When Luo Sanhu came to report the news, Chen Sheng was lying on the big bed in the back house of Tong's mansion, hugging Mrs. Xu Xian, the newly married wife of Tong Yuanwai, for an intermission.

Mrs. Tong stuffed a pillow under her butt, and tried to stick her lower body upwards, with the hole facing the sky to ensure that the medicine will not flow out.

Chen Sheng’s original ejaculation therapy is specialized in treating infertility and has very good results and has helped dozens of women get pregnant.

But before, I was pregnant with some young and beautiful concubines, but my old and beautiful wife didn't get pregnant. There were already some bad rumors in the city.

In order to break the rumors, Chen Sheng came to Tong's mansion to provide medical assistance. Although the newly reunited Mrs. Tong is also young and beautiful, she is still a good wife.

"Doctor Zhou, how long will it take for me to get pregnant? Can I really be a boy?" Mrs. Tong said expectantly. Mrs. Tong was eager to seek a child. The last Mrs. Tong was divorced because she had no son, and she was afraid of repeating the mistakes of her predecessors.

"You can definitely get pregnant within three courses of treatment, and it is guaranteed to be a boy. If you have a girl in this baby, all the next ten babies will be free." Chen Sheng said nonsense.

Although he is a reincarnation person, he has never opened a five-layer gene lock at all. It is impossible to guarantee that all outputs are X and Y.

The two chatted for a while, and guessed that the medicine had been absorbed almost. Just as the next round was about to take place, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps outside the door, and then the maid who was holding the wind at the door stopped the person and whispered.

"Hurry up, put on your clothes quickly, I'm afraid the master is back." Mrs. Tong said in a panic.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Tong is not the kind of person who is afraid of the doctor. How can he be considered stealing the treatment?" Chen Sheng said indifferently: "Besides, I came to you after watching him enter Ningcui Tower. I added the ingredients to the golden gun pills he bought, and I couldn't come back in less than two hours."

A moment later, the maid outside the door knocked on the door and said, "Madam, Doctor Zhou, are you...you are you done?"

"Ying'er, what happened? Is the master back?" Mrs. Tong asked hurriedly.

"No, madam, someone in the clinic is causing trouble, so I sent someone to the mansion to report the letter and urge Dr. Zhou to go back." Ying'er replied.

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Tong breathed a sigh of relief, then realized that what she said was not appropriate, and hurriedly said: "Doctor Zhou, I don't mean to gloat, I..."

"It's okay, it's a good thing. Just as life is a bit monotonous, it's not a good thing if someone comes to the door to give you fun?" Chen Sheng smiled and said, "Help me change my clothes. This treatment is only halfway through. I won't charge any money. It's a gift to you."

Chen Sheng put on his clothes under Mrs. Tong's service, jumped out of the bed quickly, pushed out of the door in a wheelchair, and was not as blind and lame as the rumors said.

His eyes were still bloodshot, but his leg injury had already healed.

The reason why we maintain a disabled persona is mainly to reassure the patient's family and avoid interfering with the treatment.

And there is also an advantage to pretending to be blind. As a blind person, it is normal to touch the wrong place when taking the pulse.

With his proficiency in his skills, if he touches the wrong way a few times, the other party will get water, and the latter will naturally be natural, so there is no need to be so despicable about sunburning or something.

Ying'er pushed Chen Sheng to the front yard. Luo Sanhu, who had been anxiously waiting, immediately took the wheelchair and pushed Chen Sheng out. As he walked, he said, "Master Zhou, you have come out. A life has occurred in the clinic. Mrs. Run sent me to pick you up."

"Why did you die? After taking too much medicine, you died on a woman's belly?" Chen Sheng asked.

The golden gun pill was a cutting corner version he made according to the formula of Bear Bile White Rein Pill, which hurts the kidneys and not the body.

Although I was full of energy afterwards and my body could not detect any problems, it was possible to eat a few more pieces.

