Happy Marriage

This day is the day of sitting in the hall. As usual, the medicine house was in full swing, and it was a busy day.

In the afternoon, the number of patients gradually decreased, and An Sheng had time to escape and make Leng Nanxian a cup of tea.

An Sheng deliberately added a few dried jasmine flowers to the tea. As soon as the lid was opened, the fragrance of tea mixed with the fragrance of jasmine flowers filled the whole room.

Leng Nanxian rubbed his temples, feeling a little tired.

Qianzhou began to be busy picking up the herbs that had been dried in the daytime. Some patients who sought medical treatment took the prescription home with joy, and their faces were full of hope and joy.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Feng was making oil cakes. The mung bean and millet porridge was already boiled on the stove. Standing in the yard, you could feel the tranquility of the paradise in the medicine house from the curling smoke and the sweet fragrance.

A carriage rolled up the dust and stopped at the entrance of the medicine house.

An Sheng immediately cheered up. Seeing that the carriage was in a hurry, it must be a patient with an emergency.

Four or five men, five men, five men, three men, jumped out of the car, and came straight to the medicine house, aggressive and obviously not good.

"Qianzhou, Qianzhou!" An Sheng hurriedly called out Qianzhou, who was busy with his head down.

Qianzhou immediately turned his face, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Qianzhou asked.

"Naturally, I'll find whoever this is!" The visitor said rudely, with a fierce look on his face: "Where's the so-called cold genius doctor, let him get out."

"What are you doing with my master?" An Sheng asked calmly and asked aloud.

"Leng Nanxian, get out of here for me!" The man ignored An Sheng, stood on his hips and stood in the center of the courtyard, shouting aggressively.

There were also patients in the yard who came to seek medical treatment, and they all looked sideways.

Leng Nanxian came out of the consultation room, stood in front of An Sheng, and frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

Immediately behind the big man, someone stepped forward and pointed at Leng Nanxian: "Big brother, it's him, the one he treated our father today."

An Sheng immediately recognized that the person who spoke had just been to the medicine house this morning, carrying an old man on his back, and was the first to come in to see the doctor.

The old man was as thin as a wood, he was out of breath, his throat was like pulling a bellows, "wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey", he could feel the suffocation through his chest, as if he could not breathe down when he had the upper air. General syncope.

Leng Nanxian looked around and asked questions carefully, and asked the man a few words about his symptoms. The man spoke straight and unceremoniously, and An Sheng was a little harsh at that time.

Later, Leng Nanxian gave a prescription and sent it away, and the people who sought treatment later talked a lot because they were the latecomers and grabbed the first seat. An Sheng learned from their mouths that this man was a well-known scoundrel in the nearby village. Relying on the large number of brothers in his family, he often did some evil deeds in the village, causing people to slander.

As for building the land, An Sheng understood that he kept narrowing the ridges adjacent to his own and other houses with a shovel, and the neighbors had to widen the ridges in order to consolidate the ridges, and then pressed them step by step. Over time, his land became wider and wider. , the neighbor's land is getting narrower and narrower, and finally, one acre becomes five cents.

The brothers are all like this, and they are fierce and unreasonable. Therefore, the villagers all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and the villagers gave his brother a nickname called "Dragon of the Ground"

The tallest and strongest, this one is called Dalong, who sneered at Leng Nanxian: "It's easy to say if the number is right! Brothers, hit me!"

With an order, several big men behind him answered with a loud voice, and they are about to start!

"Wait!" Leng Nanxian was still as steady as Tingyue, and stopped indifferently: "If you want to smash my medicine house, you can, but there must be a saying, everything can't escape a word of reason."

"If you want to say it, I'll let you die! Tell you, you savage, today my father ate the prescription you prescribed, and not only did the condition not improve, but blood from the nose and mouth became more serious. The quack doctor made a mistake. Man, if you don't smash your medicine house and break your leg, will you still be able to continue harming others?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and all the people who came to seek medical treatment were talking and whispering. The gaze that looked at Leng Nanxian also changed.

"Blood!" An Sheng reprimanded in a cold voice, "My master has treated countless people, and he may indeed have a disease that is incapable of recovery and powerlessness, but how did he miss the illness?"

"Do you want to deny it? You are good at others, but for our brothers, it is useless. We have always spoken with fists!"

"Yes, no nonsense, big brother."

Leng Nanxian waved his hand, with a sneer on the corners of his lips: "If I remember correctly, your father suffers from asthma. Sound is wheezing, silent is wheezing, wheezing is real, wheezing is empty, asthma Those who are false are real.

Asthma is caused by qi deficiency that cannot be attributed to the kidneys, and the liver and wood hold it up for sway. square. Even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt the lungs and bleed from the nose and mouth as you said. It's absurd! "

Most of the people who came to seek medical treatment had chronic diseases and stubborn scabies. As the so-called long-term illness became a doctor, he had a little knowledge of pharmacology. Therefore, after listening to Leng Nanxian's words, he felt that it was very reasonable, and he nodded.

The Jidihu brothers suddenly became furious: "According to what you mean, are our brothers deliberately provoking quarrels and causing trouble? You are so eloquent, we can't argue, but the facts are there, our teachers are famous, even if We are not afraid of the trouble at the government. Brothers, hit me!"

The aggressive man behind him overturned the medicinal herbs in the yard without saying a word.

Two more men rushed towards Leng Nanxian viciously.

"Master!" An Sheng grabbed Leng Nanxian's clothes at once. Although he was afraid, he still took a firm step forward and stood beside him.

The coral between the sleeves seems to have keenly sensed the master's mind and is eager to try.

Leng Nanxian bowed his head and smiled slightly, turned around and stretched out his long arms, protecting her in his arms: "Don't be afraid!"

His smile, his voice, with an intoxicating calm, made An Sheng feel a dizziness that was almost suffocating, as if under his snow-like sleeve robe, there was another world, sheltering from the wind and rain, and avoiding the world All ugly.

The sleeve robe covered An Sheng's eyes, and An Sheng did not see any changes other than the snow shirt. Hearing screams, several men like wolves and tigers all knelt on one knee on the ground. There were a few tail feathers from the hens scattered around.

An Sheng turned his head in astonishment, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Speak well if you have something to say, and if you can't speak, the old lady will beat you all back to the womb to learn again."

Sister Feng came out carrying a hen, twisted her neck, and went in with a knife, and the bright red blood sprayed out immediately.

Qian Zhou's face did not change, and he did not forget to complain: "Sister Feng, I have already said that after the chicken blood is marinated, it is fried with leeks. Why is it wasted again?"

The knife in Sister Feng's hand slid through a light and shadow between her fingers, and then slammed into the stone crevice on the side: "Forget it, I'll keep it for you next time."

An Sheng looked at the few tail feathers scattered on the ground, and suddenly realized that it was Sister Feng who shot at a critical moment.

She actually has a kung fu under her hands, and she has been hiding it all the time!

Sister Feng is sturdy, has a high voice, and has an aggressive personality. But An Sheng never imagined that she was so good at it.

As the saying goes, an expert looks at the doorway, a layman watches the fun, An Sheng is a layman, but he also knows that he can use a trivial amount of things as a hidden weapon, and he can make multiple men hit the knee at the same time, and one knee is embarrassed. Kneeling on the ground, the onlookers are unharmed, how much strength and accuracy does this require?

The faces of the few men suddenly changed, knowing that they were not opponents, and they were so frightened that they dared to be presumptuous at this time?