When we got to Yu's house to withdraw money, there was a slight twist. The Yu family suspected that Tianlao was extorting money. They had just taken two thousand taels and wanted another fifteen hundred taels. They were stealing money! Even a big business cannot withstand such blackmail. Until Chen Guanxin had no choice but to let Yu Zhaoan go out to kill people, Yu's family decisively paid him. These words were so powerful. It seemed that Yu's family was so worried about Yu Zhaoan coming out that they did not doubt the authenticity of these words. Is this a deadly feud? Chen Guanxin took the money and returned to Tianlao in a daze. My brain was like a blur, and I couldn't figure out why one sentence was so powerful and worth one thousand five hundred taels. "Why?" he asked Chen Guanlou. Chen Guanlou chuckled and said, "Given Yu Zhaoan's background, as long as the Yu family is properly managed, even if he suffers in prison, his legs will not be broken. The water here is deep, so don't delve into it." "Tou Chen, what do you mean, someone in the Yu family wants Yu Zhaoan to become a useless person?" Chen Guanxin is not stupid. After all, he has read books and is a member of the Chen family, so he still has some knowledge. "Rather than becoming a cripple, it's better to say that some people want him to die." Chen Guanxin was stunned on the spot. He couldn't figure it out, "What kind of hatred! They all have the surname Yu, so that's not the case. Yu Zhaoan has stood up, and the Yu family is the one who benefits. There is no need to cause death."
"Yu Zhaoan's foul mouth has offended so many people since he was little. There must be more than one or two people who want him dead. Okay, it's not our turn to worry about this matter. Now that the money has been withdrawn, tell me Medical officer, let him take medicine as soon as possible. He must use the medicine well to cure Yu Zhaoan's leg as much as possible. " "Why is Mr. Chen so nice to Zhao'an? His leg was not injured by our prison." Chen Guanxin couldn't figure it out. Chen Guanlou glared at him and said, "What are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you go quickly?" The medical officer used money to do things and took out the secret recipe handed down from his ancestors to treat Yu Zhaoan's injuries. He also comforted him, "Don't worry, Mr. Yu, your injury will definitely be cured. You are a warrior. After the wound heals and the legs recover, I will be able to walk normally soon.” "Can I still recover to the third level of strength?" Yu Zhaoan asked anxiously. The medical officer stroked his beard and made an estimate, "Be patient, it should be fine." Yu Zhao'an felt relieved and said, "Thank you, Doctor Mu." "You're welcome. I also use money to do things. You guys are so generous to the Yu family, so I will naturally use my housekeeping skills." Yu Zhaoan chuckled and his eyes turned cold, but he did not refute. After applying the medicine and wrapping it with gauze, the medical officer ordered: "Don't move or exert force. I'll come back tomorrow to change the dressing. The prescribed medicine is to be taken three times a day. With your physique, I believe you will get better soon." "Thank you!" The medical officer put away the medicine box, stood up and left. Chen Guanlou locked the cell door and said, "Master Yu, if you need anything, just call. Don't worry about decoction, the kitchen will take care of it for you." "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen." "polite!" "Chen Tou is indeed a warm-hearted person." Yu Zhaoan said suddenly. Chen Guanlou had a big face and climbed up the pole, "I've been reluctant to see others suffer since I was a child. I'll help if I can with easy things. I hope Master Yu can recover from his injuries soon and get out as soon as possible. You will turn around in the future, Don’t hold grudges, just wait.” "Chen Tou was joking. In the past, Yu didn't recognize good people's hearts, so he suffered this misfortune. Now he can see some things clearly. If he can really turn around in the future, Yu will definitely repay him." "Just give me some money, no need to pay anything in return." Chen Guanlou said with a smile.
Yu Zhaoan was extremely serious, "Okay! Chen Tou likes money, so I will give you money." Chen Guanlou waved his hand and didn't care at all. He was just chatting. Who really expects the other party to give money. He is not short of money now, but his expenses are also high. Every day is indispensable for him to eat and drink, go to a brothel from time to time, buy a small house occasionally, and buy medicines to maintain his health for a long time. Poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Even though there are immortality fruits and "Ascension Record", you still need to take supplements, and you must not be stingy with what you should eat. To keep the body healthy, medicinal materials and food are indispensable. It’s a pity that the God of Wealth Liu Daowen ‘died’! If he was still in Tianlao, he would definitely make some extra money. It's so easy to die as a corrupt official. The medical officer did not brag, the ancestral medicine was very effective. In just half a month, the wound as big as a bowl has begun to grow granulation. The most feared inflammation, suppuration, did not appear. In the harsh environment of Tianlao, it is truly a miracle. It is indeed a secret recipe. The medical officer was very proud, "As long as the wound does not suppurate, the legs can be saved. After the wound heals, if you continue to use medicine, you will be back to normal sooner or later." Yu Zhaoan showed his first smile since returning to Tianlao. "However, there will definitely be scars on the legs, so please be mentally prepared." "It doesn't matter, as long as I can save my leg, a mere scar is nothing." "Don't worry, Mr. Yu. I have good scar removal medicine here. If Mr. Yu needs it at that time, just ask him and I will calculate the cost for you." Yu Zhaoan:...... Chen Guanlou:...... "Old Mu, what did your ancestors do? Why do you have all kinds of medicine? Just sell the secret ointment you have on hand, and you would have made a fortune long ago." "Hehe...it's all passed down from our ancestors. Eighteen generations of my family have been practicing medicine." The medical officer said sarcastically. Chen Guanlou clicked his tongue, "Just give me two prescriptions to replenish my health." Medical Officer Mu stared at him, "Are you prescribing a prescription to replenish the body or the kidneys?" "Is there a difference?" "The difference is huge. Chen Tou, don't rely on your youth to hang out among flowers all day long. However, you have a good sense of keeping in good health. Come, I will check your pulse for free today, how about it?" "Do you want to check your pulse?" Chen Guanlou was a little hesitant. He was not sure whether diagnosing the pulse would reveal the secrets of his body. But he still wanted to give it a try. There is no guarantee that we will not encounter similar situations in the future. "Come on, come on, let's check in. You can check my pulse, and then prescribe me a prescription to replenish my body. You can't miss the money." He put his arm around the medical officer's shoulders, and the two of them entered the duty room as if they were brothers. Chen Guanlou drove the rest of the people out, and once the door of the room was closed, it became a small world of its own.
They poured tea and flattered each other, making the medical officer feel happy. Then he sat down and stretched out his hand, "Check your pulse. I haven't been to a medical clinic in the past few years. I have been practicing martial arts for a long time. I don't know if there is anything wrong with my body." "Chen Tou is still practicing martial arts?" "That's for sure. As a jailer in the Heavenly Prison, I have to work hard on my muscles and bones. I don't want to be in my thirties or forties and have pains here and there, and my whole body is sick." The Tianlao environment is dark and humid. If you stay in such an environment for a long time, you will definitely get sick. For this reason, most of the jailers working in Tianyao Prison are young and strong. Older jailers usually choose to change their jobs, such as guarding the gate, looking after the warehouse, running errands and doing miscellaneous tasks. Although the money is small, it is not harmful to the body. The medical officer understood clearly, put his hand on Chen Guanlou's wrist, narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to diagnose the pulse. Chen Guanlou observed the other party's expression carefully and found nothing like frowning, surprise, or seeing a ghost. Seeing that the other party had finished diagnosing the pulse, he hurriedly asked: "How is it?"