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165 The Strong and the Weak

For three days in a row, Han Shaer cured many patients around him and had no time to relax. During this period, he asked about the history, local customs and people, but the old man was vague and only answered that he had lived here for thousands of years. He wanted to ask more questions, but he was tired from the day and had a sore back.

I had back pain and couldn't sleep soundly at night.

After breakfast on the fourth day, there was a long queue outside the door again.

Two officers came on horseback, drove the crowd away with whips, and ordered Han Shaer to set off immediately and follow them to the Marquis Mansion to see the Marquis' wife. Everyone trembled and hid aside, leaving the passage.

Han Shaer ignored it and continued to diagnose and treat patients, soothing the patients and waiting in the original order, one by one - all medical treatment must be done first, first before last.

The officer was riding a pony, with an armor on his upper body and a hemp skirt on his lower body. It was very funny. He turned over and dismounted, saluted Han Shaer, and said: "On the order of the Marquis, please ask the doctor to come to the Marquis's mansion quickly and cure him."

Madam, the Marquis will definitely reward you greatly."

Han Shaer scolded: "Didn't you see that I was busy? My wife's illness needs to be cured, but their illness will not be cured? You are so rude! Just wait and see. It's not too late to go after you finish."

The official said: "Doctors, don't be surprised. My wife is worth a fortune. They are just ordinary people. How can they be compared with my wife? Doctors, please leave as soon as possible!"

Han Shaer became impatient: "Stop making any noise! ​​My wife's life is my life, and the lives of the common people are also my life. If you make any more noise, I won't go."

"It's not up to the doctors!" the officer said, stepping forward, one person grabbed an arm, and wanted to take Han Shaer away by force.

Unexpectedly, Han Shaer didn't move at all - he also secretly wondered in his heart, the Chai Guan's skill would never be inferior to that of the great swordsman!

The two officers were even more surprised, and then threatened the old man: "Please quickly persuade the doctors you are recruiting to follow me, otherwise, I will report to the Marquis and deprive you of your civilian qualifications and demote you to a slave."

The old man trembled with fright and looked at Han Shaer with pleading eyes. The patients discussed in low voices, hesitated, and some thought of retreating.

Han Shaer made a lightning move and rewarded each person with a big mouth. He swept his knees with one foot, put the officer on his knees, and cursed: "You are presumptuous! Damn it! I am a miracle doctor sent by God. I'm sorry that you, the Marquis, don't dare to treat me like this."

Strong! If you say bad words again, you will be ruined!"

The officer was horrified, his face turned pale, and he kowtowed: "Miracle doctor, calm down! Miracle doctor, please calm down! We can't keep up with each other, and we will be punished! The doctor is so kind and merciful, please have mercy on us!"

His extraordinary medical skills, powerful kung fu, and domineering courage shocked everyone. The old man led everyone to kneel down and begged: "Go to the miracle doctor Mingjian! Look at my wife, come and see me again, you are the best."

Merit."

Han Shaer smiled calmly and said: "Dad, please get up! Everyone, please get up! I'm here, don't worry, I'm sorry they don't dare to attack." He found the rope, tied the officer to the tree, and ordered: "

Stay there for a while, I won’t miss your wife!”

After saying that, he went on to see a doctor, acupuncture or herbal medicine, and all the treatment was completed within an hour - other patients heard that the official had been tied up, so they turned back halfway.

Han Shaer washed up, tidied his clothes, thanked the old man for his warm hospitality, let the officer go, mounted his empty horse, and waved goodbye.

The old man led the crowd and knelt down to see him off, shouting: "A miracle doctor is like a reborn parent, unforgettable! Please give me your surname, so that we can worship him often."

Han Shaer thought that it was very important not to reveal his real name, so he said: "There is no need to pay tribute to your life! Next time you see me, you can call me Abenke." After thinking about it, he warned again: "If

If there are any emergency patients, please wait for me outside the gate of Hou Mansion."

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