Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"Hey, where's the young master? It's great to be gone." The servant said happily.

Suddenly Wu Fuqian poked his head out from behind Yan Qiaotian, and said coldly, "What do you mean? I'm here."

The servant's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately pulled the doctor forward and said eagerly: "Look quickly, it's this one, this one."

The old man looked at Yan Qiaotian, smiled slightly, and then sat down by the bed. Just as he was about to take his pulse, Wu Fuqian's gloomy voice sounded again, and said, "Look at it carefully. If there is anything wrong, I will sell your wife." Go to the kiln."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then he said dumbfoundedly: "Young master, my old wife has passed away long ago, how can I sell it to a kiln?"

"Huh? Then sell your daughter." Wu Fuqian didn't seem to have thought of this answer, and after hearing the old man's words, he added another sentence.

"I don't even have a daughter." The old man seemed to be against him on purpose.

"Then sell your son, sell your daughter-in-law, in short, everyone in your family will be sold." Wu Fuqian quickly jumped up unhappily, and jumped to the center of the room. He pointed at the old man's nose and shouted.

"Hahahaha, there is only one person in the old man's family, where is the young master going to sell the old man?" Yan Qiaotian couldn't help laughing secretly at the old man's words.

This Wu Fugan should be treated like this, otherwise he would not be so rampant. Hearing the old man's words made Yan Qiaotian feel happy. There is no one in the Aotianmen who dares to talk back to Wu Fugan so openly, so The servant beside him couldn't help laughing.

Wu Fugan's complexion changed, and he walked up to the old man in an unscrupulous manner, and said, "Hmph, that's fine, I heard that some barbarians in the northwest like old men as old as you, especially men who have never had a wife. It's my favourite."

"Oh, the young master really knows a lot." The old man laughed.

"I don't understand, but I have seen it with my own eyes. They hang a man as big as you from a tree, cut off your hands and feet, and let the breath of your blood float into the distance, attracting beasts in the forest. I heard that the virgin body of my wife can attract female beasts." Wu Fuqian's eyes were deep, and his solemn expression made people shudder.

"Well, young master, is what you said true?" The servant at the side swallowed and asked in fear.

"Am I wrong? The doctor should know better than me, right?" Wu Fuqian looked at the old man and continued, "So, take a good look at it for me. If you look at it well, the young master might even help you find a wife. Not good, hum..."

The old man was obviously not frightened by his words, he slowly took Yan Qiaotian's lifeline, calmly, and said lightly: "It's not that the old man has never asked for a wife, but that the wife died early, it is obvious that the young master is not serious. ah."

Seeing the old man's concentration, although Wu Fugan wanted to say something in his heart, he held back and didn't say it. Instead, he looked nervously at the old man's face and Yan Qiaotian's pale face.

In an instant, the room became quiet, even a needle falling on the ground would be heard clearly.

After a while, the old man let go of Yan Qiaotian's wrist, and said calmly: "There is no serious problem, but the blood energy is sinking, and the internal organs are slightly damaged. It will be cured after ten days and a half months of recuperation."

Wu Fuqian watched the old man walk away from the bed, and immediately went to the bed, sat down beside Yan Qiaotian, and said cautiously: "Did you hear that, it will take ten days and a half months to recover, I see you Do you still want to run around in the future?"

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly, then turned her head and asked, "Ten days and a half months to get well?"

The old man was sitting at the table writing prescriptions, turned his head to look at Yan Qiaotian and said, "It's okay if you want to get out of bed after three days, but it's better not to do too much hard work, otherwise the back injury will come down." For a lifetime."

"Can I get up in three days? Can I go back to those places I have been to?" Yan Qiaotian asked tentatively.

The old man's eyes sank, and he said, "Of course."

Wu Fuqian immediately interjected: "You actually want to get out of bed in three days, I don't agree, you must give me ten days' rest before I can get out of bed and walk, otherwise you won't even get a penny of wages, and your daughter-in-law I don't even want to ask for it." After speaking, Wu Fugan's mouth rose slightly, and he stared at Yan Qiaotian unhappily.

Yan Qiaotian smiled awkwardly and said: "Master, if I don't work, I won't get paid. If you deduct it again, how can Xiao Lang have money to take back to beg for a wife?"

"It doesn't matter. At that time, I will support you. I will give you as much as you want, but you have to take me back to see my parents-in-law." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he bent down and rested his head on Yan Qiaotian's chest. before him, with a satisfied expression on his face.

The doctors and servants at the side unconsciously retracted their gazes. Only Yan Qiaotian felt uncomfortable. He really didn't understand why he had provoked such an evildoer. He punches.

"Master, it's too heavy. Xiao Lang's back hurts." Although she wished to punch him, Yan Qiaotian still had to suppress the unhappiness in her heart and forced a smile on her face.

Wu Fuqian got up immediately, brushed his hand over Yan Qiaotian's chest, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

The old man handed the prescription to Yan Qiaotian and said: "Pick this prescription and you will be cured."

Yan Qiaotian stared at the other party, quickly took the prescription in his hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you doctor."

"Send it to the doctor, and bring back the medicine by the way." Wu Fuqian quickly threw the prescription that Yan Qiaotian had just glanced at at the side servant, and said impatiently.

"Yes." The servant took the prescription, bowed and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Doctor please."

Although Yan Qiaotian only glanced at the prescription, he still remembered the name of the medicine clearly. Since he was a child, his greatest skill was his photographic memory, and the other party obviously knew it well.

After the doctor left, Wu Fuqian got up and walked quickly to the door, shouting at the servant: "After the medicine is caught, decoct it earlier, my Xiaolang is still waiting to drink the medicine."

As soon as Wu Fuqian's voice fell, Yan Qiaotian heard a stagger coming from outside the door, accompanied by a servant's nervous voice, saying: "Doctor, please slow down, the floor here is slippery, don't fall on you, it will hurt you!" your waist."

Wu Fuqian closed the door gently, walked quickly to Yan Qiaotian's side, and said: "Okay, I'm fine now, Xiao Lang is obedient, sleep for a while, and when the medicine is ready, I'll bring it for you to drink."

How could Yan Qiaotian be able to sleep at this time, the old man had brought him a message just now, his heart was already up and down one after another, and sleeping was probably just an act.