Chapter 293: The Street Doctor

"Doctor Fang, please don't misunderstand me. I mean well."

Butler Fan said with a smile, shaking the folding fan in his hand, opening the fan, and gently shaking it twice.

"It's late now, Doctor Fang may be inconvenient to walk at night, so why not rest well next door tonight."

"You can continue to treat my son tomorrow."

"Of course, if there is anything at night, please take care of me, Doctor Fang."

Butler Fan said with a crisp sound, closed the folding fan in his hand again, and then bowed to Doctor Fang.

Doctor Fang frowned slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

And he knew the origin of the man in front of him very well.

There is absolutely no benefit in going against the Hou family, and Doctor Fang knew it very well.

Doctor Fang has been practicing medicine on this flower street for many years and rented a small shop in the corner of the East Market.

It's called a shop, but it's more of a place where Doctor Fang lives.

Although the conditions were a bit shabby, it was much cheaper than finding a proper residence.

Otherwise, with Doctor Fang's financial conditions, it would be difficult for him to live in the most prosperous East Market in the capital.

For so many years, he had been seeing patients on Hua Street, mostly treating girls.

Although practicing medicine in such a place would be looked down upon, Doctor Fang was young and his medical skills were relatively ordinary at the beginning, so few people would come to see him.

Therefore, Doctor Fang, who had just arrived, took the initiative to attack on Hua Street to find business for himself.

Not all girls on Hua Street could afford to ask a doctor to see a doctor, especially those girls from the lower class.

Because their worth might not be able to pay for a proper doctor's visit.

Therefore, most mothers just let them endure it. If they could endure it, they would be cured. If they couldn't endure it, they would be sent to a mass grave at most, which would save trouble.

Only those girls with high worth were worth asking a doctor to see them.

Although not all mothers are so cruel, there is nothing that can be done about it.

After all, how many girls working on the flower street don't have some minor physical problems.

If everyone asks a doctor to treat them, then this business will not work.

The mothers in the brothel buy these girls to make money, not to lose money.

Therefore, among the girls on the flower street, various folk remedies for curing diseases are popular.

Although some sound stupid, they are indeed useful.

But more of them actually just have a psychological comfort effect.

Even so, the girls on the flower street are still sure of the effect of these folk remedies.

Because this is the only thing they can do for themselves when they are sick.

People always have to struggle to make themselves feel better.

Otherwise, if they just wait for death to come, it would be too cruel.

And the appearance of Doctor Fang changed this choice.

When he first went to see the girls on the Flower Street, he did not charge any consultation fees. He even asked them to go to the familiar pharmacy to get the herbs on the prescription, so he did not make a penny of profit.

But people are kind-hearted. The girls who were cured would treat Doctor Fang with food and drinks afterwards.

Every time he came, he would always greet them with a smile. If a sister was sick, she would immediately think of him and ask him to see her.

After a few years, Doctor Fang had a foothold on the Flower Street.

Doctor Fang's medical skills were getting better and better. In addition, he was young, handsome and elegant, so the girls on the Flower Street had a good impression of him.

It was just that he could see the girls who others had to pay to see for free, and the girls had to pay him, which inevitably made other men on the Flower Street jealous.

Behind the scenes, Doctor Fang caused a lot of criticism.

But Doctor Fang did not take these things to heart.

Over the years, he seemed to have not spent too much energy on anything else except treating patients.

Every day, Doctor Fang either carried a medicine box and shuttled between the brothels on the flower street, or quietly stayed in his dilapidated clinic to read medical books.

But when he treated patients in the brothels, especially at night, there would always be people who made things difficult for him.

It seemed that it was so interesting to bully this weak and handsome doctor.

Doctor Fang was no longer surprised by the attitude of Butler Fan.

He knew that it was useless for him to say anything now, so he let Butler Fan arrange it.

After Doctor Fang went out, the Hou family servant at the door directly invited him to a room next to him, and then guarded the door, not allowing him to go out at will, which was also a disguised house arrest.

After watching Doctor Fang leave, the tall and strong Ah Biao could not help but ask Butler Fan:

"Hey, it seems that you don't like that doctor either."

Butler Fan immediately hit Ah Biao's head with his folding fan in annoyance, causing him to burst into tears.

"Do you think I'm like you!"

Then, he lowered his voice and whispered to Ah Biao:

"I always feel that there is something wrong with the way this kid looks at the third young master. You should pay more attention to him and keep an eye on him tonight."

Although Ah Biao's brain is not very smart, he listens to Butler Fan's words very much. He nodded and kept this in mind.

Butler Fan was relieved to see Ah Biao's reaction.

