Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Time flies, time flies, Song Mingzhe has passed nine springs and autumns in Daliang, and Song Mingzhe has also survived from a yellow-mouthed child to a weak crown year. After the crowning ceremony, he immediately gave himself a sign Mingzhe finally found a part of himself in modern times. The attitude of the old man in the family is to squint at him, and he still calls himself back and forth all day long. It sounds better than the name of a dog. A little bit, Song Mingzhe thought in frustration.

In addition to picking up tooth powder every morning, I miss my Philips electric toothbrush, and when I pick up chopsticks, I miss stewed beef brisket with tomatoes.In the days when he first traveled through time, Song Mingzhe ate the old Hu pork pancakes on the street, and was amazed.Of course, after being known by the old man at home, another meal of roast pork on bamboo boards extinguished his enthusiasm for entering the catering industry.Although he can't learn his own skills, Song Mingzhe still likes Lao Hu's pancakes very much. He calls them Daliang Food Standard Culture Roujiamo.

The most painful thing is that there is no wireless. It is fine during the day, but there are many things to see and play. It is especially difficult at night. Due to the strict discipline of the old man, Song Mingzhe can not go to the night market or go to the red light district, so his choice is only Talk to the old man by candlelight at night, or turn off the lights to rest.Song Mingzhe would rather turn off the lights and go to bed early if he talked about medical theory with his grandfather all night without taking supper.When I was drowsy with the quilt in my arms, I was always thinking, I don’t know how other time-traveling predecessors survived without mobile phones or wireless, did you work hard with your friends who traveled in the same time and space, and brought an industrial revolution ahead of time.

Thinking about it, I still have to live my life honestly.In general, Song Mingzhe's life is very simple. He either teaches his cousin Ganbao to learn, or learns medical theory from the old man. When he encounters a typical patient, he will take him there to practice.However, due to Song Mingzhe's age and appearance, the occasions he can go to are relatively limited.Song Mingzhe occasionally sighed at the reflection in the water tank. He has a melon-shaped face, peach blossom eyes, and a natural romantic attitude. Sister Sheng, can the director who is nearly forty years old take care of one or two when scheduling shifts?But for the doctor, it's not very good.Where is there no boudoir with a young girl in Huaichun, and which family does not have a few sentimental young women?So just like this afternoon, my grandfather, with a wrinkled face, took the medicine boy Mai Ya over there alone, leaving him alone to count ants under the tree.

Given that his grandfather was so worried about his consultation with young women, Song Mingzhe sometimes wondered if his mother might be the lady who was abducted by his father; He also felt that his mother was a beautiful woman who had been redeemed, and it was unknown.

The yard squeaked and squeaked for a long time. Song Mingzhe squatted on the ground and counted the ants for a long time, but he still couldn't see his grandfather coming back. Thinking that this afternoon's homework would be wasted, he planned to go to the market alone with his hands behind his back to buy some candied fruit. sweet mouth.

"Fresh lotus root for sale. The lotus root just fished out by Shui Lingling is crunchy and sweet." Under the locust tree at the intersection, a slim woman brought fresh lotus root for sale from the countryside. Song Mingzhe looked at her with a cold eye, and the portion was fair. , So I squatted down and planned to pick up two lotus root guns and mix them with syrup.

Unexpectedly, a tall figure appeared behind him, and at the same time, several silver coins were thrown into the girl's burden.

A deep voice said: "I want all these two loads of lotus root."

Even being robbed of a purse in the street is better than snatching food from the mouth, Song Mingzhe was furious, turned around and stood up, and saw a young man dressed as a rich man standing behind him.Although he is dressed in low-key poplin, the dark lines on it are quite detailed. With a white jade pendant around his waist and a jade ring finger in his hand, if it weren't for the breezy and bright manner on his face, Song Mingzhe would pinch his nose and say that he smelled an explosion. Smell.Seeing that the other party's appearance is a little bit higher than his own, Song Mingzhe cleared his throat, "Brother Taiwan may be late, I picked this lotus root first, everyone comes first, first come first, I wonder what Xiongtai's intention is?"

