On a train to Zhonghai, a sleeper car.

An old man who looked to be sixty years old, after going to the toilet, trembled back to his bunk, and accidentally touched the quaint backpack of the young man opposite him on the bed.

"Excuse me, young man." The old man was apologetic and reached for the bag to be straightened.

"It's fine." The young man who was reading raised his head and smiled, his smile was very clean, he stretched out his hand and helped the bag himself: "Uncle, let me come by myself." ”

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, and held in his hand a yellowed, but apparently well-preserved ancient book, full of small print.

The old man smiled simply, and sat tremblingly on his bed with the help of the old man's son, who was a bald fat man of thirty years old, with an obviously inferior large thick gold chain around his neck, and looked a little more arrogant.

The young man put down the book and looked at the old man for a long time. "Uncle, do you often have headaches? And often at two or three o'clock in the morning, the frequency of obvious headaches has increased significantly recently? ”

"How do you know, young man? When I was old, I always had a headache, Shanzi took me to the hospital for examination, saying that I had cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and I was prescribed a lot of medicine to take. The old man looked surprised, and asked, "Have you studied medicine?" ”

"I learned a little bit from my grandfather." The youth nodded.

"It's good to study medicine, it's so popular for doctors to find jobs, you see, how well doctors are treated in big cities. What is the lad called? Western medicine or Chinese medicine? The old man seemed to have a lot of affection for the doctor and opened up the conversation.

"My name is Jiang Li, and I learned a little Chinese medicine from my grandfather when I was a child." Jiang Li patiently answered them one by one.

"Chinese medicine is good, Chinese medicine is good, in my hometown, I always ask Dr. Cui on our team to prescribe Chinese medicine, which is more effective than taking Western medicine." The old man was very happy: "Or, young man, give me a pulse?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Li happily agreed, and stretched out his hand to put it on the old man's outstretched hand.

"Chinese medicine? Superstition. Jiang Li lay a ponytailed girl who was reading a medical journal on the top bunk, and when she saw this scene, she pursed her lips and turned a page of a medical journal. The girl is a sophomore student of Zhonghai Medical University, Zhonghai Medical University is the top medical university in China, and the students who graduated from this university are in short supply in major hospitals across the country every year.

Moreover, the girl's family is all Western medicine, and she grew up in this environment, and she has a natural prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine, thinking that traditional Chinese medicine is not scientific, and many of them are superstitions about psychological effects, etc., and it is even more regarded as a farce for Jiang Li, a person who dares to come out to see a doctor after studying with a barefoot doctor in the countryside for two years.

Jiang Li put his hand on the old man's artery, and with the fluctuation of the pulse, a human body drawing was soon formed in his mind, and the flow of blood made the old man's physical condition clear to him.

"Oh no, it's a blockage of blood in the brain." Jiang Li was a little surprised, when he saw the old man's complexion before, he judged that there was a problem with the qi and blood in his head, but when he took a pulse, he found that it was the blood clots formed in the brain that blocked the blood supply to the brain, and according to this situation, the old man's condition was very critical and could break out at any time.

This disease is commonly known as "cerebral thrombosis".

"What should I do?" Jiang Li had a headache, it wasn't that he couldn't cure this disease, but he had to use acupuncture to break through the blood clots formed in the brain with true qi.

But now there are a lot of women on this train!

Jiang Li remembered the warning given to him by his master before he went down the mountain, to try to contact women as little as possible, especially to prohibit revealing and using the ancient medical Tao inherited from him in front of women.

This ban is at stake for his life.

However, if the blood in the old man's brain is so tightly blocked, if it is not treated, the old man's life is in danger and may erupt at any time. But if you want to save it, your life may be in danger.

Jiang Li glanced up at the ponytailed girl on his bed, and fell into a deep entanglement.

The ponytail girl who noticed Jiang Li's gaze was a little inexplicable, and when she saw Jiang Li taking the pulse of the old man, her mouth pouted again, and she didn't take it seriously.

"What's wrong? Young man, is the old man very sick with this disease? Don't worry, the young man said directly, I can live with the old man. The old man saw Jiang Li's expression change, thinking that Jiang Li saw something, but he didn't dare to say it directly.

"Uncle, your illness is indeed a bit complicated, but I can cure it, but it's not convenient now. Look, is this okay, wait for the train, uncle, let's find a clean place, I'll treat you? Can you just endure it for a few hours? Jiang Li thought that there were so many women on the train, and he really didn't dare to use medical skills to treat the disease, and carefully figured out that the old man's condition could last to Zhonghai, so he put forward such a plan.

