"Everyone's reasonable!" Pharmacist Lu's voice was like thunder, and he forcibly suppressed the noisy shouts.

A man walked out of the crowd, also with red eyes, and hissed exhaustedly: "What kind of reasoning! My son died after eating your medicine! ”

Pharmacist Lu stared at him and said, "Why don't you go to the doctor, just recognize that my family's medicine is wrong?" ”

There was a surge of anger in the man's voice: "Because I'm the doctor!" Am I going to joke with my son's life? ”

"My lock is three rooms and one son!"

"Suo'er is the lifeblood of my Yan family!"

"He can't do his best with his own son!"

……

A crowd shouted.

Xu Xiaole looked at this group of crazy people like fools, and shouted at the top of his voice: "My father will definitely be able to cure the disease?!" ”

Everyone was taken aback by this high-pitched questioning voice, and they didn't expect Xu Xiaole to have the courage to not retreat in front of so many people at this age.

Xu Xiaole took a step forward, glanced around, and asked again: "Does the level of medical skills have anything to do with my father's stepfather?" ”

The child's father laughed angrily: "You hairless junior apprentice, dare you accuse me of poor medical skills?" Ha, big joke! I, Yan Zhongqing, have been sitting in the hall for ten years, and I have cured not a thousand but eight hundred patients under my hands! How dare you say that I am not good at medicine! My son obviously took your bad medicine, so that the time for treatment was delayed! ”

Pharmacist Lu said: "There is no need to quarrel whether it is inferior medicine or not, you take out the medicine residue, and some of the old pharmacists can distinguish clearly." ”

Yan Zhongqing said angrily: "You know that the medicine residue is going to reverse the intersection, and you still ask me what medicine residue I want!" ”

Jiangnan customs: The medicine residue is poured at the intersection, and the disease is stepped on by thousands of people. Whenever the medicine is decocted at home, the residue is poured in the middle of the crowded fork in the road, telling passers-by to trample on the sickness. The illness of the family members will naturally be cured.

However, some people say that this is actually to let others take away the sickness, although the sick people are safe, but the people who step on the dregs of medicine will be seriously ill and unlucky.

Anyway, when people are sick, they believe in the former, and the medicine residue must be reversed. When you are not sick, you believe in the latter, and when you encounter someone who pours medicine residue at the intersection, you must take a detour for fear of getting sick.

Trouble is coming, and the evidence can't be obtained. Pharmacist Lu was also angry, and shouted: "Your family has taken a total of two flavored medicines, both of which are commonly used and common medicinal materials. You are a doctor who has been sitting in the hall for more than ten years, can't you tell the difference between the real and the fake! ”

Yan Zhongqing was furious when he heard this: "It's just that I didn't see it at a glance, and this loser girl fried the inferior medicine into it!" After that, he was going to beat his wife again, but he was stopped by the three aunts and six mothers-in-law and brother-in-law behind him, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet.

His wife didn't defend herself, she just covered her face and cried bitterly: "How did I know that such a big pharmacy would sell inferior medicine!" ”

Pharmacist Lu said, "There is nothing wrong with other medicines? ”

Yan Zhongqing became more and more angry and said, "Other medicines are mine!" There can be mistakes! Today I'm here to ask for an explanation! ”

Xu Xiaole took advantage of their saliva lawsuit, but his eyes fell on the door panel.

The "dead child" on the door panel did not move at all, but the chest and abdomen seemed to rise and fall slightly. He thought he was dazzled, but when he looked closely, he found that the "dead child" was really still breathing.

People breathe, of course, they don't die!

"Shut up, y'all!" Xu Xiaole raised his head and shouted, "This child is still alive!" What are you arguing about! ”

The entire Changchun Hall suddenly fell silent, so quiet that only the sound of everyone's breathing was there.

Yan Zhongqing hurriedly bent down, reached out to touch his son's pulse, burst into tears, and just muttered a sentence in his mouth: "How come?" How so? ”

Xu Xiaole said in his heart: Now is the friendship between Yin and Mao, and the qi is most abundant in the lung meridian and the large intestine meridian. As long as you don't really die, you will naturally breathe. You claim to have been sitting in the hall for ten years, and you can't even decide whether people are alive or dead, and you still have the face to ask what's going on?

Xu Xiaole shouted with a straight face: "Do you wish your son died early!" ”

Yan Zhongqing was very flustered, his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't feel the pulse at all, and was questioned by Xu Xiaole, muttering: "He was obviously out of breath last night, and he was out of breath...... How...... Could it be that the Bodhisattva opened his eyes? It must be the Bodhisattva who opened his eyes and knew that my family's lock should not be killed! ”

A group of foolish men and foolish women actually recited the Buddha's name in unison, thanking the Bodhisattva for saving Suo'er back.

Xu Xiaole was so angry that his head was about to break, and he scolded loudly: "Are you still a doctor!" The day should be in all seasons, and the night is winter. At night, he seems to be out of breath, that is because the qi enters the liver meridian, and he is waiting to be sprouted in winter! At dawn, it should be in the spring, the lungs are full of energy, and of course the breath is seen again! You, a quack doctor who can't even tell the difference between life and death, dare to treat people? Can you sit in the hall for ten years? ”

Xu Xiaole is reasonable, full of confidence, and scolds freely.

Yan Zhongqing's ironclad evidence of misdiagnosis was in front of him, and he was scolded so much that he opened his mouth and pointed at Xu Xiaole "You, you, you" for a long time, but he couldn't even say a whole sentence.

"Let me see."

The crowd parted, and another middle-aged man in a shirt squeezed in. He squatted down, patted Yan Zhongqing's shoulder, stared at Xu Xiaole, and said, "My surname is Zhao, I am sitting in Baomin Hall to practice medicine, and I am also the doctor who has consulted with Yan Gong in the past two days. ”

Xu Xiaole didn't know what etiquette to do, but he just nodded, but in his heart he had already classified him as a "quack".

Doctor Zhao squeezed Yan Zhongqing away, touched the child's pulse, tapped the child's chest again, and finally shook the child's head gently, shook his head and sighed: "Although he is not dead, he will definitely not live." ”

The child's mother sat down on the ground and almost fainted: "Still can't be saved?" ”

The little hope that Yan Zhongqing had just given birth to was crushed into ashes again, and her grief was even worse than before, and she jumped to her feet with hatred: "You are careless about human life!" Grass Kan human life! This kid won't let you go! I won't let you go! ”

Xu Xiaole also squatted beside the unlucky child and looked at it carefully.

The boy looked to be only six years old, his face was already blue, and his nostrils were black like bituminous coal.

Xu Xiaole stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the child's temple, and the child's head was immediately pushed to the other side.

The child's mother exclaimed, "What are you doing! ”

Yan Zhongqing came up and was about to kick Xu Xiaole, shouting: "You move my son one more finger to see!" ”

Pharmacist Lu hurriedly rushed forward, intercepted Yan Zhongqing before he kicked Xu Xiaole, and pointed at the Chinese medicine hoe in his hand: "Don't move!" Who dares to move! The official mission is coming! ”