Chapter 6 A skill in hand

Such a beautiful scenery is really refreshing, but compared to the stomach, these spiritual food are a little insignificant, standing on the antique, blue brick and ink tile streets, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, Qin Muyao was a little dazed, and the dry food and dried meat snatched from his package were just a little.

At most, it will be enough for her to eat tonight, if she can't find a job, it is estimated that she will starve from tomorrow onwards, wandering on the unfamiliar street, Qin Muyao is a little confused, in the novel, isn't the time travel on TV all have a golden finger to use?

How did she get here, let alone the golden finger, it is three meals a day, and the sleeping place is a problem! This art is really higher than life!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, send it to Doctor Song!" Just when Qin Muyao was in a hurry, his body was hit and almost fell to the ground, and when he turned his head, he saw a group of people carrying an old man wearing a brocade robe hurriedly running forward.

Just now she seemed to hear the person in front of her say that she wanted to go to the medical hall, she was studying medicine, and if she wanted to find a place to eat, she had to give full play to her expertise, it seemed that the words of the ancestor could not be forgotten.

'With a skill in hand, you really don't have to worry about going out. 'People grow up eating whole grains, how can anyone not get sick, as long as she is sick, she needs a doctor, and as long as she needs a doctor, she will have a job.

Thinking like this, Qin Muyao quickened her pace, caught up with the group of people in front, and stood in front of the largest medical hall in Liangcheng, Jishitang, and watched the group of people carry the old man into the house and kowtow to the old doctor in the room with half-white hair, goatee, thin cheeks, and sunken eye sockets.

"Doctor Song, my father, when he was eating fish today, he was stuck in his throat by a fish bone, and he coughed and bleed, what do you think he should do now? Please save him!"

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground kowtowed and kowtowed to Dr. Song, Qin Muyao thought it was a big trouble! It was just that he was stuck in the throat by a fish bone, if only a young man directly poured two mouthfuls of vinegar, it was an old man, and it couldn't be so simple and rude.

"The old man is very old, and the old man really doesn't dare to do it easily!" Doctor Song, who was standing on the edge of the soft couch, looked at the old man with red cheeks, and sighed a little embarrassed.

Qin Muyao, who was standing at the door, watched Dr. Song's action of touching the goatee, and he couldn't figure out if he really couldn't save it, or if he wanted to make more money, and he couldn't make a move easily, so he watched with the people around him.

"Doctor, I have silver, you can do as much as you want, just ask you to save my father!" The young man kneeling on the ground, pulling Doctor Song's sleeve, kneeling on the ground was already rippling with tears, and Qin Muyao couldn't bear it in his heart.

"This matter is not a matter of silver, it is that the old man really doesn't dare to do it easily, and even if I do it, I may not be able to save Wang Yuanwai!" Looking at the kneeling person on the ground, Doctor Song was also a little apprehensive in his heart, this thing was stuck in people's throats, and he didn't know where to start.

"Doctor Song, you see that my father is already like this, now I can only beg you!" That is, the dead horse is treated as a live horse doctor, no matter what the treatment looks like, it is not your fault, we are all responsible for it, this is what the young master of the Wang family means!