Chapter 2: A Strange Book

Xue Congliang was thinking about how to compensate his family. After all, this old man died at the door of his own clinic, and he was somewhat responsible. Although there is no money, it is natural to express your heart, even if it is a psychological comfort to the family.

A good man is a good man, and when he makes up his mind, even if he smashes the pot and sells iron, he must compensate others.

At this time, a man, with a fat head and big ears, swayed over and handed him a business card.

The anger in Xue Congliang's chest was about to explode. Who still has the heart to look at your business card, haven't you seen something happening at Lao Tzu's stall? If you don't get it right, you're going to squat, and you're still handing out business cards, you're really tired?

Just as he was about to have a seizure, Xue Congliang found that this was not an ordinary business card, and a few words written on it attracted Xue Congliang's attention: "Medical assistance professionals".

Judging from the business card, this person provides quite a lot of business, such as professional squatting and crying, professional sales of drugs, professional doctors, and professional numbering......

Xue Congliang looked at it and suddenly understood a lot, it turned out that these people were the legendary "medical troubles", by cooperating with the patient's family, they were specially at the gate of the hospital, squatting and waiting, crying unreasonably, asking for medical expenses for the patient, and seeking grievances.

Now, though, why don't these people recruit themselves? Do they also want to get some oil and water from it?

Through the above analysis, Xue Congliang suddenly realized that these people were pretending to be Uncle Xue's family members, and then received compensation. Unexpectedly, in this world, there are still such shameless people who take advantage of people's danger and fall into the well!

"This eldest sister, what is your surname?" Xue Congliang asked the middle-aged woman who was crying with tears streaming down her nose.

"Our surname is Liu, and you return my father." However, as soon as this sentence came out, the woman felt that something was wrong, "My father-in-law's surname is Liu...... You pay back my father! ”

"Public or private? You say. Xue Congliang was about to turn around and leave, when a short and fat man came out from behind, and this man was still crying on the ground just now. Now, his eyes weren't red at all, and it seemed that he was just howling incessantly.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Xue Congliang was a little at a loss, and suddenly found that he had been surrounded.

"What do you say? You have healed the sick and the dead, and you want to ask us what we are doing? I'll give you a number, it's 50,000 privately, and it's not 50,000 if it's public, at least 200,000. The man's hair on the top of his head was a little thin, and his eyes showed a sly look, and he looked experienced.

It's ruthless! Who are you, your origin is unknown, open your mouth and shut your mouth, and ask for 520,000. Xue muttered from his conscience, it seems that he really encountered a robbery today.

"Do you give or don't give? If you don't give it to us, you will go through the regular channels, and we will call the police now, what about you, when the time comes, you will be sentenced to a few years, and after you come out, you will have to pay us money. The bald man continued to threaten.

"Call the police, I'll wait here." Xue Cong's conscience is open, and he is not afraid of these crooked and evil people.

"Little brother, see that you are also a novice, kill people to pay for your life, borrow to repay debts, you see that you are now, you have killed other people's fathers, and you have to pay tens of thousands of dollars, I will discuss it with you, the family will give you a step, what about you, let you take a step, and accompany 30,000 yuan, what do you think?" The man began to come up with ideas again.

It seems that this time, Xue Congliang could not escape, but he didn't expect a medical accident to turn into a robbery.

No matter when, you always have to leave yourself a way back, and the cunning rabbit is still three holes!

Xue Congliang actually left a way back for himself. From the teacher's teachings, he summed up an experience, and when he had no choice, he decisively used his back road.

However, what Xue Congliang didn't expect was that this last resort would come so soon.

Xue Congliang has just graduated, where can he have so much money, let alone 30,000 yuan, even if he wants 3,000 yuan now, he can't take it out. In order to open this clinic, Xue Congliang has borrowed 10,000 yuan from his hometown, and originally thought that he would earn money and pay off the loan together.

