Zeng Lanzhi was stunned for a moment and then chased after him: "Yue Jianhua, what do you mean?"
"You can't do this to me, you...stop for me! Stop for me!"
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Seven days passed in a flash, and the situation of the old man of the Tang family and the old man of the Yue family improved every day.
Especially the old man of the Tang family, I heard that he can stand up and walk a few steps with the help of crutches.
Long Ying was also famous throughout Yue City because of Feng Jiuer, a miracle doctor.
The days apart from Uncle Jiuhuang were getting longer and longer, and Feng Jiuer was not even in the mood to see a doctor.
She usually only visits the doctor in the afternoon and is still at the pharmacy in the morning.
The money came quickly, but her longing for Di Wuya became more and more intense.
Last night, a certain woman had a dream. Today, she started to feel listless all morning.
There were a lot of people coming to the drug store, and Xiao Yingying was always outside helping. Qiao Mu also went out with his brothers to deal with recruiting people.
Feng Jiuer was sitting alone in her consultation area, neither reading nor taking notes, and her mood was a bit manic.
When Little Cherry came in, Feng Jiuer was lying on the table in a daze.
"Jiu'er, what's the matter with you?" Little Cherry walked in.
Her eyes just glanced at Feng Jiuer and continued to go inside.
After a while, she came out with a pot of tea and a cup.
Little Cherry sat down next to Feng Jiuer and poured herself a cup of tea.
"I'm exhausted! I wonder if Qiao Mu and the others have recruited anyone? If this continues, I will collapse sooner or later."
As soon as she finished speaking, Little Cherry picked up the cup and drank a cup of tea.
She put down the teacup and glanced at Feng Jiuer again.
"What's wrong with you? I didn't see you today and didn't show up. Everyone asked me if Dr. Long was there, but I didn't know how to answer."
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? You don't look like you."
Little Cherry shook her head, poured herself another cup of tea, and drank it all.
"I'm sick." Feng Jiu'er lay down and didn't get up even after Little Cherry came in.
"Sick?" Little Cherry frowned and moved closer to Feng Jiu'er.
When she reached out to get closer to Feng Jiu'er, Feng Jiu'er turned her head to avoid her touch.
"Lovesickness is very serious!" She pursed her lips and said.
Hearing what Feng Jiuer said, Little Cherry sighed lightly: "So it's this kind of disease."
"There is no cure for this disease. You will have to wait until death."
Feng Jiuer turned around and gave Little Cherry a white look: "You are just waiting to die! If you go and find Uncle Nine Emperors and come back, won't I be fine?"
"Little Cherry, are you going to die without saving me? How can you be so cruel?"
"Even you can't find your Nine Emperors Uncle, how could I possibly find him?" Little Cherry raised her eyebrows and said.
"Didn't he write to you? Didn't he say when he would be back?"
Feng Jiuer mumbled her lower lip and looked away.
"He only asked me to wait here for news. I can't leave now or stay here. I had a dream last night. He was caught by Feng Qiongcang. It was uncomfortable!"
Little Cherry pursed her lips and said softly: "That's right. Feng Qiongcang's martial arts is very strong. I don't know who has more powerful martial arts between him and the prince?"
"Little Cherry." Feng Jiuer turned her head and glared at Little Cherry, "Can you comfort people?"
Little Cherry met Feng Jiu'er's gaze. After a while, she shook her head with a smile: "Obviously not!"
She dropped a word and stood up immediately.
But unexpectedly, Feng Jiuer was hit in the head by the small cloth bag that Feng Jiuer picked up casually.
Little Cherry let out a low cry, held the small cloth bag and the cushion on the patient's hand firmly, and placed it back on the table.
"You are sick, so don't commit murder! You know, now that Longying is without me, it is very likely that it will not be able to continue functioning."
"Did you know? I handle everything from top to bottom of Longying, big and small..."
"Want a raise in wages?" Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at Little Cherry, leaned on the table again, and interrupted her.
"I don't care about the small matter of raising wages. You have found the wrong person."
Little Cherry stared at Feng Jiuer's head and took a deep breath.
"The wages will definitely go up, and I have another request."
"Go find Butler Qian." Feng Jiuer waved her hand without looking at Little Cherry.
Little Cherry took another deep breath, frowned, and stretched out her hands to Feng Jiuer.
"I'm afraid I can't find the money butler. I want to give you a good beating. After a good beating, I will have the energy to do my work. Not much, just one time will do!"
Before Feng Jiuer could react, Little Cherry began to tickle her.
Feng Jiuer couldn't bear it anymore, so she immediately sat up straight and shrank back.
"No! Little Cherry, don't mess around!"
Little Cherry ignored Feng Jiuer's wishes and continued to scratch her neck.
"Little Cherry, come on, otherwise I won't be polite!" Feng Jiuer was still begging for mercy.
"I'm just waiting for you to be rude!" Little Cherry almost pressed her entire body against Feng Jiuer.
"Little Cherry!" Although Feng Jiuer was smiling, she obviously felt uncomfortable, "Don't wait for me to take action, otherwise...you...stop it!"
The noise made by the two people was a bit loud, at least it could be heard by the doctors on both sides and the people attending the clinic.
Everyone had a little smile on their lips, and they didn't show disdain, let alone bother them.
Feng Jiuer couldn't stand being tickled, so she quickly turned around and pressed Little Cherry onto her chair.
Little Cherry was tickled, and her laughter was even louder than Feng Jiuer's just now.
