
After Wang Qing walked out of the village chief's house, he had no idea what had happened to the village chief's house afterwards.
On the way home, he met Xiao Liu while he was climbing up.Seeing a middle-aged man in rough clothes behind Xiao Liu, he asked hesitantly, "Sister Xiao Liu, "Sister Xiao Liu, where you from? Little ...?"
Xiao Liu looked at Steward Wang, nodded at him, and walked past him.
"It…!"
Wang Qing looked at the backs of the two people walking in front of him. He did not care much if ignored by Xiao Liu. He knew that Xiao Liu and Xiao Jiu had such cold personalities. That may be a growing habit in the army. Don't talk too much to others.
All he cared about right now was that the middle-aged man smelled the smell of medicine as he passed by earlier, he suspected that the middle-aged man should be a doctor, who was sick in the family?
Thinking up to this point, Wang Qing hurriedly followed their steps.
Arriving at home, Xiao Liu immediately took the doctor to the backyard.
As soon as Wang Qing entered the courtyard, he saw Xiao Liu and the other two go to the backyard, the backyard?
Could the madam be sick?
In the backyard, he did not dare to step into it easily without his master's approval.
"Head, I invited the doctor from the village next door, should we let him in this time?" Xiao Liu stood in front of the door and replied.
After a while, the door opened gently from the inside: "Let the doctor in."
Xiao Liu glanced at Tan Anjun at a glance, seeing that his face was pale, and he could not see what emotions he was experiencing, so he lowered his head and replied, "No!"
Xiao Liu nodded to the doctor, and stepped aside to let the doctor in.
The doctor entered the room and followed Tan Anjun to the bedside Seeing the bed curtains being lowered, he was unable to clearly see what was happening inside.
Tan Anjun gestured for the doctor to sit down, and he reached out his hand to pull his little wife's hand from the tent for the doctor to diagnose her pulse.
The doctor listens briefly, makes sure that the woman in bed is sleeping, and pulls out a pulse pillow to feel the pulse carefully.
To confirm it again, the doctor said softly to Tan Anjun: "My master, take out your other wife's hand, and I'll confirm it again."
Tan Anjun felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard those words, and took out his other wife's hand from the tent with slightly trembling fingers, it is difficult to feel the pulse due to the back of the hand, the doctor only holds it for a while and then releases it.
Tan Anjun gently placed his little wife's hand into a thin blanket, gesturing for the doctor to speak outside.
"Doctor, how's my wife? Recently, he had been very lethargic and lethargic all day. "After Tan Anjun finished speaking, his voice trembled almost uncontrollably, and his hands clenched tightly involuntarily.
The doctor stroked her beard, not not noticing her mood swings, then lowered her head and smiled: "Congratulations, congratulations, your wife has a slippery pulse!"
Whahuh?
Tan Anjun is confused, slippery pulse?
"Shuamai?"
How is Huamai's pulse?
The doctor patted his own forehead, and said angrily: "Look at me, I'm too happy for you. I don't assume that I can't understand the technical terms. Huamai is Ximai."
Tan Anjun was stunned, and muttered: "Happy pulse?"
Happy Pulse! happy pulses!
"Doctor, what do you mean, my wife is happy?"
The doctor stroked his beard, laughed and said, "Well, I'm happy."
Tan Anjun was stunned and giggled: "Mrs, are you pregnant?"
"Yes, yes, yes, pregnant, congratulations, congratulations, double happiness today!" The doctor was also an amazing person, when he saw the broken firecracker on the door earlier, he suspected that there might be a house move today.
(Doctors, in ancient times, were commonly called Dafu in the north, and Langzhong in the south, so there was a difference in the names of Xiaowu and Wang Guanjia.)