City Against Heaven Doctor

Chapter 1 Beauty, You Have Irregular Menstruation
"The wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows the dragon. When the wind and the cloud meet, it is the day when the dragon fights and the tiger fights. Jiang Feiyun, your fate is against the wind. You must never meet someone with the word 'wind' in your name in this life."

'If fate is destined to meet Fengyun, what will happen to my fate? '

"The wind and the clouds!!!"

……

Jiang Feiyun suddenly opened his eyes, woke up from the dream, his chest was pounding, and the figure of the fortune teller still remained in his mind.

When the fortune-teller uttered the last four words, his expression was complicated and dignified. Even though Jiang Feiyun was only ten years old at the time, he could read an indescribable meaning from the fortune-teller's expression.

Jiang Feiyun, who was dozing on the table, let out a breath slowly, calmed down his emotions, and said with emotion: "If there is wind, how can there be clouds?"

Snapped--

Suddenly, a person's palm lay heavily on the table, and there was a piercing sound, which made Jiang Feiyun sit up straight in shock.

What caught Jiang Feiyun's eyes was first a pair of tall and straight mountains, wrapped under the uniform, with a snow-white chest.

"Uh...so big!"

At this time, a tall woman sat down opposite Jiang Feiyun, looking at Jiang Feiyun sitting opposite with disgusted eyes.

"Before talking nonsense, first see who I am." There was a sweet smile on the corner of the tall slender woman's mouth, but there was a coldness in her eyes.

Jiang Feiyun took a closer look, only to realize that this person was actually wearing a city management uniform. Behind her, there were several male city management officers standing at the same time.

The bleary-eyed Jiang Feiyun woke up immediately, and muttered in his heart: "So it's not Xuan'er, no wonder the size is wrong... eh? No! This person is... the city management!"

Jiang Feiyun stood up immediately, ready to rub the soles of his feet with oil, and ran away quickly.

"stop--"

After Jiang Feiyun heard this, he paused, then turned around slowly, and looked at this pretty female city manager with a smile on his face.

"Hey Hey!"

The female city manager stretched out her slender fingers, pointed at Jiang Feiyun's stool, and said, "Don't be joking with me, sit down for me."

Jiang Feiyun was forced to sit down carefully.

The people standing behind the female city manager looked at Jiang Feiyun with a sneer on their faces. This kid bumped into Qiao Yu, and he was going to walk away today.

Jiang Feiyun set up a stall on the street to practice medicine, which was against the regulations, and he just said something frivolous, which made Qiao Yu's impression even worse.

Qiao Yu raised her slender left leg, put it on her right foot, leaned forward, and a faint fragrance immediately wafted into Jiang Feiyun's nose.

The distance between the two is so short, as long as Jiang Feiyun tilts his gaze down a little, he will find the gully in Qiao Yu's chest.

Qiao Yu sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are so brave, you dare to set up a street stall on this street alone, don't you know that it is expressly forbidden to set up a street stall?"

After Jiang Feiyun heard this, he immediately retorted: "This beauty, don't talk nonsense, we're talking on a 'flat chest', why am I the only one here, obviously there is... eh?!"

Jiang Feiyun looked around. The street was already empty, and there were still some residues left on the ground. When the wind blew, the ground would roll over, showing a desolate scene.

Jiang Feiyun was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded.

What about the uncle who sold Malatang before?

And what about the aunt who buys vegetables?

Why did they all disappear in the blink of an eye?
Jiang Feiyun blinked his eyes, as if he understood something.

It turned out that when he was taking a nap on the table just now, these city management officers had already arrived. As for the other people who set up street stalls on this street, they had already fled after hearing the news.

"Uh...heh, heh!"

Jiang Feiyun, who was instantly isolated and helpless, could only smile awkwardly at the beautiful city manager. Today is going to be unlucky.

Qiao Yu sneered, and suddenly glanced at a sail flag next to it, on which were written the words "Rejuvenation of the Wonderful Hand".

After seeing these four words, Qiao Yu was even more convinced that this kid was a magic stick who was cheating and abducting everywhere.

Jiang Feiyun hurriedly said: "Beauty, do you want to see a doctor? As long as I write it down, I will guarantee that all your diseases will be cured."

Jiang Feiyun took out a writing brush from his waist, twirled it a few times in his fingers, and looked at Qiao Yu earnestly, hoping that after he could show his skills, this person would not care about today's affairs.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The male urban administrators standing behind couldn't help laughing when they saw the brush in Jiang Feiyun's hand.

After Jiang Feiyun was ridiculed, he immediately understood that these people, like most people, did not believe that he could cure diseases and save lives through painting.