Unexpectedly, the other party's pair of phoenix eyes were twinkling, and he looked around him with a half-smile but not a smile, and his voice was full of interest, "What if I don't agree." The last sound was protracted and provocative.

"I don't know if Xiongtai intends to fight civilly or with martial arts." Song Mingzhe stood with his feet apart, and stared back fearlessly in the posture of losing no one.

"If I want to choose essays." The other party shook the folding fan in his hand without thinking about it. Song Mingzhe saw the elegance written on it with his sharp eyes, and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "As for Xuanwen Dou, I'll hug your thigh and yell that you're bullying men and women. Young master, you seem to be a person of status. My yelling like this is too detrimental to your elegant image, so why don't we all back down? One more step, let me pick a few lotus roots back, and you will have a lot of face when you take the big head." Song Mingzhe showed a sincere expression, showing the positive attitude he had when he applied to join the party, imagining himself as a Tang monk who swept away the tireless teaching with his tongue.

Unexpectedly, the modern set is useless, the young man chuckled, his eyes bright, "Oh, when did I bully men and women?"

Song Mingzhe held his breath, pointed to his nose, "You bully the man who also bought lotus root," and pointed to the stunned lotus seller girl, "take a load of lotus root from the lotus seller." Gently flicking his sleeves, Song Mingzhe himself thinks that his image is upright and upright, which can be called a model.

"This man is wrong, I paid the money." The other party admired Song Mingzhe's slumped face for a moment, and then changed the topic, "However, what my dear friend said makes sense, first come, first served, please." The other party Giving up, Song Mingzhe immediately stretched out his radish hand unceremoniously, showing the momentum of pointing Jiangshan and berating Fang Qiu, saying that this, this, and this are all packed in lotus leaves for me.Song Mingzhe carried the lotus leaf bag with his toes high and high, and did not forget to leave a few copper coins behind, walking past the young man with his head held high like a little rooster.

"I don't know where Xiongtai's family lives, can I visit and make friends some other day?" the young man said loudly behind him.

Song Mingzhe immediately became vigilant. Is this a door-to-door search for faults and parents to sue? He took off his trousers and beat him, but it couldn't change the objective fact of being beaten.

"From where we come from, to where we go, since we are destined, we will see each other again one day." Song Mingzhe opened his eyes wide and tried to pretend to be innocent and naive. We don't have fate, and young people can't force it. Kay?

The young man watched Song Mingzhe's figure go farther and farther, and a young man in a strong suit flashed from the side of the street. He stood obediently behind the young man with his eyes lowered. Road." The man named Xifeng quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The woman selling lotus root seems to have finally found her voice, and she signaled weakly, "You bought the lotus root, you take it away now?" The young man smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Help deliver it to the house, the second door of Duanwang's mansion is looking for it." Just Zhang Shun."

Two flowers bloomed, one for each branch, and Song Mingzhe strolled back to the medical clinic on the other side, completely unaware that there would be a tail behind him.The signboard with big characters of Baicaotang is the most recognizable, especially a pot is painted next to it, which is said to imply a hanging pot to help the world.When Song Mingzhe was innocent, he pulled the corner of his grandfather's clothes and asked, "Grandfather, grandfather, why is the night pot mouth teeth painted on the signboard of our house."The result, of course, was that kid Song Mingzhe was beaten all over the floor by his grandfather again.

Song Mingzhe secretly lay on his grandfather's recliner under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, gnawed the lotus root comfortably, and let out a comfortable sigh.I don't know that I have caused a big trouble, we are here to applaud Comrade Song Mingzhe's courage, and sing a song for him by the way, goodbye my friend~ goodbye my friend~ goodbye~ goodbye~

If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down. In the next chapter, reunion is not as good as previous acquaintance, and you don't know the little prince with eyes.