"Doctor, I'm here to see a doctor!" A rough voice sounded in the Jiang Clan's Medical Hall.

This is a man who is about thirty years old, not too tall, his height is estimated to be only one meter eight at most, his figure is not burly, he is of medium stature, but standing there gives people a feeling of being unshakable like mountains and rivers.

What's weird is that this young man doesn't look like a modern person at all, but more like a closed man who came out of the deep mountains and old forests and has never been to the city, and he has a sense of time-traveling!

Because, he wore a coarse linen garment, just like the ancients wore it. And now in the winter, everyone has begun to wear padded jackets or down jackets, but this man is wearing such a thin one.

You must know that even if you are in the countryside now, as long as it is not the poorest mountainous area in the country, the problem of food and clothing has already been solved, and the colorful clothes that can be on board cannot be like this.

A young nurse took the initiative to come up with a strange look in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Sir, do you see surgery or internal medicine?" ”

The man's dress, as well as his unique temperament, attracted the attention and attention of many people as soon as he came in. For example, this little nurse couldn't help but mutter, "Why is this? This man looks like a wild man from Shennongjia, and he has no fashion at all, but he just gives people a very unusual and stylish handsome feeling? This feeling is a bit similar to our curator, there is a feeling that a woman is addicted to it and wants a moth to put out the fire! ”

The man took out a wine gourd from his waist, uncapped the bottle and poured a large sip of liquor into his mouth, and the nurse standing next to him could smell the pungent smell of alcohol.

"I don't look at internal medicine. I don't see surgery either. I'm looking at your curator here, Jiang Fei, the king of Chinese medicine acupuncture! The man said heartily. The voice is very loud. Taking a sip of wine is like drinking a sip of elixir and jade liquid, and the spirit is hundredfold.

"Look at our curator?" The little nurse was stunned.

In the last few days, their god dragon has not seen the head and tail of the male god curator. Since bringing a new administrator who likes to wear black silk, he has indeed often appeared in the hospital to see patients.

Today is no exception.

But Jiang Fei's qualifications are naturally regarded as an expert among experts, and general illnesses will not be treated, and only more difficult diseases will be treated. And, even then, if it's not a particularly urgent situation, you'll have to wait in line.

Basically, most of the people who queue up after 9 o'clock in the morning to buy tickets have no chance to see a doctor today. Only wait until tomorrow.

And now, it is already eleven o'clock at noon, and it is naturally impossible to line up with Jiang Fei at this time.

The little nurse quickly explained, "Sir, what is your condition?" If it is not a particularly serious disease, you can go to other doctors in our clinic for treatment, and every doctor in our clinic is very skilled and can be trusted. ”

"But if you insist that our curator help you see it, then you'd better come to our clinic early tomorrow, and it's best to come to the queue before half past eight."

The man in coarse linen clothes with a wine gourd hanging on his waist frowned when he heard this. said: "So troublesome? Forget it, I'd better go to your curator myself. ”

As he spoke, the man took a stride and easily bypassed the nurse. Head inside.

Waiting for the man to walk several meters away, the nurse reacted and hurriedly trotted to chase after him. Now the little nurse's mind is still a little confused. She didn't seem to see this man move just now, why did she suddenly walk so far?

"Sir. You wait......"

This man is very peculiar and has never been to the Jiang Doctor's Hospital. But the structure of Jiang's Medical Center is very clear, and all the qiē is well understood. Because he didn't need to ask for directions at all, he ran straight to the place where Jiang Fei was in a daze and accurately.

Moreover, no matter how the little nurse behind him chased after him, the man kept walking unhurriedly, but he always made the little nurse unable to catch up with him, which was extremely weird.

"Here we are." The man smiled, looking at the front of a door with tables and chairs full of patients, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen Jiang Fei.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked outside the gatehouse, he saw Jiang Fei in the doorway, who was casting a silver needle on a young man's stomach.

The man had never seen Jiang Fei before, but he stood outside the door and looked at Jiang Fei with stunned eyes, extremely sure of Jiang Fei's identity. And when he arrived, he didn't go any further, just waited at the door with a smile on his face, took out the flask and began to drink.

At this time, the panting little nurse finally caught up, grabbed one of the man's arms, and wanted to pull him away, and said a little anxiously: "Sir, our curator's account is over today, and there is no time to treat others." If you need it, please come back early tomorrow morning! ”

"Xiao Fang, you go to work, don't worry about this person, let him stay." Jiang Fei pointed at the silver needle on the patient's body and rotated slightly, and said without looking back.

