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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Don't Say, Don't Say

Old man Zhang thought for a moment and picked up the bowl of wine.

He glanced at his husband again, and then drank the wine in the bowl. After taking a small sip, he wanted to put it down.

But suddenly I heard my husband say: "Drink them all."

Upon seeing this, Old Man Zhang gritted his teeth and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Xiao Liu opened his mouth and turned to look at Mr. Chen again.

He was a little confused.

"call."

After finishing a bowl of wine, Old Man Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief. His eyes were a little red, as if he had been poisoned by the wine.

"This old wine is really strong." Old man Zhang wiped his face and sobered up.

Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said: "Strong wine can strengthen your courage and heat your five internal organs when it enters your throat, but it's just a bowl."

"Sir, what you said makes sense, but I'm afraid I won't be able to drink more than a few bowls."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Chen Changsheng said: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

Xiao Liu, who was standing aside, sighed in his heart.

He didn't understand why the gentleman wanted to persuade the shopkeeper to drink the bowl of wine.

Now he can't say much. After his husband leaves, he will definitely take the shopkeeper to Dr. Tong's place.

Then the husband and the shopkeeper chatted until Shenshi. The sun above his head moved to the west, and a shadow fell on the door of the wine shop.

Chen Changsheng saw that it was getting late, so he stood up and left.

"It's getting late, it's time for Chen to leave."

"Sir, walk slowly, I will see you off."

Old man Zhang stood up and sent Chen Changsheng to the door.

Xiao Liu saw that the shopkeeper didn't feel any sluggishness after he got up, and even walked like a normal person.

"Palm..."

He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up.

Chen Changsheng walked to the door of the wine shop, raised his hand and said, "Just send it here."

Old man Zhang nodded and said, "I will leave a few more jars of Qiuyue Brewing for the next time you come, sir."

Chen Changsheng smiled, nodded and said, "That's a good feeling."

"Sir, walk slowly."

"Gone."

In the eyes of old man Zhang, Mr. dressed in a green shirt walked very chicly.

Thinking about it, Mr. is not an ordinary person. He walks around in the world without being stained by the world of mortals. He should be free and unrestrained.

Isn't it a blessing for the bad old man like him to be able to chat with such a vulgar person like him?

"The shopkeeper..."

Xiaoliu opened his mouth somewhat blankly, looked at him and said: "Your legs..."

"hold head high?"

Old man Zhang paused and asked: "My legs?"

Xiao Liu pursed his lips and said, "Shopkeeper, please take a few more steps and take a look."

Old Man Zhang reacted suddenly. He quickly stepped forward and took two steps. The pain in his legs completely disappeared, and the stiffness disappeared.

"Shopkeeper, are your legs okay?" Xiao Liu exclaimed.

Old man Zhang's eyes widened and he looked into the distance.

However, the gentleman's figure had already disappeared from his sight.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and understood everything.

"I see……"

Old man Zhang smiled helplessly and asked how his husband could deliberately let him drink that bowl of strong wine.

That’s it, that’s it!

Old Man Zhang smiled, showing his leaky front teeth, but his eyes suddenly turned red.

No words or words could express the gratitude in his heart.

Xiao Liu stood aside, having too many doubts in his heart.

Is the shopkeeper's leg disease really cured?

How good is that?

He felt that all of this was a little unreal.

Looking at the shopkeeper's expression, Xiao Liu understood that there must be something he didn't know about.

"Go back."

Old man Zhang smiled happily, waved his hand and walked into the wine shop.

Xiao Liu caught up with the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, are your legs healed?"

Old man Zhang shook his head with a smile and said: "Don't say it, don't say it..."

"ah?"

Xiao Liu paused on the spot, and when he saw the shopkeeper laughing, he walked into the backyard.

He couldn't help scratching his head, somewhat confused.



Chen Changsheng walked off the bridge.

He planned to take a stroll in Qiuyue Square. He thought of something when he was in the bookstore last night.

It's really troublesome to pull out your hair from time to time, and it's not easy to store, and it might be easy to lose.

So he wanted to find a place to see if there was anything that could help him store his hair, preferably something more convenient.

Tongjitang is located next to the West Bridge Corridor of Qiuyue Square.

Tong Zhihuan in the medical clinic has lost his innocence. He skillfully grasped the medicine, called it according to the weight, wrapped it in oil paper, and packed it up.

The patient will come to pick up these medicines tomorrow.

"call……"

Tong Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's finally done."

He walked out of the hospital and planned to take a breather and rest at the door.

But when I looked up, I saw a figure on the bridge.

"That's..."

Tong Zhihua was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank sharply, and he stared at the gentleman walking down the bridge without blinking.

He suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at his father who was observing the medical skills in the medical clinic.

"Dad, I'm going out for a while!"

After hearing this, Tong Caizheng nodded in agreement and said, "Come back before dark."

"good."

Tong Zhihuan ran out of the door.

He jogged all the way to the bridgehead.

After taking a breath, he looked around, looking for the gentleman.

"Where have you gone..."

Tong Zhihuan muttered, and he was about to take a step forward to continue searching.

But suddenly he heard a voice coming from behind.

"It's you again."

Tong Zhihuan was startled, and he turned around sharply. After seeing the gentleman's face, a memory came to his mind.

It's him! It's really him!

Chen Changsheng looked at Tong Zhihuan in front of him. Speaking of which, this was the second time he met this child.

Tong Zhihuan quickly took two steps back, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said: "Master Immortal, Xiao, I don't mean to offend, it's just, it's just..."

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He never expected that he would bump into this gentleman this time.

He thought he had been very careful.

"Ang?" Chen Changsheng was a little surprised and couldn't help laughing: "When did you offend me?"

Tong Zhihuan was stunned when he heard this. He raised his head, his eyes were filled with confusion.

"No, no?" Tong Zhihuan said in shock.

"Chen doesn't think so."

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "By the way, why did you call me Master Immortal?"

Tong Zhihuan opened his mouth and then explained.

He talked about what he had heard from the corner in the past few years, and also talked about the city god's dream later.

"Is that so..." Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "No wonder you are so afraid of me."

Tong Zhihuan pursed his lips, and then said: "Master Immortal, I was still young and didn't understand the rules, so I offended you. It was not intentional. I hope Master Immortal will be merciful and spare you."

Chen Changsheng almost cried when he saw him talking.

He couldn't help but ask: "Let me tell you, what on earth did the old city god tell you?"

"Master Cheng Huang..."

Tong Zhihuan said quickly: "No, it's none of the business of the City God."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Okay, the matter is not as serious as you think. Not only do I not want your life, I will not make things difficult for you. Chen is not so stingy."


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