Occupy the little famous doctor

Ling Yue came to Night Market Street, it's only nine o'clock in the evening, and the business is still cool.

"Xiao Ling is here." A person at a barbecue stall next to him saw Ling Yue and greeted him with a smile.

"Uncle Fu, have you been secretly smoking again today? You have to be responsible for your own body." Ling Yue didn't stop, turned his head to look at Uncle Fu, and he could tell that he must have smoked no less than three cigarettes today.

Uncle Fu was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Xiao Ling, your eyes are amazing, you can even see this, alas, you can't quit this cigarette, take your time." Thirty years of smoking addiction can't be said to be quit easily .Half a month ago, when Ling Yue first came to the night market, he met Fu Fengsheng. At that time, his face was very dark and his brows were tightly knitted. It could be seen that he was seriously ill, but for his livelihood, he still came to the night market every night. Seriously, just like him, when the wind blows, he will fall down. Ling Yue is not the Holy Mother. He didn't intend to take care of it. He just passed by when he was going back, and Uncle Fu suddenly fell on him. In front of him, right at his feet, now he can't ignore it.

Uncle Fu is a smoker and needs at least three packs a day. He used to be able to withstand it when he was young, but now he is in the middle-aged and old age. The toxic substances such as amines and cyanides contained in the smoke have accumulated like mountains. When the outbreak broke out.Coronary heart disease in traditional Chinese medicine means that toxins invade the heart, kidneys, and qi and yang deficiency. Ling Yue used needles to dredge the blood vessels, which saved Fu Fengsheng's life and sent him to the hospital. He had a follow-up visit, prescribed traditional Chinese medicine for him to go back to cooperate with recuperation, and asked him to quit smoking, but the addiction to smoking for more than 30 years is really not easy to quit.

Ling Yue shook his head helplessly, and didn't try to force him, because once a person's body loses something solid, the body won't be able to fit and it will have the opposite effect, so three sticks a day is still within Ling Yue's control .

Not far from Uncle Fu's stall is Ling Yue's work stall. Uncle Fu originally wanted to recruit him, half of it for the purpose of reporting money, but Ling Yue refused and found a business that was booming.

In this night market street, the family where Ling Yue works is the best, and it occupies a very large space. There is also a simple stage on the side for people to entertain. Of course, some people think the singing is good and come here to earn extra money. Yes, a song costs 100 or 50 yuan. If you sing well, there will be tips. Calculated, the income is not bad.

Ling Yue tied the apron around his waist, holding a table of ordered things in his hand, smiling as he was about to send the things over.

"Xiao Yue, be careful, the people at that table are not easy to mess with." The owner of the barbecue is a 49-year-old middle-aged man, who can definitely be called an old man on this street. The grills are mixed to today's large row of grills with thirty tables. The scale has been increased step by step, and the eyes have been trained to be pure and clear, so he is very accurate in judging people. The people at the table are not easy to mess with, all of them have serious faces in suits and ties. Is Guan Jian still wearing sunglasses, and he came out to eat barbecue in the middle of the night?Some people still believe in eating western food, but it is impossible to eat barbecue.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll leave after I put it down." Ling Yue also knew that this kind of night market life is best to avoid troubles, because people who come out to eat usually hang around in the street, if you are ruthless and have a bit of sense, no one will take care of you if you are killed.

The market opened at 10 o'clock, and there were people in twos and threes who were working normally. After twelve o'clock, it was the time for ghosts and snakes to come out, but the four people at this table were really eye-catching. Ling Yue walked over and said hello. He put the things on the table with a single sound, and then left. When he left, he glanced at the corner of his eyes. There was something faintly visible on the waistband of his suit. Ling Yue's face changed slightly. Although he was not an idiot, he also knew that What is it? These four people are all carrying guns. It seems that they need to remind the boss to pay attention.

After Ling Yue finished talking to the boss, the boss asked his wife and daughter to go back first, so Ling Yue became very busy, running around, the later the time, the hotter the business, and in the end Ling Yue didn't take up any space. Yes, but nothing happened during the period, it seems to be a false alarm.

After twelve o'clock, a few young people came here. They were all about 21 or [-] years old. The leaders of several people sat down around him.

"Brother Sun, come and order. My little sister and I are treating you tonight, so don't hesitate to order." A boy with colorful hair next to him handed over a menu and said obsequiously.

Sun Xiaoli had a cigarette in his mouth, the corners of his eyes were raised high, he looked down at people, his hands were in his trouser pockets, his feet were raised on a chair, and he looked like he was pretending to be B.

"Whatever you want, serve as soon as you say hello, Brother Sun treats you." Sun Xiaoli waved his hand in a very heroic manner, and several young people laughed, flattering and slapping him.