The promise of slow wear for the rest of your life

To be honest, when I first heard Anol's words that his wife was pregnant and she was pregnant with twins, although Chen Shanren had a smile on his face, he didn't believe it in his heart.

Chen Shanren's name is Fuwei, and his style name is Xinde. He is now in his forties, and he has already passed his forties.

He and his wife have been married for more than [-] years, and the couple are looking forward day and night to having a happy son someday in the future.

For this reason, they traveled around in the name of businessmen, searched for good doctors in East Vietnam, and also visited apricot forest masters in neighboring countries.

During this period, the number of pregnancy prescriptions Mrs. Chen took is too numerous to enumerate.The big temples and small temples I have worshiped are countless.

The husband and wife have been running around for more than [-] years and scattered countless family wealth, but in the end they only got nothing.

He was even so tired that his wife suffered from an old disease of frailty.

The reason why they settled in Pingcheng now is not only because the Chen Mansion in Pingcheng is their home, but also because they have been disappointed too many times, and they have given up hope.

Just in the spring of this year, he and his wife planned to have a pair of good-looking and healthy abandoned babies, bring them back and raise them under their knees, and only said that the two children came from his non-existent outer room,

This can be regarded as fulfilling the dream of the husband and wife, who had been looking forward to for more than [-] years, of having a perfect son and daughter.

Unexpectedly, the abandoned baby they wanted to adopt had not yet found a suitable one, but someone had already told him that his wife was pregnant, and she was pregnant with twins! ! !

It can be said that joy fell from the sky, but it is true.

It's just that the joy was so great that Chen Shanren was immediately overwhelmed. He couldn't believe it, but God really favored him and his wife and made their dreams come true.

After sending Anor away in a dizzy state, Chen Shanren waved his hand and asked all the servants to call for a doctor.

The servant asked him, who is a good doctor in the city?

Chen Shanren opened his mouth and said, all are welcome.

So on this day, all the people in Pingcheng were lucky enough to hear about the miracle that the Chen family sent people to invite more than a dozen doctors to visit them for consultation.

Some people guessed that Mrs. Chen might be in trouble from this posture.

Some people also speculated that looking at this momentum, I am afraid that Master Chen will die.

Everyone guessed and guessed, and they all guessed that it was a bad thing, but no one guessed that it was a good thing.

It wasn't until Chen Shanren, after listening to the diagnoses of more than a dozen doctors, finally convinced that his wife was indeed pregnant, was overjoyed, and threatened to hold a three-day water feast to celebrate the news of the Chen family.

Only then did everyone realize that they had all guessed wrong.

Just when the Chen Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons and was preparing for the three-day celebration, Arnold mentioned his intention to leave to Chen Shanren at the right time.

Chen Shanren repeatedly failed to persuade them to stay, so he had to order a large box of precious medicinal materials as the last consultation fee, and then personally send them out of the house.

At the same time, in the woodland about one mile away from Pingcheng, Miracle Doctor Lan, who had been anxiously waiting for more than three months, finally waited for the person who fetched the medicine, Murong Zhuo.

Miracle doctor Lan is not really surnamed Lan, the surname Lan is just a pseudonym he uses when he travels outside.

His real name is the surname Nalan, the given name Xi, and the style name Huaijin.

Just like Murong Zhuo's pseudonym Mu Zhuo, his real surname is Murong, his first name is Zhuo, and his style name is Jingxing.

As soon as Murong Zhuofu approached the thatched hut in the forest where Na Lanxi stayed, before dismounting from his horse, he could not hide his joy when he heard the person he was thinking about: "Jing Xing, you are finally here. Have you brought all the medicinal materials I wanted? And that medical record, have you ever shown it to my master? What did my master say?"

Na Lanxi said while throwing down the bamboo weaving used to dry the medicine, and walked towards him with a happy face.

When Murong Zhuo heard the words and saw the situation, his dismounting action paused insignificantly.

After standing still, Murong Zhuo didn't take off the two boxes tied on the horse's back immediately, he brought the rare medicinal materials from Xiqi King's Palace all the way and gave them to Na Lanxi.

He also didn't answer the several questions he asked immediately, and didn't tell him immediately. His master didn't say anything useful, and only asked him to read more medical books to find a cure for himself.

