Xiong Xueguang suddenly realized something, could it be what Director Long said, he turned his head to look at Director Long, but immediately denied this possibility. Because Director Long is only the director of the Women's Committee, not a police officer. He set up a stall here to tell fortunes, did not register for industry and commerce, and did not apply for any licenses at the police station, so Director Zai Long only knew his name, but did not know where he came from.

So how did this fortune teller in sunglasses know where he came from?

Xiao Ying said coldly: "You still have large and small flushed rashes on your crotch, don't you plan to cure them?" Don't blame me for not reminding you, this is a very strict disease, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor you found is not symptomatic, and it will not cure your disease. If you drag on like this, you won't live for more than two years. ”

Another fortune teller next to him smiled and said to Xiao Ying: "I said brother, you have to fool you even when you go together?" You are playing with a big knife in front of Master Guan. You know? When our Mr. Xiong came out to tell fortunes, you still urinated on the kang......"

Xiong Xueguang waved his hand, stopped the fortune teller's words, took two steps forward, stared at Xiao Ying and said, "What did you just say?" What is a flushing rash? ”

"Half a year ago, the thing under your crotch had skin lesions, you went to the hospital for treatment, and the doctor said it was a fixed drug rash, and he didn't give you any medicine. You didn't care if it didn't hurt, and then it disappeared. It's just that then a similar red spot appeared on your stomach, and then, more than a dozen similar rashes appeared on your body, large and small, with dandruff peeling off. You go to the hospital, and the doctor says it's psoriasis and gives you medicine, but it doesn't work. Am I right? ”

Xiong Xueguang gasped, as if he had seen a ghost, stared at Xiao Ying, and stammered a little when he spoke: "You...... How did you ...... and how did you know? ”

In order to cover these spots on his body, Xiong Xueguang wore long pants and long-sleeved shirts on this hot day, and even the buttons on the collar were buttoned, so that these red spots could not be seen from the outside. He went to the hospital without telling anyone. What is it about this never-before-met, sunglasses-clad fortune teller who knows this? Is it really calculated?

No way! He himself is a fortune teller, and he knows that the so-called fortune telling is nothing more than a fool, so he doesn't believe that Xiao Ying calculated that he is sick.

Of course, Xiao Ying didn't calculate it. Just now, he heard Director Long call the name of the fortune teller, so according to the name Xiong Xueguang in his mind, plus the approximate time now, he quickly locked a person's medical record information within the province, and it matched the age, and asked according to the place of origin registered on the medical record, and sure enough, it was the person in front of him. He told the illness recorded in the medical record in his mind.

Xiong Xueguang's disease was secondary syphilis, but the doctor misdiagnosed it as psoriasis, so it has not been cured. This is mainly because after the founding of the state, prostitution. The prostitution system quickly disappeared under the severe crackdown of the Red regime, sex. As a result, the disease dropped dramatically. In the sixties, the government declared the eradication of all venereal diseases.

From then until the beginning of the eighties, especially during the ten years, medical schools did not teach the prevention and treatment of venereal diseases at all, so that many doctors did not learn the diagnosis and treatment of this disease at all, nor did they come into contact with real cases of this disease. After the reform and opening up in the 80s, when venereal diseases re-emerged on the mainland, doctors in many hospitals did not recognize them, and misdiagnosed the disease as a skin disease.

Xiong Xueguang was very scared of his illness, because he had this disease, his body was covered with red spots, and what made him nervous the most was that the thing under his crotch had also become hideous and terrifying. That's a man's lifeline. So what Xiao Ying said immediately made him nervous.

