Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Farce of the Hospital

"It seems that this is not Songyang Town!" After Yuan Jia looked at the "Fangyun Town" written on the city tower, he couldn't help but sigh. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Yuan Jia still has some expectations for whether this is "Songyang Town", he is still mentally prepared to a certain extent, after all, now that he is far away from the danger area, it is better to take a break first, and then think about it in the long run!

Yuan Jia looked at the scar on the palm of his right hand, shook his head a little helplessly, and after entering the town again, he didn't have the same curiosity as before, he walked on the same street with ease, pushed aside the noisy crowd, and walked into an ordinary medical hall.

"Eh, this master, do you want to take medicine or see a doctor?" As soon as he stepped into the store, a thin man dressed as a junior came over and asked politely.

Yuan Jia also smiled politely and said kindly: "See a doctor!"

Xiao Er asked again: "Oh, then are you asking for a doctor for your family and friends, or is there something unhappy about you?"

Yuan Jia gestured his right hand, looked at Xiao Er's expectant eyes, and immediately threw a silver melon seed at Xiao Er. If it was Yuan Jia in the past, I am afraid that he would not be able to understand the meaning in this little er's eyes at all, but Yuan Jia has grown enough in this short period of one month, after all, he is no longer the ignorant teenager he used to be!

Xiao Er skillfully took the silver melon seeds thrown by Yuan Jia, and immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, thank you, then please move, I will lead you to meet our best doctor here!"

With that, he turned and walked towards a curtain behind him, where he passed by sat some men dressed in sackcloth, it seemed that their duty was probably only to treat the cold and flu, and the real doctor was afraid that behind the curtain of this medical hall, it was easy to see people!

Just when Yuan Jia was about to follow Xiao Er to the doctor to treat the injury of his right hand, a very discordant voice suddenly came from outside the door!

"Damn, where's the doctor? Hurry, hurry! Get out of Lao Tzu!" A strong man in a leather coat slammed the door and roared in his voice like a bronze bell, it seemed that he was very anxious, a pair of bull's eyes were red and red in a hurry, and even his behavior seemed a little out of control!

Everyone in the infirmary was startled by his sudden roar, and suddenly fell silent, and the strong man saw that there was no reaction around him after his words were spoken, and he became even more impatient, he kicked and smashed the wooden table next to him, and shouted to the crowd again: "Is what I said no one hears?

Seeing this situation, Yuan Jia frowned, but did not say anything, firstly, Yuan Jia had just escaped from the pursuit of Sihailou, and it was not appropriate to make any extraneous branches now; Looking at the expression of this strong man, it doesn't look like a villain who bullies the market, but like a person who is really in a hurry and out of helplessness. Therefore, Yuanjia still thinks that he will wait and see for a while before making plans!

Xiao Er in front of Yuan Jia looked around, as if thinking that he was the only waiter in this medical hall, he stepped forward with a slight headache, and said resignedly: "This uncle, there is ...... If you have something to say, why make such a big fuss?"

The strong man grabbed him by the collar with a fierce face, lifted him up stiffly, glared at him word by word, and said: "I just said, I want a doctor! Don't use these doctors who treat colds and flu outside to fool me, you know what I want!"

Xiao Er was lifted up entirely, although he was extremely frightened now, but he still had a very rare time not forgetting his professional ethics, he said with a sad face: "Uncle, it's not that I don't help the villain, but our best doctor Chen here has been booked by others, so I can't help either!"

The strong man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Don't talk to me so much, I just need your doctor here to see you now!"

Just when Yuan Jia felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, and was about to make a move to relieve the siege, the curtain behind him was lifted, and an old man in a green shirt walked out of it, he looked quite old, but his spirit was very good, and his waist was straight, and he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties from behind.

He looked at the strong man who mentioned Xiao Er, and whispered without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes: "Who is looking for me?"

When the strong man heard this voice, he immediately put down the movements in his hand, and put on a respectful look, which was similar to the fierce expression just now, and he said: "Sir, forgive me for being rude! My master is now seriously ill and can no longer send him to Zhongge City, and now it is really impossible to delay, please ask Mr. to help!"

The old man raised his eyes and looked outside the door, and found that although there were many people outside the door, they couldn't get close to the gate of the medical hall, as if something was placed outside the door, and there were four people standing there, as if they were guarding something.

He said flatly: "But I have made an appointment with this little friend, so can you wait for me to treat him first, and then treat your master?"

It seems that although this old man is inside the curtain, he still knows everything about what is happening outside!

The strong man immediately said with a sad face: "No, please! I wait, but my master can't wait! Please, I'll kowtow to you!"

Just as the strong man was about to bow his head and knock on the ground, the old man stopped him and said, "Don't do this, you can discuss it with this little friend!"

The strong man seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and when he got up to say something to Yuan Jia, Yuan Jia waved his hand and said, "Forget it, old man! I just have a little injury on my palm, it's not in the way, this person looks like he needs you more than me!"

The old man nodded and said indifferently, "Okay, bring in your people outside!"

The strong man nodded ecstatically, and immediately said to the door: "Quickly carry the master in, remember, you must be slow!"

As the crowd flickered, four young men in the same uniform clothes carefully carried a simple stretcher, on which lay a gorgeously dressed man, his face was yellow, his body was emaciated, his breath was extremely weak, and the whole person seemed to be dying, as if he would drive a crane to the west anytime and anywhere!

After seeing this person's sickness, the old man frowned and muttered, "Snow Poison ......" and then stared at the strong man and said, "Where did your master go during this time?"

The strong man looked at the old man's serious expression, and said a little nervously: "Well, the master went to Xiyuan a few days ago, and after coming back, he became more and more weak, he originally wanted the master to treat first, but the master was still stubborn to take this trip, but when he arrived here, he suddenly fainted, so he could only come here to seek medical treatment nearby!"

The old man smiled slightly, looked at the strong man and said, "I don't know how many doctors can cure snow poison in this area, but if you are lucky, I will be one!"

The strong man immediately burst into tears and laughed and said, "Then please ask the old gentleman to help me quickly!"

Yuan Jia, who was standing on the side, also smiled happily when he saw this scene, and was about to step forward to find a place to sit down, when the old man suddenly said: "Don't worry, let's talk about the consultation fee first, and then it's not too late to do it!"

The strong man nodded and said, "Of course, as long as the old gentleman is willing to help, it doesn't matter how many silver taels he needs, but please also ask the old gentleman to show how many silver taels he needs." ”

The old man took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped his hands, as if he was about to do it, and said lightly:

"Well, I want a thousand taels of gold!"

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