Instead, he stood there silent for a moment, and Murong Zhuocai said in a slightly solemn tone: "Huaijin, come with me, staying here is just a waste of time."

Na Lanxi was stunned for a moment, and after returning to her senses in a blink of an eye, she shook her head and refused without hesitation: "No, as I said, I will never leave if Mrs. Chen's illness can't be cured."

Seeing that he was still obsessed with obsession, Murong Zhuo became ruthless, and confessed to him the rumors he heard along the way: "But Mrs. Chen's illness has been cured, and she is pregnant with an heir. Even if you stay here It doesn't make sense either!"

"How is it possible!" Na Lanxi's expression changed drastically, and he immediately asked, "Who is it? Who actually cured Mrs. Chen?"

Murong Zhuosi and the person mentioned in the rumors couldn't help showing a wry smile: "It's a quack doctor who Chen Shanren sent a lot of money to invite."

Seeing that it made him look different, Na Lanxi hesitated and said: "The quack doctor... is the one you know?"

Murong Zhuo nodded with an ugly expression: "Exactly."

Na Lanxi had met that person once before. At that time, he never imagined that that person looked so young, but his medical skills could surpass him.

Na Lanxi was very surprised and said: "His medical skills are so superb?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"That's how I found out that his medical skills are so superb."

For this, Murong Zhuo was even more surprised than anyone else.

At the beginning, he just wanted to find a substitute to talk to for comfort, but he never expected that the substitute was actually someone with real abilities.

Nalanxi didn't know what he was thinking, or even if he knew, he would just pretend not to know.

He skipped this, thought for a long time, and then said again: "Jing Xing, can you take me to see him? I want to ask him a few questions."

Murong Zhuo said: "Yes, but you must promise me that after meeting him, you will leave this place with me."

Na Lanxi said: "I promise you."

Murong Zhuo got on his horse immediately, and said: "Then get on the horse, I will take you to see him."

"Are they in Pingcheng?"

"That's right. According to old thief Chen's prudence, Mrs. Chen will not let anyone leave until she recovers from her illness."

"That's true."

While talking, Na Lanxi went to the side to lead his own horse, and got on the horse.

Inside Pingcheng, outside Chen Mansion.

Anol waved goodbye to Chen Shanren, and signaled Cong Yan to drive.

Cong Yan swung his whip to drive Big Hui away.

Da Hui, who was in his prime, used all his strength to pull the cart behind him, which only had one more large wooden box than before.

Standing at the door, Chen Shanren watched them turn around the street corner and disappear before returning to the mansion.

On the long street, Cong Yan carried a small medicine box on his back, and walked in front of the cart donkey.

A Nuoer carried a large medicine box on his back, held a medical banner and hung a medical bell on his waist, and walked side by side with Situ Yan, walking slowly behind the donkey cart.

"The box of consultation money that Chen Shanren sent should be quite heavy, and Da Hui seems to be struggling." Situ Yan said as he walked.

Arnold frowned slightly, and thoughtfully said: "The box carried by four people on the car should indeed be very heavy."

Situ Yan suggested: "If you don't buy another donkey to pull the cart, it will be easier for such a big gray, and the speed will be much faster."

Arnold shook his head and said, "Forget it. Big Hui is too independent, let him pull the cart with other donkeys, and he will definitely lay down his hooves to strike."

Situ Yan said: "But it must be very tired to pull the cart alone, and the speed must not be fast. What should I do?"

Arnold said: "This is a trivial matter. As long as the big box is removed, the weight of the cart will be reduced a lot, and it will not be so difficult to pull the big ash."

Situ Yan: "How to solve it?"

Arnold: "It's simple. Didn't Chen Shanren say that the box contains the medicinal materials collected recently? After I process those medicinal materials, I only keep the usable ones and put them in the medicine box, so the solution can be solved."

Situ Yan: "It makes sense."

While the two were talking, the donkey cart had already reached the city gate.

The guard first checked whether the three people's identity documents and road citation documents were true, and then briefly checked whether the donkey cart was loaded with contraband.

Neither of them found out the problem, so the guard let them go out of the city.

When the donkey cart went up the official road, Cong Yan asked him, "Master, where shall we go next?"