Director Long was immediately happy when she heard the conversation between the two, and she also heard that Xiao Ying had accurately calculated the illness of this fortune teller, and judging from Xiong Xueguang's nervous look, the illness was not light. smiled and said: "I said Xiong Xueguang, don't blame me for not telling you, this Mr. Xiao was in Tianluo before, and after giving Aunt Tian a snack, Aunt Tian went straight to the hospital with joy, presumably because of Mr. Xiao's guidance." If you are really sick, why don't you hurry up and ask for advice? ”

Xiong Xueguang's face was cloudy, he looked at Xiao Ying, then at Director Long, and said with a wry smile: "It's not tight, isn't it psoriasis, and it's almost better." ”

Director Long sneered: "I heard Mr. Xiao say just now, the medicine you found the doctor prescribed is not the right symptom, if you don't cure this disease, you won't live for two years." I don't know what it is, but I advise you to believe it. Since Mr. Xiao has told you about your illness just by your name, he knows how to treat it. If you don't ask for the living gods in front of you, then it's up to you. However, I have heard that there is a saying that 'if you are poor in debt, you will die of illness'. If you are sick and don't be cured, then wait for death. ”

Xiong Xueguang laughed twice and said, "Isn't it just a skin disease, how can it be so strict." ”

Xiao Ying said coldly: "Now that thing under your crotch is so sick that you can't see people, right?" I'll tell you the truth, within a year, you're going to scrap that thing, and then you're going to get demented, you're going to be blind, and you're going to die a miserable death. -- I am not telling you this, not to instruct you on how to cure this disease. I just want to tell you that my fortune telling is based on real skills. ”

After that, Xiao Ying no longer looked at him, and the old monk sat cross-legged as if he was in a calm state.

Xiong Xueguang was already shocked by the terrifying change in his crotch, and his heart was even more cold after hearing Xiao Ying's words. He also saw that Xiao Ying was not an ordinary fortune teller who fooled others with one mouth. Previously, he must have said the illness of Aunt Tian's husband, but this time he accurately said his illness and his origin.

Although there are means in the fortune-telling business to step on the layout of the plate, find out the situation in advance in order to accurately calculate the trust of the other party and deceive the money. However, those who spend such effort on layout are generally valuable for the rich and noble. He didn't believe that Xiao Ying would set up this game against him, a fortune teller who didn't have much money.

Although he has made some money by fortune-telling over the years, he has also spent a lot of money to see this disease, and the money in his hand is not enough, which is not enough for the other party to spend so much effort to set up. There are more fortune tellers on this street than you have money, so why target yourself.

If this is the case, it can only mean that the other party can really perceive the heavens and calculate that he is suffering from an unspeakable disease.

However, of course, Xiong Xueguang couldn't go down in front of everyone to ask the other party for guidance, so he just smiled and didn't speak, and returned to his stall.

Another fortune teller was better with him, and leaned up to him and whispered to him if it was true. Xiong Xueguang just prevaricated with a smile on his face.

Director Long saw that Xiong Xueguang didn't cause any more trouble, so he crossed his waist and said loudly to Xiao Ying in the attitude of a victor: "Mr. Xiao, if someone gives you trouble in the future, you will come to me." I'm in the alley street office. ”

Xiao Ying nodded and did not speak.

Director Long then returned to the sub-district office with melon seeds.

There were still people watching the excitement around Xiao Ying's fortune-telling booth, waiting for someone to come to Xiao Ying's fortune telling, but after waiting for a long time, no one came, and those who watched the excitement dispersed.

Xiao Ying waited until noon, and no one came to look for him.

He has been thinking that it is not a way to wait for the rabbit like this, after all, he is not famous yet, and no one will come here, so he has to take the initiative to attack, or go to the hospital to see if there is a chance. At the same time, hungry, I had to go out to find lunch.

He stood up, put away the white cloth sign on the ground, patted his buttocks, and walked towards the alley.

Xiong Xueguang, who was not far away, had been paying attention to the movement here from the corner of his eye, and when he saw this scene, he also stood up as if saying to himself: "Damn, my stomach is uncomfortable, I have to go to the toilet." ”

He told the fortune teller next to him to help take care of the stall, walked out quickly, held his stomach, and followed Xiao Ying to the entrance of the alley from a distance.

Xiao Ying walked to the snail snack at the entrance of the alley, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

Aunt Tian had already gone to the hospital, and his mother, Grandma Tian, was helping to look after the store, and she had heard her daughter talk about fortune telling, so she greeted her very warmly and said, "Mr. is here, do you want to eat something?" ”

Xiao Ying looked at the entire recipe posted on the wall and said, "Let's have a bowl of beef noodles." ”

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