Gao Fugui has absolute confidence in Lin Xiaoming's medical skills.
Lin Xiaoming's superb medical skills are not just blown away, everyone in Hekeng Village has witnessed it.
If no one else talks about it, they will say that the former village chief, Uncle Seven, nearly died under the old banyan tree at the head of the village due to a serious illness last time, but was saved by Lin Xiaoming.
Although Gao Fugui was not prominent at that time, he was among the crowd of spectators and witnessed Lin Xiaoming's resurrection.
Although Gao Fugui has trust in Lin Xiaoming's character, he is also worried because his new wife is really beautiful, and human nature is often the thing that cannot stand the test the most.
If possible, Gao Fugui would like to stay and accompany the woman to see a doctor, but that's not possible. He has to go to town for a meeting soon.
Thinking that it was broad daylight and people were coming and going in the village, and Lin Xiaoming was not the kind of doctor who would mess around, Gao Fugui finally got on his newly purchased motorcycle and hurried away.
As soon as he left, Lin Xiaoming and Zhong Yingchun were the only ones left in the yard.
Zhong Yingchun had obviously dressed up specially today. She was wearing a snow-white slim sweater on her upper body, a long cashmere jacket on the outside, and a gray knee-length skirt on her lower body, which was wrapped in black silk. She was wearing ankle boots, which were high enough to expose the top of her calves.
Slender and beautiful part.
The color matching of the dress is harmonious and layered, but it is not too cumbersome. On the contrary, it is sexy, pleasant, generous and appropriate, and the unique mature charm of a beautiful young woman is fully displayed.
This woman is undoubtedly a natural dresser. No matter what kind of clothes she wears, she looks so suitable.
But the most touching thing is the charming look between her eyes and eyebrows, which gently stirs up strange emotions in you.
Lin Xiaoming was not a thief, but when he was alone with Zhong Yingchun again, he felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at her.
This woman is too young, completely different from Chen Zhilin.
Chen Zhilin's kind is something that is deliberately put on and superficial. But Zhong Yingchun's kind is something that comes out naturally and comes from the bottom of one's heart. Most people can't stand it at all.
After Zhong Yingchun stood for a while, seeing that Lin Xiaoming was still in a daze, he chuckled and asked, "Are you going to let my sister-in-law stand here all the time?"
Lin Xiaoming finally came to his senses and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go to the clinic!"
Zhong Yingchun turned around, opened her legs and walked slowly into the clinic.
Lin Xiaoming followed her, looking at the swaying figure in front of her, feeling that Gao Fugui was really lucky to have caught such a beauty.
After entering the clinic, Zhong Yingchun did not sit at the consultation table. Instead, she sat on the wooden sofa in front of the coffee table and lightly crossed her long legs.
Seeing that Lin Xiaoming stopped in front of the consultation table and did not come over, Zhong Yingchun asked with a chuckle, "What? Are you afraid that your sister-in-law will eat you?"
Lin Xiaoming sweated, "Sister-in-law is not a tiger, how could she eat me?"
"Then why are you standing so far away?" Zhong Yingchun blinked at him and asked playfully, "Are you afraid that I will infect you with a virus?"
"Sister-in-law is joking!" Lin Xiaoming had no choice but to come over, sit on the wooden sofa opposite her, and start making tea for her.
Zhong Yingchun seemed to be afraid of what he would see from that angle, so she lowered her folded legs, bent her knees and put her body forward, and even pressed her hands in the middle of her skirt.
While Lin Xiaoming was busy boiling water, washing pots and scalding cups, Zhong Yingchun suddenly said quietly, "I don't know if it's a misunderstanding. We haven't seen each other all night. We seem to have become strangers!"
Lin Xiaoming was stunned when he heard this. What does it mean to become a stranger? We are not familiar with each other in the first place, okay?
Zhong Yingchun looked at him, "If I guessed correctly, Yashu should have said a lot about me when she brought you back last night, right?"
This was not an easy question to answer. Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but said, "This..."