"No, I don't know much about the specifics. It seems that I have a disease. After taking the medicine you prescribed, I will die. Just today, do you have any impression of it?" Luo Sanhu replied.

"Is the dead man who is in his thirties, with a thigh of white hair on his head, and a very strong man?" Chen Sheng asked briefly.

There are very few serious patients in Hehuan Hall, and it is rare that there is someone who is not afraid of death. It is today's incident, so Chen Sheng remembers it very clearly.

"Yes, it's him, Sun Da, the maggot in the snow. This man is the sworn brother of the death-hunting ghost Yang Kui. Now it's Yang Kui who brought a group of people to make trouble at the entrance of the clinic." Luo Sanhu nodded and said.

"Maggots in the snow? What a broken name? Are you so perfunctory when you come out now?" Chen Sheng said strangely.

"Don't underestimate this title. Think about it, in the middle of winter, maggots can live in the snow. How strong is this life. Sun Da is also a number of people on the streets of Anhe County. He is famous for not being afraid of death. No matter who is, he will make three points."

"I'm so lucky? I'm so lucky if I'm so lucky if I'm so lucky if I'm so lucky." Chen Sheng smiled and then asked again: "Where is the reason that Yang Kui is making trouble?"

"The death-seeking ghost Yang Kui is a tyrant in Anhe County. He cheated, robbed, robbed, burned... No matter what evil things are, as long as he has money to make, there is nothing he dared not do. If Mrs. Run had not confirmed that Sun Da was indeed dead, I would have suspected that he had come to extort money on purpose." Luo Sanhu introduced.

Extortion of money? I hope it's here to extortion of money.

It would be hard to deal with if it was a medical accident. After all, Chen Sheng is the most moral person. When he is unreasonable, killing people is psychologically burdened.

Luo Sanhu pushed Chen Sheng and trotted all the way. In just about a quarter of an hour, he returned to Hehuan Hall.

"Give it, let it go, Dr. Zhou is here."

"Doctor Zhou."

"Boss Zhou."

The crowd quickly gave up a passage, and many people greeted Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng responded one by one. He saw several children's fathers in the crowd, and they were probably hanging out in Ningcuilou. When he heard the movement, he ran out to watch the fun.

"master."

"master."

Seeing that Chen Sheng finally came back, Zhang Yan and Uncle Zhong hurried over. Zhang Yan pointed to the corpse on the ground and confirmed: "Master, did you treat this person?"

Chen Sheng looked at the tuft of white hair on the head of the corpse, nodded and said, "It's me, it's all this morning."

"It's good if you're willing to admit it." Yang Kui immediately spoke up to confirm the matter when he heard Chen Sheng admit it, and said, "Monster Doctor, you are not good at medical skills and you're going to kill my brother. What's going to end?"

"Are you sure this person is dead?" Chen Sheng said with a smile.

Chen Sheng had already checked with his spiritual sense. Although this person was motionless, his breathing and heartbeat were very slow, and his vital signs were invisible.

But the man did not die, but was in a very wonderful state of false death.

Are the ancient green-skinned scoundrels so high-end for extortion?

Chen Sheng had heard of this state of fake death from the imperial doctor in the past world, but even the imperial doctor didn't know how to enter this state artificially.

Seeing Chen Sheng’s strange smile, Yang Kui felt a little uneasy.

The person who gave him medicine repeatedly promised that ordinary people would never see through it, but Zhou Qingshu was not an ordinary person. If you dare to boast about it, you will have a boy. How could this medical skill be poor?

Thinking of these in my mind, but not showing it on my face, Yang Kui said with a stern face: "You quack doctor, can't you tell whether you are a life or a death?"

"We need to distinguish well." Chen Sheng smiled, urging the wheelchair, came to the "corpse", leaned over and touched the neck of the "corpse".

Crunch.

Chen Sheng exerted force on his hand, crushed the "corpse"'s throat, and nodded, "Well, this person is indeed dead."
Chapter completed!