The spring rain in the north is more continuous and gentle than in the south. It moistens the earth, touches the earth, and whispers to the earth. Before people know it, it quietly merges into a small river, accumulates into a deep pool, and flows into the sea.
After several consecutive spring rains, the weather in Shenyang Zhongweicheng gradually warmed up, and more and more people were playing on the streets.
Although Dugu Xiaotian moved into the inner courtyard of Jinjianmen, he still reported to Liu Ruyan's medical clinic every two days. While assisting in the diagnosis and treatment of patients, he learned the diagnosis and treatment of various diseases from Liu Ruyan.
Since the Kwantung sect has withdrawn, Liu Ruyan's medical clinic has low fees, and more ordinary patients are visiting the clinic for treatment. Liu Ruyan recruits a female medicine girl, Ling'er, to help. Ling'er is seventeen or eighteen years old, and she takes medicines and applies them. It’s also very neat.
Some poor people and beggars came to the hospital for treatment and could not afford the full amount of medicine. When Dugu Xiaotian saw it, he refused to charge them for medicine. The three of them were often busy from morning to night, and the reputation of the hospital gradually grew. stand up.
That afternoon, Xiaotian was helping out at the medical clinic as usual. More than ten beggars came to the street. They were in rags and rags, supporting each other, and limped to the Jinjianmen Medical Clinic.
The first beggar was in his forties, with a wrinkled face, unkempt hair, and a stooped figure. He walked up and knocked on the door of the medical clinic, and then walked in.
When Ling'er saw the visitor, she frowned. "Aunt Liu, another beggar is here."
Liu Ruyan frowned and looked at the middle-aged beggar, "What do you want?"
"Girl, five of our brothers have suffered injuries, and three brothers have caught colds some time ago. May I ask if you can help with diagnosis and treatment?"
"Have you brought enough silver?" Liu Ruyan asked in a deep voice.
"Please do a good job. We poor beggars don't have any money. Here are the 40 copper coins we have collected in the past few days." The middle-aged beggar tremblingly took out a handful of copper coins from his ragged pocket.
Liu Ruyan frowned deeply and said displeasedly: "It costs at least three taels of silver to diagnose and treat seven or eight people. We are not a charity house for wealthy people, so we can't treat you."
The middle-aged beggar begged a few more times, but Liu Ruyan just refused. The middle-aged beggar had no choice but to sigh, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Uncle, wait a minute!" Dugu Xiaotian stepped forward, "I'll go outside and show you, let's not affect the business of the medical center!"
After that, Xiaotian and the middle-aged beggar came to the street together and showed the eight sick beggars one by one, "You guys wait a moment, I will prepare the medicine!"
After that, he returned to the hospital and said, "Aunt Liu, I want to prepare some medicine for the beggars." After that, he took out three taels of silver and put it on the cabinet.
Liu Ruyan sighed softly: "Young Master Wang, you are a distinguished guest of my Golden Sword Sect, how can you condescend to treat those dirty beggars. This time, these beggars were treated for free, and there will be more in the future. A beggar comes to you for treatment. There are thousands of beggars in Zhongwei, Shenyang. How can you treat them?"
Dugu Xiaotian smiled honestly, "My father often taught me to help those in need. Beggars are human beings, and I will help them when I see them." After that, he grabbed the medicinal materials, walked out, and treated the sick beggars one by one on the street.
Xiaotian has been helping his mother in the medical clinic since he was a child, and in the past few months, he has received guidance from Liu Ruyan. Although he is not a famous doctor, he can also deal with ordinary trauma, headaches, brain fever and other diseases.
After the diagnosis and treatment was completed, Xiaotian told the beggars that he could treat them on the street every two days. The beggars thanked them and left.
In the next ten days, Xiaotian treated more than 200 beggars. He did not dislike the dirty smell of the beggars at all, and treated each one of them attentively.
