Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

"How is it, doctor? Am I recovered?"

Hospital, Xu Damao asked confidently.

"Uh, it looks like you're still infertile."

The doctor said as he looked at the report.

"This... is impossible. Doctor, please take a closer look and see if you have made a mistake."

"I took medicine that an old god sold me. He said three courses of treatment would cure me. It cost me 70 or 80 yuan. The old god told me that the medicine would definitely cure my illness. Logically, I should have recovered by now."

Xu Damao said anxiously that he could never accept this result.

The old immortal was regarded as a god in the village. He could bring the dead back to life. My minor illness was nothing to the old immortal. How could he not be healed yet?

"What old immortal? That's all lies. You have to trust doctors and medicine. The result of the examination now shows that you are still infertile."

The doctor understood Xu Damao's current mood very well. After all, in this era, not having children means the family will be extinct. Out of sympathy for Xu Damao, the doctor patiently explained.

"Comrade Doctor, are you sure this result is correct?"

Xu Damao asked without giving up. Even if there was a slight possibility, he was unwilling to give up.

"They were all checked by instruments, there can't be any mistakes,"

the doctor replied.

Xu Damao felt as if the hope that had just been ignited had been extinguished. He had originally thought that if he recovered, he would kick Qin Jingru out.

Yu Haitang from the factory was a good choice. She was pretty, had a big butt, and looked like a good fertility girl. But God played a big joke on him.

"Damn it."

Xu Damao came out of the hospital angrily and rode his bicycle to the countryside. Today he must let the sanctimonious old immortal see why the flowers are so red.

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"Master, it's bad. The fool from a while ago is here."

A young man ran in hurriedly and spoke to the old man sitting on the bed.

He saw Xu Damao fall down while riding his bicycle at the entrance of the village, and hurried over to inform the old immortal.

The old immortal has a wrinkled face and dark skin, but his eyes are deep and bright, and he looks very mysterious.

"Why are you panicking? A silly guy scared you like this? That silly guy is nothing."

The old immortal spoke with a look of disdain, expressing his dissatisfaction with his disciple's appearance.

"Master, I feel very panicked."

The young man covered his chest and felt his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out.

"Gousheng, it's right to panic. I was also panicked when I first started. Don't panic all the time. You have to seize the time and enter our industry."

"Why don't you change your clothes quickly?"

The old immortal scolded Gousheng severely.

"I understand, master."

Gousheng grew up eating at other people's homes and had no one to educate him. He was idle since he was young and he fell in love with the job of an old immortal in the village. He didn't have to work all day and everyone respected him very much.

The old immortal just happened to be looking for someone to take care of him in his old age, and the two hit it off, and Gousheng became the old immortal's apprentice.

After a while, Gousheng came out wearing a Taoist robe and looked like a Taoist boy.

“Bang, bang, bang~ Old bastard, open the door for me, or I’ll beat you to death today.”

Xu Damao was knocking on the door frantically outside, venting his inner anger.

"What should I do, Master?"

Gousheng asked worriedly.

"What else can I do? Go open the door. I'll let you see my master's methods."

The old immortal was very calm, he believed in his ability to deceive people.

Even if he fails to fool people, the worst that can happen is that he will be beaten up. What is there for him to be afraid of at his age?

"Okay master."

Gousheng looked at his master's calm face and felt admiration for him. He thought his master was a great man. He was not afraid even when someone came to his door to attack him.

"Ouch."

As soon as Gousheng opened the door, he was pushed headfirst by the angry Xu Damao and cried in pain.

"Old bastard, didn't you say that it would be cured in three courses? Why am I still looking like this?"

After entering the room, Xu Damao asked angrily, as if he was ready to start a fight if they disagreed.

"My dear, don't be so irritable. Sit down and talk if you have anything to say."

I stood in front of him with a Taoist look on my face, pointing at the stool next to me and said.

"I'm sitting on the Bull Demon, I'm sitting on it, tell me, are you deceiving me?"

Xu Damao pointed at the old immortal's nose and cursed.

"Why would someone say this?"

The old immortal pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth. He knew exactly what he had done to Xu Damao.

"Didn't you say I would be cured after three courses of treatment? Why did I go to the hospital for a checkup today and I was still the same as before?"

Xu Damao said angrily that he wanted the old immortal to give him an explanation.

"You should sit down first, my dear. How can you talk when you are always so excited?"

The old immortal's indifferent look made Xu Damao feel as if he had misunderstood.

"Someone, please stretch out your arm and let me take a look at it."

The old immortal put his hand on Xu Damao's arm and his expression gradually became serious.

"What's going on, old immortal?"

Xu Damao is a bit superstitious, so he has changed the name unconsciously.

"My dear, I was right last time. Your acquired infertility problem has been solved. But I didn't realize last time that there is actually a congenital component in your problem."

"To put it simply, you were born with this problem, so the examination showed the same situation as before."

This was obviously not the first time the old immortal had done such a thing. He lied without hesitation, leaving Xu Damao stunned.

"Ah? Innate?"

Xu Damao said in shock, if that was the case, then he must have misunderstood Sha Zhu?

But Xu Damao would definitely not explain it clearly. He and Sha Zhu didn't get along well, and he was sent in with great difficulty. He didn't want to let him out so easily.

"Yes."

The old immortal said this with certainty, as if he believed it himself.

"What should we do, old immortal? Is there any way to cure this situation?"

Xu Damao had been fooled by the old immortal's words and had forgotten what he was here for.

"Yes, I'll prescribe a few more doses of medicine for you. You'll feel better after about six courses of treatment. But you can't use ordinary water to decoct the medicine this time."

The old immortal said mysteriously.

"I know the rules, please excuse me, old god."

Xu Damao stood up, took out ten yuan from his pocket, placed it respectfully in front of the old immortal, and then retreated to his seat and sat down.

The old immortal began to mutter something, which looked strange and unusual, as if he was communicating with the gods in heaven.

"Please drop one of your petals down here."

After the old immortal finished speaking, he made some humming and ah-ah sounds as if he was accepting an inheritance.

Then he looked at Xu Damao with sharp eyes, which made Xu Damao feel uneasy.

"These medicines need to be boiled with rootless water."

The old immortal then revealed the secret, still panting, as if he had paid some price.

"Rootless water? What is this?"

Xu Damao asked in confusion. He had never heard of this name. Would it be very expensive?