Master Doctor in the City

The barefoot doctor saw that Ye Chen and Gu Ling's clothes were ordinary. This was mainly because the clothes of the two were bought in Bangkang, so they didn't want the clothes usually worn by Ye Chen to be as expensive.

However, when the barefoot doctor saw the young couple Ye Chen, he thought it was a relationship, and immediately began to flicker.

Ye Chen doesn't know the price of Indian oil in foreign countries, nor does he know if this bottle of Indian oil is real?

Gu Ling felt that Ye Chen was more and more strange, did Ye Chen want to buy these things and go back to Wa State or Old Street to find those local women!

Seeing Ye Chen hesitating, the barefoot doctor said again: "Young man, sell it to others for 500 yuan, and sell it to you for another 20 yuan."

Ye Chen still shook his head and said, "It's still too expensive, and I'm young and strong, with a very good kidney, so I don't need this stuff!"

Gu Ling really couldn't stand it anymore, especially the eyes of other people around him. When Gu Ling took the initiative to stretch out his hand and was about to pull Ye Chen away, it was not easy for the barefoot doctor to meet such a customer and said hurriedly: " Four hundred and five, no less."

Ye Chen still shook his head.

Of course, he wanted to buy a bottle and take a look.

"Young man, you are still too expensive, I also have my own brew here, the effect is the same as this Indian **** oil."

The barefoot doctor said hurriedly.

"how much is it?"

"Three bottles of fifty dollars."

The other party took out a bag from the back, and Ye Chen saw that the three bottles of liquid were of different colors, red and yellow, and one bottle was white, which was colorless.

"This is a recipe handed down by the ancestors. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty used this thing to spoil the concubine."

Said the barefoot doctor.

In the past, this place was indeed where the Nanming Emperor Zhu Clan fled here, scattered here, as to whether it was really a folk remedy, or a secret remedy from the royal doctor of the palace?

Ye Chen didn't know.

"I want three bottles of this stuff, and the bottle of Indian **** oil just now, I also want one bottle."

"Okay, I'll put it in a bag for you."

After the barefoot doctor quickly took out a black bag and filled the four bottles of medicated oil in, Gu Ling was dumbfounded. Was Ye Chen cheated by the barefoot doctor in front of him, or did Ye Chen want to do other bad things!

After Ye Chen took out five hundred yuan in cash and handed it to the barefoot doctor, the barefoot doctor collected the money, touched the cash, and found that it was true, and asked, "Are there any other things? I have a lot of good ones for removing wind and dampness. Put the ointment, wherever it hurts, where it’s uncomfortable, and make sure you are intact!"

"Next time!"

Ye Chen took the bag and walked forward with Gu Ling.

After walking far, Gu Ling felt that other people didn't look at her with that strange look.

"Why are you buying this thing?"

Gu Ling couldn't help asking.

"Of course it works!"

"You won't really go find those local women? Tell you, they are very dirty, and they usually serve a dozen men tomorrow!"

Gu Ling said.

This seems to be her most active time.

Ye Chen looked up at her, which made Gu Ling blush.

It seemed that he cared too much. What Ye Chen did and what he did seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Seeing Ye Chen looking at him like that, Gu Ling hurriedly lowered his head and dared not look at it anymore. She felt that Ye Chen's eyes could penetrate her, as if she had seen everything through.

Going forward, Ye Chen was going to turn around Mengma Town again, and then find a place to have lunch here, after lunch, then return to Bangkang.

As for that Doctor Zhao, he must have gone to the medicinal store here to buy the goods, but, wait a minute, it is impossible to take his tricycle back home.

In front of a small reception, Ye Chen found that more people, more people means chaos, there are everyone.

Gu Ling followed, Ye Chen walked in front.

Suddenly, Gu Ling stopped.

"what are you doing!"

Gu Ling said coldly.

Ye Chen looked over and saw that a boy who was about eleven or twelve years old was about to take something in his Gulin pocket.

Obviously, this was a thief. If it weren't for Gu Ling's current female assassin's difference, the little boy had just started his hand, and the opponent had already died at his feet.

Unexpectedly, the little boy hurriedly withdrew his hand when he was seen by this young lady.

"Do you want to be beaten to death by stealing things here?"

Gu Ling asked.

The little boy dared not stay anymore, and squeezed to other places in the crowd.

However, Ye Chen could see that the little boy must be a habitual offender. Moreover, he may be a local. Look at the skin color and appearance of the place, even a local ethnic minority.

Ye Chen had seen this kind of people in many places, but in the end he didn't stop. There were many thieves of this kind, some of them were raised by themselves, and some of them were brought into that way.

However, no matter which kind, if he didn't change it, he would be a thief in the future, and sooner or later he might be beaten to death.

Ye Chen didn't go forward by himself, but took Gu Ling's hand. Gu Ling was struggling and seemed unwilling to be caught by Ye Chen like that.

After all, Ye Chen is of the opposite sex, what does it mean to hold her hand like that.

Although Ye Chen had touched her wrist yesterday when she checked her pulse condition, but now when she grasped the palm of her hand, she found that the cocoon on the palm was very thick. This is a case of frequent practice, and even often touching the weapon. , The man's hand touching the gun.

After leaving the crowd, Gu Ling threw away Ye Chen's hand and asked, "Why did you take advantage of me just now?"

"Just now so many people were afraid that you would be separated!"

"Ha ha."

Gu Ling just chuckled coldly, and said nothing.

Ye Chen ignored it either.

He walked forward and finally saw a food stall. On the other side of Shanghai, he found that the food at the food stall was pretty good, but he didn't know how the food was.

When I came to the back of the food stall, it was much quieter because there was something in front of it. The waiter and an aunt here saw Ye Chen sitting down and asked, "Are you eating?"

"Auntie, is there a recipe here?"

"Yes, I will show it to you."

Eating at food stalls is usually more at night and less during the day. However, today is the market day, so this food stall is also open during the day.

The aunt brought the recipe, and Ye Chen looked at ordinary home-cooked dishes, mainly Sichuan dishes with chili.

However, the price is not very expensive.

Now Gu Ling's menstrual period is over, and the dysmenorrhea has just passed, it is not suitable for spicy food.

"Auntie, is there anything that is not spicy?"

"You can leave out chili, but it's not that delicious."

"Then don't put any chili in these, let's fry them all, I want fresh local chicken."

The aunt also left, and Gu Ling asked, "Why don't you eat spicy food?"

"Because of you, you just came here and it's dysmenorrhea again, it's not suitable for spicy food."