The promise of slow wear for the rest of your life

After the five old men stood still, without saying a word, they all bent down and bowed their hands to salute Anol.

Anol accepted it calmly, bowed slightly to return the salute, and then stretched out his hands to help them up one by one: "The old men are polite."

One of the old men stood up tremblingly, and waved sideways, beckoning the three young men behind him to come forward.

Waiting for the three youths to hold three bags full of rice grains, they stood still in front of Anol and the others.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Si Langzhong is so kind to me, I can't repay it. This is a little care from all of us, I hope you don't dislike it."

The three youths all gave out the food bags in their arms with gratitude.

Some disaster victims laughed and echoed.

"There are few people in my family who can eat, so I have three handfuls of rice. Wang Silang will accept it."

"That's right, there are so many people in my family who can eat, so I produced a handful of rice. Don't think too little, Mr. Wang Si!"

Looking at the yellow and emaciated bright smiles in front of him, Arnold couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and couldn't say any excuses.

Following everyone's wishes, he took the three bags of rice and said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern."

Everyone laughed and said, "Si Lang Zhong, you are being polite."

The five old men took the lead to salute Anol again, and said: "I will take my leave, please take care of the doctor."

"Everyone take care." Anol returned the gift and watched them off on their way home.

When people walked away, Cong Yan wiped the wet corners of his eyes with his hand, and said, "These victims really have a heart. I heard that each of them will receive a total of one liter of rice this time."

"Next time we have to wait at least three to five days before the second batch of disaster relief food arrives before we can get more. Just like this, they are still willing to share their own share, and they have made up their minds to make up three full bags."

Anol sighed and said, "Yes, there are still many people who repay their kindness in this world, but few people who are wolf-hearted."

Situ Yan was full of emotion, and softly echoed: "It makes sense."

The rice grain bags distributed by the government are not big, and a full bag can hold at most three liters of rice, about five catties.

The three bags of rice weighed about [-] catties in total.

Although it is not much, it is the most precious thing that those hungry, sallow and emaciated victims can return today.

Arnold put it in the back basket and carried it back to the inn himself.

Of the prey he brought back, Arnold only kept tiger bones and musk glands with the highest medicinal value, tiger skin and musk skin and musk meat, all of which he sold to the greedy innkeeper at a high price.

In this way, Arnold not only got back the rent, water and food that he paid before, but even got a surplus that was three times higher.

For lunch, the three of them ate rice grains collected by the victims.

After the meal, Cong Yan went to the market to buy some dry food for backup, but he returned in vain.

Arnold wanted to buy some from the innkeeper at a high price, but was rejected by the innkeeper.

The shopkeeper is also in a time of shortage of food and rice, and only accepts rice in exchange for noodles, not money.

Arnold had no choice but to take out a bag of rice grains instead of a bag of flour of equal value.

Then borrow the back kitchen of the inn to make it into dry food that is easy to store.

The noodles are made by Cong Yan, and the cakes are also baked by Cong Yan.

Anol and Situ Yan were in charge of fetching water and chopping firewood, and the other was in charge of lighting the fire.

The three of them spent an afternoon, and finally tossed out a few bags of pancakes for later use.

Blink of an eye to the next morning.

Just when Anol and the others packed their bags after breakfast and were about to leave Pingcheng

Suddenly, a pair of servants of the Chen family, holding a hundred taels of gold in their hands, respectfully invited Anol to come to the mansion for consultation.

Anol was very interested in the hundred taels of gold, and even more interested in the condition of Mrs. Chen, who caused the genius doctor named Lan to be expelled from the mansion by Chen Shanren. Dang even complied with the request of the two servants of the Chen family and turned the car around. Chen Fu.

Chen Shanren is a middle-aged man with white face, beardless, slightly fat body, with upturned mouth corners and a natural smile.

Just looking at his appearance, this Chen Shanren is actually a kind person with a kind heart and a soft face.

He personally welcomed Anol and others into the mansion, briefly explained his wife's condition, and then took the three of them to the bedroom where Mrs. Chen was.

The maids opened the door.

Chen Shanren led the three of them into the room, and sighed, "My wife used to be weak, but she was able to walk on the ground. Now she was misdiagnosed by that quack doctor, and her condition worsened. mind."

A Nuoer smiled lightly and said, "It's okay. Master Chen can just call me Si Langzhong. Si's medical skills are mediocre, so he can't bear the name of a genius doctor."

Chen Shanren said with a smile: "Miraculous Doctor Si is self-effacing. I have heard it for a long time. In the past half a month, ten of the patients you have treated outside the city have recovered. Few people can match your superb medical skills. The name of the miracle doctor , worthy of the name."

Arnold tilted his head and said with a smile: "To be honest, I still prefer others to call me the doctor."

Chen Shanren immediately changed his words: "Si Lang Zhong, please."

"Master Chen, please." Anol said politely before stepping into the inner room of the bedroom.

Cong Yan followed closely behind with the medicine box on his back.

To avoid suspicion, Situ Yan stopped outside and waited.

In the inner room, the servant girl guarding the bed leaned over and bowed to everyone before quietly retreating.

Chen Shanren stepped forward in person, opened the bed curtain and hung it on the bedposts on both sides, and gently pulled out his wife's hand from the thin quilt.

Arnold took a seat on the low stool with the slumped edge, Cong Yan took out the pillow and handed it over, and then laid pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the side table for later use.

Mrs. Chen is a woman with a pretty face, only in her twenties.

