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Chapter 221 Finding the High Point of Murder

Chen Buer is a good doctor.

When others go to see a doctor, even if the doctor auscultivates you, he usually listens to a few parts, and then immediately puts away the stethoscope and tells you what examination to do.

But Chen Buer didn't. He auscultated very carefully and listened to all six auscultural areas. Others only listened to two breaths in each part, and he listened to more than twenty breaths.

Not only did he listen to his lungs, but as a kind-hearted doctor, he also took the initiative to auscultize Shuiling Xinyin.

As for the mitral valve auscultation area, it is at the strongest apical pulsation, that is, the intersection of the left midline and the fifth intercostal. Adults of normal size are generally directly below the ***...

It was not until Fan's mother could no longer bear it that he stopped reluctantly.

Shui Ling suddenly got into the bed again, so embarrassed that she couldn't see anyone.

Chen Buer quietly smelled his hands. The faint fragrance made him, the little boy who had been reborn for seventeen years, almost disappear.

"Okay, Ling'er, don't worry, I'll prescribe medicine for you now," he said, and took out some anti-tuberculosis drugs from his mysterious big backpack.

"This isoniazid, this is rifampin. I wrote it on paper for you. You must take the medicine on time every day. I have a lot of things and can't come often. I will give you the dosage for three months first. Believe me, you will definitely be cured."

Shui Ling nodded repeatedly, her heart full of sweetness and surprise.

When she was diagnosed with tuberculosis, to be honest, she wanted to die. Although Fan's mother also spent a lot of money to take her to various clinics to seek medicine, the doctor said that it could only relieve the symptoms and could not be cured.

My body is useless, so what else can I say about a bright future?

At that time, she had only one thought in her mind, that this was her fate, she was destined to not escape from this bitter pit and was destined to not become Chen Buer's person.

In addition, Chen Buer was hiding and seeking in the mountains of Liaodong, without anyone seeing any signs, and there was no seal. This made her think even more, thinking that Chen Buer didn't want her anymore and no longer liked her.

Today, Chen Buer's appearance has been a surprise, and now he still tells her that it can be cured is a great news.

She had made up her mind that as long as she recovered from the illness, she would be Chen Buer's person, even if she was a maid, she was willing to do so.

How could Chen Buer let her suffer? He took out a few gold ingots from his big backpack.

"Mom Fan, Shuiling's disease requires strengthening nutrition, mainly diets with high protein, high fiber, high calorie and low fat, especially pay attention to avoiding food. If you help hire a maid to take care of her, I will pay for all the expenses."

Mom Fan usually loves money, but at this time she turned out to be abnormal and pushed the gold back.

"Seventh Master, Shui Ling is my daughter, raising her is my business. I have absolutely no reason to let outsiders raise her. Then what has she become? I have recorded all the old body you said, and I will definitely do it. Old body, thank you old body!"

After saying that, Fan's mother actually knelt down at Chen Buer.

Chen Buer was so scared that he stood up and hid aside: "Mom Fan, what are you doing? We are a family, why should we distinguish so clearly?"

Shui Ling smiled and said, "Bah, who is a family with you, isn't too embarrassed."

While helping up the future mother-in-law, Chen Buer turned around and glared at Shui Ling: "Hmph, sooner or later, you will be rectified on the ground!"

The two chatted in the room for a long time, and it was not until the evening that Chen Buer came out of Shui Ling's room, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Fatty, thin man, how are the site surveys?"

"Go back to the young master, I have found a good place," the thin man pointed to two places.

"At that time, I will be on the roof of the fourth floor of Baihua Building. The young master pretends to take the fat man to Huixian Building for dinner. Huixian Building is also on the fourth floor. The young master will have a fourth floor private room at that time. No one will know the fat man lies on the roof. These two locations are the highest points around Gushengtang, and you can just see the inner house of the Cui family."

Chen Buer stood in the yard of Baihua Building, looked at both sides, and nodded slightly.

The buildings of ancient cities were not too high, and the palace was placed there, and no roof of any house could exceed the height of the palace, which gave a restrictive principle.

Moreover, ancient buildings are basically built with wood. Too high construction is not only difficult but also costly, so subsequent maintenance is very inconvenient.

Therefore, if conditions permit, they will develop horizontally and expand the territory and build more houses, rather than developing vertically like in later generations and seeking space towards the sky.

Gushengtang is located on the most lively Maxing Street in Bianliang City. The buildings here are relatively high, but they are generally second or third floors.

There are not many four-story buildings, and there are even fewer places to see the Cui family's inner house on the fourth floor.

Baihua Tower is about 800 meters away from the Cui family's inner house, while Huixian Tower is even further away, 1,000 meters away, almost two miles away.

For the ancients, not to mention that they wanted to destroy anything, even if you look at it with your naked eyes, you would not be able to see clearly what happened in the Cui family’s inner house.

But are Chen Buer and the others the problem?

It was already about 5 o'clock in the afternoon. After autumn, Bianliang City was still quite cold, and even fewer people were visiting the night market.

Chen Buer took out a big box and gave it to Skinny. Skinny quickly disappeared from the entrance of the corridor with the box.

Chen Buer has a "studio" on the fourth floor of Baihua Building, which is a place to treat girls and his own lounge. When the thin man enters it, no one will doubt anything.

After entering the room, the thin man inserted the door and quickly climbed to the roof. The surrounding houses were shorter than here, and no one could find him.

Chen Buer brought the fat man to Huixian Tower.

This is the one who earns a living, and he shouts from afar:

"Master Qi, you haven't come to take care of our restaurant business for several months. How about it, let's have a steamed goose in our family?"

Chen Buer threw a silver bean at random, and the child held it in his hand and didn't even look at it, but his eyes were almost smiling:

"Young Master Xie Qi rewarded him."

"Go, I am in a good mood today. I will go to the fourth floor and arrange a private room to the north. If you have any good wine and food in your store, I will come to the railing and recite poems."

The waiter thought to himself, who doesn’t know that you can’t even learn calligraphy, but you still have to recite poems and create poems?

But it sounds nice: "Okay, please, the fourth floor of the Seventh Master, who would you like the private room near the north, you have to arrange it for you to be satisfied and stick it out, and you will be happy."

The people next to him were not surprised by Chen Buer's playboy, and no one paid special attention to this young master.

But who would have thought that this young master was coming to kill people today, and the two heads of Gushengdo, the head of the five major clinics!
Chapter completed!
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