"Cheng, what? Don't say you're not done yet, are you? Before the old man could speak, the old man's son was impatient, stood up, and pointed at Jiang Li's nose with his finger: "Do you know where Lao Tzu is?" Do you go to the vicinity of Zhonghai Railway Station and ask anyone who doesn't know the name of my mountain tiger? I've seen a lot of hospital trust like yours! How? After getting off the train, I took my dad to find a small hospital and talk about any illness, and let my dad live for a month, tens of thousands, right? I tell you, I just took my dad to the hospital for a CT some time ago, and there is no disease at all! ”

"What?" Jiang Li was stunned.

immediately reacted, it turned out that he was being taken for a liar.

"What's the noise? I don't know if it's not allowed to be loud on the train. A middle-aged flight attendant wearing a hat heard the noise and walked over.

"There are liars in the car? You don't care about this? The bald fat man glared back.

"What liar?" When the flight attendants heard the word "liar", their voices were a few degrees higher.

The bald fat man was aggressive and described the incident to the flight attendant.

"Yo? It's a New Year's holiday, right? It doesn't look like it, he came out to deceive people at a young age, come, you come with me. The middle-aged flight attendant glanced at Jiang Li and called two more flight attendants over.

Jiang Li got up helplessly, twisted his bag and followed the three flight attendants towards the back car.

Wait for Jiang Li to leave with the flight attendant.

"Shanzi, what are you doing? How does this young man look like a liar? Maybe people really see something, don't you hurt people if you make a fuss like this? The old man blew his beard and glared.

"Dad, I've seen a lot of liars with this kind of clumsy means at the train station, don't worry, if he really has the ability, he brags so badly, why doesn't he treat you now?" The fat man was beating the old man on the back while being proud of exposing a liar.

"You, you, why don't you make people feel at ease? Let's not talk about it, is that young man a liar, people haven't deceived anything, you are like this, what should you do if you wronged a good person, aren't you causing trouble? "The old man is a rural old man who keeps to himself, and he only wants to be safe and sound, and he can't see these incidents.

The bald fat man hurriedly comforted the old man.

The more the old man thought about it, the more he felt panicked, the more he thought about his son's reckless style, and the young man who was being carried, he felt that his head was heavy and painful, as if the blood had rushed to his brain, and then his eyes were black, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell straight up.

"Daddy, Daddy, what's wrong with you? Father. The bald fat man was talking, when suddenly the old man fell into his arms, and slid to the floor, his eyes white and trembling.

"Help, come on, help."

The fat man's screams broke the silence of the carriage, and all at once there was a commotion.

Jiang Li's ponytail whip girl on the top bunk didn't care at all about the farce that happened, whether the strangely dressed young man was a liar or not, it didn't matter to her, she kept looking at her medical journal intently. Suddenly heard the fat man's scream, startled, saw that the old man had fallen to the floor, and hurriedly climbed off the bed, climbed too quickly, accidentally twisted his ankle, and almost fell off the bed with a click.

"I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor, let me see!" The ponytail girl was anxious, endured the pain, squatted down, and pushed away the fat man who was shouting blindly.

Hearing the words of the horsetail whip girl, the fat man hurriedly got out of the way, and then shouted for help.

"Is it a cerebral thrombosis?" Although the ponytail girl was not yet a formal doctor, her excellent experience was quickly drawn to preliminary conclusions through the needle of the old man.

This conclusion made the ponytail girl's heart even more nervous.

Cerebral thrombosis has a very high fatality rate, and even if it is rescued, it will lead to cerebral infarction!

In this case, it is necessary to prepare for surgery.

However, this is the train, where is there enough medical equipment and environment to carry out surgery to rescue the elderly?

Even if the train has already arrived in Zhonghai and sent to the hospital, it will be too late!

"What's going on, what's going on?" A flight attendant squeezed in from a crowd of onlookers when he heard the bald fat man shouting, and was also startled when he saw an old man lying down, who was convulsing.

"It is likely to be a cerebral thrombosis, which causes a lack of blood oxygen, and the elderly must be sent to the hospital for rescue." The ponytail girl loudly announced her judgment.

