409: C409 True Martial City's Trouble-reappearance Two

C409 True Martial City's Trouble-reappearance Two

True Martial Army barracks.

Early in the morning, the sound of the horn being blown to wake up was heard.

The Zhen Wu Army was strict and disciplined, and no one dared to sleep. All the soldiers quickly got up.

Vice Commander Meng was a tiger general of the True Martial Army. He was a Martial King Stage warrior, and he had slaughtered countless people in the Devil Clan.

The first thing he did when he got up early in the morning was to rush to the toilet.

"Damn it, my hemorrhoids are acting up again."

Vice Commander Meng felt extremely uncomfortable. He had killed countless enemies and had never been afraid of anyone. However, he had a headache over his hemorrhoids.

Unfortunately, he had visited countless famous doctors, but none of them could cure his hemorrhoids. This was because when he was young, he had fought with a poison expert. He had been poisoned by an extremely strange poison, and his foundation had been damaged.

It was too difficult to treat them.

He could only use a few small prescriptions to temporarily calm the pain.

Vice Commander Meng squatted on the toilet in pain and gritted his teeth to endure. At this moment, he suddenly looked up and saw Ying Hou's smiling face on the toilet door.

"Oh my god!"

Vice Commander Meng was shocked. It was early in the morning and he was still dizzy. If he suddenly saw someone laughing at him in the toilet, he would be shocked.

When Vice Commander Meng realized it was only a portrait, he immediately tore the portrait off angrily. "Which guy has nothing to do after eating? He pasted Ying Hou's portrait on the toilet door and scared me!"

Just as Vice Commander Meng was about to tear the portrait apart, he suddenly saw a few big words on the portrait: "Treating hemorrhoids, I'm good at it!"

Hmm?

Vice Commander Meng's eyes widened and his hands stopped moving. He carefully looked at the portrait.

After a few glances, Vice Commander Meng's eyes lit up. "It turns out that Ying Hou also had hemorrhoids when he was young? Eh... It turns out that he hasn't taken a shower for twenty years. Ying Hou is actually so disgusting... Finally, after a few glances, Ying Hou's eyes lit up, So it turns out that Ying Hou also had hemorrhoids when he was young? It was cured by a man called the old military doctor? Is there really such a thing?"

Vice Commander Meng's face was wild with joy. "Later, find this gigolo and ask him who the old military doctor is!"

Vice Commander Meng was an old general in the army and usually admired Marquis Wei very much. When Ying Hou suddenly returned and said that Marquis Wei had rebelled, Vice Commander Meng actually did not believe it.

However, even if those big shots in the court believed it, as the deputy commander of the army, he naturally did not have the right to speak.

Even so, he didn't really like Ying Hou, this pretty boy, but now that he saw the content of the advertisement, Vice Commander Meng couldn't help but feel some regret. If he had known earlier, he would have treated Ying Hou with a better attitude.

At this moment, in a towering mansion in True Martial City.

A middle-aged man with a refined temperament was calmly putting on his clothes.

His name was Song Ruixue, and he was a civil servant.

Although he was only at the Martial Ancestor Stage, his status was not lower than those Martial King Stage generals.

Because he was personally appointed by the Heaven Emperor to be in charge of the logistics of True Martial City.

When those generals returned to True Martial City, all kinds of rewards would be given to Song Ruixue. From this, it could be seen how important they were in True Martial City.

On the side, Meifuren, who had a pretty face, had a bitter look on her face. "Last night, it was shorter."

Song Ruixue's face became awkward, and he forced a smile, "Madam, I am already looking for a famous doctor. It will not take long to cure my illness."

Meifuren glared at the scholarly man. "That was what you said when you married me back then. We agreed that it would take three years. Three years and three years. It has been almost ten years, husband. If you really can't cure this short illness of yours... If this continues, how will the Song Family continue the family line? "

Song Youxue's expression turned ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything. As a high-ranking official of the court, he didn't even last thirty seconds at night. If this were to spread, he would be laughed at. It was also a shame that his wife was loyal. If it were any other woman, the green hat on his head would be so tall that it would be hard to tell how high it was.

"Good news, Madam! Great news!"

At this moment, the voice of a woman who was overjoyed suddenly came from outside.

Then, the door was pushed open and a young woman with a charming face rushed in.

Madam Song frowned and said, "Little Cui, what are you doing? Why didn't you inform us when you barged in?"

Song Haoxue, who was standing at the side, didn't look too good, but he didn't say anything. This Little Cui was his wife's big maid, and she loved her dearly. Although she scolded him, she definitely wouldn't do anything to him.

He only hoped that Cui didn't hear what he said just now. Otherwise, it would be bad if his words, as the master, were to spread out.

"Madam, good news!"

Xiaocui's face was still full of joy as she handed the stack of papers in her hand to Madam Song.

Madam Song took it and looked at it. "Isn't this Ying Hou?"

"In the past, I couldn't even hold on for a breath when it came to housing affairs. The beauties left me and my parents were disappointed in me. There was no hope for me to continue my family line. My life was dark..."

"Ever since I met the old TCM doctor, my life has finally become bright...

"Now, I can last ten breaths, ten times more than before. The old mother pig at home showed a gratified smile to me. Eat well, eat well, eat well, what's so good about it..."

"Man, you can't say no!"

Seeing the content on the paper, Madam Song was stunned. Then, a pleasantly surprised smile appeared on her face. "Husband, look! This is good news!"

Song Haoxue took the paper and looked at it. His face suddenly turned red and he was overjoyed.

This illness could actually be cured!

Although Ying Hou only had ten breaths left, which made Song Hexue despise him. Ying Hou was shorter than him, after all, he had been treated, and the time he took was ten times longer.

He could only hold on for twenty seconds. It would be great if his time could be increased by ten times.

However, when he thought about how excited Little Cui was, Song Ruixue couldn't help but blush. He guessed that his wife must have told Little Cui about his illness.

Cough, cough.

Song Ruixue suppressed his excitement and smiled. "A while ago, Ying Hou wanted to invite me to his residence to attend the celebration banquet. I was busy with official business at that time and refused. Later, I will personally go and find him!"

"Then go quickly. What are you still staying at home for?"

Madam Song glared at him. This was a big event in life. It was the most important thing for a man. Why did this guy talk so much nonsense?

"Madam, there is also good news here."

Little Cui suddenly said with a red face.

Only then did Madam Song see that Little Cui had given her more than one piece of paper.

On the portrait, Ying Hou's face was full of sorrow. "It's hard to be a woman. Not only do you have to give birth to a child, but you also have to bear the pain for a few days every month."

Madam Song's face turned red, and a trace of disgust appeared in her eyes. When did Ying Hou become like this? He even told her about a woman's month in broad daylight.

Unexpectedly, below was the portrait of Ying Hou with a smile on his face. "Good news. Now, take the blood replenishing pill that I personally endorsed. It can relieve the pain, so that the few days of each month will not be painful anymore. You'll also feel my utmost concern. "0

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