Jiang Wen got up and skipped Lin Rong, walked a few steps and turned his head to look at Lin Rong like a fool, and said, "It's not jealousy, and I don't know what you're howling at me hoarsely, boring." ”

After eating with no one around, Jiang Wen went to bring some food to the old man, chattered, and returned to his house. I am not angry about being scolded by Forestry today, but what really makes Jiang Wen depressed in his heart is the sentence that is not my race, his heart must be different, and God TM is not my race. Lao Tzu is pot silver, or pot Shandong silver!

Jiang Wen, who was not light, was not in the mood to flip through those medical books, and after a trip to bed, the quilt was blinded to Zhou Gong.

The next morning, Jiang Wen, who was full of vitality, counted the patients for another day, and he was so happy!

On the third day, Jiang Wen resigned himself to sitting on a chair and watching the doctors next door hurry, pinching this peach in his hand and playing with it. In order to reflect their audience cultivation, the people who eat melons specially bought some fruits to reward themselves for the hard work of sitting for a day.

It seemed that he had received some kind of gaze, Jiang Wen turned around, but found that there was a pretty little girl standing in front of him, 7 or 8 years old, with a red face, big watery eyes and a look of wanting to stop talking, which looked extremely cute. The parents who accompanied her stood behind the child and looked at the child with a smile.

After a long time, the little girl seemed to finally muster up the courage and said, "Big brother, I'm sick, can you show me." The words were directed at Jiang Wen, but his eyes did not leave the peach in Jiang Wen's hand.

Jiang Wen didn't understand what the little girl was thinking, handed over the peach in his hand, and said, "Come, show my brother, where is the little guy sick." Jiang Wen said in a soft tone, and at the same time, he stretched out his other hand, wanting the child to get closer and see where the child was sick.

It's just that Jiang Wen's peaches couldn't be sent, and the child couldn't be pulled. After Jiang Wen stretched out his hand, the little girl still couldn't suppress the fear in her heart, hid behind her father, and refused to come out.

The child's father laughed, apologized, and took the child to the other doctors to line up. In the short procession, the child's mother kept blaming the child's father, and the man laughed and said nothing. The child hid behind his father and looked at Jiang Wen cautiously. I don't know if it's Jiang Wen or Peaches.

Jiang Wen felt sad in his heart, and also understood that the little girl should be said to be the most willing to approach him, to this extent, she was great, and the problem was on herself.

Unprecedentedly, Jiang Wen left the table early and walked to the back hall. Seeing the old man running around on the way, Jiang Wen thought about it and stopped him and said, "Little junior brother, send a knife to my house." I have something to deal with. Then he walked back to his room and changed into his regular clothes.

Jiang Wen, who was waiting for his junior brother, sat on the bed in a daze, and after a while, the old man entered the house with a sharp kitchen knife and said, "Senior brother, the knife control has been done recently." ”

Looking at the kitchen knife with a cold light, Jiang Wen cried and laughed: "Okay, you can put it there, I'll send it to you when I'm done." After sending away the little junior brother, Jiang Wen stared at the kitchen knife.

Suddenly, Jiang Wen shook his head madly and said to himself: "This thing, if one is not operated properly, shaving your hair will become self-harm." ”

Jiang Wen, who stood up and was about to go out, was suddenly stunned when he walked to the door. Glancing at his hand, he gently swiped his right hand against the back of his left hand, and a handful of hair fluttered down. Is this the right way to open up my talent?

On a whim, Jiang Wen shaved off the hair on his body piece by piece with his index finger, and when he was almost shaved, he went to the yard to fetch a basin of water, and continued to trim his hair according to the reflection in the water.

Jiang Wen, who had finished processing his hair, looked at the reflection in the water, smiled self-deprecatingly, and poured out the water in the basin. Turning around and going back to the house, he cleaned up the hair in the house, changed back into a long shirt, and returned to the front hall.

Jiang Wen went back to the front hall, and the doctors who were still sitting in the clinic didn't care much, but the female patients finally blew up the pot, three in a bunch, and five in a cluster and discussed quietly. Every now and then, he sneaks a glance at it, and then pretends to be serious about it.

There were three or five active people who were eager to try, but they were pulled by the people next to them, pointed behind Jiang Wen, and then hesitated slightly. Jiang Wen also smiled indifferently, knowing what they were hesitating about, it was the tail. But the tail is the bottom line, everything else can be shaved, and the tail is absolutely impossible.

Several girls hesitated, and suddenly a black figure appeared in front of Jiang Wen. "Brother Monkey, I'm injured, can I bandage it?" said the young man in black unceremoniously to the subject.

Jiang Wen looked at the young people, except that they were very handsome, so much that they didn't see any abnormalities or injuries, but after a closer look, they noticed that there was a hole on the left chest of the black dress, which seemed to be a sword wound.

Jiang Wen, who has a rough style, did not ask for the intention of the patient, nor did he care about being in public. After taking off the young man's clothes directly, and after revealing the wound, he looked at it carefully and said: "The wound is very new, very shallow, it is a new injury~" The finger poked near the wound, and after looking at the young man opposite grinning his teeth, he smiled: "It may be infected, I'll go to the back to find you some medicine." ”

After speaking, he walked straight to the back hall, but said that the young man watched Jiang Wen walk to the back hall, and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, is it not a new injury?

The black-clothed young man was Zhu Quan, the son of Tianpeng from the lower realm of the Heavenly Court, and followed Lao Jun's advice and traveled among the people for a few years, and rushed to this port city a few days ago to observe Jiang Wen's clothing, food, housing and transportation.

When Jiang Wen was about to shave today, the most nervous person was actually Zhu Quan. Zhu Quan was really afraid that Jiang Wen would shave his hair ruthlessly, cut off his tail, and turn himself into an adult, and go to the dark on the road of practicing medicine. The scum that was known by the heavenly court that Zhu Quan could not be pinched to death, and there was no scum left to let Zhu Quan die.

So, he hurriedly found an excuse to meet Jiang Wen, and Zhu Quan, who saw Jiang Wen, breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the peaches on the table and nibbled on them. After meeting, the matter is half done, Zhu Quan thought to himself.

Jiang Wen came back from the back hall and saw Zhu Quan sitting in his place eating his own peaches, and he was not annoyed. Leaned in front of the chair, smeared the pounded herbs on Zhu Quan's wound, and then found gauze to cover it finely. "Okay, minor injuries are fine. Remember to change the dressing when you have time. Jiang Wen explained casually.

"Hey~ Doctor, I've been here for a few days, and I see that your business is quite cold. It just so happened that this injury was also because of the mission. Your level of wound treatment is still some, you can go with me for a long trip. I'll pay you. Zhu Quan said.

Boy, come out of this door with me, and that's the end of your doctor's career.