Sir, my wife is pretending to be innocent again

"Oh, Doctor Zhang, how can my little fourth know the medical skills? He doesn't have any skills at all. He has never learned it at all."

"What, you're talking about the technique of pressing the old general's waist. Oh my, that's a technique that an old man in our house knew. Xiaosi has just learned a rudimentary skill. How can I dare to teach you."

"No, what if something goes wrong?"

This was the third imperial doctor that Cheng Daqi rejected. Rumors about General Niu were spread outside, saying that he was paralyzed. The imperial doctors were helpless. The fourth girl from the Cheng family went up and pressed a few times in this way, and the old general was able to run away. .

An old man who was also a patient with lumbar protrusion came to visit the old general in person. He saw the old general walking calmly in the yard. After asking for a while, he understood everything. He rubbed his half-disabled waist and left one by one. The consequences of this It was the doctors at the Imperial Hospital who started not to stop. These bosses either explicitly or implicitly told them that they had learned Cheng Xiaosi's skills and came back to massage them.

After all, Cheng Xiaosi is a woman, so it's not easy for them to come forward and ask her to do it herself.

Even the emperor felt that the imperial doctors should learn that skill, so these imperial doctors could only get entangled with Cheng Daqi.

"Uncle, uncle."

Doctor Zhang blocked Cheng Daqi's path, "If you don't learn in vain, you really won't learn in vain. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. If you agree, we will all be deeply grateful."

Cheng Daqi sighed heavily, feeling that the Niu family was not honest in handling things. You said that you were given the thumbs up, so you just hid the benefits. Now that everyone knows about it, how can you step down?

It would be okay if Xiaosi really knew how to do it, but that's just superficial skills, a blind cat just met a dead mouse.

Bah, bah, bah, her mistress is not a blind cat, and the old general is not a dead rat.

"Why do so many people with weak waists suddenly appear?"

Cheng Xiaosi, who felt a little uncomfortable when she came back from Niu's house, stayed in the house and relied on the charcoal fire to keep warm. She was confused about what was going on outside. Is her love affair going to be a hit?

Cheng Sanniang said: "There are many people suffering from back pain. Grandma also suffers from back pain. It may be because she has been sitting for too long. The old lady sits all day long when she has nothing to do. She complains of back pain every day."

"Grandma is like this. Isn't it worse for those who are more pampered in the capital?"

"Those old ladies have nothing to do but sit around all day. If they can't, they just lie down. Don't leave the house all year round. They don't leave the hospital very often."

"And among those old men, who has a good waist? They are all medicines that can be applied externally or taken internally to relieve discomfort."

Cheng Sanniang was very curious about Cheng Xiaosi and these two things. Why did she want to learn this?

"What else could it be? I was just thinking about pleasing my father."

If you tell too many lies, you will tell them as soon as you open your mouth, there is no pressure at all, and you can still tell them reasonably.

With such a simple sentence, Cheng Sanniang understood it, and even Cheng Erniang understood it, feeling sad in her heart.

My father had been busy with business and didn't have much time in the mansion. After arriving in the capital, he focused on his cousin and cared less about their sisters. Although he said some heart-wrenching words, he would still put his cousin in his care. A lot has changed in the past year.

Cheng Xiaosi thought about it for a moment and finally understood why so many people have bad waists. It should be a disease of wealth among wealthy people in this era. Like the emperor, when he sits down, he feels like he has been welded to death on a dragon chair, and his waist is weak. It's not normal to be bad. Ordinary people don't have the opportunity to sit all day long, and they are still running for a living at a very old age.

Suddenly she sneezed, and her head really started to hurt. Niu Wanqing and You Jinling kept saying that she was in pain, but she was fine now, and that she really had a cold.

"I can't do it anymore. I have to lie down and feel uncomfortable."

The wind in Nanyuan Elegant Collection was too cold. As soon as he lay down, Cheng Yousan came over in a hurry, "Teach me your craft quickly, I'm going crazy. People outside say you can do it, but I can't. There must be something wrong with me. Are they sick?" "

Cheng Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him, "Didn't you see that I'm uncomfortable now?"

"Okay, I'll let you run to Nanyuan Gathering."

He spoke fiercely, but he still sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of her forehead, and muttered, "I'll burn you into a fool, so you don't make me angry again."

Cheng Xiaosi hummed. She felt so cold now that she just thought she could do it. She shivered twice and looked at Cheng Yousan pitifully, "Brother, I'm so cold. Get out quickly. If you get too sick, What should you do?"

"Brother, you don't have to worry about me, just let me extinguish myself."

"Cheng Xiaosi."

Cheng Yousan gritted his teeth, "Don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't act like a monster for a day? You're almost going to turn into a fool for doing it."

Cheng Xiaosi suddenly smiled, then looked sad, "I can't do it anymore, uh~"

With his head tilted and his eyes closed, Cheng Yousan took a deep breath and said, "I'm convinced. I'm really convinced. What do you want me to do?"

Cheng Xiaosi didn't even open his eyes, "I have a headache now. Read me the storybook and I'll take it easy."

Cheng Yousan stood up resigned to his fate and then took a storybook, which was about the story of the scholar and the peony flower demon. He only felt that the person who wrote this story was seriously ill. He met a beautiful woman in the wilderness without doubting it. For a moment?

In a matter of seconds, he got married to her. The peony flower demon was so beautiful and rich, and he had transformed into a magnificent house. How could the scholar have such a big heart to think that this kind of woman would like him, and he would not take any of the money? Backposting?

"This is beauty and she doesn't care about anything at the moment."

Cheng Yousan shook his head and turned around to see that Cheng Xiaosi had fallen asleep. He reached out to feel her breath and found that her breath was hot, so she told Huahua to call the doctor quickly.

Cheng Xiaosi was ill, and his illness was approaching violently. As soon as the news came out, the imperial doctors who were not on duty came with their boxes and rushed to diagnose and treat Cheng Xiaosi. Seeing that the imperial doctors were running so fast, people who didn't know it thought Cheng Xiaosi was It's almost gone.

"I heard that the head ailment was caused by catching a cold, which is more serious than good."

"It's such a pity. You're not very young, so why are you in so many troubles?"

"It's the Yan family who did the evil. If I didn't smash her head, how could she be so seriously ill?"

Cheng Xiaosi had an ordinary cold. The Yan family, who had just been out for two days, shrank back again. An angry Mrs. Yan yelled in the room, "Is there any end yet? I really hope God will take her away. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term." pain."

"If her head doesn't heal, I will be a joke in the capital."

"Mother, mother."

Miss Yan came, "Cheng Xiaosi, the god of plague, is sick again. I can't go to the banquet I originally planned. When will the god of plague die?"

Whether the whole Yan family can live a good life depends on Cheng Xiaosi's head. As long as she says she has a headache, the Yan family will definitely be mentioned. When will it end?