"Not cured!" Fang Hong said frankly. If you have read this chapter, please move to the latest chapter in Chinese reading

Nie Yu was anxious: "Why don't you treat me? Uncle Zhan Jiu didn't get a minor illness, nor did he doubt your medical skills. He is not a traitor, and it does not violate your three principles of non-treatment!"

Fang Hong said carelessly: "If you don't like it, you won't be cured."

"Hmph!" Zhan Jiu snorted coldly: "I didn't say I wanted you to treat it!"

Anyway, these two guys have taken it back.

Nie Yu grabbed Fang Hong's hands and tears were almost bursting out: "Please, just treat it as helping me, okay? Uncle Zhan Jiu watched me grow up since I was a child, and I always think of him as his uncle."

Fang Hong still refused to let go: "You didn't listen to what he said? He even said I don't need to treat it. I will never treat such self-righteous guys."

"Brother, just treat Uncle Zhan Jiu!" At this time, Zhang Rou finally couldn't help but persuade her.

"Girl..." Nie Yu looked at Zhang Rou happily.

Yes, the girl issued an order, and of course, the miracle doctor Fang had no choice but to follow the order.

When Zhan Jiu and Nie Yu asked him to be treated, he would not really disobey.

"I'll go out." Fang Hong stood up.

"Where are you going up?" Nie Yu asked.

"Get medicine." Fang Hong said, and gave Zhan Jiu a blank look: "It's not free, you have to pay the medical expenses."

Zhan Jiuyang raised his eyebrows: "No money."

"..." Fang Hong pushed Big 28 out in disappointment: "You must not be named Zhan."

Zhan Jiu was stunned: "What's my surname Zhan?"

"Subject Lai!"

Zhan Jiu: "..."

Nie Yu wiped the black line from his forehead and said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Zhan Jiu, don't care, this is what he is like, he has never been serious all day."

Zhan Jiu snorted coolly.

Nie Yu asked again: "Uncle Zhan Jiu. Have you ever seen your injury with Mr. Feng?"

The old Feng in Nie Yu's mouth is Feng Zhishui, known as the "King of Chinese Medicine".

Zhan Jiu nodded: "I've seen it with him."

"He can't cure it either?"

"He said that he could only take medicine to relieve it for the time being. If he wanted to cure it completely, he would probably have to spend more time studying it."

Nie Yu comforted: "Uncle Zhan Jiu, don't worry, Fang Hong can definitely heal your injuries."

Zhan Jiu picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, but did not speak.

Half an hour later, Fang Hong came back, holding a large bag of medicinal herbs in his hand.

"Boil five bowls of water into three bowls of water." Fang Hong threw the medicine bag to Nie Yu casually. Then he picked up the jar of wine and filled himself with a bowl: "Since you don't have money to pay for the medical expenses, then use this jar of wine to pay for it."

"Hmph!" Zhan Jiu stared at him: "Do you know how much this jar of wine is worth?"

"Is it more valuable than your life?" Fang Hong also stared at him.

Zhan Jiu stopped talking, picked up the bowl and looked at Fang Hongyang. He drank it all in one go.

Fang Hong also picked up the bowl and drank it all.

One hour later...

"The medicine is ready." Nie Yu came out of the kitchen and said to Fang Hong.

When Fang Hong entered the kitchen, Nie Yu whispered to Fang Hong: "Hey, are you sure to cure Uncle Zhan Jiu's injury?"

"Tsk!" Fang Hong looked disdainful: "It's a big deal."

Nie Yu immediately showed joy. Although this guy likes to show off, he has never brag before. He will do it if he says he can.

"Then please, please." Nie Yu raised his toes and pecked Fang Hong's face quickly.

"..." Fang Hong looked at Nie Yu with round eyes.

"What?" Nie Yu lowered his eyes in shame: "I just want to reward you."

"Hey, hey, are you taking the opportunity to eat my tofu in the name of reward?" Doctor Fang was so good at taking advantage of it.

"You bastard, go to death!" Miss Nie slapped him hard and angrily left the kitchen.

Fang Hong touched the place where Nie Yu had just kissed, and it seemed that there was still a little wetness there.

I have to say that the touch was wet and soft at that moment. It felt really good.

Pour three bowls of medicinal juice into a small iron pot, turn on the heat, and gently stir with the spatula...

As time passed, the medicine juice became more and more viscous, until only a pool of black paste as big as a palm remained.

Find a white cloth the size of a palm, spread the ointment evenly on the white cloth, and make a piece of dog skin plaster.

The mission is done!

"Take off your shirt." Fang Hong walked out to fight against Jiudao.

Zhan Jiu took off his coat and exposed a tight black long-sleeved T-shirt. Good guy, all the big and small muscle groups on his upper body bulged up like small hills, as if they contained infinite power.

"Huh..." Zhan Jiu took a deep breath, tightened his fists, and then suddenly exerted force from his whole body: "Ha!"

Tear! Tear! Tear...

The black T-shirt on his body was immediately broken by the expanded muscle mass and cracked into strips of rags.

"..." Zhang Rou was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands.

Zhan Jiuze pulled down the rags hanging on his body as if nothing had happened and threw them on the ground.

Fang Hong cursed in anger: "I said uncle, will you die if you pretend to be less and pussy? Is it true that the child is scared? Do you know?"

Old Zhan Jiu blushed and scratched his bald head: "Sorry, because this dress is too old, I was about to throw it away, so..."

"No, no!" At this time, Zhang Rou shook her head repeatedly: "I'm not afraid, I just think Uncle Zhan Jiu is too manly!"

Uncle Zhan Jiu's eyes flashed: "Many people say so."

"Girl, what time is it now? You won't go to bed yet?" Fang Hong shouted at Zhang Rou.

The tone is rarely harsh.

"Brother, tomorrow is Zhou Wei, so you don't have to go to school."

"You have to sleep without going to school. Children's late sleep affects their development!"

Zhang Rou stuck out her tongue and hurried to the attic.

"Haha, you're jealous." Nie Yu smiled at him.

"Eat your head!" Fang Hong glared at her angrily.

Nie Yu held back his smile: "Okay, OK Doctor Fang, please help Uncle Zhan Jiu treat his injuries quickly."

Fang Hong said to Zhan Jiu in a warning tone: "If you have nothing to do in the future, please don't come to me."

Zhan Jiu curled his lips very coolly: "Who wants to come here? If it weren't for the sake of the lady, I wouldn't even come."

"Okay, okay!" Nie Yu pinched his little hand and shouted: "Can you cure the injury first and then fight the qi?"

Then he asked Fang Hong: "Where is Uncle Zhan Jiu injured?"

Fang Hong pointed at Zhan Jiu's right latissimus dorsi: "Look at it."

I saw a light blue trace as big as a palm, not too obvious. If Fang Hong hadn't reminded him, Nie Yu wouldn't have found it easy.

Nie Yu frowned: "Is it serious just like this blue piece?"

"Let me say so." Fang Hong touched his chin: "If it were an ordinary person, he would have been unable to survive for three days. Of course, if he hadn't been taking some medicines that were quite effective, it would have been difficult for him to survive for three months."

Zhan Jiu couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his cold face.

"What kind of injuries did Uncle Zhan Jiu suffer?" Nie Yu asked.

"A strange poison, and this poison does not exist in China, only in the Western Regions. I guess you should have been abroad recently?" Fang Hong looked at Zhan Jiu.

Zhan Jiu's surprise on his face was even more: "You know a lot."

"Of course." Fang Hongdao.

I thought I have lived for more than 500 years. As long as it is something that has been there in ancient times, I don’t know how many of them are? (To be continued)
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