The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

Qi Xiuji felt that something was wrong with his clinic.

Seriously, the change started yesterday afternoon.

Many people suddenly appeared at the door of the clinic, which was empty before. They all looked at him curiously. It was more lively than the first day of opening, and those who were bold enough even came over to talk to him directly.

"Excuse me, are you Dr. Qi?"

"Yes, my surname is Qi." Surrounded in the middle, Qi Xiuji was at a loss.

"You are a foreign doctor, you came back from studying abroad?"

"Yes." Qi Xiuji scratched his head in confusion when he saw the man's sudden agitation.

"Then you know how to perform surgery and take nails from the leg of the surgeon?!"

"I will, but the operation depends on the specific situation, you—"

"Great! What Mr. Shun said is true!" The man clapped his hands excitedly before Qi Xiuji finished speaking, "Doctor Qi, do you think Aisha looks good? Will she go home in the future? Her stepmother Haven't you been condemned by God?!"

"..."

What Aisha, what stepmother, what condemnation?Had he strayed into some weird ethics drama?Second Monk Qixiu Jizhang couldn't figure it out. There were too many elements in these words, which could not be analyzed by his brain that had been dedicated to medicine.

It took a lot of effort for Qi Xiuji to piece together the truth from those people.

It turned out that the storyteller who brought him to the teahouse told a book about a little foreigner girl in the past two days. The old boatman who rescued the little girl operated on him, took out the steel needle left in the opponent's leg for many years, and healed his lame leg, known as Hua Tuo in the present age.

The readers who listened to the book saw that Mr. Shun said the location and characters so firmly, they became curious and spread the word, and everyone who was convenient wanted to come to Huazhong Lane to find out, to see if there was such a doctor Only then did the scene at the entrance of Qixiu Disease Clinic come into being.

Qi Xiuji thought of Xie Yan when he heard the word Yunlai teahouse.Is this the way brother Xie thought for himself?Qi Xiuji looked at the well-meaning people at the entrance of the clinic, and felt that this method might really be useful.

He really wanted to take the tram to Yunlai Tea House to ask Xie Yan for clarification, but he couldn't leave the people at the clinic door and turn around, so he had to chat with them.

Of course, Qi Xiuji has never met Aisha, and he is not the fictional doctor in Hankou Romance, but he has lived abroad for eight times, so he has a good understanding of foreign things, which is just right for these curious people. Everyone, you can ask me a question, and the topic quickly changed from Aisha to all over the world.

Qi Xiuji has a good temper that Xie Yan personally certified, he can answer seriously no matter what he asks, and he is polite and courteous. He quickly won the trust and love of everyone at the door, and even persuaded the first batch of patients after the opening, Prescribe medical treatment for them.

Because there were not many patients and the onlookers hadn't left, Qi Xiuji patiently explained each person's cause of disease and treatment principles, while popularizing science, while proving that he was serious about seeing a doctor, not lying.

Seeing that what he said made sense, everyone was a little moved. They began to think about whether they had any relatives and friends who were not recovering from illnesses. They could recommend them to try their luck here. Anyway, Qixiu’s disease charges are not expensive, even cheaper than some medical clinics. a bit.

After this fulfilling half day passed and the last batch of people were sent away, Qi Xiuji locked the door of the clinic. Looking up, the moon was already in the sky, and it must be too late to go to the teahouse now. He let out a long sigh of relief, with a satisfied smile I don't want to go home, and I plan to find Xie Yan tomorrow morning to ask for clarification.

The next morning, when Xie Yan got up to the teahouse, she saw two old acquaintances, one was naturally Qi Xiuji who had been thinking about the problem all night, and the other was Xiao Wenliu whom she had just met yesterday.

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Wenliu should bring her juniors to practice in the morning, and come to the teahouse to sing at noon, but after what happened yesterday, everyone in the teacher's school was not in the mood to practice, so she simply went out to pass the news.

"Has Brother Chang got a letter? No one will come to make trouble again, right?" Xie Yan asked with concern when she saw Xiao Wenliu.

"No, no, the guys left yesterday are all good people. I was really worried to see Master, so I hurried back to Wen's house early to help us inquire, and said that Brother Chang is fine, so we can rest assured."

"That's good." Xie Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right, the Wen family is indeed a benevolent person. Now we are waiting for Senior Brother Chang to go home." Xiao Wenliu clapped his hands, "Master is also afraid that you will worry, so let me tell you after I get the approval letter."

"Master, I'm sorry." Xie Yan nodded, thinking that she was right in her judgment. With the title of ship king, someone who can teach Wen Heng can't be duplicity.

Thinking of Wen Heng, Xie Yan remembered what the guy brought last night.The other party didn't know exactly what Wen Heng wanted to do with him, so Xie Yan had to judge for herself. Since Wen Heng went back on purpose and sent a man to tell him this, he decided not to let too many people know, so he agreed to go to Wen's house again in the afternoon. .