He slowly walked to the window and looked at Hou San's embarrassed appearance on the bed.

"Anyway, the third young master's breathing is still stable and strong."

Butler Fan saw that Hou San was still breathing, and his heart was also relaxed.

If Hou San really died, he didn't know how to report to the master.

Then, he gently took some ointment from Hou San's body and rubbed it on the back of his hand.

Butler Fan immediately felt the skin on the back of his hand cool and comfortable.

He looked at the burn wounds on Hou San's body left by the explosion and nodded silently.

Butler Fan looked at the girls who were responsible for serving Hou San.

These are all women from Daxing, specially arranged by Mother Zhou.

Although Hu Yulou mainly features Hu Ji, there are women from Daxing to serve guests.

Mother Zhou was afraid that Hu Ji's rough hands and feet would cause Hou San, who was already on the verge of death, to die directly, so she specially found a few careful and gentle women.

Butler Fan asked them: "What did Doctor Fang say just now? Tell me."

The girls looked at each other, thought for a while, and then answered carefully:

"Doctor Fang said that Mr. Hou must have a good rest tonight and must not be disturbed."

"As for whether he can survive, it depends on Mr. Hou himself..."

Hearing this, Butler Fan frowned.

"There is nothing wrong with the words, am I just being too suspicious?"

Butler Fan's thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he nodded as if nothing had happened.

"You all serve well tonight. If our young master can survive this disaster safely, there will be a big reward."

"Thank you, Butler Fan. We will do our best."

Several girls responded quickly.

Then Butler Fan turned around and saw Mother Zhou, who was smiling beside them.

"Don't stand here."

Butler Fan handed over the prescription left by Doctor Fang.

"Hurry up and get the medicine!"

Butler Fan was not very happy with Mother Zhou, but Mother Zhou did not dare to have any dissatisfaction.

As long as Hou San could survive in the end and the Hou family could forgive her, what would it matter if she was angry.

"Okay, wait a moment, Butler Fan. The medicine will be here soon."

Mother Zhou bowed repeatedly to apologize, intentionally or unintentionally showing a large area of ​​white on her chest.

Mother Zhou was also a courtesan when she was young, so her capital must be good.

And with the precipitation of time, the mature charm on her body is a charm that is difficult for today's girls to match.

In order to seek more opportunities to be spared in the future, Mother Zhou spared no effort to display the skills she had when she was young.

A Biao, who was standing by, had already stared with his eyes wide open and drooling.

Butler Fan also subconsciously looked at her a few more times, but soon moved his eyes away, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Mother Zhou.

Mother Zhou knew that she couldn't do it too much, so she turned around and left quickly, but when she left, her plump buttocks twisted like a mountain, sometimes closing and sometimes dispersing.

Ripples were ripples, and peaks stood in uneven layers.

Even Butler Fan didn't come back to his senses until Mother Zhou's figure completely disappeared outside the door.

"This slut!"

Butler Fan cursed inwardly and scratched his crotch.

Although Butler Fan was itchy and itchy, he had to suppress his desire when he looked at Hou San, who was on the bed and his life was uncertain.

A Biao, who was standing on the side, was even more miserable. He was leaning on the table at this time, looking at Butler Fan pitifully, and secretly glanced at the girls who stayed in the room to serve Hou San.

Butler Fan was furious when he saw his sly look.

He saw the folding fan in his hand sweeping down A Biao's abdomen fiercely, making a crisp sound.

A Biao jumped up from the ground in pain, and knelt on the ground with only his knees and forehead on the ground, and his big hands tightly covered his crotch.

"Don't scream, the third young master needs to rest!"

A Biao swallowed the painful howl that rushed to his throat, and then separated a hand from his crotch and covered his mouth tightly again.

"What's the state of the third young master? Do you still have the mind to think about it?"

"If you dare to do it again, I will cut you with the fan blade next time!"

Butler Fan scolded softly, and A Biao trembled all over.

The girls from Hu Yulou turned around silently, feeling a little scared.

They were all scared by Ah Biao's appearance of holding the table.

If he took a fancy to them, they would be in trouble.

They all took good care of Hou San who was half dead on the bed, asking about his health.

Butler Fan looked at the backs of the girls by the window and felt a little impatient.

Drawing the sword and hitting the pillar, the shadow is ashamed of the soul.

Only these eight words can describe his mood at the moment.

"A Biao, you also go to check the thief, and be sure to bring him to me."

"I'm here to guard the young master, you go and come back quickly."

Butler Fan ordered irritably.

As a result, he saw that A Biao actually looked at him with suspicion, full of disbelief.

"You fucking!"

Butler Fan could no longer maintain his quality as a scholar and cursed.

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