Mu Chen nodded affirmatively: "With the help of this miracle doctor, we will definitely be able to save him."
Yang Jianglin looked at his confident look, but he was a little doubtful, "But you have always given to animals before..."
Mu Chen pointed to the medicine bag on the table: "Don't worry, men's problems are the same as those of animals."
"They are all males."
Yang Jianglin: "???"
Can humans and animals be the same?
"This...are you sure it's the same treatment?"
Mu Chen opened the medicine bag and took out a long, dark, long and thin object as thick as a baby's arm.
"This is?"
"The tiger that died...the tiger whip." Mu Chen said slowly.
Yang Jianglin's eyes suddenly widened.
Can that thing with a dead tiger still be used?
no.
The point is that the old tiger can still use its gadget?
Mu Chen put the tiger whip back: "It was cut before it took its last breath. The effect is very good."
"The hardness and length have not shrunk."
Yang Jianglin glanced at the big tiger whip.
Silence fell.
He is worthy of being the king of the mountain. He has lived for so long and is still older than him.
"Doctor Mu, why don't you let the third prince and his wife come and take a look?"
Mu Chen's eyes widened: "What did the third prince's concubine call me?"
Yang Jianglin: "Brother."
"That's it. Tang'er calls me brother, which proves that my medical skills are no worse than hers!"
Yang Jianglin was stunned.
I always feel like something is wrong...
Seeing that he still had a hint of doubt, Mu Chen snorted and put the tiger whip back, packed the medicine bag and stood up, "Master Yang doesn't believe me, so please hire someone else."
He walked out without hesitation.
Yang Jianglin quickly grabbed him and said, "Mu Miracle Doctor, Mu Miracle Doctor, I don't believe you."
Yang Jianglin almost cried.
Mu Chen stopped and looked at him sideways.
Yang Jianglin glanced outside to make sure the servants couldn't hear, then muttered, "Doctor Mu said that humans are... just like that tiger..."
Mu Chen hummed lightly: "They all come out of the mother's womb, with handles, and drink milk to grow up."
Yang Jianglin kept looking at the medicine bag that Mu Chen was carrying, looking a little embarrassed, "But I..."
"But I... these years... these years..."
"There... there... more and more..."
Yang Jianglin hesitated and couldn't finish a sentence for a long time.
Mu Chen frowned: "What's getting worse?"
"It's right there, you know!"
Mu Chen was speechless: "I am a doctor, not a roundworm in your stomach. How do you understand? If you are sick, you must speak out. Don't be hesitant. There is no cure."
"There!"
"where?"
Yang Jianglin closed his eyes: "It's just a man's thing that doesn't work anymore!"
After he finished speaking, a muffled sound came.
Yang Jianglin opened his eyes.
The next moment, people were dumbfounded——
Mrs. Yang stood at the door.
At her feet was a broken tea cup.
She stared at Yang Ran with a strange expression.
That expression is really hard to describe in words.
Yang Jianglin's old face instantly became red.
He turned his head blankly and looked at Mu Chen accusingly.
Mu Chen took a deep breath, wiped his face, and gave Yang Jianglin a thumbs up, "Brother, you are really brave."
"Ahem..." Mrs. Yang coughed twice, stepped over the cup and entered the flower hall.
She glanced at Yang Jianglin with disgust, whose face turned as red as pig liver, and said to Mu Chen, "Doctor Mu, what's wrong with my son?"
"According to what your daughter-in-law said, your son should not give birth."
Mrs. Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "No... no?"
She was stunned: "Then...can it be cured?"
Mu Chen shook off the Chinese medicine bag: "It must be possible!"
"These are all medicinal materials brought from Tai Hospital, they can definitely cure!"
The male animals were unable to mate before, and he cured the problem by following this recipe.
The medicinal materials used at that time were of the lowest quality.
Nowadays, it is absolutely no problem to use the highest quality medicinal materials to treat people.
Mrs. Yang saw that he was extremely sure and felt slightly relieved.
She took out a stack of banknotes from her sleeve: "Doctor Mu must have spent a lot of money to get these medicinal materials."
"If you need any medicinal materials in the future, just tell us."
Mu Chen waved his hand: "I don't charge money. If you are willing, use these banknotes to give porridge and medical treatment to beggars."
Mrs. Yang pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "In the name of the third prince's concubine, is this okay?"
Mu Chen nodded: "Of course."
"Is your son here? Let me check his pulse first?"
"Here, I'll have someone call the couple over. Doctor Mu, please take a break in the hall and have something to eat." Mrs. Yang dragged Yang Jianglin, who was stunned, out.
Vaguely, I heard Yang Jianglin's voice, "Madam, believe me, I'm good at it, there's nothing I can't do!"
Mrs. Yang's voice was gritted: "Shut up! Don't you think you've lost enough face?"
"But I...uh huh..."
"Say one more word and go to sleep in the study tonight!"
Mu Chen calmly sat down again, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
After the decline of the Mu family, he managed to keep himself from starving to death by treating poor people and livestock.
What interests him is not Gu.
But——
Suspected male syndrome!
It has been tested on animals before and it works.
I didn't know that from Miss Linqinju's mouth, Mr. Yang's son and his daughter-in-law had been married for three years, but nothing happened.
I immediately asked my sister to get some medicinal materials and came over.
It's a good thing that my sister is the third prince's concubine, otherwise it would be really difficult to gather these top-quality medicinal materials.
I guess it's only available in hospitals.
After all, there are always three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, but there are always times when the power is not enough.
After half a cup of tea, Yang Jianglin and his wife re-entered the flower hall.
Behind him, followed a pair of young people.
Mu Chen looked up and was stunned.
Is Mrs. Yang a little taller?
He is actually a head taller than Mrs. Yang and the same height as Young Master Yang.
"Doctor Mu, we are here." Mrs. Yang said anxiously.
Mu Chen looked away and pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down, I'll take your pulse first."
Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang looked at each other.
Mr. Yang frowned: "Father and mother, we both said that Mumu and I still want to live together for two years and don't want to have children for the time being."
"We are fine physically."
Mrs. Yang glared at him angrily: "Look at the kids younger than you who are already fooling around!"
"When you play for another two years, I'm afraid your mother and I will only be able to see our grandchildren when the hell gate opens."
Mr. Yang rolled his eyes secretly: "Mom, you are in very good health. You will have no problem living for another few decades."
Mrs. Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at her daughter-in-law, "Mu Mu, don't be afraid. Doctor Mu is the brother of the third prince's concubine. He has superb medical skills. Let him show it to you."
As she said that, she glared at her son again, "Even if he... really has a problem, Doctor Mu can cure him."
"I guarantee you two in three years."
Dai Yunmu: "..."
