On the opposite seat sat a man of about fifty years old, with white temples and a ruddy complexion, looking at the child with soft eyes, giving people a very kind feeling.

"Uncle, this kid has been crying for a long time, and I don't know what to do?"

The little daughter-in-law beside her coaxed the child with a sad face, and when she spoke to the old man, her voice was full of helplessness.

"Come, I'll take a look, little comrade, let's change positions."

The old man was well dressed, wearing a black tweed coat and black bright leather shoes, and his temperament was even more distinctive, and he was very polite when he spoke, which made people very willing to listen to his orders.

"Okay."

Li Yingxue nodded and stood up, changed positions, and raised her hands, if she could not let that child cry anymore, and return her ears to be clean, it would be great.

After the two changed positions, Li Yingxue looked at the opposite side curiously, the old man first checked the child's pulse, the child was very dishonest, he was not impatient at all, touched the child's head lovingly, and comforted him softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'll show you, you won't feel bad when you see it."

The child was only two or three years old, although he was not too sensible, but he could understand the words, and honestly let him see, without struggling anymore, but still sobbing and shedding tears.

The old man finished checking the child's pulse, and asked the woman to lay the child flat on the seat, and lifted his clothes, revealing his bulging belly, and he gently tapped the child's belly with his fingers, and the child rolled up uncomfortably, crying louder.

"The child's stomach is swollen, and he inhales cold air, and he still has a little food accumulation, so he will be uncomfortable and crying."

The old man nodded after seeing it, and while telling the little daughter-in-law the cause, he took the baby's navel as the center and gently massaged the baby's belly with the palm of his hand in a clockwise direction, and the child struggled uncomfortably.

It's just that the little arms can't twist the thighs, and they can't break free from the shackles, so they can only open their mouths and cry.

"Don't cry, the more you cry, the more your stomach rises, the more uncomfortable you will be."

The old man continued to move his hands and spoke to the child in a gentle tone, as if he was communicating with an adult.

At this time, many people came to watch the excitement, and they all wanted to see if the old man's medical skills were effective?

After about five or six minutes of massage, the old man began to lift the child's legs back and forth again, and the child's crying was no longer so poignant, as if it was more comfortable.

After about five or six minutes, the old man stood up and took off his luggage on the luggage rack, and opened it in front of everyone's eyes.

Li Yingxue's father likes antiques, and sometimes he takes her to visit the antique market, and she can see that the box is an antique, at least from the former Qing Dynasty, maybe further.

Just this wooden box is worth a lot of money, and looking at his outfit, temperament and demeanor, he is not an ordinary person.

After the old man took out the box and opened it, he took another glass bottle and opened it as well.

Li Yingxue smelled the smell of alcohol and stared curiously, all the silver needles used in the box were for acupuncture, slender and shining.

The old man took out a cotton wool, dipped it in alcohol and wiped the silver needle, wiped one and pricked a needle into the child's stomach, the child was frightened and cried, the little daughter-in-law looked at the long needle and panicked, forgot to press the child, and stared at the old man nervously.

"Hold on, don't let him move."

The old man frowned and scolded, Li Yingxue looked at the little daughter-in-law's flustered appearance, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet?

Busy with the help of the child, as an assistant to the elderly.

With a strong curiosity about this old man, she hid a small calculation in her heart, and her big smart eyes stared at the old man's movements.