"There's nothing wrong with this elixir!"

Yang Donglai poured out a pill from the bottle. After careful inspection, there was nothing wrong with it.

Then he remembered the message that the bottle of water had given him just now in his mind, and wondered whether this Song Xiaobao really had some kind of infertility problem.

Song Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said: "This elixir was given to us by Aunt Lan. It seems that it is really not the problem with the elixir. Brother Yang, let's see if there are any other good ways. My parents, they have been working all day long.

They are all urging us to have a grandson!"

"Bring your hand over and I'll check your pulse, Qiao Qiao."

"oh."

Song Xiaobao put his hands on the table and Yang Donglai checked his pulse.

After careful observation, Yang Donglai really couldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, just like the information given by the spray bottle, it was really Song Xiaobao's own problem.

"Ahem, Xiaobao, if I didn't make a mistake in diagnosing the pulse, ahem, um, did you have any injuries in that area when you were a child?"

"Shh! Brother Yang, please keep your voice down, don't let others hear you."

Song Xiaobao quickly looked out through the window again, fearing that someone outside would hear him and know such personal matters of his.

Yang Donglai, who was sitting there, was already amused when he saw his actions.

But the expression on his face clearly told Song Xiaobao that I am a good doctor and I have medical ethics, and I looked serious.

Sure enough, Song Xiaobao looked at Yang Donglai's serious expression and finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had found the right person in Brother Yang.

Then I saw Song Xiaobao and subconsciously recalled it.

"Brother Yang, I remembered it. What you said is absolutely correct. I seem to remember that when I was seven or eight years old, I once went up to a tree to pick out bird eggs, and accidentally let them hang on a branch. It hurt.

In less than a month, I didn’t dare to tell anyone about this matter.”

"Well, that's it. I checked you just now. Your blood vessels are not flowing smoothly and are underdeveloped. It is definitely related to this matter."

"Ah! Brother Yang, you have to find a way for me. Brother Yang, I won't die, right?"

Song Xiaobao was very anxious now, and he sounded like he was crying when he spoke.

"It's not as serious as you said. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to nurse yourself back to health. It should be resolved in a few days. Don't worry."

Yang Donglai looked at him and shook his head in a funny way, giving him a reassurance, and Song Xiaobao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Yang, um, can you handle this matter for me?"

"Haha, don't worry, I will definitely keep this matter a secret for you."

Yang Donglai took him directly to the backyard pharmacy.

Then according to Song Xiaobao's condition, he gave him a prescription for several days, as well as some precautions and other instructions. Song Xiaobao finally nodded and thanked him.

(Congratulations to the owner, for treating Song Xiaobao's infertility and prescribing medicines. The task progress completion rate is: 5%.)

"Squirt bottle, are you mistaken? Why do I find that this task seems to be getting harder and harder to complete? I can only make so little progress in prescribing and obtaining medicine for Song Xiaobao."

(Master, you are right, the third level of Fa Tian Xiang Di is more powerful than the previous two levels. Naturally, the difficulty of the task will also increase accordingly.)

"I see, hehe, it's so powerful! It's just a matter of doing a few more tasks. It's just a joke.

night.

"Well, I see that you look good and are in high spirits, so I'm relieved."

The couple was about to take a rest when Daya beside them said this directly.

Yang Donglai was a little stunned, and then he thought of something, and his face became as pale as a carrot.

"Okay, okay, look at your expression, don't be angry. People don't care about you. Why did you become like that all of a sudden from this morning? Are you happy because I don't care about you?

.”

Listening to Da Ya's words, Yang Donglai's mood changed from gloomy to sunny, and he finally showed a smile again, and directly hugged her into his arms.

"My wife is the one who cares about me the most. Haha, don't worry, I'm definitely in good health!"

"You are just a tough talker. If you are really fine and a good person, how can your magic power be exhausted? There must be a reason."

When Da Ya thought about Yang Donglai's scary scene in the morning, she couldn't help but look frightened, and she hugged him fiercely a few times.

