Yang Quanting suffered from a hidden disease, and no one knew about it except Xu Guizhi, who was beside him.

First of all, he is really embarrassed to talk about his illness.Secondly, he was too busy and had no time to go to hospital for treatment.

So, it just keeps dragging on like this.

Sometimes Xu Guizhi is really worried that he will turn a minor illness into a serious one.

But the old man was very stubborn and wouldn't listen to anything she said. Sometimes he would blush with her when he got pushy.

Outsiders only thought that she, Xu Guizhi, married a good man and now she had to be dignified and dignified in the provincial capital.

But only she knows how much Yang Quanting has endured and how much pressure he has endured to get to where he is today.

"Zhao Zhao has a heart," Xu Guizhi sighed again while lying in bed at night, and asked, "Is that Chinese medicine doctor very powerful?"

Someone who can put his name on his husband must be very powerful.

"It's been a while." Yang Quanting said, "I've heard of it before, but after what happened in those few years, I heard that I later went to the countryside."

Many people have looked for it but have not found it.

Moreover, after what happened in those few years, I heard that he also has a bad temper and is the kind of person who takes medical care as he pleases.

What kind of random method is it?

If it catches your eye, then it is very charitable.

"The third child is lucky," Xu Guizhi said with emotion after hearing this, "Do you think that Zhao Zhao is a lucky star?"

Yang Quanting turned over.

With a snap, his butt was slapped unceremoniously by his wife.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking?" Xu Guizhi said, "I just want to show my butt to others."

"You...can't you just say something nice?" Yang Quanting turned around and glanced at his old wife helplessly.

"Speak well? Speak well, will you listen?" Xu Guizhi leaned over and looked at him and smiled.

"What are you going to do again?" Yang Quanting looked at her warily.

I saw her pinching her ears, "Tsk, tsk...your ears are actually red."

Yang Quanting, "..."

I can't talk today.

He turned around and gave her a back view.

However, the next second, his shoulders were hugged by his wife, and a distressed voice came over, "It's rare for Zhao Zhao to have such filial piety. Can you let the old Chinese doctor take a look at it tomorrow?"

"It's been more than ten years, and you don't feel sorry for yourself, but I still feel sorry for you." Xu Guizhi said sadly.

After all, it was still the root of the problem left over from those years of decentralization, and this problem has followed Yang Quanting ever since.

She had thought about the solution a lot and tried various methods, but they were sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Seeing him miserable every morning like this made Xu Guizhi heartbroken as the person beside her.

"Ah?" She pushed the man.

"Look at you," Yang Quanting turned around and wiped his wife's tears, "I didn't say I wouldn't let him see it, but now you start nagging all kinds of things."

"You're already a grandma, why are you crying?"

"I'm just going to cry," Xu Guizhi pouted and gave him a look, "Who told you to be disobedient? If you don't agree, I'll cry for you."

"Who says you can't cry when you become a grandma?"

"Okay, okay, I'll do anything for you." Yang Quanting said with a smile, "You are the oldest in our family, just don't cry. You feel sorry for me, and I feel sorry for you too."

Xu Guizhi chuckled, "It's an old married couple, so it's weird to say these things."

She patted him again and said, "Then it's settled. I'll let the old Chinese doctor take a look at you tomorrow."

Yang Quanting, "..."

Early the next morning, Yang Weili drove out to pick up Zhang Qiuhua. He kept going back and forth, and it was already past ten o'clock when he arrived.

Although the old gentleman usually keeps fit and has no problem climbing a mountain, he felt a little motion sick while riding in the car and looked a little bad when he got off the car.

Yang Quanting and Xu Guizhi met Zhou Zhaozhao at the door. Yang Quanting said, "Doctor Zhang has a long-standing reputation."

"Comrade Yang, you're welcome." Zhang Qiuhua smiled and stroked his beard, looking at their faces.

Inviting people into the hall, Zhang Qiuhua drank some sour plum soup prepared by Zhou Zhaozhao and immediately felt much better, so he began to take Xu Guizhi's pulse.

As women get older, they will have some gynecological diseases. In addition, when Yang Weili was born, she did not sit properly during the confinement period, so she suffered from back pain.

It's not a big deal.

"First take some medicine to adjust," Zhang Qiuhua said, "I will teach you a set of boxing techniques. You can do it three times in the morning and evening every day. In this way, your back pain will be relieved after more than half a year."

"Thank you so much." Xu Guizhi's eyes turned red when he heard that it could eliminate the excitement.

Back pain is not a serious illness, but it still bothers me every day and makes me irritated.

But she can't talk every day, because she's afraid of being offended if she talks too much.

But this disease makes people very uncomfortable.

"Girl," Zhang Qiuhua pretended not to see the moisture in Xu Guizhi's eyes, and said to Zhou Zhaozhao with a smile, "You should also practice this set of boxing techniques."

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."

That’s not necessary, right?

"It's good for a woman's body. If you can keep practicing, you won't have to suffer from having babies in the future." Zhang Qiuhua added.

"Practice." Yang Weili nodded seriously.

If just now he thought this old Chinese medicine doctor was a magician, now he is willing to believe it.

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."

Is this trust coming too quickly?

"Don't worry, I will supervise her." Yang Weili added.

"That's very good." Zhang Qiuhua laughed.

After he finished speaking, he asked his apprentice to lay out some paper and pen and start writing the prescription. Seeing this, Zhou Zhaozhao winked at Yang Weili.

It's a pity that this person was very active just now, and he didn't see her eyes at the moment.

Zhou Zhaozhao was almost so angry that he wanted to kick him.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Weili leaned over and whispered, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"You're here," Zhou Zhaozhao said in a low voice.

Yang Weili finally understood the reason why Zhou Zhaozhao kept blinking just now.

After taking a look at Yang Quanting, he saw that his old father and God were there. He didn't want to do anything because he was an old Chinese medicine doctor. He didn't even have the slightest intention of showing it to himself.

He touched his nose and said to Xu Guizhi, "Mom, it's hard for Dr. Zhang to come here. Otherwise, let him take Father's pulse too."

"After all, I'm quite old. If there is any hidden disease..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yang Quanting blowing his beard and glaring at him.

Yang Weili, "..."

Who is he doing this for?Isn't it for his own good?

"I'm in good health, I don't need to check my pulse." Yang Quanting's face turned pale when he heard this. "

Zhou Zhaozhao really wanted to cover Yang Weili's mouth at this moment.

Can't this guy talk properly?

"Shut up." Xu Guizhi glared at him angrily.

These two father and son don't know what's going on, it seems like their natural auras are wrong.

She finally managed to persuade Yang Quanting, a stubborn donkey, to agree to treatment, but now I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"Mom, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to take something. I will go out with the third child first." Zhou Zhaozhao said.

After saying that, regardless of whether Yang Weili agreed or not, he pulled him and walked out.

Yang Weili, "..."

He also wanted to know how the old man was doing.

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