"Why do you want to run? Still shouting, this can also cure the disease?" Song Dawei was puzzled.

"Of course, your heart is about to fail, and you gradually stop beating, but running can speed up your heartbeat, which is just a cure for this. Do you think your heart beats very fast every time you run?"

When Song Dawei thought about it, the doubts in his heart were cleared. At this time, he listened to the eleven and continued to explain: "As for shouting, it is because there is turbid qi in the body when he is sick, and it must be discharged. Shouting can make the turbid qi good. The ground is discharged, then the recovery will be faster."

Song Dawei was convinced now, and nodded again and again, completely forgetting what purpose he was here today. For him, **** is not more important than fate.

"Okay, you go back quickly, this month you'd better not touch big fish, don't touch alcohol, let alone **** with women, otherwise the disease will only become more serious." Eleven made another knife.

Song Dawei had a meal and felt bitter in his heart. He only felt that these requirements were utterly fatal. It would be fine if he couldn't eat meat and drink, and couldn't touch a woman? Since he was fourteen years old, where did he give up on female sex? How can this be tolerated?

Looking at Song Dawei's expression, Eleven said slowly: "You have to remember that once the case is broken, the condition will be more serious, and then I will not be able to save you."

Song Dawei was frightened and immediately gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I know, I will follow it."

Eleven stretched out his hand, "Okay, then recovery will be no problem, now give me the consultation fee."

Song Dawei took out his money bag and asked, "Charge more?"

"A couple of silver."

"What?! A couple of silver?" Song Dawei shook his hand, and was startled by the big mouth of the eleven lion. A couple of silver was enough for him to drink two drinks.

Eleven's face sank, "What do you mean? Don't come to me if you look down on it."

Song Dawei is a face-loving person. What can he do if he is said to look down on the disease, especially when he can't be embarrassed in front of the little lady who is thinking in his heart. Two silvers were given to eleven.

After giving the silver, Song Dawei's whole body became softer, and he didn't want to flirt with Eleven Flirt anymore. He turned around and went home. He has no energy now.

Song Dawei hadn't been long before Yang Shifeng came back, putting down the sickle in his hand, and asked: "I just saw Song Dawei. Did he go out from home?"

Eleven didn't lie to him, "He came to see me for a doctor and just left."

When Yang Shifeng heard this, he threw the hat on his head and walked quickly to Eleven and looked at her anxiously, "He didn't do anything, right? Don't pay attention to that person, that person is a second-rate, so he doesn't do good things."

Eleven saw him anxiously and waved his hand, "What can he do? I'm seeing a doctor for him. Here, I still made a couple of silver." The eleven showed him the one or two silver in his hand.

Are you really sick? "He's really sick? What kind of disease cost a penny or two?"

"There is nothing sick, but he said that he is sick, I can't say that he is not sick, so I just obeyed him." Eleven felt that Song Dawei was not only nauseous, but also stupidly stupid, obviously spoofing his words. He also believed it completely, and really didn't know how to say it.

So, Eleven told Yang Shifeng how she lied to Song Dawei. Yang Shifeng was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to evaluate Song Dawei.

However, Yang Shifeng is still a little bit confused, "But he is obviously not sick, if you go to town to see the doctor, wouldn't you show your stuff?"

Eleven rubbed his silver needle carefully, "Originally there was no needle, but I got the needle after I got it. He is now weak and his heart still hurts. What is this disease?"

Yang Shifeng is a little bit afraid of playing with fire on October, "Then he is not dangerous, right? Can't really do anything to people."

Eleven waved his hand to relieve him, "It's nothing, it won't hurt the body, it's just a bit of sin. As long as he runs two hours a day as I said, while running and shouting, the symptoms will automatically disappear after one month. of."

Yang Shifeng was relieved to be amused by Eleven’s tricks at the same time, but he didn’t think there was anything wrong. It was Song Dawei who deserved it. He was not pure in his mind and pretended to be sick to deceive Eleven. Ghosts knew what he was thinking. It's a pity that he is not at home, otherwise he will beat him so that the village chief can't recognize him, and see if he will make a decision next time!

Since then, every morning when people are still asleep, they will hear someone yelling, and when the villagers are woken up and cursing out to teach others, they will see Song Dawei as a lunatic. Running around the whole village, sweating constantly, running and screaming, he ignored whoever asked him, just kept running and shouting.

Everyone felt that Song Dawei had hit the evil, and they ran to persuade the village chief to find a god-wife to drive away the evil. The poor village chief and his wife did not dare to tell others that if their son’s heart was about to stop, they were afraid that Song Dawei’s health would be bad. , No girl would marry him in the future, that would be bad, so I had to explain to everyone that he was exercising.

Yang Shifeng couldn’t help laughing for a long time when he knew about it. He felt that 11th was really good for people. He would definitely think it’s bad to tease others before putting it off. One is so cute.

