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Yang Yanrong didn't expect Miss Pan to think so much. She was just stunned when she saw her woman, so she didn't think much. She quickly got dressed and said with a smile: "Xiangyun, can I tell you a story?"
"Ah? Oh, okay!" Miss Pan finally realized what she was doing. She hurriedly wiped her tears and said, "Let's go quickly! The wound must be treated early, otherwise we will be in trouble."
When Yang Yanrong heard this, his head was immediately full of black lines, hum, this little girl, is she angry with me on purpose? When she saw Miss Pan's innocent eyes, she was relieved immediately, think about it, Xiao Niu Pan just lost her virginity, her emotions
It's normal to be a little unstable. After all, this was in the Song Dynasty. If it were in modern times, they would definitely say: Get the money quickly, even if it's less than a million, otherwise I will call the police. Quack, ancient times are better.
Ah! Yang Yanrong thought shamelessly: Well, if I meet such a top-notch woman again in the future, I'll have sex first. I have plenty of money and I'm not afraid of not being able to support them.
Pan Xiangyun smiled brightly at Yang Yanrong, gently took her husband's arm, and slowly walked outside.
Fortunately, "Shiweixian" is not far from "Jishantang", and it only takes half an hour to walk.
The shopkeeper sitting in the hall gave Yang Yanrong a friendly smile and said, "Sir, here you are, Doctor Murong just went out and won't be back for a while. Just sit down and wait!"
"Haha! Okay, you're busy!" Yang Yanrong smiled slightly, nodded to the kind shopkeeper, and said softly: "Oh, it turns out that the female doctor's surname is Murong! I wonder what her name is?"
"This..." The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and Yang Yanrong knew what he was thinking. No wonder, this was ancient times, and there was no way to ask for the name of a strange woman. Although the shopkeeper knew it, it was inconvenient to tell him.
"This is my wife! She came with me to see the doctor." Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "Doctor Murong has very good medical skills. He took the medicine yesterday and the pain is not so bad. He just did some strenuous exercise yesterday. No,
The wound burst open again."
When Yang Yanrong said this, he quietly glanced at Miss Pan. Sure enough, this usually bold girl turned red and quickly lowered her head. Yang Yanrong was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.
Miss Pan had never passed by such a camp. She just lost her virginity yesterday, and now she was teased by this bad guy. She really wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in quickly. She secretly took a quick look at the bad guy next to her.
Only then did she realize that he was secretly having fun, which made Miss Pan almost burst out of anger.
When the shopkeeper saw the expressions of the boy and the girl, he understood what was going on. Judging from his experienced experience, the woman in front of him was clearly a newbie. He smiled secretly, but did not point out the problem and nodded.
, said with a smile: "It's okay to tell you, but don't tell Dr. Murong, I told you! In fact, Miss Murong is the daughter of Murong Gongyuan, the director of the Imperial Hospital at that time, and her only name is Rong."
"Murong Rong, what a good name!" Yang Yanrong thought to herself: It seems that she is very destined to me. There is a word "Rong" in her name, and there is a word "Rong" in my name. Although the words are different, the pronunciation is the same.
Yes, Rongrong? Rongrong? Haha, didn’t you just call me too?
How did the shopkeeper know that the wounded boy in front of him had so many tricks in his heart? He could think of so many words with different pronunciations. If he knew what this guy was thinking, how could he dare to tell him Murong Rong's real name?
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The same medicine boy from yesterday came over, made some fragrant tea for the two of them, and then went off to do their business. Since it was morning, "Jishantang" was also starting to get busy, and there was an endless stream of people coming to the store to see doctors and get medicine.
. After waiting for about a stick of incense, Murong Rong came back. She was still dressed in the same outfit as yesterday, with a green gauze cover and a plain white gauze skirt. She came in all styles. When she saw Yang Yanrong looking at her, Murong Rong couldn't help but look at her.
Rong couldn't help but frowned secretly, and thought to herself, why is this person here again? And the woman beside him has changed again. Thinking of what happened yesterday, Murong Rong felt angry in her heart, hum, I can tell by looking at your face, it must be another one.
The wound opened.
Murong Rong didn't even know what was going on. She felt angry when she saw Yang Yanrong, as if she always disliked him. She deliberately spared Yang Yanrong and walked back to her house with a few people behind her.
Yang Yanrong rolled his eyes, this guy is too much, isn't he? He said in his heart that I didn't offend you. I just said the wrong thing yesterday. Is there any need to do this? However, he didn't rush to find Murong Rong, because,
He also knew that this was not the time.
The few people Murong Rong brought could be seen from the way they were dressed. They were just ordinary people. Four young men in their twenties were carrying a pale middle-aged man. He could not help but moan in a low voice.
Holding back the pain, his slightly pale face was covered with dense beads of sweat, and veins popped out on his forehead. It was obvious that he was in severe pain, and he was just holding on. He was wearing a gray-white robe, with a scribe's scarf hanging down.
On the back of his head, he looked like a scholar, but he had an unknown illness that tortured the originally elegant and handsome man into this embarrassing state.
Pan Xiangyun couldn't help but feel anxious when she saw this, but the one who was anxious was not the middle-aged man being carried. Besides, that person's life and death had nothing to do with her? Miss Pan only cared about her husband's injury, and now she couldn't wait to
Then the middle-aged man deserves to be in pain to death. Haha, in this way, the husband can get the fastest treatment.
"Xiangyun, how about we go in and have a look?" Yang Yanrong whispered: "I'm afraid this disease is difficult to cure, and Doctor Murong may not be able to cure it."
Pan Xiangyun was surprised and asked quietly: "How do you know this disease can't be cured? Do you also know that it can't be cured?"
"How can I treat a disease? This disease is called appendicitis, and it can only be cured by removing the appendix. I have had this disease before. In short, in this era, this disease cannot be cured!" Yang Yanrong sighed,
He added: "Although today's medical skills are advanced, they have not yet progressed to that point."
Pan Xiangyun was confused after hearing this, what about appendicitis, surgery, this era, she shook her head, since she didn't understand, there was no need to ask, since her husband understood it, she understood it too.
Supporting Yang Yanrong, Miss Pan walked cautiously, fearing that she would accidentally fall and hit her husband. But she had no idea that she was a martial arts master, so how could she accidentally fall? It was really true.
Concern is chaos!
When they arrived at Murong Rong's hut, they saw that the middle-aged man had been carried onto the soft couch. Murong Rong was giving him acupuncture. Obviously, the acupuncture had no effect, but the middle-aged man's face became even paler.