Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh can not enter
Ye Rong felt that Fu Jiu was a devil!
He wished he could find someone to kill him.
But later, he rarely got sick, and he grew taller!
Being short has always been his pet peeve, and he hasn't grown taller in several years.
Now, only a few months later, one day by chance, someone said that he was taller than before. He couldn't believe it, so he went to take a test and found that he had grown half a centimeter taller.
He couldn't believe it.
However, as long as he can grow taller, he feels that getting acupuncture every day will not be so unbearable.
"Why don't you line up properly?" Duke Wende asked the servant coming from the east.
Dong Lai said: "I gave this, saying that there is no need to queue up, and the number will be called in a while."
Dong Lai had a sign in his hand, which was specially made and had a number seven on it.
"This is very convenient." Wen Degong was surprised, it saved a lot of time.
"No, this is my first time seeing you too."
When Wen Degong saw him, he called number five, and someone went directly to check his pulse.
They can just sit down and there is no need to stand in line which is tiring.
Ye Rong had nothing to do, wandering around the medical clinic and going into the back hall to take a look.
Mu Er stopped him and prevented him from walking around.
"I just want to see what they are doing in there." Ye Rong was very curious as he watched Jiang Yuanhui get up, take the patient to the back hall, and come out again after a while.
"Of course it's a medical appointment. If you want to know, you'll know when it's your turn."
Of course Mu Er knew who Ye Rong was, but he didn't spoil him and brought him to Duke Wen De.
"Let me go, let me go!" Ye Rong hated others treating him like this.
This will make other people look taller, but he is very short. Isn't this just poking his sore spot?
Ye Rong was put down and adjusted his clothes, his face full of anger.
"Sorry. I'm seeing a doctor later, so I can't just come in."
Duke Wen De looked at him and frowned slightly. This man looked very familiar.
However, he has been away from the capital for more than ten years, which is longer than the time that Mrs. Jiang resigned and left. Many people think he looks familiar, but they don't remember him very much.
Mu Er didn't intend to identify him directly. Since Wen Degong's identity was not revealed, he just pretended not to know.
"No. 7." Yuening quickly called No. 7.
Duke Wende and Ye Rong arrived. Jiang Yuan raised his head and asked quietly: "Are you from Duke Wende's residence?"
"Yes, it seems that Brother Fu has told you." Wen Degong looked at Jiang Yuan and was a little surprised. He did not expect that this doctor was so young.
Actually, if you think about it, Fu Jiu is only seventeen or eighteen years old. How old can his wife be?
I didn’t expect that the medical skills of these two people are so great!
"Let me take the young master's pulse first." Jiang Yuan nodded.
Ye Rong was obedient and stretched out his hand for Jiang Yuan to see.
How could that devil Fu Jiu have such a beautiful wife?
This sister is really beautiful.
Wen Degong also stared at her, thinking that this person was also familiar. Where had he seen him before?
He looked at Mu Er again, his eyes moved, and he frowned.
Jiang Yuan took his pulse and said after a while: "The control is good, but the medicine will have to be used after a while. You can slowly extend the time interval between medicines."
"As for the diet, I will write a list later and send it to my house. From now on, the prince's diet should be reasonably controlled according to the list."
"As for the young prince's current situation, he can exercise more appropriately, mainly jogging, swimming or other sports. A slight sweating is enough, but not too strenuous. Proper exercise will be good for his condition.