Cheng Fenglou groaned in pain, clasping the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, sweat rolling down his forehead.
Wen Ranran felt distressed looking at him and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Xi, what's wrong with him?"
"It hurts. How can a man be so afraid of pain?"
Doctor Xi said casually, and while Cheng Fenglou was recovering, he decisively injected another needle.
Seeing the head gradually turning into a hedgehog ball, Cheng Fenglou suddenly started mumbling in a trance, mumbling, "Daddy, Mommy."
Jiang Tang couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, have you been stabbed stupid?"
Seeing this, Xia Lishuang couldn't feel relieved and reminded Doctor Xi, "Doctor Xi, if it doesn't work, just stop."
If Cheng Fenglou is good at something...
Just as he was talking, Cheng Fenglou was suddenly startled and fainted.
Everyone was shocked.
Jiang Tang pointed at Doctor Xi and said, "Quack doctor! Quack doctor! Lord of the county!"
Before Xia Lishuang could question, Doctor Xi slowly started collecting needles, "I just fainted. What's the fuss about?"
This confidence and words are as calm as a miracle doctor should have!
Wen Ranran echoed: "That's right, Tangtang, don't be so surprised! Doctor Xi... what are you doing?"
While he was talking, Doctor Xi had already taken out a scarf and wrapped it around his face.
With a sudden flash of thought in her mind, Wen Ranran pulled Xia Lishuang out and walked out, "Ms. sir, just leave this place to Doctor Xi. Let's go out and wait!"
Xia Lishuang didn't know why, so she went out and asked, "What does Doctor Xi want to do?"
"Doctor Xi is also good at using scent to assist treatment."
"Wow! It stinks! Did a cesspit explode?"
Jiang Tang ran out with a cry, and quickly brought a gust of wind from the house. Xia Lishuang, who was standing outside, smelled it clearly and felt nauseated.
Wen Ranran, who was already on guard, covered her nose with her sleeves and dodged to the side.
Xia Lishuang looked at Qian Yu who ran to the corner to vomit at some point with a complicated expression.
"Ran Ran, prepare some money to renovate the hall."
Wen Ranran, who was some distance away from him, tilted her head and looked at him innocently and confusedly, "Mr. sir, what did you say? The smell is too strong, I can't hear you!"
I want to spend money again, but it’s impossible!
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The scenery in the city is prosperous, but the rows of mud houses at the base of the old city look dilapidated and dilapidated. There was a drizzle last night and the ground was muddy.
The sweet fragrance comes from the closed firewood door.
Wen Ranran stopped at the door and said to Cheng Fenglou: "Grandma Liu hasn't sold fructose candies for more than ten years since she lost her eyesight. She only occasionally makes them for her grandson."
At this moment, Cheng Fenglou smelled the familiar aroma, and his vague memories gradually became clearer. A rare innocent smile appeared on his face, "This is it."
Jiang Tang's brows twitched.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Cheng was still a greedy talker. After suffering so much, he could hardly think of something, but it turned out to be the fruit candy he had eaten when he was a child.
Can't you think of something useful?
For example, the big event that I came to Jiangnan County for!
"Then let's go in and take a look."
As soon as Wen Ranran finished speaking, the chai door had been opened, and a scholar wearing patchwork cloth stood at the door, looking up and down at the strange visitor.
They were dressed in a low-key manner, but judging from the materials and dress of their clothes, they were not ordinary people.
"Who are you?"
"Excuse me, this is the concubine of the county prince. We are here to find Grandma Liu. We would like to try Grandma's silk fructose. Is it convenient?" Cheng Fenglou couldn't wait to explain his purpose.
The scholar looked at Wen Ranran and said, "Grandma no longer makes silk fructose."
"Really?" Wen Ranran looked into the yard curiously, "Then who is making fructose candy now?"