Mu Mian and Tang Jian sat together in the three rounds and glanced at him from time to time: "is it hard?"

"Not bad."

"Did you drink ginger tea last night?"

Tang Ji'an raised his eyes and said, "what can it do?"

Mu Mian helpless: "you don't believe the old folk prescription, drinking ginger tea really works."

Tang Jian lowered his eyes and said, "OK."

Uncle Liu is also full of complaints. Drinking ginger tea is the most useful when the cold is in the body. He just doesn't listen to it. Well, he is afraid that he will have a high fever at night. This man has been carrying it all the time. He will not go to the clinic until dawn when he is too sick to eat.

All the way to the clinic, the small clinic is very small, white wall Daiwa, behind the clinic is the river and green vegetable fields.

Before the doctor came, the door of the clinic was locked and they had to wait at the door.

Six uncle worried: "this clinic is too small, the doctor is not reliable ah."

Mu Mian waved his hand: "it's reliable. I've had a cold before. I came here and poked a needle in my buttocks, and I'll be fine soon. Mr. Chen has good medical skills. He graduated from Haicheng Medical University and came back to support the development of his hometown. Uncle Liu, you can rest assured. "

"Cough, cough..." As he settled down, Tangji coughed violently, his brows wrinkled, and his unhappy eyes swept over.

Mu Mian was surprised. Did she say something wrong?

Tang Jian said some gnashing teeth: "as a girl, don't be so open-minded."

Mu Mian is wronged. Who is he? How can he be offended by any words?

While talking, two people came to the end of the trail. One was sister Zhen, the other was Doctor Chen.

Tang Ji'an is short-sighted and can't see clearly. When the doctor comes near, he is a tall young man. He looks pretty good. His face becomes more gloomy.

Dr. Chen quickly took out the key from his pocket and opened the door of the clinic. However, Tang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "uncle Liu, we are going back to Haicheng now."

Dr. Chen said with a smile, "vice president, don't you believe the skills of doctors in our small village clinic?"

Tang Jian bit his teeth and said, "I don't believe it."

"I'm from Haicheng Medical University, and I get the first prize scholarship every year."

Don't say it's OK, but Tang Jian's face is blue.

"Uncle Liu, let's go."

He insisted on going.

Mu Mian suddenly got angry, grabbed his wrist and took him inside: "you said that you are 28 years old. How can you be as ignorant as a three-year-old child? If you are sick or have a high fever, how can you delay it?"

With that, she pressed him heavily to the side of the infusion chair: "Dr. Chen, don't pay attention to him, hurry to see a doctor for him."

Tang Jian is burning badly now. He has no strength, and his strength is not as big as that of Mu Mian.

The sixth uncle was relieved. Fortunately, Mu Mian was there. Otherwise, no one dared to force him.

Tang Jian looked at Mu Mian and whispered, "let me go."

Mu Mian grasped his wrist: "I'm not loose, Dr. Chen. Take his temperature."

Dr. Chen shook the mercury thermometer in his hand and stood in front of Tang Jian: "come on, clip it under the armpit."

Tang Jian did not reach for it at all.

He did not answer, Mu Mian picked it up, then turned to the sixth uncle and said, "you press him."

Six uncle panicked and held down Tang Jian's shoulder, harvesting his second young master a white eye.

Mu Mian reaches out to unbutton his shirt. Tang Jian thinks this action Something is wrong