"You wait, I'll come when I go." Xue Congliang made an excuse, got rid of the control of these three people, and walked into his clinic smoothly.

These three people are still blocked at the door of the clinic, anyway, if the main entrance is blocked, Xue Congliang will not be able to escape, and he will be able to get 30,000 yuan in his hand.

Xue Congliang returned to the back room, took out a large travel bag from under the bed, this bag was empty, and it was a good tool for loading things. He put some valuable medicines in a bag. When the afterglow of his eyes swept to the book of "The Soul of Xue Zhuang" on the diagnosis table outside, he also quietly put it into his bag, after all, this was the only item left by Uncle Xue.

This person will become the pain of Xue Congliang's life, he wants to put this book by his side, and always warn himself that in the process of practicing medicine in the future, he must be strict with himself, and he must not be sloppy in the slightest.

Xue Congliang carried his bag and looked back at the clinic that had been open for three days, this was the place where his dream began, and it was also the place where he fell. Now, he's giving up this place.

"Why hasn't this kid come out yet? Hurry up! The three men outside began to shout.

Xue Congliang gritted his teeth, he pulled up a wall chart, and behind this wall chart, there was a door. He calmly pushed open the door and walked out of the room, and there was a wide open sight in front of him.

I could only hear the crying at the front door, and the noise of the crowd, and besides, hearing the whistle of the siren, someone had already called the police, and the police began to cordon off the scene. It is conceivable that soon, industrial and commercial personnel will also come to verify the situation, perhaps, they will cancel Xue Congliang's clinic, or, in conjunction with the medical law enforcement department, cancel Xue Congliang's medical qualifications.

This door is Xue Congliang's back door, and it is also a way out for himself to leave. Although he lost a lot of things, Xue Congliang protected his personal freedom. This trick is a bit detrimental, but people are floating in the rivers and lakes, and if they don't have a scheming, where is there a way to survive in this society.

Where there is life, there is hope. This is Xue Congliang's delaying tactic.

Xue Congliang carried his bag and walked blindly on the street, and before he had time to engage in his favorite profession, he was beaten to death by this old man Xue. Old man Xue not only lost his life, but also buried Xue Congliang's career.

He walked through the crowded streets with some confusion.

As the crying in his ears became farther and farther away, Xue Congliang's hanging heart calmed down a lot. He could have ridden his bicycle out, but in order to prevent too much movement, Xue Congliang didn't even get his own bicycle out. This escape can be described as throwing away armor.

Thinking of this old man Xue, Xue muttered in his conscience, this person said that his age is 1,200 years old, does anyone believe this? People are dying, and their words are also good, is the last paragraph that this old man said?

Xue Congliang was never curious, and in order to verify what the old man wanted to do, Xue Congliang was ready to find out.

Xue Congliang took out the book "The Soul of Xue Zhuang". This book is not too thick, and it is not much different from the average book on the market. Thirty-two folios, with an estimated number of more than 100 pages. The only difference is that the book is a bit old, but when Xue Congliang opened the book, he found that the text content inside was not printed, but handwritten with a brush.

These small characters immediately attracted Xue Congliang's attention. This book is even more attractive than pictures of beautiful women. The book is turned upside down, similar to the books of the ancients, and each line is also written vertically from right to left. However, the writing is neat, and it is clear that this is not something that modern people can write, which requires a great deal of patience and effort to complete.

Xue Congliang soon realized that this was not an ordinary book, perhaps this was a strange book, a strange book that had never been published.

The content of the book is the story of Xue Zhuang. Xue Zhuang? Isn't this Xue Congliang's hometown? Xue Congliang, who calmed down, suddenly realized that this book recorded the ancient legends of Xue Zhuang.

Xue read on with good curiosity.

It turned out that his own village, a long time ago, there was a god who stood up to the sky and the earth and had outstanding abilities, this person was also surnamed Xue, and he discovered the secret of Xue Zhuang a thousand years ago.