After a while, Nalan Lingyun saw that there was no response in the house, so he walked lightly to the door, and after tidying up his clothes a little, he carefully pushed the door open.

The light in the wooden house was still quite bright, and Sima Jiu looked into the room curiously, only to see a middle-aged woman dressed in plain clothes, treating the sick.

The woman is of medium stature, slightly thin, with a graceful countenance, and a gentle and approachable demeanor.

Around her waist, a delicate cloth bag stood out, and the cloth bag seemed to contain many items and looked a little heavy, but nevertheless, the cloth bag hung from the woman's waist, like a jewel and the sun and the moon, complementing each other.

"Master! I am back. ”

Nalan Lingyun greeted the middle-aged woman obediently.

The middle-aged woman suddenly stopped what she was doing, and turned her head to Nalan Lingyun with a look, as if she was reproaching her for her frivolity and recklessness, but Sima Jiu and the others could see that the middle-aged woman's eyes were full of love.

Nalan Lingyun suddenly realized his abruptness, and immediately lowered his voice and said, "Master, the newly sent patient has been settled. ”

"Oh! Got it. ”

The middle-aged woman immediately turned her head and continued the healing thing in hand, no longer paying attention to Nalan Lingyun and his party.

Sima Jiu didn't know anything about healing, in his previous life, he was 'lucky' to go to the hospital several times, and the doctors and nurses he met were also quite dedicated, but compared with the middle-aged woman in front of him, they were like newcomers who had not finished their studies and were born halfway, whether it was their actions or attitudes, they were far from each other.

The middle-aged woman is skillful and focused, treating the sick as if she were her own child.

The doctor has a heart, and so do the viewers, Sima Jiu and his party all waited respectfully to the side, not daring to make a big move, for fear of disturbing the middle-aged woman.

"Qingqing Jing Ke: A bold doctor dares to snub the group leader so much, let's wait."

"Old man Yelu Chucai of Yuquan: And then?"

"Qingqing Jing Ke: It's gone, this hero just said it casually, I'm afraid you will be idle."

"General Wang Meng: General Ben still thinks you have made any big moves? You have disappointed General Ben too much. ”

"Qingqing Jing Ke: You can do it, you can go up!"

"General Wang Meng: This, this general has official business, he flashed first, you guys talk slowly."

"Mr. Xiangshan Lu Jiuyuan: This big sister of the doctor is practicing medicine to save people, you are making a lot of noise here, what kind of system is it."

"Sword Saint Pei Min: Young man, you must be patient, you must not be reckless, please be less impatient, @庆卿荆轲, if you can't stand it, just go home, drink a few jars of old wine, and lie drunk for ten days and eight days."

"Qingqing Jing Ke: Aged wine? What are you kidding, Ben Daxia has been lying in the coffin board for hundreds of years, not to mention old wine, it is ordinary soju, Ben Daxia...... It's been a long time since I've drunk the 'Crying Expression'. ”

"Yasheng Mencius: Then you can draw a wine jug on the coffin board, and you should paint plum to quench your thirst."

"Qingqing Jing Ke: Good idea, this hero will go."

......

After a long time.

"The wound has been treated, after you go back, pay attention to cultivation, don't do heavy work, in case the wound opens again, tomorrow, come back to change the dressing."

"Thank you, Mr. Miaochun."

"Mr. Miaochun?" Sima Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

In ancient times, 'sir' was another term for a doctor, and although Miao Chun was a woman, she was a doctor, and it was not wrong for patients to call her sir.

Moreover, 'sir' is also an honorific title for people, and the patient calls Mr. Miaochun in this way to express his respect and gratitude to Mr. Miaochun.

Mr. Miaochun bowed slightly, did not speak, there was a trace of fatigue in her expression, she watched the patient leave, and after taking care of it briefly, she fell on Nalan Lingyun and the others.

Mr. Miaochun said to Nalan Lingyun and his party: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

Li Jiancheng gave up his hand. "Doctors help people, save lives and help the wounded, Mr. Miao Chun is a predecessor of Qihuang, and it is an honor for us to have a glimpse of Mr. Ji's style here."

Sima Jiu and others also followed Li Jiancheng to greet Mr. Miaochun.

Mr. Miaochun smiled slightly and said, "Childe is falsely praised, I just do my duty as a doctor." ”

Subsequently, Mr. Miaochun asked Nalan Lingyun, "How is the situation of the new patient?" ”

"Not good, especially the man."

"Lead me to see."

"Master, take a break, I've already seen more than 30 patients today."

"Out of the way."

In Tianchi Medical Village, there are all wooden houses, and the houses are built by the mountain, which is simple and elegant.

Most of the houses are isolated from each other, the houses are small, and apart from the necessary activity space and windows, there are only two hospital beds, and the doors are hung with wooden boards engraved with numbers.

Outside a wooden house with the number ninety-seven engraved on the wooden board, Sima Jiu and his entourage were waiting with a solemn expression.

Li Jiancheng clasped his hands into fists on his abdomen, pacing back and forth in front of Sima Jiu and the others, looking at the wooden house from time to time, his eyes flashing with anxiety.

After a while, he stopped and asked Sima Jiu earnestly: "Ninth brother, you say, why haven't Mr. Miaochun and Miss Lingyun come out yet?" ”

"Brother Jiancheng, this is the sixth time you have asked."

"yes, how long have they been in?"

Sima Jiu made a rough estimate, "It's almost a quarter of an hour." ”

"Huh? It's been a long time since I feel about it. ”

"Brother Jiancheng, don't worry, with Mr. Miaochun and Miss Lingyun here, Brother Shujie will be fine."

"Hmm!"

"Old man Yelu Chucai of Yuquan: This guy has been dangling all the time, and I am almost stunned by him!"

"Qingqing Jing Ke: I bet you should be talking about the current state of the group leader."

"Group leader Sima Jiu: Well, what, although he is a little dizzy, he can't blame Brother Jian, he is also worried about Wang Qi's injury."

"Sword Saint Pei Min: Although Li Jiancheng and Wang Qi are friends, they are more like relatives, don't you see, along the way, what Li Jiancheng cares about the most is Wang Qi in a coma."

"Group leader Sima Jiu: Brother Jiancheng once said that Wang Qi is his teacher and his friend."

"Mr. Xiangshan Lu Jiuyuan: Closest relatives, kindest and confidant, also teacher, friend and neighbor, Wang Qi has a friend like Li Jiancheng, I really envy me."

"Yasheng Mencius: Three friends of the beneficiary, three friends of the loser. Friendship, friendship, friendship, and benefit; Friendliness, friendliness, friendliness, and damage. Li Jiancheng treats people like this, it seems that the group leader and him are brothers, and they really make friends. ”

"Qingqing Jing Ke: With this mentor and friend, what more can a husband ask for."

"Group leader Sima Jiu: Don't envy this group leader, who called me the most handsome person in the group!"

"Qingqing Jing Ke: '/Vomiting expression'"

"Yuquan Old Man Yelu Chucai: '/ Vomiting Expression'"

"Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuanming: What, general, you should continue to tell the story of cutting off Qianyan, I really can't stand the group leader."

"General Wang Meng: You finally remembered me, okay, General Ben will tell you in detail."

......

Half a moment later, as the wooden door opened gently, Feng Li reminded Li Jiancheng: "They are out!" ”

Li Jiancheng walked quickly to Mr. Miaochun, and asked anxiously: "Mr. has worked hard, I don't know how the situation of the uncle is doing?" ”

Mr. Miaochun looked at Li Jiancheng with concern and said, "The situation is not very good!" ”