Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

In the carriage, the old man seemed a bit reserved and worried about being disliked. He took a small spoon to scoop out a spoonful of sauce and held it in his hand. Han Qian looked at the old man seriously, and then spoke to the poem.

"Shici, come down quickly and let the old man show it to you."

Yu Shici was reluctant to come down. When Han Qian stood up, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Qian's wrist.

"Haha, don't be so impatient, young man, I'll go first..."

The old man who was still smiling suddenly stopped smiling.

Guan Dagou swallowed.

"I'm not afraid of the Chinese doctors laughing and joking, but I'm afraid of the old man pinching me with his hands!"

The old man put down the dried tofu in his hand, changed his hand to hold Han Qian's pulse, and frowned.

"Why does the young man's body look like a broken porcelain bottle, held together with glue?"

Han Qian took back his hand and smiled awkwardly.

"Old man, you are a Chinese medicine doctor, right? Don't look at me yet! Show me my poems."

The old Chinese doctor raised his head and looked at Yu Shici, and then looked at the beef on the table. At this time, Tong Yao had climbed out of bed, handed the old Chinese doctor a pair of chopsticks, and said softly.

"Old sir, my family's eye for poetry..."

The old Chinese doctor picked up a piece of beef, took a sip of wine, and waved his hand lightly.

"It'll be fine in a few minutes. Let's take a look at this young man first! The shoulder is injured and has not healed! Has it been poisoned? There seems to be a little problem with your head, but let me ask you something, young man, are you a little weak?"

puff.

Guan Dagou couldn't hold it back, and Han Qian shook his head in embarrassment.

"I'm alright!"

The words came out of a nursery rhyme.

"He can't!"

Yu Shici from the upper bunk nodded seriously.

"Not really."

"Um?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor was a little confused for a moment. He thought there were two young couples. In total, these two girls were the girlfriends of this sick man?

When the old Chinese doctor was about to pick up the wine glass, Han Qian held his wrist and said in a low voice.

"Show me my poetic eyes, and I'll give you whatever you want."

The old Chinese medicine doctor said casually.

"What's the rush? I want to show you first."

"Then I'll hit you first!"

After saying this, Han Qian was slapped on the forehead. He covered his forehead and looked at Guan Dagou. The next second, he was pinned to the bed by nursery rhymes and slapped twice on Han Qian's butt.

"shut up!"

After saying this, Tong Yao turned around and bowed to the old Chinese doctor.

"Please read the poems for me first. My friend's personality is like going on a hunger strike if the people around him don't have enough to eat. Don't be like him! We won't let your efforts go in vain. You can take this."

Tong Yao took out 20,000 yuan in cash and put it on the table. The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at the cash and curled his lips.

"Move your hands, no money! Little girl, will you come down first?"

Yu Shici climbed down from the upper bunk. The old Chinese medicine doctor motioned for Yu Shici to sit on the edge of the bed. Then he stood up, bent over, looked into Yu Shici's eyes, and said softly.

"Can you feel the darkness and the day?"

Yu Shici nodded.

"Yes, but it's completely white during the day and completely dark at night, so you can't see anything clearly."

"Oh, so you can't see what I look like, right? I suffered a heavy blow to my cervical spine, right?"

At this time, Han Qian came over and looked at the old Chinese doctor with suspicion.

"During the examination at the hospital, the cervical spine was not checked! What does the eyes have to do with the cervical spine? Old man, do you know..."

Han Qian was motionless. There was a silver needle stuck in his body. Han Qian lay motionless on the bed as if his acupoints had been tapped, as if he was paralyzed.

The old Chinese doctor didn't bother to look at Han Qian. After seeing Yu Shici's answer, the old Chinese doctor nodded again, climbed up and knelt behind Yu Shici, and took out a pack of silver needles and a small wooden stake.

"Little girl, please bear with me!"

I couldn't understand the rest of the nursery rhymes. I always felt that the old Chinese medicine doctor was very rough, as if he was hitting Yu Shici's back with the small piece of wood with all his strength, and then several very long silver needles It pierced Yu Shici's neck, and several broken needles stuck near the temple.

don't know!

Don't understand at all!

After finishing the injection, the old Chinese medicine doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, pulled out the silver needles on Han Qian's body, and inserted a few more needles into Han Qian's body. Han Qian returned to normal. He sat up and looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor. Then he extended his thumb.

"Teach me a lesson, and I'll stab this idiot Chen Qiang to death."

After finishing his words, he looked at the poem.

"How do you feel?"

Yu Shici didn't say anything. The old Chinese doctor picked up the roast chicken, took a bite, and said vaguely.

"Don't talk to her. The eyes will recover in five minutes. It has little to do with the eyes. It's because the nerves have been damaged. Normal Western medicine can also see it. But Western medicine is more troublesome. It's more likely because of you." My status is relatively noble, so people wouldn’t dare to do this surgery if I’m not completely sure, but I, an old man, am not afraid!”

Han Qian asked curiously.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"Because I can cure it. What Chinese medicine emphasizes is self-confidence."

Han Qian suddenly stood up and was about to unbuckle his belt.

"Prick me too."

Tong Yao screamed and stepped forward to hold Han Qian's hand, scolding.

"Don't act like you're sick, just be normal."

The old Chinese medicine doctor chuckled.

"It's no use pricking you there. Stabbing your body may be good for your brain, but it won't have much impact on other things. I can't eat for nothing after eating your food. I'll write you a prescription. You can go back and eat on time. The medicine is good and your body and bones are in good condition, otherwise you would have tortured yourself to death."

Han Qian was given an injection. The old Chinese doctor called the pharmacy and left with the roast chicken. He didn’t even look at the cash on the table. Nursery Rhyme chased him out and gave the old Chinese doctor a business card. Unfortunately, he didn’t ask for the old Chinese doctor. Contact information.

When they returned to the carriage again, Tongyao looked at Yu Shici who was sitting on the bed with his eyes pierced.

"how do you feel?"

Yu Shici closed her left eye, stood up and walked towards Tongyao, reaching out her hand to pinch Tongyao's face.

"Hmm~ I put on some blush~ Nursery Rhymes, wow, you are not suitable for such dark color lipstick, but a small skirt is still suitable for you~"

Nursery Rhyme stretched out a finger and Yu Shici smiled.

"ONE!"

"Wow!"

Nursery rhymes hug Yu’s poems.

The eyes that have been tortured for so long are finally healed.

Guan Dagou looked at Han Qian, whose head looked like a hedgehog, and then turned to look at Nursery Rhyme.

"When to pull it out?"

"Ah! Forgot about him. The old Chinese doctor said to pull it out when he comes back. Just gently turn the needle and pull it out."

After pulling out the needle, Han Qian took a deep breath, then stood up and looked at Nursery Rhyme.

"Honey, let's try?"

Tongyao was stunned for a moment, and then watched Guan Dagou stand up and say he went out to smoke a cigarette. Tongyao came to his senses and punched and kicked Han Qian.

The two girls went back to the upper bunk, the two men continued drinking, and Tong Yao posted a message in the group.

[My eyes for poetry are healed, Chinese medicine is so amazing, just eat a roast chicken! But Han Qian was made stupid! 】

This is a temporary one, I will continue to update the number tomorrow, good night.