At this critical moment, Shi Wei actually asked Han Jing for help.

The cold mirror at this time was like the long-drought field, or the wild cat who smelled the fragrance of meat. His soul was blurred, and he was just looking forward to enjoying the **.

Shi Wei stopped at this critical moment, which was equivalent to killing her life.

Sure enough, Han Jing clamped Shi Wei's legs tightly, rubbing his body downwards, and shouted anxiously: "You damn ghost, what do you want me to help? I promise you everything."

Shi Wei was also burning with desire at this time, but if you have serious things, you still have to endure it for a while.

He briefly said the matter of Dingxiang, and wanted Han Jing to use his relatives to say a few words to the Ma Bo, the magistrate of Xin, so that Ma Bo would give up.

Han Jing didn't listen to what Shi Wei said, and before he could finish his words, he agreed.

Seeing Han Jing's promise in person, Shi Wei was so excited that his sharp sword was stabbed out from his abdomen. The moment he entered the sheath, both of them couldn't help but say a long "oh" in their nasal cavity.

Han Jing's whole body was as drunk as a fairy, and he wanted to shout out to the fullest, but he was afraid that the loud sound would arouse the suspicion of the nuns outside, so he could only bit his lips tightly.

However, Shi Wei was as powerful as a lion and extremely powerful as a lion. He wished he could completely rub the nun into his bones. After only a moment, Han Jing was already sweating all over his body, and his body was constantly rising and falling, and he was unable to control it. He let out a few moans.

Inside the Buddhist temple, the whole room was full of spring.

After a few times of pain, the two of them were exhausted and hugged each other and lie down with unfulfilled feelings.

Han Jing first woke up from the confusion. She hurriedly put on her clothes without waiting for her breath. Seeing that Shi Wei was still lying on her back, she pushed him barefoot and smiled, "What are you doing when you are still lying down? Get up and put on your clothes quickly."

"What's the hurry?"

Shi Wei pulled her into her arms, and took the opportunity to touch her black clothes and rub them freely. He asked again: "What I said just now, I wonder what Master, you plan to help?"

"What happened just now?" Han Jing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered it, and couldn't help but look embarrassed. "I am just a distant cousin of the county magistrate. That Mabo is his nephew, I'm afraid I can't speak."

Shi Wei raised his face and said, "Mencius will not lie, Master, you have agreed to me."

"Okay, okay, let me think about it. Brother Lang is also a bad guy, but he is trying to force me to promise to help you with the danger."

Han Jing was about to get up, twisted his fat buttocks and paced in the Buddhist temple, frowned for a while, and shook his head again.

While she was thinking, Shi Wei had already put on his clothes.

"Have it!"

Han Jing suddenly smiled and said the way he just wanted to Shi Wei.

As Shi Wei listened, a smile quietly hooked the corner of his mouth and said happily: "Okay, just do this, then I'll be the one who is the master of yours."

Han Jingmei smiled and threw herself into his arms. She poked his chest gently with her simple hand holding Buddhist beads, "Since you have worked hard, I will have to 'work' you in the future."

This pretty nun has not seen her for a few days and is getting more and more miserable.

Shi Wei laughed and slapped her on the buttocks, "It's easy to say. If this matter is done, Shi will definitely 'bow all the time for his master to die before he dies'."

"This is what you said, Pom Nike has recorded it." Han Jing was already smiling.

The two of them were intimate again, and Han Jing reluctantly opened the door of the Buddhist temple, and his face regained such a solemn expression, and he whispered: "Jingyu, come here."

Jingyu, who was waiting at the gate of the courtyard, rushed forward and said, "What are the instructions of the host?"

Han Jing said expressionlessly: "The donor Shi has already had a follow-up visit for me, so you can take two stagnant of money from the warehouse to calculate it as a medical fee for the donor Shi, and then send it back to the donor Shi."

This romantic host is really interesting. He never forgets to pay every time he comes.

Shi Wei hurriedly said, "It's just a small task. How dare the young student ask the master for medical treatment? The money should be given to the Buddha."

"Amitabha, the donor of stone also needs to live. Some medical expenses are nothing, so the donor will accept them." When Han Jing turned around, he quietly sent him a pool of autumn waves.

Shi Wei knew it, so he stopped pretending to be the hypocrite and said with both hands: "It's better to obey your orders than respect, so the young student thanked Master."

After leaving Han Jing, Shi Wei left Niancitang and went straight back to the clinic.

