Ke Zhengming blushes: "Mr. Dongfang, there is another reason for this. I am not such a person. He is studying at home on a regular basis. He rarely goes out to play, and he is steadfast and sensible. He is definitely not the place where there will be fireworks. People."

Speaking of this, Dongfang Mu is also curious, Ke Zhengming is strict with the family, it is notorious, the boy of Kejia, never heard of any bad rumors, how can these two sons get such a disease? ?

Bai Yan asked: "Is it a mildew?" The so-called mold sore is actually a modern plum, poison.

In modern times, there are medicines that can be used for medical treatment. It is not a terminal illness. But in ancient times, if there was no symptomatic ancient prescription, the end is really terrible.

Ke Zhengming nodded: "He looked for the doctor himself and said that it was a sore, and Xu was too medical, and confirmed that it was a sore."

Bai Hao nodded: "Well, I will take the medicine and I will go with you in a while."

Dongfang Mu rushed to the front and stopped: "No, no, you are a girl's family, and you can cure other diseases. How can you cure such a disease?"

Bai Yan smiled and said: "Grandpa, have you heard that the doctor has chosen to cure people? No matter what the disease, since I am a doctor, as long as I can cure, I have to go to the treatment. This is the principle and the bottom line of being a doctor. There are no taboos, no distinction between men and women, no difference."

Ke Zhengming finally understood why Xu Tai’s doctor said that he would be so reverent when he mentioned the white peony. He felt so incredulous to a little girl.

But now he understands, because it is worth it!

Dong Mu did not marry her, she could only watch her and Ke Zhengming go away, and wondered how to talk to Chu Xiao’s kid.

When he thought of Chu, he frowned again. "How can this kid not come back today? Don't you have anything on the road?"

"Hey, a stinky mouth, that kid, what can I do? It’s bigger than a monkey, bigger than a ghost, what can he do?"

Dongfang Mu returned to the study with his head and continued to write his big characters.

Bai Hao returned to Kefu with Ke Zhengming. The two had not yet reached the Qingzhuyuan of Ergongzi, and they heard a cry.

Ke Zhengming intercepted a gimmick, "What happened?"

Shantou saw the lord, crying: "Master, you are going to have a look, the second son he cast the pond."

Ke Zhengming’s eyes were black and he only felt his ears screaming.

Ke Zhengming, who was on the white shackles, took him to the place where there were many people.

When I arrived at the edge of the pond, the young man in the pond had been rescued, lying on the grass in a lifeless manner, and Xu Tai was looking at it.

A few steps of the white rushed forward, exploring his nose, no gas, exploring his neck veins, weak.

"How long has it been?" asked Bai Yu.

Xu Tai doctor busy said: "In less than a quarter of an hour, just saved, but unfortunately, come a step later."

"Maybe it's not too late." She squatted on the left side of Ke Tong, and read the little tears in the tears of the tears: "Don't cry, if you want your family to come over, listen to me."

Xiao Yan immediately wiped away the tears and said to the white: "I listen to me, as long as my son can still live, I will do my life."

"When you kneel down, listen to my password, when I ask you to blow, you immediately open your mouth and blow your mouth."

Xiao Yan lived. . .

White peony has begun to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, while pressing hard and counting the number of times, when the number of times arrives, immediately rushed to the little scream: "Fast, blow."

Xiao Yan returned to God, biting his teeth, as long as the son can live, let him do what he wants.

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