"Haha, Daya, if I said that my situation this morning was related to the spray bottle, would you believe it?" Yang Donglai looked down at her with a smile.

Da Ya was stunned, and then nodded with the same smile: "I believe it. I believe whatever you say. If you had told me earlier, why should I be so worried?"

Seeing Da Ya without any doubts, Yang Donglai's face is warm, my wife understands me best."

Da Ya looked worried again: "Brother Dong Lai, you said that bottle will not let you do what you did last morning, right? What if that's the case?"

"Haha, don't worry, honey, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Yang Donglai suddenly thought of something again, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Da Ya rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Look at you looking so stupid, why are you laughing?"

"I suddenly thought of Xiaobao coming to see me today, and I couldn't help but laugh."

Yang Donglai came close to Daya's ear and whispered a few words.

"There is such a thing, but Xiaobao is an immortal cultivator, how could he get this disease?"

After hearing this, Da Ya was full of surprise.

"Tsk, who said that immortal cultivators can't get any diseases? Immortal cultivators are not real gods."

Da Ya rolled her eyes at him angrily: "You are still a doctor. You obviously promised Xiaobao not to tell me, but you told me in the blink of an eye. You really don't keep your word."

Yang Donglai smiled bitterly: "Well, blame me. Didn't I only tell you? If I had known, I wouldn't have said it."

"Haha, okay, okay, I didn't say anything to you. I'm your wife. If you tell me, I won't tell anyone."

"Haha, that's natural. That's why I told my gentle and virtuous wife. Madam, as a husband, I want to..."

Yang Donglai showed a bad smile and his hands began to become dishonest.

Da Ya's blushing face is charming and charming, let you pick it out.

The next day, Yang Donglai clasped his hands behind his back, his face full of energy, and began to wander around the village, looking for things to do.

"You two, hurry up and get out of here. I have no shortage of errand boys here. Go, go, stay somewhere cool."

"You two are good people who are also immortal cultivators. Why are you so shameless? My boss has said that he won't accept any handymen anymore. My mistress is enough. Why don't you leave quickly?"

Before Yang Donglai reached the end of the village, he saw two young men at the door of Er Gouzi's tavern, looking shamelessly flattering to Er Gouzi.

Er Gouzi looked impatient and pushed the two of them away.

Even the mistress on the side looked furious, as if these two guys were trying to take away his job. It was strange to be happy.

Looking at the two young men, they were Lin Beifeng who was beaten by Er Gouzi yesterday, and Ye Feicheng.

"Hey, boss, we really want to work as busboys in your tavern. We don't need wages, as long as we have enough food to eat!" Lin Beifeng still kept his face and came forward to please you.

Ye Feicheng looked lonely and pitiful: "Oh, boss, although we are immortal cultivators, we have no father or mother since we were young. We have been wandering around without a home to return to. When we meet those powerful people, we still need to

We really want to have a stable home, boss, just take Brother Lin and me in!"

"Ahem, I'm talking about Ergouzi. These two don't look like bad people, and they are quite pitiful. How about you take them in?"

Yang Donglai walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Village Chief, why did you come here to cause trouble for me?" Ergouzi looked at him and smiled bitterly.

Lin Beifeng pretended to be excited and took Yang Donglai's hand: "That's great. I didn't expect you to be the village chief of Dahe Village. You are such a young, promising and kind-hearted village chief! This village elder brother, you

You are so right, we are so pitiful!"

Ye Feicheng immediately said with a bitter look on his face: "Oh, village elder brother, you are really a great benevolent person with a new growth of Bodhisattva compassion. To be able to meet such a good village chief like you in Dahe Village, Brother Lin and I are really lucky to have cultivated in eight lifetimes!

"

"Brother Village Chief, my admiration for you is like an eagle soaring in the sky, like white clouds rolling and fluttering in the sky, and like that...!"

Yang Donglai felt a little pain in his head and made a blocking gesture: "Stop, I'm not as noble as you said, don't flatter me."
Chapter completed!