The little nurse was a little stunned when she heard this, looked at Jiang Fei with her eyes, and then at the strange man, and finally nodded and left.

About two minutes later, Jiang Fei took out all the silver needles on the patient's stomach with a sigh of relief, and then handed the silver needles in his hand to the nurse next to him for disinfection.

"Alright. After this time, your stomach is fine, and you don't have to come back in the future, and you don't have to have surgery again. Your stomach dysfunction this time is actually caused by the failure to do a good job in the last operation and the failure to recover after the operation. Jiang Fei said.

The patient got up from the hospital bed and put on his clothes, and a middle-aged woman next to him, the mother of a young boy, quickly nodded and thanked and said, "Thank you so much, Dr. Jiang!" You don't know, my son's stomach disease has caused our family a lot of trouble over the years, and many doctors have been found to no avail. Dr. Jiang, you deserve to be the best doctor in our country! ”

Jiang Fei smiled and nodded, not saying anything more modestly.

After the mother and son left the outpatient room, they went out and said to the patients waiting outside, "I'm sorry, everyone. That's all for this morning's treatment. Patients who have registered will come back at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Although it was not yet time for the lunch break, the patients did not say anything and left with a smile.

In front of the patient, the hospital is the party that occupies the initiative, and few patients can resist. It's like medicine money, you can say as much as you want, and you can bargain like buying clothes.

What's more, Jiang Fei's medical skills are famous all over the country, and the reputation of Jiang's Medical Center is too good, and the patients who come to see the doctor are all very respectful to Jiang's Medical Center and Jiang Fei, so naturally they will not be dissatisfied because of this.

After everyone left, the strange man with the wine jug in his hand smiled and said, "See me now?" ”

Jiang Fei's eyes narrowed and said, "Change places to see you." But before that, tell me by name. You know me, I don't know you, it's so unfair. And to see a doctor, you always have to register, don't you? ”

"Plateau, little drunkard......" the man replied with a nod.

When Jiang Fei heard the name, he nodded, and there was no unusual expression on his face. But his eyes narrowed slightly, with a touch of caution, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

The name 'Highland Little Drunkard' had never been heard of before, and he had never heard of it.

However, before returning to Jincheng, when he met the No. 1 master of Wudang Mountain, Qing Xu, at the Central Guoshu Hall in the capital, Jiang Fei asked him a question, how many of the top masters in the rivers and lakes in China are there today, and those people can be comparable to his cheap master Xuanjizi!

As a result, Qingxu Daoist said that in today's rivers and lakes, there are almost no people who can compete with his master Xuanjizi. Even if it is the master of the Qingxu Dao, it is not comparable to Xuanjizi at all.

However, there are indeed a few unworldly people in today's rivers and lakes, who have lived in seclusion in the rivers and lakes for many years, and few people in the rivers and lakes know about it.

Compared with these people, the so-called famous families and so-called top masters in the rivers and lakes are too immature.

Even the Qingxu Dao Chief, the number one master on the bright side of Wudang Mountain, is too weak compared to these hermit masters, and he is not an opponent at all.

Even according to what he said, with his strength, in fact, in the hands of these masters, it is very difficult for him to even survive ten moves!

The cultivation of the head of the Qingxu Dao is combat effectiveness, but it is comparable to the truth of Miyamoto. Therefore, Jiang Fei roughly speculated, I am afraid that these real hermit masters, he may not be the opponent of others now.

And these people, Jiang Fei remembered them very clearly because he had clicked in his heart at that time.

The Qingxu Taoist said that there are three, there are the 'Dong Wangye' in the white water of the Northeast Black Mountain, the 'drunkard monk' on the plateau, and the 'Wild Grass Daoist' under the Lu Mountain.

The little drunkard on the plateau, what Jiang Fei can naturally associate with is the 'drunkard monk' of the plateau!

Not only are these two people from the same place, but they both call themselves drunkards, and it's hard not to associate them.

Jiang Fei nodded, took off his white coat, and walked out of the tavern with this strange man dressed in coarse linen.

He didn't know whether this person's intention was good or malicious, so he naturally had to be a little cautious in his heart to prevent the other party from making any small moves.

In the process of leaving, Jiang Fei asked, "Plateau drunkard?" Listening to your name, it should have a lot to do with the 'drunkard monk' on the plateau, right? I don't know what the relationship is. ”

The strange man was a little surprised when he heard this, but then he smiled heartily and asked, "Why, have you also heard of my master's name as an old man?" It's not easy. Now, in this world, there are actually very few people who know about my master. ”

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