"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, is it true that the layman can't heal the injuries of the poor Dao?" Li Yun looked at the old doctor in front of him with a smile on his face, and the old doctor's face became even more impatient, and he even wanted to scold.

"First of all, you are a Taoist priest, you don't need to hold a scalpel, secondly, your hands can't see any injuries left by the car accident, and secondly, even if there is such an injury, I can't treat the old man, I want to go and please turn left to go to the orthopedic department of the central hospital, there may be a way, thank you for not sending it, next, please be careful not to entertain our doctors." The old doctor's expression was a little angry, and he felt that Li Yun was making trouble, and he wanted to get rid of Li Yun angrily.

Li Yun didn't say much, just nodded and smiled, turned around and walked out, and the next patient walked in and told the old doctor Balabala a lot of complaints.

However, the old doctor's heart did not calm down, and the patient's words were not listened to a single punctuation.

"Doctor Yang..."

"Doctor Yang?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, you say it again. Dr. Yang shook his head and continued to listen to the patient's description.

"Oh, my butt hurt a little after drinking recently, and my roommate said I might have hemorrhoids..."

The patient repeated his condition.

Dr. Yang only felt his ears buzzing, and his mind was a mess.

At this moment, his heart is already in turmoil...

...

The hospital closed very late, and it was close to nine o'clock, and Dr. Yang pulled down the roller shutter with difficulty, and his heart was heavy, and his words during the day were still haunting his heart.

[Hand hurts...]

[Can't hold a scalpel...]

"A Taoist priest... No, it's impossible, and it's not like all doctors are going to be Taoist monks, thinking that everyone is that bastard, it must be just a coincidence, haha.." Dr. Yang closed the door and continued to comfort himself.

After closing the door, the hospital became deserted, without the excitement of the day, and only Dr. Yang was left alone, accompanied by a fat orange cat next to him.

The fat orange cat can't accompany Dr. Yang to drink, but it can warm Dr. Yang's head, and jumped from a leap of faith from the tree to his head, and Dr. Yang is not angry, so he lets the fat orange cat lie on his stomach like this.

Taking out a pot of wine, Dr. Yang drank alone under the moon, and at this time, Dr. Yang's old friend, an old rheumatic man walking with a cane, came over.

"Haha, it's boring to drink alone, it's interesting to drink for two people... Come on, let's drink together. The old man came over and sat next to Dr. Yang in surprise, and Dr. Yang immediately took the wine away.

"Lao Yang, what you say is not interesting enough, our old friend for many years, don't be so picky. The old man said with an unhappy face.

"It's just that old friends for many years told you not to drink so much, and it's not that you don't know your physical condition, and you still drink so much, do you think that the reincarnation speed is not fast enough or what?... Forget it, a little bit is still fine. Dr. Yang rolled his eyes, unable to complain about his friend, and finally poured him a small cup.

After the old man took the wine, he thanked him in surprise, swallowed the old wine with a cherished taste, and moaned comfortably.

"Ahh It's delicious... It's been a long time since I've drunk such good wine, and that old woman forces me to take this medicine every day, and I'm really bitter... It's hard to drink. ”

"Don't mention to me that old woman in your family, I'm really angry, and during the day, I brought the medicine that gave birth to boys and girls to swindle and deceive, especially to deceive people to lie in other places, don't come to Lao Tzu's place, next time I see you and catch up." "Old Doctor Yang is angry that he doesn't come to one place, and he is helpless when he thinks of the old woman swaggering and deceiving during the day, this is not the first time, and he still keeps teaching.

In the face of the angry old doctor Yang, the old man also nodded in disgust, and finally said with some unconvincing: "Don't say that my wife is a liar, she is also for the good of others, that medicine is a secret formula left by her ancestors, everyone takes what they need, although they have failed several times over the years, there are still many women who have got their wishes and have sons." ”

"Do you know why our Chinese medicine is always criticized by people? Except for the two Guangxi sides, we can't eat it? Especially those who study foreign medicine look down on our Chinese medicine at all? They think that we have no theoretical basis and rely purely on Mongolia. Doctor Yang put down the wine jug in his hand, stared at the old man's face seriously, and said: "It is because there are too many uneven [home remedies] that have been handed down that many people misunderstand the knowledge of the technology of traditional Chinese medicine. What do you say about my family, you call it survivor bias, but there are more people who happen to eat your medicine and give birth to men, which can only be regarded as superstition!"

"Also, what kind of law did our family say..."

The old man who listened to it was uncomfortable, and the wine in his hand became tasteless, and finally he stubbornly said: "You are a Chinese medicine doctor, you always listen to your family's Western medicine theory to do something, haven't we all survived by Chinese medicine for so many years." ”

"All things are connected, learning and progress on the road of medicine is the most important, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is its own desirable place and dross, we as doctors should take its essence to remove its dross, no matter the black dog or white dog, the one who can catch the mouse is a good dog. Doctor Yang said with a serious face, refusing to give in half a step, the central idea is still the same sentence - the swaggering charlatan is the main murderer who ruins the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine.

In the end, Dr. Yang could only break up with his friend, and the old man muttered as he walked with a cane.

"Full of nephews and nephews, aren't they just wild seeds left behind by the old brother who went to be a monk, and they are not their own family..."

"It's not good for you to say this, what is a wild seed, Yang Yue is a member of our Yang family, so it's not your turn to chew the root of your tongue as an outsider!" Doctor Yang scolded angrily.

The old man was stunned, feeling that what he said was indeed excessive, and after relieving himself, he said after apologizing.

"Okay, it's your Yang family, but if it's your Yang family, then he will definitely come back to learn Chinese medicine from you, but what about him now, he doesn't want the things of his ancestors, and he goes to learn those messy Western medicine... Listen to me, it's not my own blood, it's not my own family after all, why do you care so much about things that your brother doesn't care about. ”

After saying that, the old man left with his cane, leaving Dr. Yang alone and standing in place, looking at the empty wine in his hand and laughing at himself.

"Hehe, bloodline... Do you really think that it is the blood that maintains family affection? Or is it too biased? ”