Qiao Yu had a playful expression on his face, and today he insisted on making this magic stick look ugly, and then confiscated his stall.

Qiao Yu asked with a half-smile: "You don't want to tell me that you can get rid of all diseases by just drawing with a brush?"

Jiang Feiyun's eyes lit up, he didn't expect this person to understand his unique method of practicing medicine and curing diseases.

Jiang Feiyun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said: "The beauty really has eyes, that's right! I draw medicine, and I use talismans to heal illnesses and injuries."

Snapped--

Qiao Yu slammed the table again, causing the whole table to tremble, and even knocked out the happy expression on Jiang Feiyun's face.

Qiao Yu said coquettishly, "Do you think I'm stupid? I've heard that Chinese medicine can cure diseases through acupuncture and massage, but I haven't heard of people who can cure diseases by painting. You have to be smart if you come out to cheat! "

The few male city management officers standing behind all shook their heads with a smile, looking like they were fools.

The gentle expression on Jiang Feiyun's face collapsed. It is okay to insult him, but he must not insult the dignity of his lineage of "painting doctors".

It seems that these people will not believe it if they show their hands.

Jiang Feiyun looked at the male city manager on the left and said, "I see that your complexion is sallow and your steps are frivolous. It must be caused by kidney deficiency. Young people, please exercise restraint!"

After the man heard this, his expression froze, and he looked at Jiang Feiyun in horror. How could this kid know that he had masturbated too much recently.

Another male city manager standing on the right stared blankly at his colleague on the left. It turned out that this kid had kidney deficiency, so he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Feiyun said again to the male city manager on the right: "Why are you smiling? You are the one talking about, and you are not much better. Do you feel frequent and incontinent urination recently? This is the prelude to prostatitis."

The male city manager on the right of the reprint, the sneer on his face suddenly froze, and he also looked at Jiang Feiyun with disbelief.

Some of the hidden diseases of the two of them were all mentioned by Jiang Feiyun.

In the end, Jiang Feiyun looked at Qiao Yu's body, looked him up and down, and said slowly, "If my predictions are correct, beauty, have you had irregular menstruation lately?"

Qiao Yu's cheeks flushed suddenly, his face turned blue and pale, and he could even feel the gazes from his colleagues behind him.

Jiang Feiyun picked up the writing brush in his hand, grabbed Qiao Yu's white and smooth right hand, and said, "Thank you for meeting me today, it's okay, I just need to draw a few strokes on your palm to help you recuperate your menstruation..."

When Jiang Feiyun grabbed Qiao Yu's right hand, Qiao Yu was completely furious.

She is a majestic young girl who has never been held by an outsider before, but today she was insulted by a swindling stick, and she burst into anger.

Jiang Feiyun was about to draw a rune on Qiao Yu's palm, but Qiao Yu suddenly withdrew his hand and knocked the whole table down.

Jiang Feiyun's face froze, his whole body froze on the stool, and the brush raised by his right hand was still hovering in the air.

Qiao Yu stood up angrily. This boy said in public that she had irregular menstruation. Although he was right, Qiao Yu was still ashamed and angry.

Qiao Yu didn't bother to argue with this kid anymore, so he smashed his business today and confiscated the tools he used to swindle.

A flash of anger flashed in Jiang Feiyun's eyes, and the soft hair on the tip of the brush's nose was stretched straight at this moment, as sharp as a knife.

However, these people did not notice this scene.

Qiao Yu kicked off the sail flag next to him, looked angrily at Jiang Feiyun who was sitting stiff on the stool, and shouted, "Hmph, don't let me see you setting up a stall on any street again, otherwise it won't be as simple as today .”

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yu turned around and left. When she left, she didn't forget to kick the stool she was sitting on just now.

The male urban administrators who followed Qiao Yu and left one after another, all turned their heads and gloated at Jiang Feiyun who was sitting alone on the stool.

Dare to say that Qiao Yu's menstruation is irregular, this kid really thinks his bones are not itchy.

As for Jiang Feiyun talking about the symptoms of these people just now, he put it all behind him, and just thought he was talking nonsense.

On the empty street, a cool wind blew up, and the canvas on the ground was rolled up and fluttered in the air, looking a bit miserable.

Jiang Feiyun slowly withdrew the brush in his hand, glanced at the messy tables and chairs, and said with emotion: "Oh, it seems that no one really believes it! If I knew it, I wouldn't follow that fortune teller and learn nonsense 'painting medicine'. Not to mention not earning a penny now, but also lost money."

Drop drop... drop drop...

At this moment, the phone in Jiang Feiyun's pocket rang.

Jiang Feiyun took out the old flip phone in his pocket, opened it, and saw the word "Xuan'er" on the caller display.

(End of this chapter)