After working hard for 20 hours, Liu Maqiao had a good sleep.
Early the next morning, he was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone. A patient at Mucheng Provincial Hospital asked him for surgery.
Another epilepsy patient.
Continuous epilepsy, multiple brain tissue injuries.
Although the last operation on an epilepsy patient with scars in 7 parts was successful, it does not mean that for Liu Miqiao, patients with multiple injuries are safe. The risks of surgery are still very high.
The risk is that it cannot be completely eradicated and there are too many triggering points for epilepsy, making it difficult to identify the triggering location.
Liu Muqiao didn't agree immediately. He wanted to see the MRI film first.
Soon, I received the MRI film in my mailbox.
Liu Muqiao watched it carefully for a few minutes. Although the difficulty was no less than the one he made in the Shanghai Stock Exchange last time, he should still be able to win it.
He promised to operate tonight.
Mucheng is a northwest city, and Liu Maqiao has not been here yet.
Mucheng is very rich. It is considered the richest in the northwest. Oil and natural gas are their main industries.
Being rich is its characteristic.
After Liu Muqiao finished his day's work, he boarded a China Southern Airlines Airbus 320 aircraft in the evening.
There were only three people in the first-class cabin, Liu Miqiao, Zou Qingxiang, and an old man. It seemed empty.
Zou Qingxiang started talking to the old man in just a few words.
The old man should be close to 70 years old.
He has a long white beard, a pair of reading glasses, and a small white hat on his head.
"What specialties are there in Mucheng?" Zou Qingxiang rarely asks about cultural heritage, but he must ask about special snacks.
He is not actually a foodie.
"Ramen is famous all over the country, and then there are mutton, roasted mutton, fried mutton, and fried mutton. There are all kinds of ways to eat it. The mutton from Mucheng is the fattest. Roast mutton is the best in the world."
Zou Qingxiang pursed his lips.
He has eaten special ramen, which is available in many cities. It tastes pretty good, but it is not necessarily any better than noodles from other places.
As for the roast mutton, he really couldn't praise it.
Last time, in Maple Town in the suburbs, they ate a whole lamb, roasted, which was said to be Mucheng style, authentic taste.
That time, there were more than ten people, and half of the whole sheep was left.
There is no local black goat that tastes good when cooked!
It seems that you won’t be able to enjoy the delicious food here.
The soil and water support the people, and people from different regions have different tastes.
After much deliberation, Zou Qingxiang still feels that the snacks are the stinky tofu from Fire Palace and the rice noodles from Hutchison, which he will never tire of.
When you go back, be sure to drag Liu Muchiao to Second Avenue to have a good bowl of Hutchison's rice noodles.
The last time I ate it was half a year ago.
Hutchison's rice noodles are delicious, but there are so many people that you have to wait half an hour for a meal of rice noodles.
"What are you doing in Mucheng?" the old man said politely.
"Cure."
"Treatment? Although Qingjiang's medical level is not very good, it is still average in the country. How do you get to Mucheng when you are sick?" The old man looked confused.
"We help others treat their illnesses."
"Oh, I understand, you are also a wanderer. Haha, we are in the same profession. I am also a wandering doctor, running around."
The old man stood up, took out a package from the luggage rack, and took out a bone from the bag.
"This is a tiger bone, an authentic tiger bone. I can sell one bone a year."
Zou Qingxiang asked: "How to remove this bone?"
"Saw them off and sell them separately. Each piece costs 1,000 yuan. Its main function is to dispel rheumatism and is used to make wine."
"How many pieces can this tiger bone be cut into?"
"More than a hundred yuan."
"Can you earn hundreds of thousands?"
"Yes, it's a tiger bone. Just sell one. One less bone. It's not expensive. Where can anyone buy it?"
This statement was obviously illogical, and Liu Maqiao couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't you believe it, little brother? Don't you believe it's a tiger bone?" The old man was slightly angry.
"Do you think I will believe it? I noticed at a glance that your bones are either donkey bones or pig bones. However, I guess the bones in your hand must be donkey bones." Liu Maqiao said calmly.<
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The old man was angry.
However, it soon calmed down again.
"Hmph, you have no knowledge, you don't know the goods. You don't recognize the treasure in front of you, but you still think you are smart. If you have the skills, master and disciple, take out your bones and show them. I estimate that yours must be pig bones."<
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Zou Qingxiang said: "We are not masters and apprentices, nor are we selling bones."
"If you don't sell bones, what will you sell?"
"We are not traveling doctors either."
"Hmph, didn't you just say that you went to Mucheng for treatment?"
"We went to Mucheng to perform flying knife surgery, and went to their provincial hospital to help them perform operations."
"Oh, are you a regular doctor?"
Liu Muqiao smiled.
When the old man saw Liu Muqiao smiling, he felt uncomfortable and said, "Brother, you can't be too shrewd. If you are too shrewd, you will be plotted by others."
Liu Muqiao smiled slightly again.
The old man added: "You are young, you should learn from your teacher, he is much more stable."
Liu Muqiao did not answer his words.
The old man asked again: "What disease are you going to treat?"
Zou Qingxiang said: "Epilepsy. Do you know epilepsy? Folks call it crazy."
The old man laughed and said, "Who doesn't know about pig-crazy people? I am an expert in curing pig-crazy people. I have a special medicine. Do you want to buy it and try it?"
After saying that, he took out a bottle from the bag, which contained a lot of white powder.
"Eat a small spoon each time, the effect will take effect in three days, and continue to take it for half a year."
Liu Muqiao couldn't help but frown.
I met someone selling fake medicine.
This is a common counterfeit medicine.
Just grind the anti-epileptic Western medicines commonly used in hospitals now into powder, mix them together, and use high-dose shock therapy. The effect will definitely be there, but the problem is that the side effects are terrible.
If you eat it for a long time, you will definitely be poisoned.
Traveling doctors usually stay in a certain place for 2 or 3 months at most. If you don't leave, you will get into trouble.
Seeing Liu Muqiao's look like this again, he quickly put the medicine in and took out a horn.
"Do you know me?"
"What?" Zou Qingxiang held it in his hand and looked at it.
"This is the magic medicine for cramps. Rhinoceros horn."
"Rhino horn?" Dr. Zou asked in surprise.
"Yes, authentic rhino horn."
Dr. Zou suddenly laughed. Last time, Dr. Zou and Liu Maqiao saw rhinoceros horns in Iron Triangle, and they were nothing like them.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I've seen rhino horns, but they don't look like them at all."
"You don't understand. What you have seen is not the same species as this one. This is the horn of a gray rhinoceros. Hey, it's really unlucky to meet someone who doesn't know what to buy." The old man took the horn in again.
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Liu Muqiao said: "It should be the horn of a small buffalo."
"Brother, don't talk nonsense, you don't understand!"
At this time, Zou Qingxiang realized that he had met a liar.
Soon, he realized that this guy seemed to be no ordinary liar. He was a liar who could fly first class. He was a liar who had reached a high level of deception.
"Brother, how do you sell this so-called rhinoceros horn just now?" Zou Qingxiang asked.
"What is the so-called rhinoceros horn! Authentic gray rhino horn! Use a file to file a piece the size of a soybean. It costs 1,000 yuan a piece. Money is expensive, so there is no way. It can't be more expensive. Things should be rare to be valuable."
This chapter has been completed!