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"Okay!"

The three of them sat inside and slowly ate the roast chicken, since it was quite difficult to find any oil or fat in those days.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you eat these, these two chicken drumsticks are yours!"

"Yes, Xiaotian, it's not easy for you to come back, so please eat!"

Zhang Tianhao smiled and handed the two chicken legs to the two of them. He then picked up a piece of chicken and slowly took a bite.

"You guys eat, I don't want to eat, thank you!"

"Xiao Tian, ​​your body hasn't recovered yet, would you like to eat more?"

The roast chicken weighs only about two pounds, which is not very big. It's not even enough for one person, let alone three.

"No need, thank you. I'm fine. I need to take my medicine later, and I expect I'll be almost fully recovered by tomorrow morning."

"That's okay too!"

The two didn't refuse much, and after laughing and proposing marriage, they started eating the chicken leg.

The three of them divided the bottle of wine into three bowls and sat there slowly savoring it.

They sat there casually chatting over a bowl of wine, mainly about things in the county town. Since Zhang Tianhao didn't know much about the county town, he naturally talked about things there.

Zhang Tianhao, knowing their good intentions, also shared some stories about studying in other places, telling them vividly and interestingly.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu outside was cooking while also helping Zhang Tianhao prepare his medicine.

The three of them drank from a little after 7 p.m. until 10:30 p.m. before finally finishing the bowl of wine. Zhang Tianhao also finished the bowl of blood-nourishing medicinal soup as promised.

As for dinner, the three of them each had a bowl of porridge, not because they didn't want to eat more, but because there wasn't any left.

"Master, I'll head home now!"

"Go back first, get some sleep, there's no rush tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Xiao Wu agreed, turned around and walked to the front door, opened it and went out.

They even closed the door again, making it look as if it had never been opened.

When Lao Liu saw this, he went straight to the front door and locked it again, leaving only three people in the entire grocery store.

They sat back down at the table. There was no more alcohol, but each person still had a bowl of plain water, which they drank slowly while chatting.

"By the way, Xiao Tian, ​​you wrote today's prescription. Do you also know medicine?"

At this moment, Jin Dayong seemed to remember something and asked with some confusion.

"I don't know, but I know the condition of this body perfectly well. Isn't prescribing medicine simple?"

"Simple?"

"That's easy?"

Jin Dayong and Secretary Liu then remembered that this was medicine prescribed by Zhang Tianhao. They hadn't thought of it at the time, but now that they thought about it, it seemed that it really was true.

"By the way, you might know medicine. If you do, it will make things much easier."

"I don't know either!"

"How about this, take my pulse and see if you really know medicine! Is that alright?"

Secretary Liu chuckled softly and said nonchalantly, "If you know medicine, finding a job will be quite easy."

"Thank you!"

Then he saw Secretary Liu place his left hand on the table, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Without giving it much thought, Zhang Tianhao skillfully placed his fingers on Secretary Liu's left wrist and carefully sensed it.

Meanwhile, Jin Dayong's eyes were also full of expectation, with a hint of inexplicable nervousness.

About fifteen seconds later, Zhang Tianhao finally withdrew his hand.

"How are you? Is there anything wrong with my body?"

"Old Liu, your biggest health problem is weakness, which means malnutrition. Not only that, it seems you also had an injury in your lower abdomen. Although the injury has healed, it hasn't been completely cured." "In addition, you also have dampness and cold, which are often accompanied by headaches. These are some of your minor ailments."

"What? How did you know?"

Old Liu was also taken aback, and immediately exclaimed in surprise, clearly not expecting that Zhang Tianhao would find his physical ailment so accurately.

"Taking a pulse! This, when I take a pulse, this comes to mind. Is there a problem?"

"No problem, you did a great job."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Liu smiled and then asked, "Can you treat my abdominal injury?"

"It can be treated, but it will require a lot of things, such as anti-inflammatory drugs, scalpels, and sutures. After all, although your abdominal wound has healed, there should still be some residue inside that wasn't completely cleaned during the surgery."

"There's still shrapnel?"

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, there is indeed shrapnel."

"This, this..."

Jin Dayong, standing to the side, also glared at Zhang Tianhao with a horrified look in his eyes, clearly not expecting him to say such a thing.

"This might require some preparation. We can borrow the scalpel, but the anti-inflammatory medication will be a bit of a hassle!"

Jin Dayong, who was standing to the side, thought for a moment and said with some concern, "Why don't we go to the hospital for treatment?"

He looked at Lao Liu and cautiously probed with a question.

"No need to go to the hospital, the surgery can be performed at home. This minor surgery is not that complicated."

"But without anti-inflammatory drugs, it's still quite troublesome, really!"

"I'm not in a hurry. I've gotten used to it over the years, so a few more days won't matter. Besides, Xiaotian is here, so we can meet anytime."

"I'll ask a friend at the hospital to borrow some tools, and I can return them later!"

"That's not urgent, it's just the medicine, there's nothing we can do about it!"

Secretary Liu had some hope, but his spirits immediately dampened.

After all, anti-inflammatory drugs are too precious, and even he couldn't guarantee that he could get them.

"We'll ask the hospital if they can get some. Didn't we get a message yesterday that Lao Li told us to prepare an anti-inflammatory drug? Now that Xiao Tian is here, we might not need it."

“I don’t need anti-inflammatory drugs. If I did, I could have surgery at any time, but I can’t guarantee that you won’t have other problems, since I can’t remember anything.”

"It's alright. You only have one life anyway. If something happens, just consider it your fate!"

Secretary Liu saw things quite clearly.

"No, Xiaotian, can you check how my body is?"

At this moment, Jin Dayong also realized something, after all, they seemed to have forgotten their original purpose.

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao watched as Jin Dayong placed his hand on the table, allowing Zhang Tianhao to begin examining his physical condition.

Zhang Tianhao continued to carefully take Jin Dayong's pulse, wanting to see how his body was.

In just over ten seconds, Zhang Tianhao withdrew his hand, looked at him with a meaningful smile, and his expression became somewhat strange.

"Brother Xiaotian, how am I feeling?"

"There's nothing wrong with your health, but you're still single, right? Don't you have a wife?"

"Huh? How did you know? How can people like us get married?"

Jin Dayong also had a strange look on his face, but there was still a hint of smugness in it, and he also felt somewhat defeated.

"Don't do things you shouldn't do when you're home alone at night. You're getting a little weak, really!"

Secretary Liu and Jin Dayong could easily understand the meaning behind Zhang Tianhao's words, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Jin Dayong, in particular, turned pale. Who would have thought Zhang Tianhao would reveal his little secret like that? How could he ever face anyone again? (End of Chapter)