Leaving Luoyan Island, Yang Fan drifted on the sea for a month, during this time his dry food had already run out, food and water were problems for him to solve, although he had the relief of the Occupancy Technique, but it could not solve the fundamental problem.

Therefore, in the following days, after Yang Fan woke up every few days, he would catch some fish and shrimp from the sea for consumption, and when he was thirsty, he would use the natural distillation method in physics to collect water during the period when he was resting, but the water droplets accumulated in a few days were enough for Yang Fan to use for his own functional needs.

Finally, Yang Fan was relieved when he heard the sound of the waves hitting the rocks on the shore not far away, and thought that although he had been in danger in the past few months, he was still terrified every day, and he felt a lot of emotion for a while.

But now, it's all over.

On the shore, Yang Fan touched his long, messy and dry beard and hair, and then picked up the scimitar in his hand and dealt with it briefly on the calm seaside.

After walking a few miles along the shore, Yang Fan finally saw a market in a fishing village.

The people in the market are dressed in simple scores, and their heads are either tied with bundles of hair or turbans, which look very similar to the style of the Han people of the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Fan had already accepted the fact that he had crossed over, because during the time he spent with the pupilless old man, Yang Fan had asked Dugu Yan too much information about this world.

got a haircut at the bazaar, repaired his beard by the way, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, Yang Fan found that after these days, his face had faded too much green, and he was much more mature and stable.

However, Yang Fan did not have silver taels and money tickets to pay to the head scissors opposite, so he had to take out a few wild ginseng from Luoyan Island as collateral.

The head scissors disagreed at first, but after hearing Yang Fan say that he had learned some medical skills and was a doctor, the head scissors immediately said that he did not charge money, and very politely invited Yang Fan to his home as a guest.

Yang Fan was really hungry and uncomfortable at the moment, and he was not polite, and immediately agreed to the invitation of the head scissors.

When he arrived at a poorly built house in the southwest corner of the fishing village, Yang Fan found out that the head scissors nominally invited him to sit as a guest, but in fact he wanted to use himself to help the head scissors' daughter treat his stammer!

The shears had two small braids on her head, and the skin on her face was dark and dry, and her hair, perhaps because of her life by the sea, was as black and stiff as it was, and a little curly.

Yang Fan closed his eyes and remembered, then took out a golden box from the package on his shoulder, took out a golden needle of uniform thickness from it, and then let the girl's parents hold her body.

Yang Fan tried acupuncture for the first time, although he trained with the human acupuncture point map every day for a long time a few months ago, but he had not really practiced it, and it was inevitable that he would not believe it at this time.

He raised his hand and stabbed it at an acupuncture point on the little girl's chin!

The little girl immediately struggled, but fortunately, his parents were by his side and grabbed the little girl's wrist in time, leaving her unmoved for half a day.

Then Yang Fan put it in his hand, and the gold needle was wrapped in red brocade cloth by him, and wiped it before putting it back in his brocade box.

The little girl cried a few times, but suddenly stopped crying.

"Mother, this doctor pricked me with a needle......!!!"

The little girl looked at Yang Fan with an annoyed look, but her parents had a smile on their faces.

"Erni has been cured! …… God, O Divine Doctor! Dr. Yang...... Thank you! ……”

The haircutter's wife looked at Yang Fan with a look of relief, her rough old face was full of joy, and she kept praising and thanking Yang Fan.

However, when Er Nizi's mute was cured, Yang Fan felt that he should leave immediately, but what he didn't expect was that more than 30 families came to this small fishing village, and they tightly surrounded Yang Fan in the middle, hoping that Yang Fan could go to their house to help his relatives in the family heal.

However, the remuneration of these people will naturally not be less, some people will pay money, some will give things, and those who have nothing will kneel down and kowtow to Yang Fan non-stop.

Yang Fan looked embarrassed, after all, he still had important things to do, so many people looked from house to house, and he didn't know how long it would be delayed.

However, Yang Fan's heart was still ruthless, and finally nodded helplessly. qq

However, Yang Fan is naturally not a powerful person, on the contrary, he will not choose the object of medical treatment because of the reward.

The first went to the house of a lame man, whose old mother was seriously ill and had been bedridden for several months without getting up.

However, when Yang Fan took the pulse of the old man, he only shook his head, he looked at the cripple with some unbearable eyes, and said helplessly,

"The old man's time is short, no matter how high his medical skills are, he can't go back to heaven! ——”

As soon as Yang Fan Yang Fan finished speaking, the lame man immediately knelt on the ground, his scalp was bleeding, and he refused to let go of Yang Fan's calves.

"Well, if you are filial piety, I will make an exception!"

Yang Fan suddenly thought of the method of stealing the sky and changing the sun in the Golden Needle Crossing Acupoint Chapter in the Xuanhuang Treasure Record, but this method would damage his luck, Yang Fan didn't want to use it, but he really couldn't see the picture in front of him.

Yang Fan suddenly took out five golden needles from the brocade box on his body, then closed his eyes, and instantly pierced the five acupuncture points on the old man on the bed.

The old man snorted, then suddenly coughed violently.

Yang Fan sat on the side, but he didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Old man, your stubborn illness has been cured!"

Yang Fan said lightly, then turned around and prepared to leave.

However, the old man suddenly sat up from the bed and grabbed Yang Fan's arm.

"Doctor Yang, you can be merciful and help my lame son be cured!"

Yang Fan glanced at the lame man, then at the old woman, and turned around and left without speaking.

Yang Fan had already seen that the lame man's legs were deliberately pretended, but he did not expose them, because Yang Fan knew that the reason why the "lame man" was like this was just to win the pity of others and honor his mother.

But this practice does not know to be publicized and appreciated, although the reasons for his deception are good.

……

For the next dozens of days, Yang Fan stayed in this small fishing village for a long time, but on the last day.

……

"Doctor Yang, come and help me take a look, my little lady has always refused to eat, and I'm dying of sorrow!"

A fat guy with a beard invited Yang Fan to his bluestone courtyard.

Yang Fan didn't speak, just sat quietly on the stone bench in the courtyard.

"Ergua, hurry up and invite my little lady out!"

The cheeky man immediately gave an order to the subordinates behind him.

Soon, a low cry rang out from the room,

"Don't touch me, get out of here!"

……