I'm a god of medicine

Chapter 206 Science Fiction or Reiki Recovery (for more subscriptions)

The message was sent out, but there was no response from the old Zhangtou for a long time.

Gao Yong didn't care too much, and continued his ward rounds with his doctors. After checking on the 9th floor, go back to the 8th floor along the fire escape. From a long distance, I saw a wretched old man guarding the door of the doctor's office... oh no, you can't use the word wretched....

Gao Yong walked forward quickly, and Yang Xi followed closely.

The closer you get, the more obscene the little old man is.

"Wretched people are contemptuous and wretched. Therefore, people who are called shallow and dirty and unable to stand on their own are all called wretched."

The little old man was about the same height and shape as Director Ma, but he didn't have the arrogance of Director Ma at all, and he looked sluggish.He also doesn't know how to clean himself up, his black and white hair is messy like a bird's nest, and he has a goatee. When he stands, his back is bowed and his shoulders are slumped, like a monster who was dragged to the stage of criticism in a certain era.The white coat he was wearing was also gray and wrinkled, and a hole was torn out beside the left pocket.

"Director Zhang..." With ten steps away, Gao Yong stretched out his right hand and greeted him warmly.

The old Zhangtou turned to face Gao Yong, with a smile on his face, showing two rows of black and yellow teeth. "You can just call me Lao Zhangtou. Lao Zhangtou can't bear the name of the director."

After shaking hands, Gao Yong invited Lao Zhangtou to sit in the office for a while.

But the old Zhangtou refused, saying: "Don't sit down, let's see the patient first."

For Gao Yong, dealing with Lao Zhangtou is not once or twice, so there is no need to be too polite, so he immediately asked Zhang Yao to take Lao Zhangtou to see the patient.

Yang Xi heard that he had heard of the reputation of the old Zhang Tou, but this was the first time he saw the real person, so he was naturally full of curiosity, so he followed behind the wretched old and young Zhang.

That's right, although Zhang Yao doesn't have a wretched appearance, he has a wretched heart.

Entering the ward, the old head Zhang watched the patient carefully while listening to Zhang Yao's brief summary of his condition.After Zhang Yao finished speaking, Lao Zhangtou asked the patient to stick out his tongue, stared at it for a few seconds, and then began to take a pulse.

The old Zhangtou really lacks the fairy air of the old Chinese doctor. Yang Xi could see that the eyes of the patient and the patient's family members were full of disdain. If Director Gao hadn't explained it during the rounds , I am afraid that Lao Zhangtou has already been blasted out of the door at this time.

"Hmm..." Old Zhangtou let go of the patient's wrist, straightened up, and the moment he turned to look at Zhang Yao, two lights flashed in his eyes.Yang Xi shuddered suddenly, and then looked at the old Zhang's head, but he still looked wretched, with no light in his eyes, and his eyes were loose.

Old Zhangtou nodded at Zhang Yao, with a flattering element in his smile. "Well, you don't need to decoct medicine, just need two needles. Doctor Zhang, look..."

Zhang Yao responded: "I invite you to come for a consultation, of course I have to listen to you, Director Zhang, you can make up your mind."

The old Zhangtou nodded, took out a wallet similar to a long wallet from his pocket, opened the wallet, and there were several rows of silver needles of different thicknesses and lengths neatly stacked inside.Old Zhangtou picked out one of them, twisted it in his hand, but hesitated for a moment, looked up at Yang Xi, showing two rows of black and yellow teeth, and begged with a smile: "Little brother, can you work hard?" , I want an alcohol cotton ball for old Zhangtou."

Yang Xi ran immediately, and returned with a bottle of alcohol and a pack of cotton swabs from a treatment cart in the corridor outside the ward.

Lao Zhangtou dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, first sterilized the patient's place where the needle was to be inserted, and then changed to an alcohol cotton swab to wipe the silver needle.

Once the needle was inserted, Lao Zhang gently twisted the silver needle with his head, and within half a minute, there was a rumbling sound in the patient's stomach.Lao Zhangtou took another silver needle, wiped it with an alcohol swab, and stabbed it in the lower abdomen of the patient.

The patient suddenly blushed, as if in pain.

Old Zhangtou smiled wretchedly, and said, "Let it go if you want, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Then, the patient lifted his buttocks slightly and let out a melodious sound.

Yang Xi was stunned, what the hell... Is this science fiction or spiritual recovery?
In short, it is very unscientific!

Looking at the old Zhangtou who was slowly withdrawing the needle, Yang Xi suddenly felt evil in his heart.When Lao Lin finishes building the expert's villa, if you can't lure you, a little old man, to Liuquan Town, I will change your surname to Zhang.

When a traitor has evil thoughts, he must first resort to deceptive methods, and he needs to confuse the other party's mind before he can get a good chance to attack.Yang Xi can be said to be self-taught in this way. At this moment, he immediately threw Zhang Yao aside, leaned over, and helped the old Zhangtou pack the alcohol bottle and cotton swab bag, and then put the old Zhangtou on the bedside table. The silver needle bag was handed to the old head Zhang.

This is not enough.

Far from enough.

The charm of language must be redisplayed.

"It's awesome, old Zhangtou, in my opinion, even if Hua Tuo is alive, it's nothing more than that!"

At the end of the bed, Zhang Yao lowered his face and scolded, "Why did you talk to Director Zhang?"

Yang Xi chuckled and ignored Zhang Yao. Instead, he embraced Zhang Yao's shoulders and whispered in his ear: "If you have time to teach me how to do it, how about it? I invite you to drink."

Old Zhang looked at Yang Xi with squinted eyes, and nodded. "What kind of wine are you going to invite old Zhang to drink?"

Yang Xi took Lao Zhang's shoulders again, and whispered in his ear, "The Lin's shop in Liuquan Town brews its own puree for 20 years."

Growing up to the age of 18 under the suffocating discipline of Vice President Yang and Teacher Zhou, brought Yang Xi not only painful memories, but also forced him to develop an extraordinary ability to perceive words and emotions.

People in the hospital called Lao Zhangtou Lao Zhangtou behind their backs, but in front of him, they all turned into respectful Director Zhang.Gao Yong is like this, so is Zhang Yao.But Yang Xi observed that Lao Zhangtou didn't like this kind of title, and even had a faint disgust, but he just refused to show it.

Furthermore, after the old man took the patient's pulse, the two bright lights flashing from his eyes in the light of calcium carbide really reminded Yang Xi that this old man looks wretched on the outside, but he is really lonely in his heart. To deal with this kind of person, one must Do the opposite.

On Lao Zhangtou's side, he often went to the general surgery department, and he already knew Yang Xi, but he had no chance to meet him.From what he heard and what he thought, the old man thought that Yang Xi should be an arrogant young man like Dr. Ling.

But today I tried to help with alcohol cotton balls, the old man was very surprised, and then he heard Yang Xi's flattering words, not only didn't the old man feel awkward, on the contrary, he gave birth to a feeling of being truly respected a feeling of.

People communicate with each other without pretentiousness or affectation, and only say what they want to say. This is exactly what Lao Zhangtou hopes for but has never been able to achieve.

This may be the so-called fate!
(End of this chapter)