Shunyifang is the most famous urban village in Yuehu City, and it has been demolished for more than ten years, but it has not moved. The road, which is only for one car, is also full of lo-mei stalls, spicy hot stoves and all kinds of illegal towel racks built indiscriminately. If something happens to the already congested traffic, it will stop completely in an instant.

Zhang Shen sat in a row of towel racks, holding a bowl of noodles, and calmly looked at the mess not far away while eating. A group of inexplicable uncles and aunts blocked the alley to the ground, probing their brains as if watching a big show, and among them lay a man in tattered clothes, who had been rolling on the ground for several minutes, his eyes rolled white, and the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth.

The more people crowded, the louder the scolding became, and the people in the back scolded happily and squeezed to the front, and became the same as the people in front of them.

This is the sentient spectator.

Zhang Shen shook his head, drank the last mouthful of noodle soup into his mouth, took out five yuan and put it on the table, "Checkout." Then he walked straight towards the crowd, frowning as he went, reaching out to push those greasy bodies away, "Let Jean, let let ...... I'm a doctor!"

Hearing someone coming out, the people watching the excitement immediately gave way to a passage, and at the same time, several mobile phone cameras came over.

Zhang Shen sighed in his heart, but his face remained silent, squatted in front of the homeless man, flipped his wrist, grabbed his pulse, and after a while, he confirmed the judgment in his heart.

It's just a small epilepsy, it's so easy!

He crossed his legs on the spot, took out the silver needle box, flipped his fingers, pierced a needle into the puff point behind the ear, and a needle into the squill point under the nose, twisted it gently, and at the same time closed his hand and patted it on the man's chest.

The silver needle "buzzed", bounced out one after the other, and fell between his fingers.

Zhang Shen shook his hand, and the blood beads on the silver needle suddenly fell to the ground, he took out the cotton ball in the box, carefully wiped the needle, and put it in the box.

He looked at the homeless man lying on the ground, his face had regained his ruddyness, and he seemed to be fine.

As soon as he got up and was about to leave, he heard a "whew", the homeless man opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was to grab his arm, "Hey, who asked you to save me!"

"Huh?"

Zhang Shen frowned again, and waved his hand while collecting his tools, "Don't worry, don't charge money......"

"Hmph, do you still want to collect money?" The homeless man jumped up from the ground, twisted his face in front of Zhang Shen, stretched out his hand and pulled his arm, and played tricks, "Do you know, I will get sick when I am too hungry, and if I am sick for more than ten minutes, I will naturally be fine, and my stomach will not be hungry!"

"Now, you've cured me without my consent. And if I can't fill my stomach with this method in the future, how much loss do you think it will be?"

Such shameless words were said by him so justifiably and strictly, Zhang Shen was stunned, and he was laughed at angrily for a while. He went out of the mountain for two months, thinking that he had realized the ignorance and indifference and numbness of sentient beings, but it was the first time he had encountered such a shameless thing.

For a while, he didn't know what kind of expression to show.

The homeless man thinks he has the upper hand and is even more arrogant!

"You not only have to pay me for today's food, but also for my future food!"

"Hmm...... , and mental damages!"

"If you don't pay me, I'll die here, and then you'll be the one to kill. I'm afraid I'm going to sit through the prison!"

The more the homeless man talked, the more outrageous it became, not at all like facing his benefactor, but as if he was the creditor.

In line with the principle of not arguing with fools, Zhang Shen collected his things and prepared to leave, but he didn't expect that the homeless man's eyes were purring, and he said "eh", and he actually lay on the spot, rolling and shouting, "Ouch, heal the dead! Help, the quack doctor healed the dead...... Uh-"

Zhang Shen was pondering whether he should consider making a move, when he heard the homeless man "bang" and hit his two slender legs. At the same time, a coquettish cry was like a yellow warbler, "Scoundrel!"

Zhang Shen was stunned, and his heart was happy.

Heh——, I didn't expect this world to be as nosy as himself.

He tilted his head slightly, a handsome girl, with a pair of big watery eyes full of anger, staring at the homeless man condescendingly, "Do you want to make a face! Others are kind enough to save you and beat you up! Rely on illness to deal with hunger, right? Then what are you doing while you are still alive, the dead don't have to eat, once and for all!"

The homeless man is obviously a master who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, and when he saw that the little girl was dressed decently and aggressively, he suddenly softened a little.

He didn't dare to look at the girl directly, so he could only look away, his eyes flashed, and he gurgled around, and suddenly held his stomach and shouted, "Ah, my stomach hurts! Really, it really started to hurt, it must have been broken by a needle just now......"

"Nonsense!" The girl with a strong sense of justice was about to jump up in anger at this guy's shamelessness, she crossed her hands on her hips, and was about to continue to be sarcastic, but suddenly paused, looked around, and sneered, "Forget it, I won't waste time with you." Ladies and gentlemen, who recorded the video just now, I paid for it, 500 small videos, 5,000 full versions, and it's okay if you don't talk about morality, then let's talk about the law......

Before the girl's voice fell, dozens of mobile phones had been raised around her, almost everyone was shouting that they had a video in their hands, and the homeless man's face changed a few times, he was temporary, bullying Zhang Shen looked gentle, and now when he met a stronger person, where did he dare to play tricks.

He jumped up from the ground, cursing and swearing, but his feet quickly squeezed out of the crowd, and in a moment he slipped away.

The girl held her head high proudly, like a proud deer, she looked around, "Ahh

Zhang Shen had returned to the rental house upstairs of the noodle shop, and this matter was just a small episode for him, since this girl had settled the matter, then he had just saved a trouble.

Taking out the old yellowed ancient book "Qibo Pharmacopoeia" from the drawer, Zhang Shen leaned on the single bed and read the book through the sunlight by the window.

This is the only thing left to him before the master's disappearance, he has been carrying medicine since he was three years old, studied medicine for 20 years, and it is the first time he has seen such a miraculous prescription. It's just like the ancient hexagrams, it's a sacred object that should be erased.

How could the master have this thing?

And why do you have to give yourself the day before you disappear?

What a mystery.

He turned a page of the book, feeling a little irritable inexplicably, subconsciously looked sideways at the window, just now saw that the lively crowd has dispersed, this is the afternoon to buy groceries and pick up the children, the uncles and aunts are very busy, it is not easy to find time to watch the excitement.

That girl should have her own things to do and won't stay there all the time.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, the wooden door made of plywood in the rental house rang frantically, Zhang Shen's hand shook, and he almost didn't hit the ceiling when he turned over and jumped up.

The girl's voice came from outside the door, "Hey, little brother, open the door!"