Zhao Quchen continued: "This life was saved, but later he often had illnesses. His chest was paralyzed and the pain was like a knife, which was really painful."

Xu Xiaole nodded: "This is a chest aphrodisiac."

Zhao Quchen said: "It has been like this for five years. I have found countless famous doctors and changed them to many prescriptions. Some can relieve temporary pain, and some can't be cured for a month or two, and it cannot be cured in the end. Xiaole, you can cure what people cannot cure, so I want to ask you to take action."

Xu Xiaole felt very sympathetic in his heart and said, "Treatment and saving lives is the original intention of our generation of medical practitioners. I have never forgotten it. Even if you don't help me, I will not refuse to ask me for treatment. However, chest aphrodisiac is indeed very troublesome. Whether it can be cured will only be known after seeing the patient. I will definitely do my best."

Zhao Quchen said happily: "This is the kindness of benevolence. Don't worry, I will take your affairs to heart."

Seeing that everyone around him seemed to have finished their meal, Xu Xiaole was worried that Bai Xiaoyu would start the stage again, so she couldn't leave, so she said, "I'm in Changchun Hall, and I'll just ask someone to take me there when it's convenient. Today I'm hospitality, thank you, I'll leave first."

Xu Xiaole insisted on leaving, and Zhao Quchen no longer forced him to stay. Shi Jiqing personally sent him outside and asked someone to bring Mo Jing to take Xu Xiaole back.

Xu Xiaole was very happy to be able to ride the ink spirit, so he asked Shi Jiqing, "When will you go back? I'll give you back."

Shi Jiqing smiled and said, "Why are you anxious? If you like it, leave it for transportation. Feed some fodder and don't just let it be hungry. When you get tired of riding, just ask someone to take my uncle's house at any time."

Xu Xiaole laughed: "Brother Shi is such a generous person!"

Shi Jiqing said: "Although I like it too, I prefer to see it being used by people. To be honest, I always feel that riding a mule and horse is a bit tiring, and it is far less comfortable to ride a carriage."

Xu Xiaole turned over the mojing and said, "Ha, I think Jian Zhai will be in a sedan chair in the future."

Shi Jiqing knew that Xu Xiaole was wishing him a successful imperial examination and was awarded an official position, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for the good words. Be careful on the way."

Xu Xiaole said: "Since there is a medley of ink essence for transportation, I simply went home and looked for classics to treat chest aphthorax."

Shi Jiqing said, "That's the best. As long as Go Chen is willing to speak for you, no one can stop him."

Xu Xiaole had already sat firmly on Mo Jing, waved his hand, and asked Mo Jing to walk towards the northwest quickly.

There are more than 40 miles from Qilitang to Mudu Town. Gusu is a major county in the country with many business and travelers. There are shops, restaurants, and pedestrians along the way. There are not too remote places. There are no need to worry about beasts and bandits. Even if Xu Xiaole goes on the road alone, it is very safe.

Xu Xiaole looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers on both sides, and gradually became less satisfied with letting Mo Jing walk slowly. He gently clamped Mo Jing's belly and sent the reins. Mo Jing really let go and ran away.

This time Xiaole was no longer afraid. She narrowed her eyes and endured the autumn wind swelling, bent down like he was riding a horse, and shouted: "Go!"

The ink essence ran wildly like a thrust in the wind.

"Ah~! Help!"

Xu Xiaole was so scattered that he had no choice but to put his feet in the stirrups, and he couldn't pull them out, but fortunately he was not pushed down. He tried hard to pull the reins, but found that Mo was much more energetic than him. He pulled the reins over with his head and shook it, and he didn't accept it at all.

In panic, Xu Xiaole simply bent down and hugged Mo Jing's neck tightly. He could only expect Mo Jing to run away and stop by himself.

As a result, Mo Jing ran along the road for nearly twenty miles, but he didn't even slow down.

Xu Xiaole's butt was about to be turned into eight petals, and he never dared to make any sound again. He plucked up the courage to look forward, but saw a market that he had been to before.

Seeing this market is not far from Mudu.

Xu Xiaole was not happy at all because there were already many people on the road. It doesn’t matter if the road is wider. If Mo Jing and wait will knock people down, the trouble will be great.

Xu Xiaole was so anxious that she was about to cry, and saw someone pushing a wheelbarrow in front of her, with a few sacks on it, obviously going to the market. He shouted: "Have you ever ridden a mule?"

The man turned his head to look at Xu Xiaole in surprise.

Xu Xiaole also looked at him.

Mo Jing quickly passed by him and left the wheelbarrow far behind.

Xu Xiaole's ears were filled with wind and could not hear the sound of chasing him from behind. He saw a man who looked like a farmer in front of him, driving a pig. He shouted again: "Hey! Have you ever ridden a mule?"

Before the farmer could answer, Mo Jing flew past him again.

Xu Xiaole seemed to hear the farmer shouting something from behind, but couldn't hear it clearly.

Mo Jing ran very excitedly.

Xu Xiaole is usually a bold person, but now he is scared of his courage.

Mo Jing ran into the market.

Xu Xiaole closed his eyes tightly and almost cried: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Who has ridden a mule! Who has ridden a mule!"

The mo Jing suddenly stopped four hooves, rushed for a few steps and stopped.

Xu Xiaole was shocked and it took a long time to open his eyes. He saw a circle of people around him.

"Young man, just ride a mule so arrogantly?"

"What's so proud of riding a mule!"

"I have never ridden a mule, I only ride a horse!"

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Only then did Xu Xiaole realize that a ox cart in front blocked the road, Mo Jing naturally stopped.

He quickly turned over, feeling his legs were weak and his whole body seemed to have been exhausted. He thought: This time he suffered a great loss, and his fear hurts his kidneys. I don’t know how many times of guidance techniques you have to practice to make up for it.

Mo Jing didn't know that he had caused trouble. He looked at Xu Xiaole with big black eyes, full of pride, as if saying: Brother is running slower than a horse, right?

Xu Xiaole didn't want to pay attention to it at all, and walked away with the mojing. There were still people behind him pointing fingers. Although he was thick-skinned, he would not be angry, but he was still very unhappy after all.

Xu Xiaole was thinking about the journey back to Mudu, and then he heard someone calling him his name. He looked along the sound and saw a tall and dark figure, his head almost touching the eaves.

It is his best friend Luo Yun.

Luo Yun rode a tall horse, laughed happily at him and slowly rode over. He tied the reins and said, "Xiaole, you are back! Where did the mule come from? It seems that it's almost caught up with my horse."

Xu Xiaole straightened up and said, "My friend borrowed it from me." He gritted his teeth and said, "I will return it tomorrow!"

Luo Yun laughed and said, "Xiaole, it's the first time I see you so arrogant. You are so imposing."

Xu Xiaole's face was a little stiff and she said, "I just want to ask why I ask him to stop."

Luo Yun rode on the horse and laughed for a long time, saying, "I'm also learning how to ride a horse. You ride it and I'll teach you."

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