Chapter 62

The Xinchang man lying on the bed opened his eyes, looked at the two people who followed, and then closed his eyes again: "Uncle Zhang, as I said, I can't be cured of this disease, so as not to infect you, you put the shop Sell ​​it and go back to the country to live.

There's no need to die on me, enough wasted time.

You have hired so many doctors for me, and they all said that I can't be cured, even if I am cured, I am just a useless paralyzed person, why bother? "

He coughed while talking, his face was ashen and his tone was hopeless, like a withered person.

Uncle Zhang hurriedly wiped away the blood coughed up from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief, and persuaded: "There are many strange people and strange things in this world. It is our good fortune to meet the little doctor fairy this time. Let the little doctor go to the hospital first." Let me take your pulse."

The man still closed his eyes, "You two, please go back. Although I have been in bed for more than ten years, I have seen a lot of people. One of you is wealthy and earns a living, and the other is not tall enough. You don't smell like herbs at all. The first half of the relationship.

My Zhang Bo went to the doctor in a sudden illness, please don't bully him, he is just a poor old man.

If the two of you are here to buy a shop, the price is negotiable, as long as the money given can make Zhang Bo's lower body comfortable. "

Living in a sick bed for a long time, too many doctors came, either cheating money or being unable to cure him. He had already accepted his fate, but his wish was not fulfilled, and he always felt a little regretful.

After Zhang Bo heard it, he burst into tears: "Tingyun, don't give up. If you give up, what will Miss Biao do? How can I get her back?"

"That poor child, just think that I'm sorry for her and my sister." The man sighed, full of helplessness.

When Rong Xiu saw that Chu Yunyao was being questioned, he immediately became angry, and sneered, "You are an interesting person. You are not even afraid of death, but you are afraid of being deceived. It is not up to you to decide whether it will be cured or not. It's not that those quack doctors have the final say, but the fairy doctor has the final say.

But the old man told us that if it is cured well, you will sell your shop to us at a low price, if it cannot be cured, sell it to us at the market price, and you will not be treated badly. "

Chu Yunyao raised her skirt, took a step forward, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to catch the man's pulse, and said calmly: "Young man, don't jump to conclusions about anything, you claim to be well-informed, but you don't See that I really can heal.

I am indeed not a doctor who walks the rivers and lakes, but my medical skills are much higher than those barefoot doctors who sell dog skin plasters. "

The man who was blocked by a sentence was speechless, his pulse was pinched by warm hands, Wen Tingyun opened his eyes, and bumped into a pair of dark eyes that seemed familiar, a familiar feeling of intimacy spread from his heart.

Wen Tingyun asked casually: "Dare to ask the little doctor's name?"

Rong Xiu answered on his behalf, "Chu Yunyao."

"Chu Yunyao? Chu Yunyao!" Wen Tingyun murmured, his ashesy clear eyes seemed to be injected with fresh life, he stared at the girl in front of him without blinking, and asked again: "Dare to ask?" How long will the little doctor Xianfang be?"

Chu Yunyao saw that the patient seemed to have a bit of desire to survive, so she smiled and said: "It's already passed the age of ten, now it's twenty-eight."

"Sixteen years old, exactly sixteen years old." The man was very excited, but he couldn't show it too obviously, he could only suppress it.

Zhang Bo was also shocked when he heard that, he stood behind him and kept looking at Chu Yunyao's back.

The person who was most surprised was Rong Xiu. He grabbed Chu Yunyao, his dark eyes were full of excitement, and he spoke incoherently: "You are already sixteen? You are sixteen years old. I always thought you were thirteen." Four years old is less than fifteen years old.

As long as the year of Jiji is over, you can marry and marry, which is great! "