At this time, Fan Peilan was still worried about Dingxiang's affairs and wanted to discuss with him how to deal with this matter, but Shi Wei told her not to worry about it anymore. He had already solved the problem.

Fan Peilan was naturally surprised and repeatedly asked Shi Wei what good strategies he had, but Shi Wei wanted to keep it a secret, just laughing and claiming that he would find out soon.

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Two days later, the rooster crowed three times, and Ping'an Hall opened the door to do business as usual.

It was about the time when the sun was over, a woman suddenly came from the museum, saying that she was the maid of the county magistrate Xin County Government, claiming that she had been ordered by the county magistrate Wen to invite Dr. Shi to go to the mansion.

"Madam Wen?" Fan Peilan couldn't help but show doubts.

"Please wait for a while, let me get ready for a while."

Shi Wei seemed to have expected it and was not surprised at all, so he asked his master's wife Fan to prepare medicine boxes and other medical supplies.

Fan Peilan took Shi Weila to the side and asked in a low voice: "Yuanzhi, the county magistrate's wife suddenly invited you to go. I don't know what the idea was. Could it be that Pangbo's cause?"

Shi Wei smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master's wife, I have my own sense of responsibility. You will close Ping'an Hall for one day, and I will go back."

Shi Wei packed up the things he had for treatment and was sent out by the nervous Fan Peilan and followed the maid to the county magistrate's mansion.

Although the county magistrate is not very high, he is also a local emperor in Dangtu County. The huge courtyard is built with spacious and gorgeous buildings, and there are many pavilions, towers, rockery and ponds. I don’t know how much people’s fat and ointment have been peeled.

Shi Wei entered the mansion and followed the maid and walked for a long time before he arrived at a delicate Linchi Pavilion. The maid walked to the outsider and said, "Madam Qi Bian, the Shi Doctor from Ping'an Hall has been invited."

"Please come in." A cold woman's voice came from the pavilion.

The maid led Shi Wei into the pavilion and turned the screen. She saw a woman lying on the bed, covered by a gauze curtain, and could not see the woman's face very clearly.

"Are you the Shi doctor who chaired the Han Jing mentioned?" Mrs. Wen looked at Shi Wei up and down, and like all the people who met for the first time, she was full of doubts about the young doctor in front of her.

Shi Wei put down the medicine box and bowed his hands and said calmly: "It's exactly what you are going down."

The county magistrate's wife didn't know much about Shi Wei, but Shi Wei knew her well.

The Wen family's father was a court official. Although his status was not prominent, he was quite powerful.

At that time, Na Xinyi was just a minor official, but fortunately married Wen. Relying on his father-in-law's nepotism, he was quickly promoted to the magistrate of Dangtu County.

Wen's temperament is fierce and because of his origin, he controls the Xin County Magistrate. He does not say anything about everything and does not dare to marry a concubine.

Xin Yi is also unlucky enough. There is a Hedong lion at home, and it is not related to meat and fish. What's even more depressing is that Wen is not good at it. He can't give birth to a man or a woman after marrying Xin Yi for many years.

Although Wen was arrogant at home, he was very anxious. He only secretly asked many famous doctors but it was useless. In desperation, he often went to Nianci'an to burn incense and worship Buddha, placing his hope of seeking a child on the blessing of the Buddha.

As Xin Yi's cousin and the host of Nian Ci'an, Han Jing was naturally clear about Wen's difficulties, so when Wen came to burn incense a few days ago, she took the opportunity to recommend Shi Wei to him.

If Shi Wei could cure Wen's infertility, he would become the great benefactor of the Xin family. As long as the county magistrate Xin was happy, how could Ma Bo's case be so important?

However, Wen's family usually stayed in the palace and rarely went to inquire about the matter in the county. They did not know that a young doctor in Ping'an Hall in the county became famous. Therefore, when she saw Shi Wei so young, she subconsciously felt that the so-called famous doctor recommended by Han Jing was probably a little unreliable.

"I believe the host Han Jing mentioned my illness to you. Since Han Jing said you are very capable, I will let you barely examine it."

Wen's tone obviously didn't have much confidence in Shi Wei, but he had already invited him, so it would be okay to just pass the time and just pass the time and barely take a look.

Shi Wei sat down in front of the bed without saying a word, and said lightly: "Then please stretch out your hand and I'll take your pulse first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen's face in the gauze curtain darkened and said unhappily: "Although I am not a doctor, I know that doctors should first 'look, smell, and ask' when they see a doctor. Why do you have to take the pulse first when you come up? Can you make such a basic method of practicing medicine wrong?"

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