Ren Xiaosu sulked and left, he wanted to give the young doctor a beating directly, but his reasons were untenable, after all, his original purpose was to rob other people's jobs.

A doctor must be a doctor, Ren Xiaosu very much agrees with Yan Liuyuan's point of view, doctors are indeed a profession that is very easy to be thanked by others.

But how can you become a doctor without medical skills?

He had been meditating on it since he arrived at the school, and then he suddenly remembered the scene that had come out of the pawnshop last night.

The woman was crying at the door of the clinic, and the man was bleeding so much that his heart finally stopped.

Ren Xiaosu inadvertently looked at his tiger's mouth, hey, the wounds that were originally infected have scabbed over today.

It turns out that the black ointment can not only reduce inflammation, but also allow the wound to heal quickly?!

Ren Xiaosu has been injured, so he knows very well the body's self-healing ability, like a deep wound pecked out by a sparrow, don't think about the initial scabbing within seven days.

Wait, Ren Xiaosu seems to have thought about how he should be a doctor, the doctor in the clinic can only deceive and brag and be a doctor, and he Ren Xiaosu now has such a miracle medicine, why can't he be a doctor?

Wouldn't it be over if he opened a clinic specializing in knife wounds, and the patient came to sew up the wound and then apply the black ointment!

In the past, when the old doctor was still there, he said that he did not do this kind of suture surgery because he did not have the conditions for sterilization, and those germs left in the body can cause death, so the sutures are also vain.

The old doctor saw this very clearly.

But now Ren Xiaosu is different, he doesn't have to think about this matter at all!

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu had an idea, and he could even think of how to arrange Sister Xiaoyu in the future.

Sister Xiaoyu's plan for the future is to see if she can get some sewing and mending jobs and make some money to live. But Ren Xiaosu felt that this matter was difficult, and if she was in the refuge barrier, she was afraid that a lot of people would look for her.

But outside this market town, everyone is bitter, and the work of sewing and mending is done at home, who will spend this unjust money?

And what Ren Xiaosu was thinking at the moment was that since he couldn't sew clothes, he would sew up the wounds, and he didn't know if Sister Xiaoyu was fainting or not......

Regarding this matter, Ren Xiaosu also went to consult Mr. Zhang Jinglin, after all, Zhang Jinglin knows a lot.

Zhang Jinglin looked at Ren Xiaosu in surprise: "Do you want to open a clinic specializing in knife wounds?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and asked, "What is a suture?"

Zhang Jinglin: "...... Do you have any anesthetic?"

"What is anesthetic?"

Zhang Jinglin: "......"

At this time, Zhang Jinglin suddenly realized that Ren Xiaosu was not prepared for anything......

Zhang Jinglin said patiently: "Do you know why the clinic has not done this kind of business because there are so many knife wound patients in our market town? Not only is it a problem of bacterial infection, but also a lack of anesthetics and sutures, which are said to be lacking in the refuge barriers." ”

Zhang Jinglin continued: "Playing anesthetics is particular about playing anesthetics, and it hurts less to play, and it is easy to give people sequelae when you play more. Not to mention sutures, not only the tension of the thread, but also whether its coefficient of friction is suitable for passing through human tissue. ”

"Oh, that's it," Ren Xiaosu waved his hand: "It's not a problem, if people are going to die, it doesn't matter if it hurts, I'll sew them with the thread of the clothes." ”

"What about disinfection?" Zhang Jinglin asked in a daze.

"I have a secret recipe!" Ren Xiaosu said.

In fact, just like Ren Xiaosu guessed, Zhang Jinglin doesn't know everything, he has specialized knowledge, but the others belong to the level of "understanding".

So Zhang Jinglin suddenly found that he didn't know how to refute Ren Xiaosu, and finally waved his hand: "Go to your class, the next class is a survival class." ”

On this day, Ren Xiaosu tasted the sweetness on the first day, so he decisively delayed the class again until dark......

At this time, there are still students who do not realize what kind of life they are going to start.

When the students were all walking out at the end of school, Ren Xiaosu saw that no one said thank you today, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask, "Don't you thank the teachers?"

As a result, the students were frightened and quickly turned around collectively to say thank you.

However, Ren Xiaosu looked at his palace with great regret, and there was not a single thank you coin......

Zhang Jinglin said before that it is normal not to be understood by students when he is a teacher, and Ren Xiaosu feels that he still has a long way to go.

When he went home at night, Ren Xiaosu saw the light in his shack, Ren Xiaosu hurriedly opened the door curtain and went in, and saw Sister Xiaoyu sitting on a tattered chair in their house, sewing clothes for their brothers. There is also boiled polenta and wild vegetables next to it.

Clothes are usually left in the shack because no one steals them.

If you steal it, you have to wear it, you can be recognized if you wear it, and it is strange if Ren Xiaosu does not beat the thief to death at that time.

Sister Xiaoyu smiled when she saw the two of them coming back: "I came in without the consent of the two of you, your clothes are torn, I'll sew them for you, hurry up and eat." ”

Yan Liuyuan stretched out his hand to serve porridge, this meal was already luxurious in the market town, and they ate black bread or potatoes on weekdays. As a result, Yan Liuyuan was slapped by Ren Xiaosu on the spot: "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu, have you not?"

Yan Liuyuan was still very honest in front of Ren Xiaosu: "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu." ”

Sister Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Don't keep playing six yuan." ”

"I can get used to him, but no one is used to him when I'm out of the house," Ren Xiaosu explained, and then he said seriously: "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu." ”

"You're welcome," Sister Xiaoyu smiled, "What do you usually like to eat for dinner?" ”

Yan Liuyuan said: "We usually don't eat dinner. ”

"Then what's the matter, you are both growing up," Sister Xiaoyu said.

I don't know why, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt as if Sister Xiaoyu should have been their sister. Before, no one had ever told them that they were growing or anything like that.

"Sister Xiaoyu," Ren Xiaosu asked, "Your sewing skills are very good, when our knife wound clinic opens, will you help us?"

"Knife wound clinic?" Sister Xiaoyu was stunned: "Why did you suddenly think of opening a knife wound clinic." ”

"Because I have a secret herbal recipe for knife wounds, which can reduce inflammation and allow the wound to heal quickly," Ren Xiaosu showed his tiger mouth scar after speaking, and Sister Xiaoyu looked and found that Ren Xiaosu's wound had really scabbed and healed.

Sister Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "But there are a lot fewer fights in the market town now, and more than a dozen people were injured every day in the past, but now there is only one in several days." ”

That's true, except for the person Ren Xiaosu killed, and the man at the door of the clinic yesterday, it seems that there is really no fighting.

Those who are touched into the house in the middle of the night do not count, because that kind of situation usually does not leave a living mouth.

Ren Xiaosu pondered: "Why don't I cut them?"

Yan Liuyuan was shocked at the time: "Brother, you are too ruthless, what is this, is it self-produced and sold?"

After Ren Xiaosu finished speaking, he quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, you can't do this kind of thing, you can't be carried away by interests." ”