your leg will be slow."
Yemo nodded.
Dongsheng nodded with a plain smile, and then left straight.
The smile of the other party before leaving always makes Ye Mo feel strange without a bottom in his heart, but you can't let Duan wait too long. Ye Mo simply doesn't think about it. After knocking on the door, he pushes open the door and goes in.
The layout of the room is very exquisite. It is obviously a relatively large room, but it is well divided. There is no sense of emptiness. There is no boastful Western decoration and furniture. Most of them use Chinese design, low-key without losing connotation.
Old Duan is sitting on the tea table drinking tea with old Chen. When he sees Ye Mo coming in, old Duan beckons to Ye Mo and smiles.
"Xiaoye, sit here."
Ye Mo nodded and walked to the empty seat next to Duan Lao with the medicine box. After greeting Duan Lao and Chen Lao, he put the medicine box on the ground and sat down.
"Your boy can carry such a box everywhere. It's not too heavy."
Old Chen looked at Ye Mo's actions and raised his eyebrows.
"I'm used to it. I used to carry it on my back when I followed my master in medicine. Now I feel something missing without such a thing for a long time."
Yemo explained with a smile.
"That's good. Lao Chen told me about your master. This is a kind of person I admire most. In some remote places in the early years, if there were no these big doctors climbing mountains and rivers with boxes on their backs, I don't know how many people would suffer from illness."
Duan Lao touched his completely white beard and nodded.
"Xiaoye can inherit this spirit, which is also valuable. Lao Chen, I think you just want to show off."
Duan Lao turned and looked at Chen Lao jokingly.
"Harm, brother Duan, what's your name? This boy's medical skills are learned from his master. I don't have anything to show."
Old Chen waved his hand, saying that this is nonsense, but the proud look in his eyes was not covered up. Yemo was the "seed" he found and brought him to the "table". This is an indisputable fact.