Chapter 328: Many inconveniences of being a cat

On the second day, Ruby hurried to Liuxi Pavilion.
"The master vacated the Xiaozhai room behind the old lady's yard and let the auntie Lan live, but nothing else was heard. I asked Doctor Ye, he said differently.
Everything went smoothly. "
She complained in this heart, Ye Chengzhi, her mouth was too tight.
An Rushuang nodded his head and smiled slightly. "Since it is smooth, you don't have to mention it again."
One less trouble is one, and at this time it is not yet time to trace its roots.
An Lingshan also sent someone to inquire early. Qiu Yuefang returned and she was arrested and asked, "How did the master deal with An's?"
Qiuyue hadn't returned yet, and murmured, "Yes, I went to the fasting room behind ..."
An Lingshan giggled, and couldn't help but say, "Did she let her chant the Buddha for the rest of her life and stop going out?"
Qiuyue said, "It's Auntie Lan. It doesn't seem that his wife is okay ..."
"How could it be Auntie Lan ?! What happened, have you ever asked in that Zhaitang?"
An Lingshan panicked, and after not knowing how to spend the night, the people who were punished were all adjusted.
Qiuyue nodded: "I have already been there, but there is a master in front of Zhaitang who will not let people in, saying that it was Aunt Lan who was injured and she had to rest in peace."
But in this case, both of them have a little disbelief. The repose is really a repose, but how can one bring a small-birth woman to Zhaitang for recuperation?
An Lingshan felt bad, but wondered why no one came to ask, and had to wait anxiously.
After a long while, only Doctor Wang returned.
Seeing him back, An Lingshan seemed to see a savior, grabbing his sleeve and asking, "What happened last night? Isn't Aunt Lan a petty child? How can my father let her go?"
That Zhaitang cleaned up? But what have they heard? "
The questions one after another fell down, and Doctor Wang couldn't help taking a step back, frowning, "Is it fair to go to Zhaitang for repairs?"
With this in mind, he looked to An Lingshan and persuaded, "The second girl is still pregnant, but she still has to worry about so many things. I think Master An and Madam An are extremely generous.
Wise man, what's the matter, the second girl still don't come forward easily. "
An Lingshan wanted only the answer last night, but now he listened to him for some preaching.
Her heart was agitated, and she clenched her handkerchief and said, "My family affairs, I will not worry about Doctor Wang!"
After talking, he closed his mouth tightly, apparently did not want to say a word.
The Doctor Wang saw her so, and he could not help but sigh deeply, and nodded, and went outside.
He knew what the two girls wanted to ask, but remembering last night, his heart was still heavy, and he could not help flashing four heavy characters: the skill is not as good as people.
How can this be said?
Speaking of the little porcelain bottle last night, the two doctors held their own words, and they could not persuade anyone.
It was dark at that time, and Anshi remembered the porcelain vase that Shuanger had given to her, and gave this leaf Cheng Zhi.
He said that Ye Chengzhi took this porcelain bottle in his hands and was still puzzled at first, but when he smelled the smell there, his face changed, but he smiled.
It is the master's handwriting.
When the doctor was still dead and the duck was his neck, Ye Chengzhi swallowed the elixir directly, and said, "If not, Doctor Wang, give me a pulse."
Doctor Wang indignantly said, "You are a doctor and you can't be wrong. Why don't you take the pulse for yourself?"
Ye Chengzhi grinned: "Heals do not heal themselves."
The Doctor Wang froze, and reached out his hand, and after a while, the anger on his face turned into doubt, and the doubt became more and more concentrated.
He looked up at Ye Chengzhi, observed carefully, and whispered: "Are you really ... a man?"
Ye Chengzhi laughed with a thick voice, pointing to his own stubble, and said, "If you don't believe me, shouldn't Dr. Wang follow me to the back room?"
Dr. Wang's face was dark, and after exploring for a long time, he slowly stood up, looked at Ye Chengzhi in front of him, and arched his waist slightly.
"Old husband is big, but I don't know anything. How did this happen?"
He was very weird. How could it be that he was in a man ...
Ye Chengzhi shook his head with a smile: "You ca n’t say it, you ca n’t say it, but Doctor Wanwang can take a closer look at the birth of this aunt. Although it shows a small birth, you might as well look at her
belly……"
One thing about medicine is rigorous.
Everything is possible.
After this incident, Doctor Wang also learned something.
The Anjiazhaiyuan finally calmed down for a while. In such calmness, if half a month of time, a white horse had a gap, and in a flash, it was already at the bottom of the age.
An Rushuang looked for the son of the blue phoenix day by day, and at night he ran among the swallowland as a cat.
It really worked day and night.
It was night, the moon was high, the breeze was blowing slightly.
On the roof of a large mansion in Yandi, a man in a shabby dress sits on the eaves and has long legs hanging on it.
And beside him was a white cat with different pupils, squatting beside him. A pair of pupils were actually in the midst of this month, showing a little bit of shame.
"Oh, Shuanger, you look more and more like a general lady now."
An Rushuang gave a backhand.
Meng Li didn't care, reached out and held her claw pad, took her in his arms, and said earnestly: "Shuanger, how can you find a shell for me when I return?"
An Rushuang's mouth was slightly drawn. If she could find a shell to possess, the first one would choose Meng Li's shell and abuse him a thousand times before talking!
"You think, although the husband doesn't care if the woman is a cat, it will always be inconvenient ..."
He sighed.
An Rushuang stretched out his claws and wrote in his palm-now they are extremely skilled at writing and recognizing characters.
She wrote a few words awkwardly, and wanted to humiliate him: the eyes of the world?
The meaning is, of course-since you care about the eyes of the world, why should you call a cat a lady?
After finishing writing, An Rushuang tilted his head and looked at him sharply.
Meng Li sneered, reached out and rubbed her head, and only said: "The world is very good, but the dust is nothing. For me, you are the eternal bright moon."
An Rushuang felt sour for a while, and looked at him scornfully--differently.
"Shuang Er doesn't doubt me, I just said it, it's all true. It's not convenient for me to say it ..."
Meng Li pointed to the oath, his lips slightly hooked, the scar on his face slightly stretched with the smile, looked at the white cat in his arms, his face was serious.
"If you are a cat, how can we have children in the future?"