Zhong Yingchun shook his head, "Actually, she was right. I am indeed spoiled and can't bear the hardship. I can't even do the work on plantations and farms!"
Lin Xiaoming took a closer look at her skinny skin and tender flesh, and felt that she was indeed not suitable for a hoe and a carrying pole. At the same time, he also felt that it was a wrong choice for her to marry a rich man and come to the countryside.
A woman with a face like her is destined to be rich and wealthy. She should not live in a remote valley with a simple life, but should live in a big city with luxury cars and mansions, and have enough food and clothing.
Zhong Yingchun sighed again, "It's a pity that I didn't have the princess's life but got the princess's disease. Maybe I should work harder. Now that I have made a choice, I should accept it all!"
Lin Xiaoming didn't know how to persuade her. Could it be that you can leave here and find a life of your own? Wouldn't that be breaking up her and Gao Fugui, so he just handed her a cup of tea and changed the subject, "Sister-in-law, you drink tea."
Zhong Yingchun picked up the tea, put it to his nose and smelled it gently. After a brief sip, he couldn't help but admire, "The tea soup is clear and mellow, with a fresh and soft taste, and a sweet aftertaste. It suits my taste very well!"
Lin Xiaoming asked doubtfully, "Sister-in-law also likes to drink tea?"
Zhong Yingchun nodded slightly, "Actually, I prefer drinking tea to wine. Wine makes people drunker the more they drink, but tea makes people soberer and wiser!"
The women around Lin Xiaoming all know how to make tea, but none of them really likes to drink it. It is rare that he meets someone with the same taste, so he becomes generous.
"Sister-in-law, if you like to drink this kind of tea, I still have some here. You can bring some back later."
"No need!" Zhong Yingchun smiled and shook his head slightly, then said a bit out of line, "Do you know why I don't drink alcohol at all?"
Lin Xiaoming responded honestly, "I really don't know, my sister-in-law has a good drinking capacity!"
Zhong Yingchun looked at him with a meaningful look, "Because drinking is like drinking tea. I only drink with the right people! With tea, I can't drink without the right people!"
Lin Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. The amount of information in this sentence was a bit large. He didn't know how to answer it, so he could only change the topic again, "Sister-in-law, your brother said that you want to see me for medical treatment. Where do you feel uncomfortable in your body?"
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Zhong Yingchun shook his head, "Actually, I don't feel particularly uncomfortable anywhere."
Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but look at her in confusion.
Zhong Yingchun's voice lowered, "I'm just looking for a reason..."
He stopped mid-sentence, but it was even more exciting to stop talking.
Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but think about the second part of her sentence, "Why are you looking for a reason? Come to see me specially?"
Oh My God!
What do you want to do?
Lin Xiaoming's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he became a little distracted.
Zhong Yingchun took the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, looking at him with burning eyes, "Xiao Ming, drink tea."
Lin Xiaoming didn't dare to take the tea, "Sister-in-law, it's getting late."
Zhong Yingchun asked with a faint smile, "So?"
The flustered Lin Xiaoming stood up and said without hesitation: "It's time for me to go back!"
"Porphy!" Zhong Yingchun burst into laughter immediately, and the flower branches trembled with waves, "Okay, you can go back!"
When Lin Xiaoming saw her smiling, he felt a little crazy for a moment. It took him a while to realize, "Uh, this is my home!"
Zhong Yingchun finally put away her smile, "Xiao Ming, are you trying to drive your sister-in-law away?"
Lin Xiaoming was asked again and didn't know how to respond. In front of her, he, who had always been sharp-tongued, became completely unable to act. "No, I didn't mean that..."
Zhong Yingchun looked at her with gentle eyes, "Don't be anxious, it's still early, and you haven't shown me the disease yet!"
Lin Xiaoming asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you don't feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"It's true that I don't feel particularly uncomfortable, but I still have some minor illnesses and pains. Now that I'm here, you can give me a full body check. After a while, your brother and I will get a marriage certificate. You should do it right."