Yang Wenxuan took Yang Huaming out of the Yang Mansion, took a carriage and drove around on the street, and then took him to the door of a courtyard in a deep alley.

"We're here." Yang Wenxuan said.

Yang Huaming got out of the car, looked around and was surprised.

"Is there no sign of a medical clinic here?" he asked.

In his opinion, a famous doctor like this who specializes in treating men's private diseases should be very famous.

At least there should be a very conspicuous and impressive facade of the medical clinic on the street where land is at a premium.

But there is nothing nearby, just a long, deep alley.

Looking at the small courtyards connected in this alley, it seems that they are not lived by rich people or people with high status.

"Brother Wenxuan, are we in the wrong place?" Yang Huaming asked again.

Yang Wenxuan said: "How is that possible? I can find this place with my eyes closed. Well, it's the courtyard in front of you, just go in."

"Ah?" Yang Huaming was stunned again and looked at the yard, "But there's no brand on it. Is he really a famous doctor?"

Yang Wenxuan smiled and said: "Fourth brother, don't you understand this?"

"The so-called small hermit hides in the forest, and the great hermit hides in the city. The more famous doctors and doctors with superb medical skills, the world's masters, they don't pay attention to fame and fortune."

"This is called high moral integrity. This is also a state that ordinary people like us don't have. Do you understand?" Yang Wenxuan asked.

When Yang Huaming was said this, he felt that there seemed to be some truth to it.

Those who follow the crowd are ordinary people. Those who are truly outstanding are always different from ordinary people.

"No more words, come on, let's go in."

Yang Wenxuan patted Yang Huaming's shoulder, walked over, and patted the rusty iron ring on the courtyard door...

The process of seeking medical diagnosis saves 10,000 words.

An hour later, Yang Wenxuan and Yang Huaming came out of the courtyard gate together. Yang Huaming's face had a trace of flushing that had not completely dissipated.

There is something unexplained in his eyes.

The whole person is radiant, as if he is new to life.

"Fourth brother, how do you feel?" When the two brothers came to the carriage outside, Yang Wenxuan lowered his voice and asked Yang Huaming excitedly.

Yang Huaming was still reminiscing about the long-lost feeling of ecstasy. Now when he heard Yang Wenxuan ask, he came back to his senses.

"Brother, this is really a miracle doctor, a master from this world!" he said excitedly.

"I was given a few sips of the special potion, and then I was massaged a few times. My little brother, who had been silent for several years, suddenly seemed to be waking up," Yang Huaming said.

Yang Wenxuan said: "What do you mean it seems like it's about to wake up? I was watching from the side at that time. It was really three minutes since I woke up. I could see its changes."

"Really? Brother, have you seen it too? Hahaha, it seems I'm not the only one dazzled!" Yang Huaming danced with excitement.

"Brother, you know, in the past few years, no matter how beautiful a woman I saw, I was just thinking about her."

"The body didn't react at all. Now, just now, when the miracle doctor showed me the erotic pictures, I felt a reaction both in my heart and in my body."

"Although this reaction is not too strong, and this reaction and this hardness are not enough, I feel obviously different from usual."

"I, I, I seem to have found the feeling I had back then. The real me is coming back again!"

Yang Huaming was gesticulating while talking, but because he was too excited, he spoke a little incoherently.

Yang Wenxuan had a big brother's friendly smile on his face, smiled and patted Yang Huaming on the shoulder.

"Old Si, you are so lucky to have met this miracle doctor."

"As long as you follow your doctor's advice and take your medicine on time every day, your condition will improve day by day."

"In less than ten days and a half, when the power is restored, brother, I will give you two maids to serve you, it's settled!" he said.

Yang Huaming was so grateful that he burst into tears.

He raised his hand to touch the packet of pills hidden in his chest and nodded vigorously.

"It should be said that I am lucky to meet you, eldest brother."

"If it weren't for my brother, I would never have known that there really was a miraculous doctor in the world who could cure my hidden illness. Brother, if I can really regain my glory and be a normal man like before, I will be your responsibility from now on."

You can work like a cow or a horse, go up a mountain of swords or jump into a sea of ​​fire or a frying pan without even frowning!" he said.

Yang Wenxuan looked displeased, "What are you talking about? You are my brother. As the eldest brother, I will only protect you. How can I let you jump into a frying pan?"

Yang Huaming also grinned: "Hey, wasn't this an analogy..."

Yang Wenxuan patted Yang Huaming on the shoulder again: "Okay, you can take the carriage back to the house first. I have some personal matters to talk to the miracle doctor. I will go back later."

"Okay, brother, I'll go back home first."

Watching Yang Huaming leave, the smile on Yang Wenxuan's face disappeared without a trace, and his eyes became cold, filled with contempt.

He snorted coldly, turned around and returned to the yard behind him.

A strange fishy smell filled a dimly lit room in the yard.

And, the subtle "rustling" and "rustling" sounds.

Next to the wall stood a long table with a row of jars on it.

A man was standing in front of the long table with his waist hunched over, his head buried in front of a jar, and he was busy.

Yang Wenxuan came in from behind and said to the busy figure: "Xue Laizi, how are you? I will bring someone over for you to test the medicine, and I will never regret it, right?"

"Now, is it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

Hearing Yang Wenxuan's words, Xue Laizi turned around and grinned at Yang Wenxuan.

That face was so pale that there was almost no trace of blood.

Although he was smiling, Yang Wenxuan felt a cold feeling.

Yang Wenxuan felt that Cripple Xue was just like the snake he kept in these jars. Even his smile was cold, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Xue Laizi, don't keep smiling at me. You're not a girl. If you laugh until your mouth cramps, I may not be tempted."

Yang Wenxuan deliberately used jokes to dilute the discomfort.

"Last time you told me that you were formulating a new medicine, and you wanted me to help you bring someone with the right symptoms to try the medicine."

"I just brought my cousins ​​here. Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. One person, one hundred taels of snowflake silver!"

Yang Wenxuan said and stretched out his hand towards Xue Laizi.

Xue Laizi smiled and finally spoke out.
Chapter completed!