Awakening Assassin at the beginning: None of my vocations are normal

Jiang Ran waited leisurely like this, but the longer he waited, the worse he felt. From morning until almost noon, not a single customer came to the door.

In fact, Jiang Ran had prepared a lot of foreshadowings so that interested passers-by could notice that he was extraordinary. For example, he covered his eyes with cloth tapes, but his eyesight was the same as that of ordinary people, and his movements of pouring tea were very steady.

Another example is the word "divine calculation" written on his own banner. It is so strong and powerful that you can even faintly smell the breath of heaven.

But no passerby came to his stall to ask questions.

In order to prevent Jia Haoguang from recognizing himself, Jiang Ran not only used medicinal herbs to change his voice, but even deliberately pretended to be a blind old man and used his omniscient vision to observe and perceive. At the same time, this could also add a bit of mystery to himself.

But listening to the whispers of passers-by, they actually dismissed this routine, because on the other side of the same street, there were people who were even more ruthless. A woman let the fetus in her belly tell fortunes.

Jiang Ran was also speechless. After waiting for a long time and drinking several pots of tea, there was still no one interested.

After a while, when it was almost time for dinner, a man came to the street. He had a ferocious face and was dancing and chattering. He didn't know what he wanted to express. Everyone around him avoided him.

The man skipped and shouted all the way, and when he came to Jiang Ran's stall, he saw that Jiang Ran didn't hide from him like the others, so with a little hope, he gestured to Jiang Ran and babbled without knowing what he was saying. .

This man's weird behavior attracted the attention of many people. Some people curiously asked: "What's going on with this man? Is he crazy?"

A person next to him explained: "He was a mute. He had no idea what kind of disease he had. He went to the medical center to be treated, but he couldn't speak and couldn't read. So he was kicked out by the medical staff."

"He even went to the doctor because of his illness and went to several fortune-telling stalls on the roadside. The fortune-tellers didn't know what was going on with him, so they sent him away."

"Well, that's a lot of trouble. This old fortune teller is probably blind. Oh, he is really blind. His eyes are all wrapped up with cloth."

Jiang Ranque took a sip of tea on the ground, looked at the man with his omniscient vision, and asked: "Why is your nose blue? Are you in pain?"

A blue nose is a sign of severe pain.

Jiang Ran not only learned some medical skills, but also some physiognomy and arithmetic, and combined them all into a mastery. Even Luo Yuyun, who has been immersed in medicine for a long time, would give a thumbs up to this wonderful effect.

Passers-by were quite surprised. They didn't expect Jiang Ran to see it even if he was blindfolded.

The mute was even more excited, nodding vigorously and mumbling something.

Jiang Ran asked: "Where do you feel pain?"

The mute gestured here and there on his body, as if everything hurt, but also seemed not to hurt anywhere.

Jiang Ran sighed, asked him to stretch out his wrist, and said, "This is a fortune-telling stall, not a medical stall. I just have some free time. Let me show it to you."

I gave the man a pulse, but saw that his pulse was sinking, so he said: "Sinking pulse, it seems to be bone pain." He took out a piece of paper, wrote down several medicines and dosages, and asked him to take it to the medical center for prescription.

Seeing that Jiang Ran diagnosed the illness in just a few words and prescribed the medicine, it seemed a bit hasty. The people around him couldn't stand it anymore, and they all accused him: "Old man, do you see what's wrong with him? You dare to prescribe it randomly?" medicine?"

Jiang Ran explained: "A blue face, especially a blue nose, means that you are suffering from severe pain."

"Take the pulse. If the pulse is frivolous, it means skin pain; if the pulse is sinking, it means bone pain; if the pulse is in the middle, it means muscle pain."

"As long as he is prescribed some painkillers and chooses medicines with subdued properties, his bone pain can be treated."

Everyone seemed to understand, and then asked: "You only know that he has bone pain, how do you know where he has bone pain? If he has pain in his feet and you treat his hands, isn't that being reckless?"

Jiang Ran said calmly: "It doesn't matter, as long as the properties of the medicine are chosen correctly, the medicine will go where it should go. Medical skills focus on identifying the symptoms and treating them. When the symptoms appear, just prescribe the corresponding medicine."

People around him whispered: "What a nonsense. Is it so easy to see a doctor? You can prescribe the medicine in just a few words."

But I saw the mute man, who didn't seem to understand, turned around and ran away with the prescription.

Jiang Ran shouted: "Hey! Pay the money!".

The man turned a deaf ear, leaving only his back.

Jiang Ran had no idea and continued to drink tea slowly. The people around him became even more aggrieved:

"What a mess!"

"How dare you charge money!?"

"Who dares to take care of his business?"

Jiang Ran was indifferent.

After a while, people around Jiang Ran's stall kept pointing and pointing, but no one came forward to ask.

At this time, the mute who had just run away in a hurry actually ran back with a medicine cup in his hand and placed it on Jiang Ran's table.

Jiang Ran's expression was natural, and he could see his intention immediately, and pointed to the chair in front of the stall for him to sit down.

After the man sat down, he opened the medicine cup, drank the medicinal soup in one gulp, and then stared at Jiang Ran with big eyes and small eyes.

Only when the people around him realized that the mute man immediately ran to the pharmacy, asked someone to prescribe the medicine, fried it, and then returned to Jiang Ran's stall with the medicine, just to see in person whether Jiang Ran's prescription worked.

Everyone looked at the man curiously, but saw that he had been dancing and dancing. Not long after drinking the medicine, he actually became more peaceful. After a while, his originally distorted facial features also calmed down.

Only then did everyone realize that his pain had been relieved immediately.

Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect Jiang Ran to cure this man easily.

The man was also very happy. He stood up and saluted Jiang Ran. He took out his wallet and took out a lot of coins and placed them on Jiang Ran's table.

Jiang Ran nodded, and the man was about to leave happily, but suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned back, pointed at his mouth, and screamed something.

Jiang Ran frowned slightly: "Want me to cure your muteness?"

The man nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Ran sighed softly: "This is a fortune-telling stall. Oh, forget it, come here."

Jiang Ran actually learned some acupuncture from Luo Yuyun, but not much.

The human body has twelve regular meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, a total of twenty. Jiang Ran only learned three or four meridians in total, but he happened to know how to treat aphasia.

This person can make sounds, but cannot speak. This symptom is called ankylosis.

The conditions at the scene were average and there was no bed. Jiang Ran pulled his tablecloth, spread it on the ground, and let the man lie face down on the ground.

Jiang Ran took out a silver needle, found the Yamen point on the back of his neck, and inserted the needle tip at an angle.

As the silver needle penetrated the skin and slowly penetrated deeper, the mute actually stuck out his tongue involuntarily.

After inserting the needle, Jiang Ran twisted the needle once to the left and once to the right, and then left the needle still.

After a while, the mute started hesitating, and not long after, he actually tried to ask: "The fourth part of Wo is... Wo... I can shorten my words!"

Everyone was surprised, but Jiang Ran didn't show much expression. His tongue ankylosis, which was mostly caused by stroke, was not a congenital disease, and it was not difficult to treat.

The patient stood up, bowed his head, and said, "I thought... I wouldn't be able to speak foul language in the rest of my life..."

Jiang Ran waved his hand and said, "Congratulations, but this is a fortune-telling stall. I hope you can ask me some questions within the scope of my business."