Arnold recalled the distribution of villages south of Pingcheng, Fang said: "Let's go south along the official road for a day, and we should be able to reach Shimo Village dozens of miles away before dark. At that time, we will stay in a private house and repair it for two days Let's go again."

"Good master." Cong Yan sat on the side of the front of the car in response, waving his whip to drive Dahui to speed up.

At this moment, two fast horses suddenly came running ahead.

Cong Yan paused slightly in raising his whip, intending to wait for the two fast horses to pass them by, and then drive Dahei to speed up.

Unexpectedly, when the two fast horses approached the donkey cart, they suddenly raised their hooves and stopped.

Cong Yan raised his eyes and immediately recognized that the two of them were not strangers.

Seeing that they were standing in front of them, it seemed that the visitors were not friendly, so Cong Yan hurriedly pulled the reins, making Big Hui stop.

Behind the donkey cart, Arnold and Situ Yan also recognized the identities of the two on the horse.

Cong Yan looked back at Anol, who had no expression on his face, and Fang Yang asked, "I don't know if the two knights are driving horses to block the way, what advice can you give?"

Murong Zhuo got off his horse and was about to speak out when he heard Na Lanxi step forward and said: "I don't dare to give advice, we just want to ask Si Langzhong a few questions."

While talking, Nalanxi got off her horse and walked towards the back of the donkey cart.

Anol looked up at his face that was somewhat similar to him, ignored the person behind him, and clasped his hands in a slightly perfunctory way: "Miraculous Doctor Lan, I have long admired her name."

Na Lanxi hurriedly clasped his fists in return: "Si Lang Zhong, I have long admired you."

Anol didn't intend to have more contact with him, so he opened his mouth and said directly: "I don't know what Miracle Doctor Lan wants to ask?"

Na Lanxi arched his hands, bowed again, and made a low profile: "Please tell Lan, the secretary, why Madam Chen's condition has worsened?"

Anol frowned slightly: "Miraculous Doctor Lan really lives up to his reputation as a miracle doctor. After leaving Chen's residence for so long, he still cares about Mrs. Chen's condition."

Na Lanxi said with a face full of shame: "Si Langzhong is absurd, Lan is ashamed and dare not take it."

Anol pulled his lips, and smiled quite hypocritically: "The deficiency cannot be replenished. Mrs. Chen's condition worsened because of the deficiency."

"So that's the case, thank you, Sir, for telling me." Nalanxi suddenly realized, and then asked again: "Dare to ask, Sir, Mrs. Chen has no heir due to her frail body?"

Anol shook his head lightly: "No. It's not because of him that he has no heirs."

"Could it be related to Chen Shanren?" Nalanxi asked suspiciously, "But I don't think Chen Shanren is sick! I wonder if Si Lang can tell Lan Mou why Chen Shanren died at the knees of his husband and wife. Heir?"

This question obviously involves the patient's privacy. Arnold said with a smile that was not a smile: "I have heard that the miracle doctor Lan has superb medical skills. One look at the holy medicine, I wonder if it is possible?"

"It's Lan who took the liberty, Wang Si Lang Zhong Haihan." Na Lanxi took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and offered it with both hands: "This is an apology, Wang Si Lang Zhong accepts it with a smile."

Arnold took the white porcelain bottle calmly, glanced at the word "Holy Medicine" written on the red strip paper attached to the bottle seemingly casually, then pulled out the cork of the bottle, put it under his nose and sniffed it for a while.

After a while, he returned the original porcelain vase to Na Lanxi, and said: "This medicine is very good. Divine doctor Lan is really ingenious, and Si admires it!"

Na Lanxi didn't expect that he really just wanted to take a look, so he couldn't help being stunned, Fang took the porcelain vase, and said: "Thank you."

Arnold smiled and said goodbye to him.

Na Lanxi knew that he couldn't ask anything else, so he didn't try to persuade him to stay.

People on both sides are running in opposite directions and drifting away.

During this encounter, Arnold never glanced at Murong Zhuo from the beginning to the end, and ignored him the whole time.

Murong Zhuo never went forward to chat with him.

The two unanimously regarded each other as strangers.

For this, Arnold is very satisfied.

So did Situ Yan.

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