Li Chun and all the doctors were not very happy about the young man's reaction, because the young man's reaction was so strange. His father is seriously ill, how can someone come to treat his father so coldly? Does this kid want to cure his father?

Li Chun frowned: "Young man, we are a group of experts from the province to come and see your father's situation." ”

The kid agreed: "It's useless for anyone to come, it can't be cured." You just let him stop and let him wait here for his death. ”

Damn, what are these words? Everyone almost stared at that kid, how could anyone say that about their father? If it was usual, Li Chun would want to beat him.

But Li Chun thought about it again, there must be a story in this. If something goes wrong, it must be a demon, and if it is a normal situation, it is impossible to have such a reaction.

Li Chun didn't care about the kid, got on the kang first, and gently uncovered the quilt on the patient's leg. As the quilt was lifted, the smell of meat that seemed to have been vomited in sewage filled the room. Quite a few people covered their noses, and some even retched.

But these people were not as stimulated as Li Chun, who was there to watch closely. Li Chun could still endure the fishy smell, but when he saw the patient's two legs, Li Chun almost vomited.

Those two are no longer legs, and the muscles are almost rotten. The flesh was purple-black, and there were streams of black viscous liquid in many places. There were already quite a few places where flesh-contaminated bones were exposed, and the two legs together were not as thick as a normal leg.

Li Chun frowned and covered the quilt again, and then he went down to the ground and began to ponder with his hands behind his back. This disease is not recorded in the Medical Heart Sutra at all, and for Li Chun, this is definitely a challenge.

The other doctors had just glanced at them a few times, and those few glances almost made these people lose the confidence to observe again. In the end, a person was introduced to go over and take some samples, which was to do bacterial culture, which could not be run.

Li Chun walked around the room a few times, and he saw the young man, the patient's son, as if he hadn't seen them. The young man's eyes were staring straight at the corner of the wall, and he didn't react to the movements of the men.

When these people were done, the village chief watched everyone ponder there. He couldn't stand the smell of this room himself, so he showed a smile: "Experts, I think let's go to the village committee first and then think about it." ”

Many doctors stood up one after another by the words of the village director: "It's just right, we have to do bacterial culture, let's go quickly." Li Chun looked at these people and walked out with the crowd.

It's just that before going out, Li Chun still glanced back at the patient's son. The young man was still staring at the wall, and there was no reaction when they left.

This is a rural area, and it stands to reason that the folk customs should be more simple. Don't even say that it's for your relatives to see a doctor, even if you come to your house, you should get up and send it off when you leave, right?

With questions, Li Chun followed everyone back to the village committee. It was almost noon, and after entering the village committee, the doctors were busy preparing for bacterial culture. The village director was preparing the meal, and Li Chun was sitting in the corner, thinking about his own affairs.

What is this disease? Why does the patient's son have that attitude? Why does he say that his father's illness cannot be cured? He wants his father to die like this?

Li Chun felt that there should be some connection in this, and he felt that if he could find the connection between the period, he might be able to find the root of the disease and thus cure it.

Lunch was set up in the village committee, where the venue is relatively large. Although the village is not very rich, it is also decent. The little stupid chicken that is killed now, the big stupid goose in the iron pot. Mushroom fungus on the mountain, carob eggplant in the yard. The village director specially found three or four people to come here to accompany the wine, which was intended to let the people of the expert group eat and drink well.

When the big table was full of wine and food, the village chief came over and beckoned everyone to eat at the table. The main position was specially reserved for Director Feng, who led the team, and Director Feng originally wanted to give up the position to Li Chun. But thinking about Li Chunlu's performance when he arrived, Director Feng really didn't want to be bored anymore.

The village director raised the wine bowl enthusiastically: "Comrades of experts in that province, your arrival is the care of the superiors, and we have a deep understanding." Today, everyone is in the dust, I have nothing else, this bowl of wine is to catch the wind and wash the dust for everyone. As for the rest place in the evening, I have already arranged it. Rest assured, we deliberately cleaned out two empty houses, and the kang was hot for everyone. ”

Saying that, the village chief is really not ambiguous at all when he drinks. He held the wine bowl and tilted his neck, and drank a bowl of 60-degree liquor: "Everyone is free, you don't have to be like me." Those who can drink work harder, and those who can't drink are also meaningful. ”

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention the person who invited you to drink. Everyone laughed and took a sip of the wine from the bowl.

Even Li Chun took a sip politely, and then took a bite of the dish, and the taste was quite good.

Seeing that everyone had drunk, a smile leaked from the village chief's flushed face. He felt that this was the people in the province giving face, and his face was now infinitely enlarged. So the village chief waved his hand: "Everyone eats vegetables, we don't have anything good here, but these things are without fertilizer and feed." You don't always have to eat it in the city, green food, right?" After saying that, there was another burst of laughter, and many doctors echoed a few words.

Li Chun drank some wine, lay on the hot kang at night, pondered for a while, and then fell asleep. When Li Chun got up the next day, it was not yet dawn, so he lightly did not alarm others and went out of the room by himself.

Stepping on the dew on the blades of grass, Li Chun breathed in the fresh air and walked out into the street. It's not the busy season for planting, so there's no one out there. Li Chun walked towards the entrance of the village while moving his body. Just as Li Chun was passing by a house, he suddenly saw a back figure walking up the hill behind the house.

This back is very familiar, but who is this person? Walking up the mountain with such a big amount of dew, this shoe and pants must be wet.

Li Chun was about to continue walking, but suddenly he stopped, and he remembered this back, this person was the son of the rotten and legless Hou Lao Se. The kid who wanted his father to die quietly, what was he doing on the mountain at this time?