Yang Shifeng felt that he had also become a bit bad.

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After a few more days, the villagers gradually finished harvesting the rice, and the villagers also began to enter the temporary slack time for agriculture.

At this time, Song Juanhua, who hadn't been here for a long time to find her presence, appeared again, but she was still carrying four people behind her, an elderly couple plus a younger couple, and the man among the young couples walked. Limping.

Song Juanhua hadn't introduced her yet, she knew who she was following on the eleventh.

Song Juanhua was very polite this time and introduced to Eleven earnestly: "Girl Eleven, these two are my parents, these two are my younger brother and younger sister-in-law, we are here to ask you to give it to my younger brother. I'll cure you of the leg. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Song Juanhua’s parents followed up to say hello to Eleven, and then said: "Eleven doctors, my family silk flower went back and said that your medical skills are good. My father-in-law’s legs have been paralyzed for more than ten years and have been cured by you now. It can be bent. When we heard that we were so happy, we wanted to come and see my father-in-law today. By the way, what about the father-in-law? It's rude to see that we have not said hello to the father-in-law even now."

Yang Shifeng, who heard this on the side, pursed his lips, feeling uncomfortable, because the second aunt’s family dislikes the second uncle’s poverty and can’t help them, so he doesn’t interact with them, only during the holidays. Only then did the second uncle carry things to take a look, let alone see his grandfather. His grandfather has been in bed for more than ten years. He has never seen the second aunt’s parents at all, but today he said why he should see his grandfather. I simply don't believe in the medical skills of the eleven, and want to verify it with my own eyes, so that I can judge whether to let the eleven treat the leg.

They don't believe in eleven at all. This fact makes Yang Shifeng very uncomfortable.

Yang Shifeng didn't want them to see his grandfather, and was about to refuse on the grounds that his grandfather was sleeping. Song Juanhua took her father, mother and daughter-in-law to the East Chamber a step ahead of him, saying, "My father-in-law is in the East Chamber. Well, your parents come with me, father-in-law must be very happy to see you."

Watching them enter the grandfather's room, Yang Shifeng's face sank, and he looked at his second uncle dissatisfiedly. Second uncle Yang was also very embarrassed by his own mother-in-law's unsolicited admission. Seeing that his nephew was not too happy, he patted apologetics. On his shoulder, "Shi Feng, your second aunt is this person, you forgive me, I will talk about her when I go back."

Yang Shifeng didn't take the second uncle's words seriously, and didn't give the face to tell the truth, "Second uncle, second aunt's parents are not here to see grandpa, are they trying to see if the 11th medical skills are so good?"

Second Uncle Yang coughed, his expression a little unnatural.

While the two were talking, the Song family walked out of the east wing, but this time they came out, the Song family's attitude changed. They were visibly warmed to the eleventh month, and their eyes were full of hope.

Mother Song stepped forward with excitement and squeezed Eleven's hand firmly, "Doctor Eleven, your medical skills are truly amazing. My father-in-law’s legs are really good. We can see them with our own eyes. They can be bent, too. Okay, Doctor Eleven, we came here today to ask you to show my son's legs. His legs have been lame for many years. You can show him."

Eleven was holding both hands, frowning, and shaking her hands, Mother Song's tightly held hands were easily thrown away, "Stay away from me."

Mother Song's face became stiff, her embarrassment was full, but she laughed again soon, stepped back, and said, "I blame me, I'm so excited, Doctor Eleven, don't be surprised."

"You old lady is just ignorant, so go." Father Song frowned and scolded Mother Song, and apologized to Eleven: "Don't be surprised, the old lady doesn't understand anything. We are here to invite ten today. The doctor got my son's leg healed, and the eleventh doctor is asked for help."

Eleven's face was faint, and he raised his eyes to look at the Song family, "It's okay to treat the legs, but do you know my conditions?"

A painful expression flashed across the Song family’s face when they heard this, and Song’s father tentatively asked, “Eleventh doctor, can I have less money for treating legs? It’s not easy for our farmers to earn some money. too difficult."

Eleven pointed at the gate, "As I said, you can't miss a point. If you don't have money, you can avoid talking about treating your legs. You can go now."

Song Juanhua’s younger brother Song Baozhu was anxious when he heard the words. For fear that Shizhen would not treat him, he hurriedly pulled his father’s sleeves and shouted, “Father, is money important or my legs important? The silver is only fifty taels of silver!"

Seeing that her son was anxious, Mother Song also pulled at Father Song's clothes, urging him not to think about it anymore, and it would be worth two if it could be cured.

Seeing that there is really no way, Father Song gritted his teeth, enduring the pain and nodded: "Eleven doctors, five or two is five or two, we will give it."

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Dear dears, this article will enter V tomorrow and will be updated tomorrow. In addition, I will give you a red envelope when the time comes. See you tomorrow