Chapter 202: Infertility
Qi Qing was a little dizzy after being lifted up and shaken by a man like this... He actually had some cultivation before. Although it was not profound, he must at least be at the level of golden elixir... It was a pity that he later tried it himself because he created the prescription himself, resulting in He ate a lot of wrong things, and his body collapsed from the taste - he could have allowed others to try the medicine, but his pride and self-esteem wouldn't allow it.
So the reason why his face looks sick is this...
The man was stabbed in the spine, so naturally he became angry and angry. The seven aunts and eight aunts in the crowd all listened. It won't be long before even the yellow dog in the alley will know about his incompetence.
The man's arms were strong and he almost shook Qi Qing's brains out.
"You quack, speak up and admit that you are spreading rumors! Otherwise I will never be done with you!"
"You're like this...how can I...say..." Qi Qing suppressed his blush, like a tortoise who was caught and twisted his limbs.
Then an uncomfortable feeling surged up from his stomach, and Qi Qing covered his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out... otherwise he would look ugly again.
He covered his mouth, unable to explain the reason.
The big man became even more anxious and asked you to explain why you covered your mouth? Did you really not want to explain it clearly?
The big man was furious and pinched Qi Qing's neck, his fingers digging hard.
"Wow, wow, you're so angry with me! You sick and consumptive ghost, believe it or not, I'm going to strangle you to death!"
This man was really angry.
However, a stronger hand suddenly reached out and pinched his right wrist.
The man saw that he was a little kid, so he yelled fiercely: "What? You kid also wants to intervene. It's not that I look down on you. I can overturn ten of you with one hand..."
The woman with the round millstone also chuckled. She actually likes the kind of people who watch the fun and don't take it too seriously... Seeing that the young man You Chuiyun has a tough appearance and a special temperament, he threw the two of them away at that time. Fascinating eye: "Oh... little brother, please stop meddling in other people's business. Which man can accept others saying that he is not good enough? Be careful that my man will... eh?"
I saw You Chuiyun twisting the man's arm expressionlessly, twisting the man's hand bit by bit. Qi Qing also turned pale and kept coughing and fell to the ground. Only then did he finally catch his breath. Come.
Amid the uproar of the onlookers, You Chuiyun, a thin boy, actually knocked a strong butcher of pigs to the ground, unable to move. It was really rare.
Although there are many cultivators in the world, and there are often evil people who provoke cultivators, but ordinary cultivators will not fight with force, but use magic to deal with them. If the opponent is a martial artist, they have to distance themselves and use fireballs and water bombs. Something like that was solved from afar.
In other words, practitioners generally do not practice physical strength and rarely have physical conflicts with others.
So for a while, no one really thought about You Chuiyun as a cultivator.
That man was knocked down by this lean kid. He was really old-fashioned. Isn't this kid a skilled martial artist?
Even the Mopan woman was startled and rushed over to hug her husband, scratching You Chuiyun's arm with both hands.
Unexpectedly, his delicate hands seemed to have grasped two fine steel bars or something, and they were so painful.
"Ah, hey, my little brother...please be gentle. My man has realized his mistake. He has realized his mistake and will never dare to do it again."
The man was begging for mercy because of his wife, and a rush of blood rushed to his head. The temples next to his forehead were beating like a slaughtered pig, struggling hard at the last moment of his life.
"Don't beg him! Don't beg him! I'll get up and kill him...I-"
The man struggled desperately. Although he was not hit in the face, he felt that his face was sore from being beaten.
"Have you been peeing a lot lately?"
You Chuiyun pinned him to the ground with one foot, "Young man, I can carry a thousand kilograms of logs with one hand, what can you do?"
However, the words he suddenly asked could not be heard amidst the yelling of a man killing a pig.
You Chuiyun felt annoyed, so he put his finger down and poked his mute point. The big man's cry of killing a pig immediately turned into a hoarse neighing like a small insect.
As soon as the woman saw that her husband had lost his voice, she swung the balls of flesh on her chest and jumped on You Chuiyun to fight, but she was blocked by an invisible force and couldn't get close.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I touched your man's dumb point, it's not his weak point. How can I explain clearly when he's yelling like this!"
The woman almost screamed, but was frightened by You Chuiyun's raised finger, for fear that You Chuiyun would tap her acupoint again.
You Chuiyun stepped on the man and said: "Let me make it clear to you, we are doctors, and we have indeed seen that you have a problem, but you come up and mess around like this, we can't cure you even if we want to, I Let me tell you, if you want to cut off the incense of your generation, you will continue to mess around. I tell you, honor is a small thing, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and having no heirs is the big one!"
You Chuiyun slowly relaxed his feet, because the man seemed to be struggling for his life.
