Chapter 112 The Cheng family father and daughter died in society
Sun Simiao!
Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened in surprise.
I have been searching hard for several years, but I have not been able to find any trace of this old miracle doctor, and now he appears directly in front of me!
Turn around, noble man!
Can’t be wrong!
Everything Yuan Tiangang said is true!
My wife is saved!
Cheng Yaojin's beard trembled with excitement, and without saying a word, he bowed his head to the end.
"My wife is seriously ill and is in critical condition. If she is willing to ask Dr. Sun to save her life, I will be rewarded generously——"
Could it be that the patient's condition has reached a point where even this little friend Wang feels troubled?
Seeing Wang Zi'an who denied that he knew medical skills, Sun Simiao immediately made a guess.
"Now that Mr. Wang has spoken, you should lead the way -"
Cheng Yaojin thanked Wang Zian gratefully and cast a grateful glance at Wang Zi'an.
"Little friend Wang, why don't we come together? If there are any special circumstances, we can discuss it..."
Sun Simiao stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.
Wang Zi’an:……
It’s not easy to explain, right?
Forget it, let's go and have a look. After all, we are friends with Lao Cheng, so logically we should go and visit him.
So, he bought a box of cakes on the roadside and jumped into the carriage.
Cheng Yaojin:......
If he had a choice, he would really like to throw Wang Zi'an away.
But after all, this was an invitation personally extended by Mr. Sun Simiao, so it would be disrespectful for me to refuse.
Forget it, if society dies, society will die!
Cheng Yaojin jumped onto the carriage shaft with difficulty and whipped up his riding whip fiercely.
…
Cheng Yaojin's carriage almost made him fly away.
This shock-absorbing effect!
Wang Zi'an finally understood what bumping meant, which was like using a dustpan, bumping up and down.
He suddenly missed the old Wuling he owned in his later life. Although it was a little worn out and made a rattling noise when driving, it was at least more stable than this one.
When I have a car - forget it, I don't have a car yet.
When Wang Zi'an helped the two old gentlemen, whose beards were a little messy from the jolt, as they stepped out of the carriage, they were amazed by the manor that belonged to Cheng Yaojin.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is picturesque. The environment is really great.
The manor is also beautifully built.
"Mr. Sun, the bastard is in the house——"
Before Sun Simiao entered the door, he couldn't help but frown and his expression became a little solemn. From the smell of Chinese medicine that filled the yard, he knew instantly that the condition of the mistress of the manor was probably not a difficult problem.
He looked at Wang Zi'an somewhat vaguely.
No wonder the inheritor of Hua Tuo's magical skills would rather conceal his medical skills than take action.
This is because I want to leave a message for my friend, and I don’t want to hurt my friend’s heart.
It's really well-intentioned.
"Aye is back, have you found the noble person——"
Hearing the footsteps outside, Cheng Ying'er couldn't wait to ask softly before she even walked out of the room.
Wang Zi’an:……
This soul-stirring sound!
Unforgettable!
Even though he had not seen the person, and even though his voice was still a little anxious and hoarse, Wang Zi'an, as a voice controller, immediately recognized the owner of the voice. This was Miss Sun, who looked like a ridge and a peak.
Miss Sun’s name is Lao Cheng Aye?
Holding the snack in his hand, Wang Zian was a little confused.
Cheng Yaojin and Sun Simiao, who were walking in front, didn't notice the ghostly expression on Wang Zi'an who was following behind. As soon as they walked to the door, they saw Cheng Ying'er coming out in a hurry.
ah!
Cheng Ying'er never dreamed that she would see that hateful scoundrel in her own home!
When their eyes met, Cheng Ying'er almost exclaimed.
Could it be that the noble man that Taoist Priest Yuan Tiangang was talking about is this disciple?
No wonder he asked me to throw embroidered balls, no wonder I got to know this hateful guy inexplicably.
When she thought about her acquaintance with this hateful guy being exposed, she wished she could become invisible.
Girl Ying'er, who felt that she might soon die in society, was like a helpless little white rabbit, standing at the door at a loss, with her mind in chaos.
"Ying'er, come and see Dr. Sun Simiao, Sun Simiao!"
Thinking that his daughter was so happy that she went crazy, Cheng Yaojin quickly reminded her. Only then did Cheng Yinger react in a daze and greeted the guests.
"Ying'er has met Dr. Sun, the miracle doctor, and she's seen——"
Having said this, she couldn't help but pause. Looking at Wang Zi'an's stunned expression, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she didn't know how to greet him.
"Ha, Miss Sun, you're fine—"
Wang Zi'an seemed not to notice the embarrassment on Cheng Ying'er's face, and greeted her with a cheerful face.
No matter what the situation is, this is considered catching the old man.
And she’s also Lao Cheng’s daughter, good, good!
Unexpectedly, the bad bamboo shoots will produce good bamboo shoots, and this old man, Lao Cheng, has such a charming and fiery daughter.
"Miss Sun?"
Cheng Yaojin, who had long been prepared to die in society, looked at his daughter in astonishment, then looked back at Wang Zi'an who looked proud, and he was also a little confused.
Who can tell me what is going on!
Why do my daughter and Wang Zi'an look like they've known each other for a long time?
But at this time, it was not the time to pursue this issue. When he saw his daughter's face turned red and she wanted to bury her head in her chest, he couldn't help but cough.
"Miracle Doctor Sun, I'm sorry—"
Sun Simiao nodded and walked in. As soon as his eyes glanced at the face of Mrs. Sun, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state, his heart couldn't help but sink.
This is a terminal illness.
He sat down on the stool beside the bed without saying a word, narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully checked his pulse for a long time, and the look on his face became even more serious.
Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Ying'er held their breath, not daring to take a breath. They stared at Sun Simiao's expression without blinking, fearing that he would say something bad.
After a while, Sun Simiao couldn't help but sigh softly, stood up, and shook his head slightly.
"My dear madam, this illness has been going on for a long time, and now it has exhausted all the roots. Please forgive me for not——"
Before Sun Simiao finished speaking, Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Yinger's faces were already pale and shaky.
Although Sun Simiao was used to seeing this kind of scene, he still couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, something suddenly moved in his heart and he couldn't help but look at Wang Zi'an who was standing aside.
Sun Simiao couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he thought of Wang Zi'an's miraculous performance in bringing the head catcher back from the brink of death.
This little friend Wang Zi'an is Hua Tuo while he is still alive. He can't help it, and he can't help it if he doesn't see him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Wang Zi'an seriously.
Wang Zi'an was immediately shocked, old man, don't look at me like that, I really can't do it this time.
PS: I'm still on duty, so I'll sneak another chapter in. There will be another chapter before twelve o'clock.