Chapter Seventy-Two: Prison Doctor Liu Piyin

Oh damn it, this guy has the same reaction as his forehead!

Lin Chuang didn't dare to laugh, for fear that the makeup he had just put on would fall off, so he could only endure it, stabbed Wu Liangce's big belly with a civilized stick, shook his head and said to this ignorant guy: "It's delicious, you can't teach if you don't work." ”

"Hahaha......!" Tian Biyu's thousand-year-old cold noodles were finally defeated by these two goods, and she leaned back and laughed.

As soon as Lin Chuang spoke, his stuffing was revealed.

"Ah, Kotaku? Is this a small otaku? I'm dreaming, right? Wu Liangce couldn't believe his eyes, how he didn't look like it, but his voice couldn't be more familiar.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......." Tian Biyu smiled and nodded.

"Give the old man the box in Xiao Yu's house and carry it to the car!" Lin Chuang stroked his beard and ordered Wu Liangce.

"Hey." Wu Liangce came out of the box in a daze, and when he saw Lin Chuang's eyes smiling, he finally came to his senses: "No, what old man?" The old horseman is about the same! ”

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Lao Tie didn't recognize himself, and Lin Chuang finally put his mind at ease.

He sent Wu Liangce back to the bureau and drove to the vicinity of the "Rejuvenation Hall" by himself.

Park your car on the way from the Shimohaku Branch to the "Rejuvenation Hall" and observe the "Rejuvenation Hall" from the car.

The license plate number has been changed, so he is not worried that others will notice his car.

After observing for more than an hour, I found that there were really a lot of patients, and if you look at the costumes, there should be three teachings and nine streams.

This shows that Liu Piyin's medical skills are quite clever.

Lin Chuang got out of the car, put on a top hat, straightened his long shirt, collapsed his waist slightly, steadied his steps, imagined himself as a university professor, and walked to a bookstore called "Book Lover" next to the "Rejuvenation Hall" step by step.

He wanted to inquire about Liu Piyin's situation from the side.

There is a water sign hanging at the door of the bookstore, which reads: "Enter the store as a courtesy, today give 37 exquisite bookmarks, first come, first served" The words "A vase is placed in the glass window next to it, and a blooming peach blossom is raised in the vase, which is bright and dripping, and it is very popular.

Lin Chuang entered the bookstore and found that there were really a lot of people, many of whom were holding a book on the side of the bookstore to read - it seemed that a small bookmark was still very tempting.

Lin Chuang walked towards the attractive peach blossom first, and just wanted to stretch out his nose to sniff if there was a fragrance, but found that it was a silk flower.

It's just that the silk flowers are very realistic, it seems that they have just been washed with water, and they add the saying of "three peaches and four apricots", which is very suitable for the situation, and it has achieved the effect of being fake and real.

can put out a peach blossom at this time, and the shopkeeper is also a caring person.

"Sir, today's free bookmarks have been delivered, do you want to buy books or read books?" As soon as Lin Chuang turned around, a middle-aged man with glasses came over to say hello.

Looks like it's supposed to be the shopkeeper.

"You are?"

"I am the shopkeeper of the bookstore, surnamed Yin."

"Oh, it turned out to be Shopkeeper Yin. If you buy a book, is there a second volume of Mr. Hu Shizhi's "Outline of the History of Chinese Philosophy"? Lin Chuang deliberately lowered his voice, slowed down his breath, and asked in a hoarse voice.

It sounds a little old, at least I can't hear the original sound.

Lin Chuang was quite satisfied.

"Nope. Old man, Principal Hu only wrote the first volume, and I have never heard that he wrote the next volume? "Middle-aged humane.

"Mr. Shizhi once said that he must pay the next volume, more than ten years have passed, and there is no masterpiece coming out, and the old man sees that he is busy with mundane affairs, and has no intention of learning. It's a pity, it's a pity! Lin Chuang sighed in a very regretful tone, interpreting the spirit of an old pedant very well.

"Yes, President Hu asked so much, it's a pity not to make up the next volume. Sir, do you want to read any other books? Shopkeeper Yin asked.

"Nope. Shopkeeper Yin, old decay, please ask about it. ”

"Sir, please."

"The old man has always had a hidden disease, I heard that Dr. Liu of the Rejuvenation Hall next door has superb medical skills, I don't know if the rumors are true?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Oh......." Shopkeeper Yin understood, and dared to love this old gentleman who wanted to go to the "Rejuvenation Hall" to see a doctor, but he didn't believe in other people's medical skills, so he came to the bookstore to inquire.

"Dr. Liu is a prison doctor, and he doesn't know if he is skilled or not, but he dares to take medicine anyway, and the amount of medicine is quite large. Therefore, the effect is fast, and the name of the miracle doctor probably comes from this. "Shopkeeper Yin has all the questions to answer, but when he talks about Liu Piyin, he has a contemptuous face.

"Oh, I see. Since Dr. Liu was born as a prison doctor, he must have done a lot of drug experiments on prisoners, so it may not be possible to improve his medical skills. In this way, the old decay really needs to take a look. Lin Chuang said.

This question and answer is quite mysterious.

Lin Chuang thought that as a neighbor, Shopkeeper Yin would definitely not speak ill of Huichun Hall, but he didn't expect Shopkeeper Yin to say that Dr. Liu's medical skills were all due to the large amount of medication.

If it were someone else, as soon as he heard this, he would definitely turn around and leave, and no one would go to such a prison doctor who dared to take medicine.

But Lin Chuang has to go, so he has to find a reason for himself to go to the doctor.

However, from the reply of the shopkeeper Yin, Lin Chuang heard that the two were not harmonious.

"May I ask Shopkeeper Yin, where is Dr. Liu from?" Lin Chuang asked.

Shopkeeper Yin really didn't want to reply to this old gentleman's words.

It's all so obvious that you're still going, isn't that sick?

However, seeing that Lin Chuang is full of silver hair and has an extraordinary temperament, I don't know where it is sacred, although he acts a little perversely, but he still doesn't offend.

"Old man, this Dr. Liu is a native of Nanjing, and he is very arrogant. Old gentleman, don't blame Yin for being too talkative, you better don't look for him to see a doctor, your body doesn't look so strong, don't let him be angry...... It's on. Shopkeeper Yin said more bluntly this time.

", according to what he said, is Liu Piyin a doctor or a robber? Is it to save people or to be angry? This shopkeeper Yin seems to have been angry with him a lot, I don't know what the festival is? Lin Chuangxin said.

"Don't hide it from the shopkeeper Yin, you are not afraid of things." Lin Chuang said very arrogantly.

After a while, he asked, "Listen to the meaning of Shopkeeper Yin, you have a holiday with him?" ”

Shopkeeper Yin listened to Lin Chuang's words very hard, his eyes lit up, and he said, "There is no festival." But this bookstore is his rented house. He was very unreasonable, and when my business improved, he began to raise the rent, and he couldn't be reasonable, which made people very angry. ”

"Doing business is not a cure. It is his power to raise the rent, and if you think the rent is too high, you can not rent. Lin Chuangdao.

"Business depends on popularity. I finally raised some old customers, how can I say that I will move? Shopkeeper Yin sighed.

"You have a point. However, probably Dr. Liu thinks the same way. Lin Chuang smiled faintly, looked at his watch, and saw that it was almost six o'clock, so he turned around and left.

"Well, what do you mean? There is a deep meaning in this old gentleman's words. Shopkeeper Yin watched the old gentleman go out to the Rejuvenation Hall, and slowly smacked his words.