"Are we quacks?" You Chuiyun swept away the confused eyes of everyone around him: "The truth will come to light in a while. There is no need for everyone to talk about it now. If it is, then we will naturally put our tail between our legs and let everyone curse."
Finally, he lowered his head and asked the man: "What do you think? Oh, if you think I am right, then nod."
The strong man nodded indeed.
"Okay, then I will relieve your mute point. Can you listen to what we have to say this time?"
The man nodded again.
"I'll leave it to you first. If you start making trouble again, I will take off your pants in public and let the neighbors see what this useless thing looks like!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
You Chuiyun untied his hole, and the man jumped up with a look of fear on his face. He seemed to have noticed the smell, especially because just now You Chuiyun deliberately lifted his robe to reveal the jade belt above his waist.
Jasper Belt: Those are high-level disciples of Nantianmen. Is this a group of common people that they can afford to offend?
He had to swallow it even if he didn't want to. It was so frustrating. When I butchered a pig, I raised the knife with my hand and dropped it. Who dared to mess with me until my eyes turned red? I didn't expect that today...
well.
But this man really wanted to know why he was told that he couldn't do it anymore. His macho chauvinism always thought that it was his wife who couldn't do it.
"Senior brother." You Chuiyun turned around and shouted. His senior brother had already stood up and twisted his waist out of breath.
"What are you doing?"
Qi Qing's face was ashen.
"Show me your junior brother."
Qi Qing stepped forward, with a red mark on his neck, but he didn't care about it and asked the man: "Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Have you been urinating frequently and urgently recently?"
Okay, classic question.
The man hesitated for a moment, then his wife bumped his thigh with her butt, and then the man hesitated and nodded.
"come here."
Qi Qing waved to him.
The man stepped forward. The middle-aged man he had pinched didn't look like one of those medical swindlers.
Qi Qing took a closer look at his eyeballs and tongue-coated fingers, and he already understood in his heart.
He took a step back and said: "Press your kidney..."
The man said oh, and then said awkwardly: "Where is the kidney?"
"Under your ribs, the first section, and then press it hard...hey, be gentle!"
The man pressed down hard on Qi Qing before he finished speaking.
"Ohhhhhh!"
The big man immediately cried out in pain, and let out a howling sound as if he had been stabbed several times.
The woman's expression also changed, and she hurriedly grabbed her husband. Now she no longer dared to be disrespectful to the two people in front of her.
"Oh, doctor, look at him, what's wrong with him?"
Qi Qing frowned and said, "It's more serious than I thought... I think one kidney has rotted."
One kidney was rotten.
If the man still looked dissatisfied just now, his face was as pale as dirt now.
And when the onlookers saw him screaming so miserably, could it be that the sick man setting up the stall was really a doctor? And judging by his technique, even the villagers in the countryside could tell that it was not easy to kill him.
The man rushed towards Qi Qing again, but this time he was begging on his knees. He pulled Qi Qing's clothes with one hand and wiped his nose and tears on him.
"Miracle doctor! Help me, I don't want to die yet! Ah, ah, I still have a wife and no children..."
Qi Qing pushed his shameless face and said: "Hey, hey, I didn't say you would die, what are you doing? If your waist is broken, there will be another one."
"Ah, but I want both waists——"
Qi Qing made a serious face: "You are greedy. Do you know that your waist is caused by your excessive demands and alcoholism? You are a butcher, full of blood and you don't know how to restrain your temper."
The woman was so angry that she pinched the soft flesh under the man's arm: "I told you to bully me all day long... Now this is retribution."
The woman's trembling breasts made the onlookers swallow their saliva. This woman is so fertile.
Qi Qing returned to his stall to tidy up, and the butcher man also rushed to tidy up Qi Qing's stall in an orderly manner.
Qi Qing sat down, studied the pen and ink, and opened a piece of paper. A paperweight shaped like a copper coin was pressed on the paper. His leisurely manner was in sharp contrast to the anxious expressions of the man and woman.
"Ah ha ha ha - doctor, you are tired, let me give you a shoulder massage."
Now that the matter has come to this, the woman does not care about her face. Otherwise, what will happen if the man is infertile? If he cannot have children, my mother-in-law will be even more displeased with me...
Damn it, what does this have to do with me? Sigh...women are just tired.
The woman, carrying a gust of fragrance, pressed herself against the back of the doctor, whom she thought was a tuberculosis patient, and beat him neither lightly nor hard with her pink fists, and after a while, she squeezed his shoulders.
As the former chief of Jiangnan Medical Clinic, Qi Qing, what kind of woman has he not seen before? He will never be confused by this woman... But he has to admit that this woman is one of the rare natural charmers who makes men feel all over. The soft kind.
