Du Lin reminded: "Uncle Mo, do you still remember where did your aunt put the watermelon just now?"

Mo Aizhong shook his head blankly.

Du Lin said: "When we were sitting in the house just now, I sat in the west, you sat in the east, and there was a table between us. The paper with the word "An" was originally placed on my side, but my aunt came in to give us watermelon. In order to put the watermelon on my side, she moved the paper to your side and then put the watermelon down. This is what happened. The watermelon is in the west, and the word "An" is in the east. Before, we measured the word "Ask An Ran" and how was her condition? Now the answer she gave us is that she is on the east side of ours!"

"Our east..." Mo Aizhong thought for a while, "This is Yongchuan Town. To the east of Yongchuan is Zhonghu, and to the east of Zhonghu... to the east is the sea."

"So, I guess, An Ran should be in Zhonghu! Moreover, I just calculated An Ran's birth date and horoscope in my heart. At 2:00 pm on May 25, 1995, it is the time of Bingchen on the lunar calendar of the year of Yihai and Pigs. The fate represented by this eight characters is called "Chongtu An Qian". People with this fate will probably always live in one place in their lifetime, not move, and not go to other cities. When Mo's mother was born in Zhonghu, Mo also lost An Ran in Zhonghu. Now, whether it is the character measurement or the birth date and horoscope, An Ran is still in Zhonghu, so our direction should be in Zhonghu."

Mo Aizhong did not agree with Du Lin's words: "No, human traffickers should be rushing to leave the city where the crime is committed immediately. Is it better to sell the child the farther away?"

Dulin nodded: "Yes, it should be the case, but have you considered it?"

“What’s the situation?”

Du Lin said: "I guess, after Xiao Anran disappeared, Mr. Mo must have asked Mr. He for help as soon as Mr. He was the first to ask Mr. He for help. As Mr. He was a garrison or a policeman in Zhonghu City, as long as Mr. He opened his mouth, he would definitely do his best. He wished he could surround Zhonghu City into an iron barrel, and even a fly could not fly out. Human traffickers could not run out, what would he do?"

"If I were a human trafficker, if I felt I couldn't run out..." Mo Aizhong thought for a moment and suddenly became nervous, "I might throw my child away, or even..."

He didn't dare to think in a worse direction.

"It's not that extreme. I have a premonition that Xiao Anran must be alive, still living in a corner of Zhonghu City, waiting for us to find her."

"Doctor Du, are you back?" Dang Hui saw Du Lin get out of the car and jumped out from behind the clinic guide table.

"How about it, are there many patients?" Du Lin handed a plastic packaging bag in his hand to Dang Hui. "This is the local snack I bought in Yongchuan. If you go back, you can take it to the welfare home and give it to your younger brothers and sisters to try it."

"Thank you, Dr. Du!" Dang Huizhan smiled, "You haven't been in the clinic these two days, and the patients are very anxious when they haven't seen you. However, I followed your instructions and wrote down their contact information. I also left everyone's blood samples and placed them in the freezer in the clinic."

"Okay, I will deal with it like this in the future as long as I am not in the clinic."

"I understand!" Dang Hui couldn't wait to take out a small snack from the plastic bag, and put it in her mouth while disassembling it, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is a local specialty I bought in Yongchuan Town, called 'Sticky Crisp', which is made of glutinous rice and peanuts..." I replied.

"What? Are there peanuts?" Dang Hui quickly spit out the snacks in her mouth and ran to the sink to rinse her mouth.

Du Lin knew what was going on at a glance, "I'm sorry, Xiaohui, I don't know you are allergic to peanuts."

"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's because I've never mentioned to you that I'm allergic to peanuts."

In just a while, Xiaohui's lips and face began to turn red and swollen, and there was a wind swelling in some places, and she couldn't even speak smoothly.

"You wait, I'll get you the medicine." Dulin settled Dang Hui on the chair in the clinic, and immediately went to the pharmacy to get a box of levocetirizine hydrochloride and a box of prednisone.

"What kind of medicine do you usually take?"

Different people, even if they are allergic to the same thing, the drugs they apply are different. Some people take antihistamines with obvious effects, such as caritan and cetirizine, while others need to take hormone drugs such as prednisone, prednisone, etc.

"That's fine." Dang Hui said vaguely, pointing to levocetirizine hydrochloride with her fingers.

Du Lin immediately squeezed out a piece of aluminum-plastic packaging and was about to stuff it into Dang Hui's mouth.

"No need to do that. Doctor Du, today is not serious, half a tablet is enough. This thing has too strong inhibitory effect on the nervous system, and eating too much is not good."

Du Lin took out a pair of medical scissors from the instrument tray on the table, wiped it with an alcohol cotton pad, cut the pill in half, picked up half and stuffed it into Dang Hui's mouth.

After a while, Dang Hui's face and lips were red and swollen.

It gradually faded and the wind ball disappeared, and Du Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not Asians have peanut allergies. If you think you are so serious, it is even rarer." Du Lin said with lingering fear.

"Yes, when I was in the welfare home, I almost lost my life because I accidentally ate peanuts several times."

Peanut allergy is a very common allergic phenomenon. Ometic race is more common, about 1 to 1.5%, and some Nordic countries can even reach 4%, but it is rare among Asian races.

At first, people thought that it was the genetic characteristics of Asians that determined that Asians were not prone to peanut allergies, but studies found that the peanut allergies among Neon Chinese people are not low, so this statement is not valid.

Later, through further research, people found that the probability of Asians being allergic to peanuts is actually not low, but the severity of allergies is very low. Many people never know that they are allergic to peanuts in their entire lives, which is mainly because of different eating habits from Omes.

Asians, especially Chinese, the main purpose of growing peanuts is not to eat them directly, but to squeeze oil. More than 70% of the peanuts grown every year are used to squeeze peanut oil, and making peanut oil itself is a desensitization process, so it is impossible to experience severe allergic reactions when eating peanut oil.

In the early days, Neon people clamored to "get out of Asia and Europe", and learned from Ome people all their food, drink and clothing, so they also have many similarities with Ome people in terms of dietary habits, one of which is that they especially like peanut butter. According to statistics, in Neon countries, more than 90% of families eat peanut butter for a long time, which also leads many people to find that they are allergic to peanuts.

Moreover, the peanut varieties in China are different from the peanuts commonly eaten in Ome countries, and there are fewer allergic substances, so there are not many Chinese people who are allergic to peanuts, and even fewer people like Danghui who are allergic to a little bit.

"You must be careful in the future. Remember to eat outside and tell me about your allergies to peanuts in advance."

"I understand, Dr. Du, I'm sorry, I've made you worry."

"If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, go back and rest. Send those snacks to the children. You don't have to worry about the clinic. I'll just keep an eye on it myself." Du Lin tied the plastic bags of snacks, as if he was afraid of stealing food on the road.

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