The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

The three of them entered the Luo family's backyard and met Yuan Pu head-on.

"Miss Ye, why are you here?"

"I'm here to save people!" Ye Nitang passed him and looked towards the center of the yard.

"Just stop causing trouble!"

Yuan Pu looked slightly stunned.

Ever since Lin Changhe recovered from his illness, he somewhat believed that Ye Nitang could cure the disease.

But the child was hurt in her heart, and now she has died again. Unless she is a fairy who descends to earth, there is nothing she can do to save her.

Ye Nitang turned around and glared at him, "I rescued him, how about you do three things for me unconditionally?"

"Okay." Yuan Pu agreed without hesitation.

"Don't regret it!" Ye Nitang said and looked towards the yard.

On the wooden table in the courtyard, a black wooden stake as thick as a thumb was inserted into the heart of a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Luo Congshan used silver needles to seal large acupuncture points all over his body to slow down blood loss.

Jiang Yan attached his palm around the child's heart, slowly transmitting internal energy to prevent it from stopping.

The two were discussing how to pull out the wooden stake.

Not far from them, a man and woman in shabby clothes were biting their arms and not daring to cry loudly. They must be the parents of the child.

Next to them are two middle-aged men, one blue and one gray. They are the doctor in charge of Jishi Hall in the town and his boss Ma Zheng.

The two sang and talked in harmony.

"Mayor, he's out of breath, so don't waste your energy."

"If I, Jishi Hall, can't save someone, no one in Liuhe Town can save him."

"Of course we can't save an incompetent person," Ye Nitang walked up to the child loudly, quickly looked into his eyes, and touched his neck, "Mayor Jiang, Doctor Luo, he is still breathing, leave it to me. "

Ma Zheng saw Ye Nitang clearly and laughed immediately, "Hahaha, I thought who was so loud, it turned out to be Ye Shazhu, this time she didn't even have to make a coffin, let her cut the child into pieces piece by piece Let’s refine the medicine!”

His body is tall and thin, his face is long, and his facial features are far apart. Combined with his contemptuous ridicule, he gives people a mean feeling.

The doctor in charge of his family is a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard. His face is relatively small in bone but has a lot of fat. There is a deep groove between his eyebrows. Even when he smiles, he has a look of bitterness.

He continued Ma Zheng's words and said sarcastically: "If you can cure this child, I will kneel down and call you grandma."

"My dear grandson, I agreed in advance that your grandma and I are very poor and have no money to give you red envelopes!" Ye Nitang stabbed him with a sneer.

The angry doctor sitting in the hall, his face turned black and blue, said, "You idiot, believe it or not, I will beat you up."

"How dare you!" Lin Changhe, who was following, glared at the doctor sitting in the hall, "Bai Jiaoniang's son and I were both cured by Miss Ye. She will definitely be able to mend this child's heart."

Since Tang'er decided to seek treatment, he believed that she would be able to save the child.

Ye Nitang looked at Lin Changhe, who was defending her, with admiration flashing in his eyes. He was definitely a die-hard fan of the original owner.

She opened her wooden medicine box, took out a small gourd-shaped pot, and fed the child's mouth with spiritual spring water.

Luo Congshan didn't know what she was feeding, but at this time, he didn't want Ye Nitang to interfere with the child's affairs.

"Tang'er, he's hopeless." Luo Congshan said in a sad tone.

Every doctor hopes that his patient can survive, especially such a young child.

But he couldn't save him.

After hearing this, Ma Zheng and his family's doctor started to echo the words.

"Haha, my doctor at Jishi Hall can make a mistake in diagnosis. Even a blind man can see that this child will definitely die."

"If you let idiot Ye take action, you will only die without a complete body."

"That's enough. You have no medical ethics or oral ethics. How can you be qualified to be a doctor?" Jiang Yan glared at Ma Zheng and his doctor. The moment his eyes moved to Ye Nitang, he softened a little. He hadn't seen her for more than ten days. It seems that a lot has changed, "Miss Ye, show him. No matter what the result is, it's not your fault."

He has been paying attention to Lin Changhe's condition, and has also visited Bai Ziyi and the old man who bought Hanbi ointment.

All three of them have recovered. No matter which one of them recovers, it is a miracle.

What she said just now was so sure, maybe she could really save the child's life.

Ma Zheng and the doctor sitting in the hall were so angry at Jiang Yan that they shut up with sarcastic expressions.

"It's just a minor operation," Ye Nitang smiled at Jiang Yan, then looked at the child's parents, "Do you agree to let me treat it?"

She didn't want to get into trouble and die in the middle of her work.

The two of them were dressed in shabby linen clothes and looked like authentic mountain farmers.

Looking at Ye Nitang, he looked at a loss.

If the mayor hadn't happened to save their son.

By now their child was cold.

This fat woman, they had never seen her, and they didn't know if she could be cured.

Seeing that the two of them were so stupid that they didn't know how to talk, Luo Congshan said guiltily: "The child is hopeless. If you are willing, let Miss Ye try."

"Idiot Ye wants to use your son to practice dismemberment." Ma Zheng said angrily from the side.

"Mother Ma looks down on me so much, so I have to cure him today," Ye Nitang said with a deliberately vindictive look, pretending to diagnose the child's pulse, but could not feel the pulse several times.

She looked at Luo Congshan flatteringly, "Doctor Luo, he is too young and I can't feel his pulse. Please tell me quickly, what is his pulse like?"

Luo Congshan was a sincere person and didn't notice that she was putting on a show. He said blankly, "Don't you know how to do it?"

"Yes, I can, of course I can," Ye Nitang looked guilty and pretended to diagnose the pulse, then looked at the child's parents anxiously, "Oh no, one more stick of incense and your son will die. You guys Make a decision quickly, do you want me to save him?"

"I want it!" the child's mother kept saying. Even if there was no way she could be saved, she didn't want to give up.

"Okay, then go home and prepare 10,000 taels of silver notes," Ye Nitang looked at the couple, "Don't think that my medical skills are unmatched in the world, but the fees are also very high."

The child's parents were dumbfounded. They sold their entire family and couldn't even collect ten thousand taels of silver.

The two of them instantly collapsed to the ground, losing the energy to cry.

The Luo family, Jiang Yan, Lin Changhe and the others were also confused. Why did they raise the money at this critical moment?

Want so much more.

Ma Zheng laughed again and said: "Hahaha, 10,000 taels of silver notes, silly Ye, you really dare to ask for it. If you can save this child in front of me today, I will pay for these 10,000 taels!" "

Ye Nitang curled her lips and finally went on the road.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yan, "Mayor Jiang, you heard this. If he doesn't give me the banknote, I'll ask you for it."

Jiang Yan said very cooperatively, "Yuanpu, the Ma family is kind and righteous, and is willing to pay for the medical expenses of this child. You write a letter of praise to him and let him write the receipt."

Yuan Pu had seen the whole process of Ye Nitang's blackmailing of Ye Jiawang, and guessed that Ye Nitang did it on purpose, and snickered and pulled Luo Junning to get pen, ink and paper.