Miao Dongjun sneered a few times, looked at them and said, "You have to think about it. If you take the wrong medicine, your life will not be saved."

When these ten patients heard Miao Dongjun's words, their faces hesitated again. Some people picked up the medicine and put it to their mouths, but they didn't dare to drink it.

Ling Feiyan was very summoned. She picked up a bowl of medicinal liquid and drank it down: "Chu Yang's medicine will not be poisonous, nor will it harm you!"

"I've had a bowl of medicine now. Do you think I'm in trouble?"

These ten patients felt a little relieved when they saw Ling Feiyan drinking the medicine liquid. Nothing happened or there was no danger.

They drank the medicine in the bowl one after another.

After drinking the medicine, these ten patients suddenly widened their eyes in a few minutes, and they were stunned: "Huh... I don't itch anymore... I really don't itch anymore..."

"Yes! Yes! I feel so comfortable now that I don't itch at all. Chu Yang's medicine is simply a magic pill!"

Several other patients showed joy: "We are not itchy anymore. We feel very comfortable on our bodies. It's so amazing. The miracle doctor is really a miracle doctor!"

The words of these ten patients immediately attracted the attention and curiosity of other villagers.

Miao Dongjun's face was very bad, and no one knew better than the itchy disease the villagers had.

He did not expect that Chu Yang's bowl of medicine would really cure the villagers' itchy disease.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Miao Dongjun shouted and said firmly.

Chu Yang's ten patients said confidently: "We can swear that Chu Yang's medicine has really cured the itchy disease on our bodies."

"We are all from the same village. Do I need to lie to you? Besides, is there any benefit for me to lie to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense to them. Do they believe it or not. Anyway, my itchy disease has been cured. Go to the field to work."

Those villagers who had itchy disease, when they saw what was happening in front of them, they felt a little convinced that Chuyang Chinese medicine liquid had cured itchy disease.

They walked to Chu Yang with a dawdling smile, and said with a flattering smile: "Hehe, Chu Yang, it was everyone who misunderstood you just now, don't take it to your heart!"

"I see that there are still a lot of Chinese medicine liquid in the big iron pot. Hehe, give me a bowl too. I'm almost itchy."

The other villagers said, "We are all from the same village. We are kissing each other when we look down and don't look up. Chu Yang, just be kind and give us a bowl of medicine!"

"Yes! Yes! We will remember your goodness!"

Ling Feiyan opened her mouth to speak, hesitated, and closed her mouth again.

She is the village chief of Yunxi Village. If these villagers with itchy diseases are in danger of their lives, she will be punished by the superiors.

Ling Feiyan didn't want these villagers who had itchy disease to have any unexpected problems, but Chu Yang was her friend, so she couldn't force Chu Yang to distribute the medicine to the villagers who had itchy disease. In short, it was a dilemma on both sides.

Chu Yang glanced at him, begged his villagers, and said lightly: "I gave you a chance just now."

"But none of you are rare."

As soon as Chu Yang said that, the villagers who had itchy faced him very ugly.

But they didn't dare to say anything, after all, they chose it themselves and could not blame others.

But this kind of itchy feeling is really unbearable.

Chu Yang continued: "It's not impossible for you to want my Chinese medicine liquid, but you have to do something for me."

The villagers immediately nodded suddenly: "Chu Yang, no matter what the matter is, we agree."

"Yes, yes!!! Chu Yang's affairs are all our affairs."

Chu Yang said: "I contracted for forty acres of land, and people needed to clean up, turn over the land, and draw ridges."

"I can give you Chinese medicine liquid, but you will help me do a few days of work and clean up the forty acres I contracted."

The villagers immediately patted their chests and agreed.

Chu Yang looked at Ling Feiyan and said, "Feiyan, please remember the names of these villagers and help me supervise their work."

Ling Feiyan nodded immediately. This was a good idea: "Okay, there is no problem, just leave it to me and you can rest assured!"

Chu Yang picked up the spoon in his hand and said, "One should not drink too much if one bowl is a person."

"If anyone drinks too much, I won't care if something happens."

These villagers who had itchy diseases suddenly became much more honest and lined up honestly.

Fortunately, the Chinese medicine liquid boiled by Chuyang is sufficient, and there is no shortage of the medicine liquid.

The villagers who took Miao Dongjun and prescribed medicine also ran to Chu Yang and asked Chu Yang for Chinese medicine liquid.

Chu Yang didn't say much. Since he had drunk his Chinese medicine liquid, he would have to do a few days of work for him.

All the villagers who drank the Chinese medicine liquid had itchy on their bodies in a few minutes. They showed a shocked expression on their faces and kept saying that Chu Yang's medicine liquid was too magical.

Among all the villagers who had itchy diseases, there was one person who did not drink Chu Yang's Chinese medicine liquid.

This person is Ma Laosan.

Ma Laosan gritted his teeth, looked up to Chu Yang with a thick face, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Chu Yang, you are good, be kind, give me a bowl of Chinese medicine liquid!"

Chu Yang glanced at Ma Laosan lightly and snorted coldly: "No."

Ling Feiyan sneered a few times and said, "Ma Lao San, have you forgotten what you said just now?"

"Your skin is so thick! You just slandered Chu Yang and me, mocked us, and now you want to drink Chu Yang's Chinese medicine liquid. Your skin is so thick!"

Ma Laosan looked ugly and immediately begged: "Captain Ling, Chu Yang, I was talking nonsense just now and was full of lies, just to make my heart happy."

"You just take what I said as a fart!"

Ling Feiyan snorted coldly: "Hmph! Ma Laosan, you are saying lightly. I want us to spare you so much and give you Chinese medicine liquid, but it's not that simple."

Plop!

Ma Laosan knelt down for Ling Feiyan and Chu Yang.

Bang bang bang!!!

Ma Laosan kowtowed to Chu Yang and Ling Feiyan and slapped himself: "Chu Yang, Village Chief Ling, I am a bastard, I am not a human, I am not a thing."

"I shouldn't have slandered you, nor should I create your rumors. I just said that you were hiking into the woods by myself."

"I was wrong... I knew I was wrong... I would never dare again... Please spare me this time... Give me a bowl of Chinese medicine liquid..."

Slap!!!

Ma Laosan shaves his own big ears, very hard and loud, and his face on both sides is swollen and swelling.
Chapter completed!