Chapter 25 Zhuge Ming
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Zhou Chen's internal injuries have long been healed by internal qi, in terms of external injuries, the shoulder is not yet healed but there is no major problem, the most important thing is the lower body, it is too serious, it is not internal qi that can be cured at all, and some medicine must be used.
To find a doctor, Zhou Chen decided to find someone to ask for directions first.
He swept left and right, and found that there were many pedestrians in this town, but not many, most of them were in a hurry, and no one would take a second look at himself, an obvious outsider.
Obviously, because of the geographical location of the town and the relationship between the border of the Central Plains, there are often various characters passing through, so it is not unusual for unfamiliar faces to appear.
"My outfit is so tattered and bloodstained, and there aren't many people looking at me, do you think I'm that kind of flowing beggar?"
Zhou Chen shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and casually found the nearest pedestrian and walked over.
"This big brother, is there a medical center in this town?"
Zhou Chen asked a middle-aged man with a bundle of firewood on his back, this town is not far from the desert, and he doesn't know where this person found trees to cut firewood.
"There. ā
The middle-aged man was blocked by Zhou Chen, and his brows furrowed, revealing a look of vigilance. However, it may be that Zhou Chen is not very old, but he still gave a direction.
"Thank you!"
Zhou Chen hugged his fists, and then walked in the direction pointed by the other party.
After searching for more than half an hour, Zhou Chen did not find the location of the medical hall.
So he asked two more people for directions, the first one was wearing a patched robe that looked like a scholar, and he ignored him at all, and the second aunt who set up a stall to sell small things kindly answered Zhou Chen.
It turns out that there is no hospital in this town, but there is a doctor named Zhuge Ming, and everyone who wants to treat the disease will go to the doctor's house. Dr. Zhuge did not have a plaque on the medical hall in his residence, so Zhou Chen couldn't find it.
"It's just that this doctor's name is Zhuge Ming?"
Zhou Chen was attracted by this name, there is no way, this kind of surname and this kind of name, which appears in martial arts novels, is mostly a character with a role.
And the characters with this name are generally very capable, and they will not be casual tricks.
"No, it's already a coincidence that I met a Yang Chong, and now there is another plot character I bumped into?"
With suspicion in his heart, Zhou Chen followed the route given by the aunt and found Zhuge Ming's residence.
Bang bang bang!
Zhou Chen saw the closed door, and directly stepped forward and knocked three times.
The door was quickly opened, and what appeared in front of Zhou Chen's eyes was a child less than ten years old.
After the little boy opened the door, he first looked Zhou Chen up and down, and when he saw that Zhou Chen's clothes were tattered and dirty, he frowned and drove away: "Go and go, go to other homes, we don't have extra food." ā
With that, he closed the door again without saying a word.
Syllable!
Zhou Chen would let him close the door, and stretched out his hand to hold the wooden door against it, so that the little boy couldn't move the wooden door no matter what.
"What do you want to do? If you don't let go, I'm going to call someone!"
The little boy used all his strength to wrestle with Zhou Chen, his face was flushed, but he still didn't move, so he was angry and threatened viciously.
"I'm here to heal, let me in. ā
Zhou Chen actually wanted to break in directly, but at this moment, he was talking to this little boy with a pleasant face.
There is no other reason, or because of the name Zhuge Ming.
What if this is really a master? If you want to break in, you might be beaten. Be polite to this little boy, if you anger the master, your fate will not be good.
Even, because of the name Zhuge Ming, Zhou Chen didn't want to come to this doctor, and it was a wise choice to find an ordinary doctor to treat him in another place.
However, Zhou Chen's injuries have been delayed for three days and must be treated correctly.
Second, he also wanted to really confirm whether it was such a coincidence this time, this Zhuge Ming was really a special person.
If he didn't make this confirmation, Zhou Chen was afraid that every time he encountered this situation in the future, he would have to waste his energy guessing, and it would be too tiring.
"Xiao Wu, what's going on?"
Perhaps the movement here attracted the attention of the people in the room, and a middle-aged man of medium stature with a neat beard walked over.
"Master, this beggar won't let me close the door, it's definitely not a good person!"
As soon as the child saw the comer, he pointed to Zhou Chen and complained.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged man listened to Xiao Tong's words, and saw that Zhou Chen was dirty and broken, so he frowned and said to Xiao Tong: "Go to the kitchen and grab the rice for him." ā
Zhou Chen knew that it was normal for him to be treated as a beggar, so he immediately said: "I'm here to seek medical treatment, not to beg for food." ā
"Hmph, seek medical treatment, do you have any money?"
Xiao Tong snorted, looked at Zhou Chen with disdain and asked.
"I don't have any money. ā
Zhou Chen told the truth, but immediately continued: "But there will be money soon, or I can also use a martial art to offset the medical fee." ā
When he said the second half of the sentence, Zhou Chen's attention was completely focused on the middle-aged man, wanting to see how he reacted when he heard his words.
"Martial arts, just you, master, I think this beggar is hungry and faint, let's ignore him and drive him away!"
Xiao Tong sneered again, hearing that Zhou Chen knew martial arts was like hearing a joke.
And the middle-aged man also shook his head and said, "Little brother, let's go, I am a place to treat people, not a martial arts hall with knives and guns." ā
"May I ask this gentleman, you are Dr. Zhuge ?"
Zhou Chen continued to be tempting.
"Yes, I am. If you want to see a doctor, just get the consultation fee and come back. ā
After saying this, the middle-aged man obviously lost the interest in continuing to ink with Zhou Chen, and reached out to close the door.
"Wait!"
Zhou Chen propped up his palm and blocked the door again.
"What do you want to do?
The middle-aged man, plus the little boy also pushed the door hard, but he still couldn't close the door, which also made this person a little panicked.
He pushed a few times, suffocating his face and finally giving up.
He could also see that the beggar in front of him was afraid that he really had kung fu, so he said: "If you want to commit murder, I will call someone!"
Zhou Chen didn't speak, but stared at the middle-aged man's expression with his eyes.
It took three or four breaths, and it wasn't until he stared at the middle-aged man that his forehead was sweating, and Zhou Chen finally dared to be sure that this Zhuge doctor was not acting.
"It really just happens to be called that. ā
Zhou Chen knows that this world has evolved from martial arts novels, but how many characters can be written in a novel, and how many people are there in the whole world?
In addition to the characters who appear in the novel, it is absolutely possible for people with such special surnames and special names to appear in the rest of the people.
"Then I don't need to hear a special name in the future, I'm afraid that I'm afraid of being suspicious. ā
Zhou Chen had a preliminary judgment in his heart, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he pushed the middle-aged man in front of him and broke into the courtyard directly. (To be continued.) )