Anol carefully observed the woman's complexion, and stretched out three fingers from behind to check her pulse.

After about a cup of tea, Anol stopped, got up and walked to the table, while asking Chen Shanren, Mrs. Chen's age, while taking a pen to record the medical records, adding three prescriptions.

Then he copied three other copies of the prescription, dried the ink, and handed it to Chen Shanren, saying: "Take the medicine according to the prescription, change the prescription on time, at most twenty days, Madam Chen will recover."

Chen Shanren's eyes were burning, and he opened his mouth and asked: "How far has he recovered, can he have children?"

Anol looked up at him, and said meaningfully: "Mrs. Chen is only physically weak, and she is in a coma because her deficiency is not replenished, and she has no symptoms of infertility."

Chen Shanren's expression froze slightly.

As if he didn't realize it, A Nuoer continued, "Ordinary couples don't have many children, and most of them are not caused by one person. I hope Master Chen knows."

Chen Shanren understood the meaning of these words, and immediately said: "Please ask Si Langzhong to diagnose my pulse."

Arnold was surprised at his straightforwardness, raised his hand and said, "Master Chen please."

Chen Shanren sat down at the table.

Cong Yan took out the pillow again and placed it under his wrist.

Arnold also took a seat at the table.

After diagnosing the pulse, Arnold did not write a prescription immediately, but first sent Cong Yan out of the inner room, and then asked Chen Shanren some more private questions.

Chen Shanren never shy away from illnesses and doctors, answered any questions without any concealment, and even reported his age so that Arnold could prescribe and record the case.

There was only one prescription prescribed this time.

Anuoer handed it to Chen Shanren, and said warmly: "Master Chen's body is not serious, only the kidney yang is a little weak. Although there is no problem in sexual affairs, it is difficult for people to conceive children. This disease is not difficult Healed. In the future, Master Chen only needs to take care of him according to the prescription, and he will be fine."

Chen Shanren was skeptical and took the prescription.

Anol went on to say: "After Mrs. Chen has used the second prescription and her condition has improved greatly, Mr. Chen can take the medicine for seven days according to the prescription. During the two of you taking the medicine, you need to avoid alcohol and sex."

"After you take the medicine for seven days, Mrs. Chen should have recovered by then. Master Chen only needs to supplement with a bowl of tiger penis soup or a bowl of fresh deer blood every night, and then sleep with Mrs. Chen. At most In this month, Mrs. Chen can conceive and have an heir."

Chen Shanren's complexion was slightly red, and he answered again and again.

Before leaving the inner room, Anol opened the medicine drawer, took out a small white porcelain bottle, and handed it to Chen Shanren: "Master Chen can put this medicine under Mrs. Chen's nose to wake her up."

"Thank you very much!" Chen Shanren smiled and took the white porcelain medicine bottle with both hands.

"Master Chen, you are welcome."

Anol picked up the medicine box and left the inner room, leaving space for the couple.

Seeing him coming out, Cong Yan hurriedly stepped forward to take the heavy medicine box.

Situ Yan put down the teacup, raised his eyes and asked him, "How is it?"

Arnold replied briefly: "It's nothing serious."

"That's good." Situ Yan lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the empty cup, and put it in front of Arnold: "This tea is still drinkable, you should try it too."

Anol took a cup and sipped it carefully, and said in praise: "It's really good tea."

Cong Yan's eyes showed a dazed look, he looked to the left and looked again, took a cup of tea and smacked his lips, but still only tasted bitterness.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Shanren had a small talk with his wife for a while before he left the inner room.

Arnold wanted to leave, but he couldn't resist Chen Shanren's warm invitation, so he finally stayed in Chen's Guest House.

That night, Chen Shanren hosted a banquet for the three of them.

Arnold and others readily agreed.

During the banquet, Chen Shanren toasted frequently, but the three refused repeatedly, so they inevitably drank a few more glasses.

After the banquet, Chen Shanren waved his hand, called a few maids and attendants with handsome faces and slim figures, and sent them back to the guest house to rest.

It's a pity that his kindness was not appreciated.

A Nuoer, who was almost drunk after drinking, managed to stay sober, waved his hand to signal the maidservants and attendants to retreat, got up to set up the drunk Cong Yan, greeted Situ Yan, who was not drunk on the top, bid farewell to Shanren Chen, and returned to the guest house.

The Chen's Courtyard's mansion is deep, even if it is a guest courtyard, it is also decorated quite grandly.

The guest courtyard where Arnold and the others lived has a very beautiful environment, complete with rockery, bonsai, small bridges and running water.

There are also three guest rooms, just enough for each of them to live in one.

A Nuoer sent the drunk Cong Yan back to sleep on the bed in the bedroom, and before leaving he poured a bowl of hangover soup served by the servants of the Chen residence.

The other two servants of the Chen family who accompanied him were given repeated orders by him not to serve him close to Cong Yan when he was drunk.

The two servants responded repeatedly, promising not to step into the inner room for no reason and disturb Cong Yan's rest.

With them resting inside and outside guarding the cluster rocks, Arnold felt at ease.

If there is no accident, these servants will not dare to provoke him.

After placing Cong Yan, Arnold turned back to his guest room.

Situ Yan remained silent and entered another vacant guest room.

The servants brought hot water for the two to wash.

After washing off the smell of alcohol, Situ Yan waved away the accompanying servants, and then knocked on the door of the guest room where Anol had been resting.