The system forced me to be a miracle doctor

Leaving the antique market, the lights are already on.

Too many things happened on this day, the poisoning incident in the orphanage, the treatment of the wounded at noon, the antique market in the afternoon, Mu Yundong suddenly found that since he awakened the system, his life has been much more fulfilling.

As soon as I got home and entered the door, I saw a file bag at the door. When I opened it, I found that all kinds of documents needed to open a clinic were lying in the bag.

"It's reliable!" A satisfied smile appeared on Mu Yundong's face.

The clinic Liang Bingyan chose for him was in an old town in Zhanhai, where most of the people were locals and had a large population base.

"Sight!" Mu Yundong praised again.

After searching for a long time according to the address on the business license, I finally found the small shop that Liang Bingyan had found. It was originally a pharmacy, and the cabinets and shelves were still there.

Mu Yundong recruited some workers and cleared out all the shelves, leaving only a traditional Chinese medicine cabinet and a table for appearance, and purchased a nursing bed from the equipment store.

In order to make the whole store look warmer, the walls were repainted and some green plants were bought.

perfect!

Standing at the door of the clinic, Mu Yundong looked left and right, always feeling that something was missing, not aggressive enough, not attractive enough.

"Have it!"

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration and found a store that made plaques, and made a plaque and a pair of couplets.

Shanglian: I can see your life, and I can also cure your illness.

The second couplet: It doesn't matter if you are sick or not, but I have the final say on whether it will be cured or not.

Horizontal inscribed plaque: Mu Yundong, a golden needle master.

After hanging the plaque and couplets, Mu Yundong admired them alone for a long time.

When they were intoxicated with themselves, two young people passed by the door of the clinic and were shocked by this couplet.

A young man clutched his belly and laughed, "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, this can also be called a couplet, it's neither symmetrical nor rhyming, it's simply unrefined."

Another young man didn't care about the format of the couplet, but felt that the content of the couplet was extremely arrogant.

"I can see your life, and I can also cure your illness. This can't be called a miracle doctor, it should be called a magic stick."

Mu Yundong turned his head and looked at the two young men, feeling a little displeased. It was his masterpiece, and he couldn't appreciate it.

"Is it funny?" Mu Yundong asked.

"Isn't it funny?" the young man who called him a magic stick asked back, "Looking at the tone of your couplet, you are so crazy that you can't be regarded as a doctor at all. You are simply a god who dominates other people's lives!"

"It's not enough to dominate other people's lives, but I can still relieve people's pain and know their fate."

"Hahaha, I still know the number of human lives, so let's see how long I can live and see if I can live a hundred years." The young man who had been laughing just now teased.

Mu Yundong smiled and said nothing, silently opened his eyes to observe the young man in front of him, suddenly his face changed drastically.

I saw that this young man had very few lives, only 21 floors, and the last floor has become illusory, which means that this young man can only live to be 20 years old, not even a few days.

"May I ask how old this brother is this year?"

The young man stopped laughing, "Why, didn't you say you can know people's lives, and you are still asking me now?"

"It's been said that he is a magic stick, and he is a fool at all. You still take it seriously."

Another person pulled the young man and walked across the road, "There are idiots every year, especially this year, so ignore him and leave."

"Hey, brother, be careful of your...life!"

It was already too late, and under Mu Yundong's horrified eyes, a pickup truck rushed towards the two young men.

"Be careful!" Mu Yundong shouted heartbreakingly.

He reacted very quickly and rushed towards the two of them at an extremely fast speed, but fate cannot be violated. He only had time to push one of them away, and the other was firmly crushed.

The driver of the truck didn't react until he hit the person, and slammed the steering wheel, and the car lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The young man who was dragged back was frightened and stupid at the time, and it took a long time to react.

"Save people, save people!"

The young man stumbled and ran to the middle of the road, and came to the young man who had been knocked beyond recognition. At this time, he had long forgotten the ridicule he had made at Mu Yundong before. He only knew that he was a doctor, so he kept crying and said to Mu Yundong: "You Isn’t it a doctor? Come and save someone!”