To be a guest at the prestigious ship king's house in Hankou, although it is not considered a formal invitation, it should not be too shabby, lest you be looked down upon by all kinds of people in the other's family.

After he came to this world, he has been wearing the same style of coarse cloth jacket as Li Quan. Although it keeps warm, it is not beautiful. It is said that a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle. Many times, a decent dress is a respect for others, and it can get twice the result with half the effort. .

Xie Yan counted the money that he had on him. The money Mr. Shun borrowed and the meeting gift from Mu Xiuxiu added up to more than seven oceans. He inquired about the market with shopkeeper Liu, and finally decided to give up three oceans and go to the nearby A well-known tailor shop custom-made a material coat.

For this, Li Quan only expressed admiration besides envy. He didn't have Xie Yan's courage to spend nearly a month's monthly money to make clothes, and he would not go to Wen's house with Xie Yan today, but stayed in the teahouse to work.

This part is because Mr. Wen did not ask Li Quan to go yesterday. On the other hand, shopkeeper Liu only waived Xie Yan's handyman, and Li Quan also asked for leave every three days, so it can't be justified-I didn't see that he was away for half a day yesterday. Are your eyes almost popping out of their sockets?

Xie Yan originally planned to get up early and go to the tailor shop to order a coat, so that he could put it on in the afternoon, but he didn't expect to run into these two people before he went out, and after talking to Xiao Wenliu, he turned to wait for them as a gentleman Talking Qixiu disease.

"Brother Qi is really a diligent person, he gets up earlier every day." Qi Xiuji's residence is some distance away from the teahouse, so he arrived so early, at least he got up an hour earlier than Xie Yan.

"Probably because the time difference has not been fully adjusted. You know, the time of day and night in the United States is very different from ours." In Qi Xiuji's mind, Xie Yan must have had a good family background and tutoring, so he tacitly accepted his understanding of foreign countries. The matter is very clear, "Fortunately, otherwise, maybe I missed you this morning."

"Brother Qi, is there something urgent for me?" Xie Yan asked.

Qi Xiuji looked around, there was no one else at the door of the teahouse early in the morning except for them, so he told what happened in the clinic yesterday.

"Brother Xie, can you tell me, are you the one who wrote the book?" He had already inquired about all kinds of news about Hankou Romance yesterday.

After Qi Xiuji said this, Xie Yan remembered it.

Originally, after Mr. He Shun finished the book review yesterday, he planned to send someone to inform Qi Xiu quickly so that the other party could get ready.Unexpectedly, the plan was disrupted by the appearance of Xiao Wenliu, followed by the matter of Mu Xiuxiu's master and apprentice, after a lot of tossing, he completely forgot about the storyteller.

"I am the presenter. On the one hand, I compiled this book to help you publicize the clinic. On the other hand, I also want Hankou people not to worship or fear foreigners too much." Xie Yan admitted that he just didn't want to reveal his identity to the public for the time being. , but Qi Xiuji and Xiao Wenliu are both fine.

"Brother Xie's compilation of this book is really good!" Qi Xiu praised quickly, he had never seen a story of this kind before.

"I have only talked about Hankou Qiyuan twice. I plan to let Dr. Qi play a few more times in the future. What do you think of the effect?"

"Excellent! Yesterday was the first time I received a patient after returning to China." Qi Xiuji recounted the situation of yesterday's consultation, his face was full of joy, and he thanked him again and again.

"Brother Qi's reputation is too high. I just did a little publicity for you. The real development of the clinic depends on your medical skills. You can't lose everything."

"It's natural." Qi Xiuji nodded, "I'm afraid that no patients are willing to come for treatment. As long as they come, I dare not say that I can cure any disease, but I will do my best not to ruin my reputation."

"Then I will congratulate Brother Qi in advance for realizing his dream."

Qi Xiuji chatted with Xie Yan a few more words about Hankou Romance, and gave him some advice on professional medical knowledge. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his ideal was within sight. He was thinking about the clinic, so he left soon up.

Xiao Wenliu didn't leave, but when he heard that Xie Yan wanted to make new clothes, he offered to take him there.

"This shop is an old craft. Our artists in Wicker Alley make clothes from here. I'll take you there. There are special discounts! Don't go to those big shops, even if you are not tight, you don't spend money outside. Reasonable, besides, you must not be rich right now."

Naturally, Xie Yan couldn't be more happy to save money. Hearing this, she immediately followed Xiao Wenliu out. After walking for more than 20 minutes, she finally came to the alley of the tailor shop.

But before they walked in, Xie Yan was suddenly grabbed by a gray-haired old lady at the corner.

He looked down and saw that the old lady couldn't tell her age, she was as thin as a stick, wrapped in a ragged jacket, with a wooden sewing box on her lap, and an irregular piece of cardboard at her feet, with the word "Sewing" written on it. Character.

"First... sir, do you want to mend your clothes?" She trembled her fingers, showing a timid expression on her shriveled face.