Xu Xiaole was observing silently for these porcelains when he suddenly heard the sound of the wind suddenly.

A tea cup was coming to Xu Xiaole's face.

Xu Xiaole said, "What a hidden weapon!" His head turned, and the teacup whizzed past his ears, smashing on the door frame behind, shattering all over the floor.

Xu Xiaole closed the door with his backhand and shouted in, "You are going to be crazy! He actually murdered the doctor!"

Brother Bao has always been raised in his palm. Not to mention being scolded, he has never heard a louder voice, and he immediately couldn't speak out, just relying on a sense of arrogance.

Xu Xiaole walked into the inner room and saw Brother Bao wearing a sky-blue Yanju Taoist robe with a forehead wrapped around his head, and was standing on the ground with barefoot panting.

Xu Xiaole immediately laughed: "Do you have a headache? Why are you still wearing a forehead smear?"

Brother Bao'er's face turned even more flushed, and he pulled off his forehead randomly, and it seemed that he could still find it difficult to vent his anger.

Xu Xiaole said: "When you can smash things, you will soon smash them. In a few days, you will have to lie on the bed and cough. Oh! Yes, every time you cough, it is like someone stabbing a knife in your chest, and it hurts so much that you don't even have the strength to speak. This will last about a month."

Bao Ge'er's eyes showed fear and a trembling voice, "What about more than a month... in?"

"It will be fine in one month." Xu Xiaole said.

Brother Bao obviously didn't believe it, and looked like he was "living me".

Xu Xiaole said, "I didn't lie to you. You will probably die in a month. If you die, Yuanzhi will be empty, so naturally it's okay."

Bao Ge'er suddenly felt dizzy and sat on the ground, holding the back of her head with both hands, burying her head in her knees and bursting into tears.

Ping Kejia and Jaeliu stood outside, not knowing the conversation between the two inside, but only heard Bao Ge'er's crying shrill, looking at each other, wondering if he was going to rush in.

The house is naturally a different situation.

Xu Xiaole walked up to Bao Ge'er and squatted down, with a joking look on his face, just like bullying his little brother on the street. He said, "But since I stand here, I won't let you die so easily. It's at least related to my reputation."

Brother Bao sobbed and said, "Do you think I don't know? Tuberculosis is a terminal illness!"

Xu Xiaole said: "In the past, colds were terminal illnesses. Look at how many people still die if they were injured?"

Brother Bao took a slower look: "Really?"

Xu Xiaole grinned and said, "What are the benefits of lying to you? This is not long ago. You will know if you are free in the future." He said in his heart: It was indeed not long ago, only two or three thousand years ago.

Seeing that Xu Xiaole was really not afraid of confronting others, Bao Geer believed him five minutes later. He gradually stopped crying and said, "Can you cure tuberculosis?"

When talking about medicine, Xu Xiaole became serious and said, "I'm not sure about curing it, but I can still try it if I don't die." He just understood something today and happened to apply this new idea to Bao Ge'er. Especially when Bao Ge'er's condition first started, by observing the development of the disease, he could best prove whether his thinking was correct.

Brother Bao was a little confused, but it was always good to be immortal. He thought of some messy things and suddenly sighed: "Sometimes life is worse than death. I am not afraid of death. If I can die like Mr. Taibai, how noble it is! Why not be afraid of death? If I can only survive and live in bed, what's the pleasure of life?"

Xu Xiaole nodded: "I can understand this. But I think that only by living first can you recover and live a good life."

Brother Bao felt a little cold on the ground, stood up and said, "Then are you going to take my pulse now?"

Xu Xiaole said: "Don't worry. You go to bed and lie down first. Ask someone to clean up here. From today on, as long as I'm in the city, I will come here every day, and there's time to take my pulse."

Only then did Brother Bao feel cold on the ground, and walked back to the bed with his arch, covered the quilt with his feet. When he was angry just now, he forgot to cough. Now he stopped and coughed even more violently, as if he wanted to make up for all the things he hadn’t coughed just now.

Xu Xiaole went out and asked Xi Liu to come in and clean up.

The gentle maid had no complaints. Seeing that Brother Bao had settled down in bed, she looked at Xu Xiaole with gratitude.

In Ping Kejia's eyes, this became the two of them, and they were very upset, so they said angrily: "Okay, just ask Xiaole to see a doctor here. I'll go back to grandma." She didn't be polite to Xu Xiaole, and called her name to vent her dissatisfaction.

Xu Xiaole didn't care at all.

Jingliu said, "Thank you sister."

Ping Kejia waved his hand and left.

Xu Xiaole is not heartless and says goodbye to Ping Kejia.

Jingliu asked a few little maids to clean up the room for Brother Bao first. When she turned around, she saw Xu Xiaole put on a mask again. She was displeased and was afraid that he would stimulate Brother Bao. However, she was embarrassed to tell the doctor not to wear it, so she had to stare at Xu Xiaole's face.

Xu Xiaole smiled and said, "Sister Liu wants one too? This tuberculosis may be transmitted from the mouth and nose, so be careful."

Jingliu said, "I don't have to. If the people in this room are infected, they can't escape." She felt a little sad when she said this, and Xu Xiaole felt a little sad.

When Juliu went out, Xu Xiaole sat next to Brother Bao's crib and reached out to take his pulse. Brother Bao refused to reach out and just said coldly: "Do you like my Juliu?"

Xu Xiaole said: "Sister Cynn Liu is the most gentle woman I have ever met. From the first meeting of her, I have been determined to be a good friend with you!"

Brother Bao was almost so angry that he vomited his lungs. He coughed hard for a while before he said hoarsely: "You wolfish ambition!"

Seeing that he was so excited that he could not take the pulse for the time being, Xu Xiaole took his hand back and said, "Although I am ambitious, I won't do it. Hey, I think she is still a virgin, are you not going to attack her? Is there anyone in your yard who looks better than Sister Liu?"

Bao Ge'er said helplessly: "She was my mother who kept her by my side and looked at me, and she had to hide everything from her. If she complained, I would be miserable."

Xu Xiaole smiled and said, "I like to complain about the most, but I won't complain about my friends."

Brother Bao said depressedly: "Well, what else can I choose now? It's good to say that people are about to die. Don't tell my mother to know that I'm not a good boy, and it's just a waste of time to make her sad."

Xu Xiaole then took his hand and took his pulse, comforting him, "Don't worry! Let's cure the disease first, the future will be long! Well, by the way, this disease is avoided, you can't even think about those things."

Bao Ge'er showed his sick look: "Why are you talking about sex or not? I'm so disappointed now. If I can recover, I will be willing to become a monk."

Xu Xiaole thought that he was actually forced to live the life of a monk, and it was inevitable that he sighed as a rabbit died and a fox.

*(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!