MTL - The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor-Chapter 14 Color embroidery hall

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"嫣娘, you listen to me, I just showed that the doctor has already pointed me to a doctor who can return to life. As long as I ask her to save, my sister will have nothing to do." Qing Yan burst into tears, and the face was mixed with tears. It became a kind of powder ditch, and the hands of the middle-aged woman's sleeves were smothered with both hands. "My mother, as long as I give me the opportunity to seek medical treatment, I promised and promised to go with Zhang Dalang."

Sui Niang really paused and looked at the green scorpion, and immediately said: "Whether it is a dead or alive, you have to listen to me after you have found a doctor."

"I promised, I promised." Qing Yu was afraid that her mother would regret it, and she would be nodded.

Yan Yan suddenly remembered that the Zhang Shen doctor was the doctor who had seen in Zhoujiazhuang the day before. He listened to the meaning of the Qing dynasty. The "medical doctor" mentioned in the doctor's mouth is probably her.

No matter how open the Tang Dynasty is, a famous prostitute and the monk always have a bad reputation. However, Yan Yan does not care much about this now. She needs to live and not let others be at the mercy of others.

Thinking of this purpose, Yan Yan confessed that after the late green did not show up, he gritted his teeth and walked out of the dark alley.

The group did not expect that someone actually eavesdropped, and the face could not help but look at it. The mother-in-law gave a look to the big men, so that they should not act rashly. After all, this is not a chaotic era, and you can’t kill people and kill people.

Yan Yan knows this, dare to come out directly.

"I can save her." Yan Yan turned to Qing Yan and Yan Niang, and her eyes stayed on the face of her mother for a moment. "Not only can she save her, but she can also save you."

Everyone was stunned, and a woman who suddenly broke out in a dark alley actually said this.

"Did you find that there was a foreign body in the past, excretion of pain, and sometimes accompanied by bleeding?" Yan Yan's voice was calm and calm, and he did not avoid it. He even made the few monks who had passed through the wind and moon.

The face of the mother-in-law covered with powdered powder was slightly discolored, and the eyelids were full of surprises, because the symptoms that Yan Yanfang said were actually happened to her, and the doctors in the museum had seen it and took medicine. But it has not improved.

“Do you know Zhang Shen’s doctor?” Qing Yu’s heart vaguely guessed the identity of Yan Yan, but felt that it should not be so coincidental.

"There has been a side of the relationship." Yan Yan said so, it is to confirm the idea of ​​Qinglan.

After a bit of squatting, I immediately slammed into the face of Yan Yan, just bursting tears, and picked it up again. "Don't see it! My sister shouldn't stop! Ask God to save her, no matter what the price, the green scorpion does not hesitate !"

"If you are willing to let me heal, I will naturally not quit, the diagnosis is twenty-two, half of the diagnosis, half of the illness, not the price." Yan Yan said, went straight to the front of the frame, raised his hand and picked up the thin Into the eye is a face full of rash, dense and shocking, some red papules have ulcerated pus, even a few of the raised Hans feel cautious, hands can not help but shiver, the frame trembled.

If you don't feel it, carefully observe the woman's condition.

Judging from the five senses, this woman must have a good reputation, and her body is bumpy and convex. It is a stunner that can make men understand the taste of **.

"How?" Yan Yan will be covered again, and he will turn to the green bark that is still on the ground.

"Will, I am willing!" The green scorpion is like a drowning person, grabbing a thing, where it is managed to be driftwood or straw.

"She is so seriously ill, is there really a rescue?" Yan Niang also wants to know exactly how Yan Yan's medical skills are. She has also had a lot of rashes in her body recently, and she can't help but feel worried.

"With this disease, the lighter 'damage the yuan fine, break the vitality, hurt the gods', physical and mental exhaustion, heavy eyebrows fall, the nose collapses, the skin is sore, so endangered life." Look at the papules on Zi Xu, and say: "Although she has some ulceration, it is not too late to look at the situation."

After the inspection, Yan Yan stood up, his eyes fell on the arm of the mother, added a sentence, "Your situation is much better."

Yan Yan said that her mother is much better, not only that she is sick. Through the genius of the genius, Yan Yan can almost judge, this 嫣 mother, about the old man and the like, although not half-old Xu Niang, but there are a group of more delicate **** under her hand, she does not have to pick up, If you get this disease, there is almost no possibility of cure. As long as the drug is used properly, plus self-love, it will not be life-threatening.

Yan Yan Shen for a moment, said: "Late green, come out."

From the behavior of Yan Niang, Yan Yan can see that she is a thoughtful and cautious person. If such a person does not let her hold the soft underbelly of her partner, she will not rashly believe that a stranger believes in a female, so Yan Yan Let her feel at ease.

Besides, Yan Yan saw more of the brothels in the TV on the TV, and let her know that her identity is not normal and she can have some security.

Late green rushed to the side of Yan Yan, like a hen guarding the chicken like her, behind her, red eyes said: "Mother is willful."

Fang Caiyan was forced to coerce, ordered that the late green was not allowed to come out, and the late green hiding behind the wall, watching her own arrogance, facing a group of monks and seven or eight sturdy men, there was no fluster, and she was sure to say Healing the serious illness of the deaf, while the green heart is strange, but also deeply worried, in the days after the war with the gods for a long time, just remembered that Xing Niang taught her words, ready to rush out, Yan Yan called her out.

"Zhoujiazhuang, if you want to know my identity, just check it." Yan Yan did this, she wanted to make her mother feel at ease, and the monk could not run the temple anyway.

Seeing Yan Yan’s “sincerity”, her mother smiled and she was afraid of death, but she was even more afraid to become a purple sage before she died. “This is the case, please ask the doctor to step into a slave treatment.”

"Yes, but I have to make it clear that this disease can't be cured. If you go to a man's house, it will not only be easy to relapse, but will also be transmitted to men. And the disease will be passed on to the child, so it is impossible to give birth." Road.

Ms. Niang laughed and laughed at herself. "The slaves are all sacred. If they have children and they are slaves, why bother to be born and suffer? You said two things, you know, please."

Yan Yan nodded and walked with the group.

After turning two bends, I saw a courtyard door with two red lanterns hanging in front of the door. There was a brush on the lantern: the color embroidery hall.

Yan Yan did not study the ancient ancestral hall, but I feel that since it is a shack, it should be built in a place with a lot of people. How can it be so quiet?

"This is the back door." My mother seems to know the doubts in her heart, and she explained.

Yan Yan fainted, as she entered the hospital.

When the back door opened, it was faintly heard that there was music and a humming sound. The voice was not clear, and the size of the color embroidery hall was not small.

In the courtyard, the flowers and trees help to clear the house, the corridors are shackled, the pavilions are scattered, and occasionally the beautiful scenery of the courtyard can be seen from the walls of the flowers. The noise from time to time is more and more lining out the quietness of the backyard. The feeling of noiseless forest is more than static.

Late Green is also the first time to come to this place, both curious and nervous, holding the hand of Yan Yan slightly sweating.

After walking through a cloister covered by emerald green vines, I saw a main hall. The two prostitutes in front of the hall with the chest-flowing flower skirts came to see the mother-in-law. They owe a slight sorrow and reached out to open the bamboo curtain that was blocking the main entrance.

"Mom!"

When Yan Yan’s footsteps just reached half, she saw a woman with a disheveled flustered and ran over. Most of her chest was bare, and she jumped up and down as she ran.

The woman saw her mother, and her tears came out. "Mom, dead!"

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