Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

After the villagers returned to the village, they went back to their homes one after another, cooking fire and preparing lunch.

Jiang Zhanglin and Yi Chuanchuan came out of the haystack, and then entered the village pretending to be people asking for directions.

When the people in the village saw them, they panicked.

The village chief walked towards the two of them and pushed them away, "Don't say anything, leave quickly, otherwise they will come, and you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Jiang Zhanglin quickly asked, "Old man, who are you talking about?"

"Where did you go just now?"

"You told us the problem, and we'll leave right away."

The village chief said, "It's not that I didn't say anything, but it's too late. Go away. If you insist on asking us something, come at night. Don't show up again during the day. Go away."

Seeing that the village head was about to cry, Jiang Zhanglin and Yi Chuanchuan suppressed their doubts and hurriedly went to hide in the woods.

Jiang Zhanglin pressed Yi Chuanchuan's shoulder, "Don't make any noise, let's see what's going on."

Yi Chuanchuan nodded, "OK."

Seeing that they were nowhere to be seen, the village chief returned home with a sigh of relief. This place is hell, and no one should come in again.

About an hour later, a group of men in black rode over and rang the gong, "It's work, it's work..."

All the villagers came out of the house, lined up in several rows, and then left the village with the man in black.

Yi Chuanchuan wanted to follow, but Jiang Zhanglin grabbed his wrist, "We'll wait here, and we'll ask about the situation at night before we act."

Yi Chuanchuan thought for a while, his brain was not as good as Jiang Zhanglin's, so he listened to him, "Okay."

The two hid back.

After a while, Yi Chuanchuan frowned deeply and said, "Why didn't Rong Shenning and Du Zhaolin come to see us? It's been two hours?"

Jiang Zhanglin knew it right away, "Don't worry, with their character, they probably go to the casino to play."

Yi Chuanchuan suddenly realized, "Yeah, Du Zhaolin's hands were so itchy that he was about to bite and eat it. It's no wonder he can hold back when he encounters a casino now!"

When the two of them said this, they ignored them and waited patiently.

...

Zeng or disguised as Hong Feiyun entered the room and said, "Master Zuoshi, please come back, my master."

Master Zuo raised his eyes instantly, "Bring it in."

Hong Feiyun said, "Yes." Then she went out and brought in a fair-skinned young man played by Chu Qingzhi.

Master Zuoshi saw that the young man was under twenty years old, his face changed instantly, "Master Hong, are you teasing me?"

As his voice spread at this moment, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and it went straight back to the cold winter months.

Under the high pressure, Hong Feiyun hurriedly said, "Master Zuoshi, this is Mr. Chu and Tang, with unparalleled medical skills, he will definitely heal the young master's leg."

Master Zuo Shi's voice was cold, "What if he can't be cured?"

Hong Feiyun said loudly, "Let Master Zuo Envoy deal with it!"

Master Zuo Shi looked at Hong Feiyun, "You said that." He got up and walked towards Chu Tang, "My lord, please follow me."

Chu Tang cupped his hands, "Please."

Following Mr. Zuo Shi, Chu Tang came to a quiet and beautiful bamboo courtyard, "My son is in this room, you go in and treat him."

He had invited too many doctors, but they were all disappointed in the end, and he couldn't bear to hear it again.

"Yes." Chu Tang entered the room. The decoration here is simple and comfortable, with a hint of medicinal smell, which smells a bit bitter.

Master Zuo Shi's son is Tao Qingxiang, who is twenty-five years old today and has been paralyzed for ten years.

In the room, Tao Qingxiang was sitting on a chair practicing calligraphy, and there were many calligraphy hanging around the room, which were written by him.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Tang, "I don't need medical treatment, you can go out."

The voice was very strong, and it contained long-suppressed irritability. Chu Tang had a premonition that he would get angry the second he said the sentence.

Chu Tang glanced at the calligraphy on the table, "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and you must first work hard..." "If I said I could cure you, would you still drive me away?"

Tao Qingxiang didn't believe a word, "You didn't take my pulse, but after looking at my legs, you said that you can cure me. You are too confident. Besides, you are young and not as old as me. How can you treat me?"

Chu Tang asked unhurriedly, "Does diagnosis and treatment depend on age? Then some doctors in their seventies and eighties are no better than young doctors."

Tao Qingxiang was at a loss for words, "Okay, anyway, I don't need you, you go out."

Chu Tang folded his arms, "I can really heal your leg, why don't you give it a try, anyway, you've tried so many times, it's not bad this time, is it?"

Tao Qingxiang exerted force on his hand, and a writing brush was broken by him, "Do you really want to expose my scar once?"

Chu Tang said calmly, "I am here to cure you."

Tao Qingxiang tossed the writing brush in his hand, "Crackling", "Okay, you can treat it, I'll see how you treat it!"

Chu Tang felt Tao Qingxiang's pulse, and then pressed his leg. His leg was caused by cutting off the meridians abruptly, "Who did it?"

Tao Qingxiang froze for a moment, then realized, "It's been too long, I don't remember."

Chu Tang said, "I'm afraid such a thing will be remembered for a lifetime, right?"

Tao Qingxiang didn't speak any more, he lowered his eyes slightly, as if caught in some kind of memory.

Chu Tang said, "I can heal your leg, but you need to apply acupuncture during the period. After seven days, I will reconnect the broken meridians for you."

Tao Qingxiang, "..."

Did his ears hear it wrong? The young man in front of him said that he would reconnect his meridians.

Tao Qingxiang couldn't believe it at all, "Are you kidding me?"

Chu Tang spread his hands, "Do I seem to be joking?"

Tao Qingxiang clenched his fists tightly and stared at Chu Tang, "How can the broken meridians be connected?"

Chu Tang said without any pressure, "Others can't, but I can. It depends on whether the young master believes me or not."

Tao Qingxiang swallowed, and asked nervously and expectantly, "Are you really sure?"

Chu Tang said, "I'm sure."

Tao Qingxiang trembled slightly excitedly, his leg can be cured, it can be cured, "Then, then try again."

Chu Tang said, "I'll go get ready and give you the needle right away."

Tao Qingxiang stopped Chu Tang, "What do you need to prepare? I have all the medical equipment here, you can pick whatever you want."

Chu Tang was a little curious, "Show me."

Tao Qingxiang rolled the wheelchair towards a wall, stopped and patted the armrest of the wheelchair three times, the door on the wall opened in response to a sound, revealing a secret room where various medical tools were stored.

Chu Tang sized it up, "The medical tools you collected?"

Tao Qingxiang nodded, "En."

"Are you a doctor?" Chu Tang walked into the room and looked around.

Tao Qingxiang has regained his composure, "No, but my ideal is to be a doctor. These are my hobbies. The silver needle is the second row and the third on the wooden frame on the left."