The money he had saved was quickly spent. Fortunately, Liu Ruyan reported it to the sect owner. Jin Linfeng allocated another hundred taels of silver to him, and he was able to cope with it.
Gradually, fewer beggars came to see the doctor. On this day, Dugu Xiaotian finished treating the three beggars and was about to return to the hospital to rest.
"Little brother, walk slowly!" A loud voice sounded.
Duguxiaotian followed the sound and saw a middle-aged strong man with a beard and wearing tattered patched linen clothes walking towards him.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Xiaotian asked.
"Little brother, my surname is Qiao, and I am the leader of the beggar gang brothers you have rescued. I came here today to thank you."
"Brother Qiao, you're welcome. It's my duty to save lives and heal the wounded." Dugu Xiaotian waved his hand quickly.
"Okay! How about I treat my little brother to a drink and let's just make friends?" Xiaotian saw that this big man spoke boldly and had a heroic spirit in his gestures. He secretly praised him and started to make friends.
"There is a Raffles Inn on the street ahead. Brother Qiao, follow me there for a drink. You won't come back until you're drunk!" Dugu Xiaotian laughed and took the lead.
When the two arrived at Laifu Inn, the shopkeeper recognized Xiaotian and came over to entertain them. Xiaotian took out two taels of silver and handed them to the shopkeeper, along with two kilograms of beef, a plate of peanuts, and a jar of roasted knives.
The big man was so happy when he saw the smile that he didn't refuse. The two sat down in the west corner, opened the mud seal of the wine jar, filled a bowl each, and started drinking.
The folk customs in the north are tough and they often take pleasure in drinking. Xiaotian has been drinking frequently in Jinjianmen for the past few months and has already developed a certain amount of alcohol. However, compared to this big man, his alcohol capacity is far behind.
The two of them drank three bowls of white wine, and Xiaotian gradually became a little dizzy. They chatted a few more anecdotes about the world, and drank two more bowls. Xiaotian could no longer hold it in any longer. He silently activated Hongmeng Zhenqi, which was strange to say.
The purple air mass in the Dantian can be inhaled even with the force of alcohol, and is then carried throughout the body throughout the day, and then excreted out of the body through sweat.
The two of them opened three jars of strong liquor in a row and drank eighteen bowls each. Xiaotian used his internal strength to force out the strength of the liquor, and he was already in an invincible position. The big man's belly was bulging, but he still had some energy left. The faces of the shopkeeper and the waiter were earth-colored. Looking at the two of them,
His expression was as usual, he was chatting about anecdotes about the world while drinking, laughing and talking freely, not daring to come up and disturb him.
The two of them drank another six bowls each. Dugu Xiaotian put down his wine bowl, cupped his fists and said, "Brother Qiao, I am using my internal strength to force out the power of alcohol, but in fact I am no match for you. Brother Qiao has a good drinker, I admire you!"
"You actually have internal energy that can force you to drink alcohol?" The big man laughed loudly when he heard this. "This is the first time I, Qiao Wanyun, have heard of it."
"Little brother, tell me sincerely, otherwise I will have to get very drunk! Today we will drink here. Little brother has this inner strength and wants to be extraordinary. Give me a try!
After saying that, the big man swung his right hand and slapped his palm diagonally. Xiaotian saw the big man's palm coming out and his arm drooped. He knew something had changed midway, so he moved forward with the "Black Tiger Heart-Taking" move of Arhat Fist.
The big man's arm sank midway through his palm, and the palm that originally hit Xiaotian's chest touched Xiaotian's right shoulder.
With a soft "pop" sound, Xiaotian's fist hit the big man's palm. The fists and palms intersected but did not separate.
The big man gave a soft drink, turned from light to heavy, and urged his internal energy three times in a row, Xiaotian took it calmly.
"Little brother, you are so handsome, come with me!" After saying that, the big man left the inn and ran towards the south gate. Xiaotian threw a piece of broken silver on the table and quickly got up to catch up.