The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  The tea in front of Yu Zuorin has been filled several times, and the wooden sign in his hand has also been pinched, and there are faint wood chips falling down.

  Forty-ninth, forty-nine, if the next one can't get him, wouldn't he be wasting his time here? Even after waiting for a whole day, he didn't even see the ghost doctor.

  How does this make him willing?

  Yu Feng looked at his young master with some worry, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

  But he could do nothing. He followed the patients several times and wanted to enter the backyard, even if it was just a **** of a doctor, but they were all blocked outside.

The    blame only blames him for his inferior skills and his inability to sneak into the backyard.

   "Master, we still have a chance, and there is the last place." Yu Feng stepped forward and whispered. Then he looked down at the hall downstairs, and found that more people began to be irritable and restless, and even some of them were already planning to make a big fuss.

  Perhaps, this is not a bad idea. When these people start to make trouble, they can also enter the backyard during the chaos and bring the ghost doctor out.

  Yu Zuo Lin suddenly picked up the teacup on the side and poured the tea into his throat.

  The cold liquid flows into his stomach, but there is no way to extinguish his increasingly irritable emotions.

  But he can't act rashly now, otherwise such a long wait will be wasted.

  The buzzing downstairs is getting bigger and bigger, and there are only fifty places in total. Naturally, many people have no chance. What's more, they have been waiting all day, and it is inevitable that they are a little impetuous.

  Jin Liuli returned to the hall with Patient 49. The man looked happy and thanked Jin Liuli again. It is probably that his illness has been cured, so the admiration of the ghost doctor in his mouth has never stopped.

After a long while, in the envious eyes of everyone, Jin Liuli sent him away from the Fulong Inn.

  Next, it is the most tense thing to look forward to. For the last place, everyone is holding the last ray of hope.

  Yu Zuo was dying and squeezed the wooden sign in his hand, staring at the Jin Liuli downstairs with scorching eyes.

  As if feeling his gaze, Jin Liuli actually raised her head and smiled meaningfully in his direction.

  The slender white jade hand re-entered the lottery box, squeezed it lightly, and squeezed a piece of paper out.

  No matter the hall or the box, everyone held their breath nervously and looked eagerly at the white paper folded in two.

Jin Liuli handed the piece of paper to the guy on the side. The guy unfolded, raised his right hand and suddenly raised, and said loudly, "No. 6, the number of the last patient. It is No. 6, please hold the wood. The cards go to the arch and wait."

   "Pam" Yu Zuolin fiercely threw the wooden sign to the ground, his eyes burst fiercely and stared at the piece of paper in the man's hand.

  The last chance, the last chance was also lost, goddamn, what is that ghost doctor doing?

   "Yu Feng." Yu Zuolin suddenly roared.

  Yu Feng was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, "Master."

   "You go to the small arch and stop No. 6, saying that the young master is going to buy the wooden sign in his hand."

  "This..." Yu Feng raised his head in surprise, hesitated looking at the gloomy expression of the young master. The people who come here today are all for the ghosts to heal their illnesses. Who will give up the hard-earned opportunity to others?

  "I don't want to go." Yu Zuolin turned his head coldly, his eyes fierce.

  He waited for five days. Since knowing that the ghost doctor will openly treat patients at Fulong Inn today, he has been waiting anxiously in the inn.

  Now let him go back empty-handed, how could he swallow this breath?

   Yu Feng gritted his teeth secretly, turned and left the room, hurriedly ran to the direction of the small arch, intending to intercept the last person.

  After Yu Feng left, Yu Zuo Lincai stood up expressionlessly, and left the box quietly.

As for the wooden sign number six, it is now in the hands of the big benevolent Yang family master in Jiangcheng. Looking at the wooden sign in his hand, Yang Yansheng was stunned, and then he laughed, "How did this golden treasurer win me? No patient is there."

  At the beginning, the shopkeeper Jin just told him that he was asked to join in the head, as it was to help promote it. Why is it now a little different from what he said at the beginning?

  Yang Yansheng held the wooden sign in his hand. At this moment, he seemed to be holding a hot potato. He didn't know what to do.

  He went to the ghost doctor with no illness or pain. Could she tell her some ways to prolong his life? That would be too violent. There are still so many patients who really need to be treated. Without this opportunity, I don't know how to worry.

The butler standing behind him saw this, pondered for a while, and suggested, "Master, the young man knows that you are kind and can't bear to waste this opportunity. Otherwise, let him discuss with the treasurer and draw another lot? "

  Yang Yansheng nodded, "Well, that’s good, you go quickly, lest the following people who need medical treatment are gone."

   "Yes." Steward Yang quickly went downstairs and ran to the treasurer Jin to explain Master Yang's request carefully.

Jin Liuli smiled slightly, and said in a voice that the surrounding crowd could hear, "This is not good. The lottery draws Yang Dashan, and that’s Yang Dashan’s. The original rules are all well defined. We can't break the rules for nothing."

  Everyone who was looking forward to hearing the words became dejected, and some people immediately became dissatisfied.

  "Golden shopkeeper, you can draw one more time. Anyway, it's a lottery. It's not bad at this moment. You raise your hand and draw one more time."

   "Yes, treasurer Jin and Dashan Yang said so, so don't follow that little rule."

   "Golden shopkeeper, we are all people in trouble, please help us."

   Jin Liuli's mouth twitched, she is also a person in trouble, okay? She is not a good person, and she has no ability to save the common people.

  Those people who thought they were hopeless and planned to leave home, heard about it one by one, and ran back in a hurry, all surrounded one by one.

Jin Liuli was screaming and had a headache, so she scolded, "Okay, let me be quiet. I understand what Yang Dashan means, butler Yang, it’s impossible to draw another lot, but since Yang Dashan is kind, Mupai It can be transferred to others."

  Transfer?

Steward Yang nodded and said that she understood, but before he turned upstairs, he was surrounded by people in the hall, and everyone looked at him expectantly, "Steward Yang, transfer it to me. "

   "Housekeeper Yang, I really need a ghost doctor to see a doctor. Please have mercy on me and transfer it to me."

Everyone said what you said, and what’s more, someone fell directly at his feet and started to twitch and shout, "Steward Yang, look at me, I’m in danger, you ask Dashan Yang to give it to me. Me."

  Jin Liuli raised her eyebrows slightly, and stopped at Yu Zuo Lin, who was at the top of the stairs not far away, and then immediately retracted it.

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