Ge Changsheng stood up: "I made a mistake in my judgment at the beginning and misjudged the patient's pulse."
"If Brother Qin hadn't taken action, I would be a dead body now."
"Brother Qin is my savior, how could you say that about him?"
He was rarely anxious: "If you keep talking nonsense, I, I will die together with this house tomorrow, and you don't have to be dragged down by me as a burden anymore!"
Ge Xiaoxian's eyes were filled with resentment: "I'll love you to death, I'm going to die anyway."
She turned around and walked into the inner room, slamming the door shut.
"Xiao Feng, where are you?"
Ge Changsheng stretched out his hand: "Quick, let me touch you."
Qin Feng put down the gift and walked up to hold his hand:
"Grandpa Ge, you said your eyes were caused by an error in taking your pulse."
"What the hell is going on?"
He added: "The plague was raging that year. You were the first to notice the sign. Is it right to remind the villagers to avoid the plague?"
Ge Changsheng shook his head: "This is all in the past."
"That year I passed by Shenjia Village and met a little girl outside the village."
"I noticed that her complexion was declining, her lips were cracked and her skin was yellow."
"Tearing of the voice when speaking is a very typical sign of internal deficiency and excess of yin, which is the first sign of a serious illness."
"Coupled with the drought every year, there is no grass growing in the fields and locusts are raging."
"The clouds are rolling into a net in the sky, and they are all flying in the sky."
"I concluded that a plague is about to break out in that area, or a major epidemic that will kill countless people."
Qin Feng was surprised when he heard this. He looked at people, the earth, and the sky.
This is no longer the scope of traditional Chinese medicine. The old man uses the ancestor of traditional Chinese medicine, the Book of Changes.
"Later I reminded them and asked them to prepare mugwort, vines and mugwort to dispel the plague, so as to avoid the loss of life."
"It's a pity that I am a foreigner with a humble position and no one listens to me."
"Fortunately, you have your father. He has superb medical skills, which I have never heard of in my life."
"The Taiyi Divine Needle in his hand is so perfect that it even surpasses that of the sages."
"If it weren't for him, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a single living person in those four villages until the end."
After many years, Ge Changsheng still lamented: "It's a pity that such a good person could fall to death..."
He held Qin Feng's hand: "Are you also a doctor now?"
Qin Feng nodded: "Well, I also opened a medical clinic in Nandu."
"Oh, another poor doctor."
Ge Xiaoxian's face was full of disdain: "What are you doing in Jinling? You don't want to come to join us, do you?"
"Let me tell you, where we are now, the house will be demolished in a few days, and now there is no water or electricity. Even if you want to drink water, you have to walk two streets to buy it."
"The medical center doesn't make a penny because of your father's troubles. Even if the old man asks for money, I have to pay for it."
"You watched and talked about it."
"Put your things down and you can go."
She looked down on Qin Feng, thinking she couldn't survive in her hometown, and wanted to climb a high branch in Jinling.
Only then did Qin Feng notice that there were no lights in the medical clinic, and the dim light came from a half-burned candle on the table next to him.
There is no water heater to boil water, so you can only use a stove.
Jinling is one of the four big stoves. It was already a sultry day, and I was covered in sweat after just sitting in the room for a while.
"Xiaoxian, can you talk to Xiaofeng nicely?"
Ge Changsheng complained: "Didn't you hear people say that they opened a medical clinic in Nandu?"
"Can you take a liking to this shabby place like ours?"
"People come here just to see me. If you don't show your kindness as a landlord, you should at least give them a glass of water, right?"
He comforted Qin Feng:
"It's okay. Is this your first time in Jinling?"
"I asked Xiaoxian to take the next two days off and go shopping with you."
"The scenery in Jinling is very nice, and the tourist attractions are all very familiar to the immortals..."
"I don't have time."
Ge Xiaoxian was very repelled: "I've been busy doing the New Year's greetings recently."
"I still have to serve you, you old man."
"How can I have time to go shopping with a loser?"
She looked disdainful: "If you really want to go shopping, I will hire a local tour guide tomorrow and you can go wherever you like."
"Go home early after shopping, I don't have time to waste with you."
"What year are you playing?"
Ge Changsheng's eyes were blank: "Are you still that anchor?"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't do it?"
"Xiaoxian, why can't you be a good doctor and insist on doing those things..."
He hates that iron cannot become steel.
"What if I don't do it?"
"Like you, a useless Chinese medicine doctor?"
"You were cut off from water and electricity, your house was forcibly demolished, and you didn't even dare to fart?"
“There’s no water to flush the toilet every day?”
"You stay in this shabby medical center every day, worried about whether there will be gangsters to harass you?"
Ge Xiaoxian was very resentful: "If I'm not the anchor, who will pay your plasters and your debts for you?"
"Let me tell you, even if I, Ge Xiaoxian, die from exhaustion or starvation, I will never learn medicine."
"It's even more impossible to be as hopeless as you."
She looked at Qin Feng:
"You can go away. I will contact the tour guide for you tomorrow to take you to the scenic spots."
"Remember to get out after shopping, you know?"
Qin Feng exhaled, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and wrote down his phone number:
"Grandpa Ge, I still have something to do."
"If you need anything, please don't hesitate to call me."
He did not stay any longer, put down the note and stood up to leave.
"Lao Ge, Lao Ge."
When going out, a fat middle-aged woman opened the door and walked in:
"I heard that you will have sex in a few days. I still have a course of treatment, why don't you treat me first..."
Qin Feng turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a chair, wiping her sweaty head:
"It's more than three hundred. If it doesn't work, you can just return the money to me."
"This place is too difficult to get around. I don't want to come back a second time."
"Why retreat?"
Ge Xiaoxian looked impatient:
"Isn't it just rheumatism and dysmenorrhea? I'll treat it for you. Once cured, leave as soon as possible."
She casually picked up the silver needle on the table, twirled it at her fingertips, and plunged it directly into the woman's back...