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What kind of rheumatoid arthritis is it pure nonsense, or should I just let the witch jump to the great god and eliminate demons?

Of course, young people like Wang Daquan and Wang Beibei believe in science. But the key is that if the old man doesn’t believe it, no one can do anything about it.

Wang Beibei was not in the mood to eat anymore and hurriedly said, "Brother, I'll go back now."

Wang Daquan said: "Don't Chen Gong have a few friends, all of whom are from the hospital? Can you contact them and come to Labei Village?"

"I'm just with them."

"Then come here quickly, all the witches who dance to the great god are here."

"Okay, I'll talk to them."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Beibei told Chen Gong, Jia Simiao, Ye Lanqiu, Tang Ziyu and others about the matter, and said anxiously: "Brother Jia, Lanqiu, can you...can you go to Labei Village with me? My grandfather just doesn't come to the hospital for treatment. You can go and have a look."

Jia Simiao said: "Bibei, you are Chen Gong's friend, that's our friend, it's okay. But I want to ask, is your grandfather really rheumatoid arthritis?"

Wang Beibei looked at Chen Gong, her face turned slightly red, and she nodded and said, "Yes, absolutely yes. A doctor has seen it before."

Jia Simiao nodded, threw the car key to Chen Gong, and then said, "Let's go and have a look. Chen Gong, you and Beibei go downstairs to prepare the car. Ziyu and I go to the pharmacy to get some medicine and leave immediately."

Ye Lanqiu said: "I'll go with you."

What else can I eat? Zhang Xixi, Shen Junao, Li Ergouzi and others don’t know how to do medicine, so it’s useless to go there. Besides, they are busy with the bar business at night and have no time to rush over. Seeing Jia Simiao and others driving away in the car, they all followed them to Xixi bar.

It has always been said that Jia Simiao has come to a place like this for the first time.

Chen Gong was driving the car, Wang Beibei was sitting in the co-pilot, Tang Ziyu and Ye Lanqiu were sitting in the back seat, and Jia Simiao naturally sat down in the middle of them. The road was good, but for many years, sand trucks had run back and forth from here, and all the roads were completed, and they were bumpy and they didn't dare to drive quickly.

Jia Simiao was gone, and the car was shaking left and right, letting him get caught between the beauty, warm and soft, which was definitely a pleasure. It took more than twenty miles, and it took not long. The car finally stopped, and several people jumped out of the car and were immediately surrounded by the wet air.

On the left is the Nanjiang tributary, and on the right is Labei Village.

Upstream of the tributary, there are several sand mining boats, with spotlights on, not very bright, and there is no roar of machines. It is very quiet, very quiet, the boat, the water, and the village are all integrated into the darkness. Those who don’t understand the inside story will definitely think that the sand mining boats are really particular and will stop working at night, just don’t want to disturb the villagers’ rest. But those who know know know that they are pursuing gold, so naturally the lower the key, the better.

The road is on the bank of the Nanjiang tributary, and the right side is full of woods.

After walking a few steps forward, a road appeared on the right, and to the left was a small bridge across the banks of the Nanjiang River. Vehicles could not drive, but there was no problem with pedestrians and motorcycles. A few people turned right and entered Labe Village. It was said that it was a village, and it was really rich. There were rows of neat buildings, the roads were clean, and flowers, plants and trees were planted on both sides, which were brighter than ordinary residential communities.

At the end of the road is a three-story villa. Now, there are lights and gongs and drums, and there are opera troupes singing big shows on the stage, which is quite lively. You know, it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, but the villagers of Rabe are not sleepy at all, and they all rushed to the villa, a large area of ​​darkness.

Tang Ziyu covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Bibei, this... is this your Rabe Village?"

Wang Beibei said: "Yes, let's go, that villa is my home."

"So rich?"

"Is that okay? My grandfather is the patriarch. The sand mining farm gives the village a lot of money every year. There are many people working in the sand mining farm, and they also make a lot of money."

Ye Lanqiu asked, "Is anyone going to get married if they play the sing?

Wang Beibei smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of marriage is it? It must be the witch. Let's go over and take a look."

Several people followed Wang Beibei and walked to the door of the villa. Wang Daquan received the call and had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Wang Beibei, Jia Simiao and others, he quickly came up and greeted Jia Simiao and others, and then said anxiously: "Bibei, grandpa loves you the most. Go and persuade grandpa and let Dr. Jia come and see it."

Wang Beibei said: "I don't know if my grandfather is willing to listen to me? Let me give it a try."

She raised her foot and wanted to go in, but Wang Daquan stopped her. Now the witch is doing a fancy way inside, forbidding anyone to enter. If she doesn't go in, how can she treat someone? Wang Beibei frowned and turned around and asked, "Chen Gong, Brother Jia, do you have any solutions?"

Chen Gong smiled bitterly and said, "We must find a way to get in now, otherwise we can't even treat the old man."

Jia Simiao pondered for a moment and asked, "Bibei, aren't there any opera singers there? Can you get a Taoist robe?"

"Dao Robe?"

"Yes, you're like this, that's it."

Jia Simiao and Wang Beibei whispered a few words. Wang Beibei was frowning and said excitedly: "Okay, okay, that's it. But Brother Jia, do you... have a way to cure my grandfather's illness?"

Jia Simiao smiled and said, "I'll try as much as possible."

Not long after, Wang Beibei came back, holding two Taoist robes, whisks, etc., and two sets of girls' costumes. Jia Simiao, Chen Gong, Ye Lanqiu, and Tang Ziyu were all replaced. This is the Taoist priest who brought a Taoist boy and two maids. It seemed a bit inappropriate, but it was too hasty and there was no other way.

Wang Beibei and Wang Daquan nodded at Jia Simiao, Chen Gong and others, pushed the door and walked in.
Chapter completed!