"The train is still more than 20 minutes away from Zhonghai, where can I find a hospital? I went to the radio to see if there was a doctor on the train. The flight attendant was startled and hurriedly ran towards the radio station, although he didn't know much about cerebral thrombosis, but diseases related to the brain were often linked to death, and if a passenger died in the car, the flight attendant would be affected to some extent.

At the same time, Jiang Li was taken to the last compartment lounge by the middle-aged flight attendant for interrogation, and the middle-aged flight attendant put his hat on the table.

"Take out your ID card and say, what's going on, how can you come out to deceive people when you're young?"

Jiang Li handed over the ID card and was about to explain, when the middle-aged flight attendant glanced at the address of the ID card where the household registration was located: "Huh? This place is not the old mansion of the old store of Jishitang! Young man, do you really study medicine? ”

The middle-aged flight attendant said that Jishitang is the pharmacy of the three century-old brands of Chinese medicine in Zhonghai, these three pharmacies are the top pharmacies in Zhonghai, and each pharmacy has a great hand in traditional Chinese medicine. And the common people are most familiar with "Jishitang", because "Jishitang" often administers medicine and provides free clinics. Few of the old Zhonghai people have not received the favor of "Jishitang", therefore, in the minds of the old Zhonghai people have a special feeling, although these years "Jishitang" compared to the other two, is no longer good, but the middle-aged flight attendants remember when they were sick when they were young, and their families took them to the old house to see a doctor for free and administer medicine.

"Yes." Jiang Li nodded, although he didn't quite understand why the attitude of the middle-aged flight attendant had changed greatly, but when he thought of his household address, he thought about it and seemed to understand a little.

The middle-aged flight attendant took out an ID card scanner and scanned it to confirm his identity.

The hukou is all in Jishitang, and it's a liar.

"Little Doctor Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all to blame for the fat man's shouting, it's wrong, I have to make amends, so, get out of the car, I'll treat you to a meal, and Dr. Jiang will give you a face. The middle-aged flight attendant became enthusiastic and apologized again and again.

Jiang Li hadn't spoken yet.

Suddenly, the radio on the train went off.

"Emergency, emergency, there is a patient in car 19 who has collapsed, please ask if there are any passengers with a doctor on the train, please go to car 19 to help rescue, repeat."

"What?" The middle-aged flight attendant put on his hat and looked at Jiang Li, the No. 19 carriage was the carriage of Dr. Jiang just now, and it was obviously very likely that the old man who was diagnosed with illness by Dr. Jiang was sick.

"Oh no, it should be the onset of the illness in advance." Jiang Li's heart said "not good": "I'll go with you." ”

"Okay, little Doctor Jiang, let's hurry up."

The middle-aged attendant and Jiang Li quickly rushed to the No. 19 car, at this time the No. 19 car was already a lot empty, and many passengers were evacuated to other cars in order to facilitate the rescue of the elderly.

"Let me come." As soon as Jiang Li saw that the old man was convulsing and his breath was weakening, he knew that if he didn't apply the needle, the old man would definitely die today, so he hurriedly squeezed over.

"What are you doing here, you liar, it's all because you cursed my father, and my father was angry with you." The bald fat man saw that this "liar" was back and pointed at Jiang Li's nose.

"Get out of the way." The middle-aged flight attendant kicked the fat man: "Dr. Jiang is from Jishitang!" Can he come out and lie to you, what are you yelling about, and you don't want Dr. Jiang to save people? You want to kill your father? ”

The fat man was kicked on the bed, and he was stunned when he heard this, who in Zhonghai didn't know Jishitang? A century-old store, Jishitang?

Jiang Li had already squatted in front of the old man, probed the old man's snort, and then took out an acupuncture bag from the burlap bag he was carrying, and spread it horizontally, a row of various silver needles.

Before applying the needle, Jiang Li raised his head and glanced at the ponytail girl with a complicated mood.

"Jishitang?" The ponytail girl saw that Jiang Li was back again, and she was also surprised when she heard that it was still from Jishitang, although she was prejudiced against traditional Chinese medicine, but the three century-old pharmacies of Jishitang were too famous in Zhonghai, and she was thinking "I can't see it, this young man turned out to be a doctor from Jishitang", and she happened to meet Jiang Li's complicated eyes.

"I am also a doctor, a sophomore student at Zhonghai Medical University! I can help. The ponytail girl thought that the young man's eyes thought that she was adding to the chaos, and straightened her chest.

"It's important to save people, no matter what."

Jiang Li gritted his teeth and stretched out his thumb and forefinger to pinch out a silver needle from the acupuncture bag.