Hearing the young man's miserable cry, Mu Yundong sighed, "It's useless, he has already left."

Dead people are naturally not worth saving. What he wants to save now is the driver of the truck.

Due to the high speed, the van still slid forward for a long distance after overturning on the ground, and did not stop until it hit a tree on the side of the road.

The front of the car had already been deformed, and the truck driver was trapped inside unconscious.

After drinking the Hercules Immortal Water, his strength was great, and he broke off the deformed front of the car with his bare hands, and carefully hugged the stunned driver.

The driver suffered injuries all over his body, the most serious being his head.

With a flick of the golden needles, one by one the golden needles pierced the key acupuncture points on the head, and with a touch of his fingertips, a trace of life energy was injected into the brain through the golden needles, repairing the injured part.

The young man who was crying on the ground saw that Mu Yundong was treating the driver, and suddenly became a little furious, "Why don't you save the person who was hit, but treat the driver who caused the accident here?"

"My condolences! Your friend has already left, there is no need for medical treatment." Mu Yundong said flatly, "The driver is also a human being, so naturally he needs medical treatment when he is injured."

"Aren't you boasting so much in the couplets? Why can't you save it?" the young man growled.

"No matter how awesome I am, I can only save the living, but the dead cannot be saved. You should call your family to deal with the funeral."

After more than ten minutes of treatment, the driver Youyou woke up. He looked at everything in front of him blankly, and suddenly burst into tears.

"It's over, it's over."

"Of course you are finished. You killed my friend. I want you to die."

Seeing that the driver had woken up, the young man immediately ran over and shook the driver, furious.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The driver just kept apologizing, but it seemed that he didn't know what else to do besides apologizing.

After a while, the ambulance came, and so did the traffic police.

The ambulance staff sniffed at the mangled man on the ground, then shook his head, "It's useless, call the funeral home's hearse."

"Impossible, he can't die, he was fine just now."

The young man looked sad, completely unbelievable, and he held the ambulance personnel's hand tightly, "You save him, save him!"

"Let's face the reality and make arrangements for the funeral." The ambulance personnel shook off the young man's hand.

As for the driver, when he saw the traffic policeman, he kept crying, "It's over, I'm over, what should I do, I can't afford it, I still have a sick mother to support, and a younger sister to go to school..."

He squatted on the ground, holding his head in pain, unable to answer any of the questions asked by the traffic police.

Mu Yundong shook his head, he supported the driver, and injected some vitality into him again to calm him down.

"After a while, you will cooperate with the traffic police to investigate the accident. I will help you with the compensation. When the investigation of the accident is clear, bring your mother to my clinic, and I will treat her."

The driver raised his head and looked at Mu Yundong in surprise, "Are you willing to help me? But why are you helping me? We don't know each other."

Mu Yundong smiled slightly, "Because you are a dutiful son."

Mu Yundong's question and answer surprised the driver, he didn't expect this answer.

In fact, he really misunderstood Mu Yundong. Mu Yundong said so on the surface, but in his heart he said: because I want to take in a younger brother.

The traffic police acted very quickly, and immediately identified the responsibility for the accident. The two youths ran a red light and were responsible for 30.00% of the responsibility, while the driver was responsible for 70.00% of the responsibility for fatigued driving.

The family members of the deceased came soon. In order to solve the matter quickly, Mu Yundong helped the truck driver call the family members of the deceased 80 yuan.

"You can't be this driver, why don't you come to my clinic to work and stay with me in the future."

Just kidding, with his special healing method, do you need a helper?
But he had to slowly cultivate his power, and he felt a little urgent when he thought of another system binder who didn't know where.

After hearing Mu Yundong's words, the driver was so grateful that he was about to kneel down to Mu Yundong, "Thank you brother, thank you!"

Mu Yundong helped the driver up, "It doesn't have to be like this, just follow me and do things well in the future."

"Okay, I, Zhang Xiaomeng, swear that in this life, I will be my son's life, and I will obey you. A person who is born as a son, will die as a ghost of the son."

"Ahem!" Zhang Xiaomeng's words startled Mu Yundong, "You can just call me boss from now on."

"Good boss."