Xue Congliang looked at the pictures of beauties on his phone, and looked at the fair-skinned beauties very excitedly, and his heart became happy. He expected that his first patient would be a beautiful woman. With his first place in medical school, he gave this beauty an injection and prescribed medicine, and then successfully cured the girl's gynecological disease.

Xue Congliang thought of this, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a satisfied smile, as if he was the only one in this room. When he took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone, he suddenly found that a person was sitting in front of him.

This is Xue Congliang's clinic, the first customer since it opened for three days, and he didn't know when he sat here. This completely broke Xue Congliang's beautiful illusions.

The man looked to be in his seventies, with a thin complexion, dull eyes, sunken eyes, gray hair, and dry skin. What especially shocked his vision was that there was a white spot on the right side of the old man's face.

"Old man, what is your surname?" Xue Congliang asked.

"I'm surnamed Xue." The old man spoke weakly, and his complexion was not very good.

Xue muttered from his conscience, there was actually an old man surnamed Xue, what a fate!

"Uncle Xue, are you old this year?" This is a question that most doctors ask.

"I'm 1,200 years old." Uncle Xue replied.

His uncle's is still a thousand years old, and I am still two thousand years old! Xue muttered from his conscience.

Maybe it's because Uncle Xue can't speak clearly, or maybe it's because Xue Congliang heard it wrong, this old man really knows how to joke, he is actually more than a thousand years old, and the joke is a bit big, Xue Congliang laughed unconsciously.

"Uncle Xue, you're over seventy years old, right? Hold your hand out and I'll give you a pulse. Xue Congliang found a relatively suitable reason for himself from the old man's words.

"No, you heard me right, I'm over a thousand years old." The old man's voice was a little small, but it was clear.

Xue Congliang completely ignored the old man's nonsense, he estimated that the old man had a problem with his head and was not lightly ill. Xue Congliang put three fingers on the pulse of the old man's right hand.

It's strange, according to the academic background of his top students in medical school, can't he still find Uncle Xue's pulse?

He repositioned Uncle Xue's pulse again, but, damn it, Uncle Xue's pulse was almost non-existent.

Cold sweat burst from Xue Congliang's head, and then it burst out.

I once heard a teacher say in school that there is a kind of patient with a special pulse. Although people can move, they are no different from ordinary people, but they have almost no pulse, and they seem to be weak and weak. The teacher said that such patients should be sent away immediately, and the sooner the better.

When the teacher wanted to explain the next situation of this kind of person, Xue Congliang and his tablemate missed the teacher's next explanation because they looked at the beautiful woman at the door together, resulting in their current ignorance. But the teacher said that there must be some truth in sending it away quickly.

Xue Congliang couldn't believe his judgment, this was the first patient he had opened his door, it was impossible.

However, judging from the pulse, Uncle Xue's life is facing a crisis, should he be sent away immediately? Xue Congliang fell into a contradiction.

"Uncle Xue, you are not sick, hurry up and get out of here, go home and cook something delicious, drink well, and recuperate." Xue Congliang said this, a little against his will, but he was helpless.

Uncle Xue didn't leave, saying that he was sick, and he felt that he was not lightly ill, so he had to Xue Congliang to take a good look at him.

Xue Congliang panicked, thinking to himself, if he doesn't leave, what happens to this old man, how can this be good.

Xue Congliang's face turned pale, and now, it was almost not the patient who came to ask the doctor, but the doctor who begged the patient to leave quickly.

Uncle Xue looked at the young doctor's service attitude, and he didn't have much hope, and was ready to leave. Before leaving, he put a somewhat old booklet on Xue Congliang's desk.

Xue Congliang glanced at it, what "The Soul of Xue Zhuang", at first glance, it was an inferior brochure printed by a hospital. Xue Congliang didn't care. The top priority is to send Uncle Xue out of Lu as soon as possible.

When Uncle Xue stepped out of the threshold, Xue Congliang breathed a sigh of relief. However, before this breath was finished, something happened-

I saw Uncle Xue, who was weak, like a noodle, and was paralyzed at the door of Xue Congliang's clinic. It's a pity that the old man was upside down on his back, and after he fell, his head hit the glass door of the clinic, and he only heard a bang, Xue Congliang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs were weak.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xue Congliang hurriedly opened the door and rushed out. The knowledge he usually learned in medical school still told him rationally that he could not help the old man up, but should be rescued on the spot. So, he pressed Uncle Xue's chest and began to do artificial respiration.

After a burst of panic, Xue Congliang broke out sweat, but Uncle Xue still closed his eyes tightly and did not move.

He looked up and wiped his sweat, and suddenly found that there was already a circle of people around, some were talking on the phone, some were looking at the old man on the ground, and some were shouting: "Kill people, cure people...... kill people" This cry is terrible, and people from all directions are pouring over like a tide.

At this time, Xue Congliang couldn't care so much, he wiped a handful of sweat, and the sweat on his face had already wet the cement floor on the ground. This old man finally explained Teacher Xue Congliang's words with practical actions, the disappearance of the heart pulse means that death is approaching, maybe he will die at that time, or he will die violently in an hour, whoever stands on it will be unlucky. It seems that this is a summary of the teacher's experience for many years.

Now, how can this be done on one's own head?

Xue Congliang pressed his finger on Uncle Xue's pulse again in his composure, and the pulse was still not moving, like a clock with a battery removed, without any sign of beating. Xue Congliang peeled off Uncle Xue's eyelids again, and found that his pupils had dilated and signs of life had disappeared......

Xue Congliang squatted on the ground, not knowing how to do it, he had just opened his business, and he encountered such a thing.

Lao Xue, they are both people with the same surname, why bother each other? Your death has left behind more than a pile of troubles, and you have also buried my good future as a doctor.

Xue Congliang knows how important his future as a doctor is. And this Uncle Xue gave him a blow to the head, so how can he gain a foothold in this medical industry in the future and how to develop in the medical industry?

Soon, the ambulance roared in. A few first responders got out of the car and squatted on the ground to check Uncle Xue's signs of life. They took some forceful measures, but they were also powerless.

Xue knew best from his conscience that these people were just putting on a show, and from a doctor's point of view, it was impossible to save people with dilated pupils, especially an old man of such an age.

At this time, a group of people suddenly appeared.

"You pay back my dad, you pay back my dad!" And there was a woman, sitting on the ground, who looked like this old man, who was his father.

Xue Congliang suddenly realized that this was a family member who came to make trouble, and it seemed that the big trouble was still to come.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xue Congliang was a little flustered, he was young and had never experienced such a thing. The appearance of family members, whether it is true or not, will lose money. Unscrupulous doctors, the infamy of curing the dead, will soon be detained on their bodies.

However, this matter, fundamentally speaking, the responsibility is not on him at all, Uncle Xue has had heart failure since he entered this door, and this is completely a natural death. People always have to die, but he died here, and Xue Congliang was unlucky.

These people who claim to be family members, regardless of these, at first it was a woman crying at the door, but now it has increased to three people squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, and it seems that the number will definitely increase after a while. Families are slowly gathering here. However, according to Uncle Xue's introduction, he doesn't have any family members, why did so many people come all of a sudden?

Xue Congliang squatted at the door and threw the white coat in the most hidden place, but this could not stop his doctor's temperament, and from a distance, it was the doctor here.

The onlookers, pointing and pointing at each other, told each other about what had just happened. At this time, Xue Congliang, who had calmed down, suddenly found that someone in the crowd was handing out business cards.

It's really weird, does anyone think this is a good opportunity to promote themselves? Where the dead are located, what is there to promote? Xue Congliang was very puzzled by this.