Six o'clock in the morning.

The hum of the air conditioner and the chirping of cicadas outside the window compete to add another noise to the hot summer.

Years of biological clocks woke up Du Lengqiu on time. He washed up for a while, went to his desk, mixed the ink, and took out a wolf pen from the blue and white pen holder.

The pen barrel is crystal clear, the nib is smooth, it is a boutique that does not return to the church, and the price is expensive. This is Du Lengqiu's birthday present when he is ten years old. At that time, his parents were still alive at home, and they were not as depressed as they are now.

Spreading out the rice paper and holding the pen full of thick ink, Du Lengqiu's mood suddenly became calm, and all distractions disappeared. The pen walked the dragon and snake, the ink fragrance spread, and a "Manuscript for the Sacrifice of Nephews" was quickly written. After looking at it, Du Lengqiu shook his head, not very satisfied, threw the rice paper aside, opened the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" and read it silently.

Barbecue is just a side hustle for Du Lengqiu, who is a student at the Chinese Medicine Branch of the Medical College.

Like most middle school students, Du Lengqiu was familiar with Jin Guliang Huang Wen in his early years, and then the ghost animal Hong Kong style and sunrise anime took up a lot of his class time. By the time his prodigal son turned around and repented, he was already a sophomore in high school. In the last year and a half, Du Lengqiu spent ten times more effort than ordinary people, and was barely admitted to this medical school, which ranked second.

At eight o'clock in the morning, going downstairs, the heat wave was rolling in, Du Lengqiu brushed a small yellow car, rode in the streets and alleys of the city, shuttled through the traffic, and did not stop until a medical center on the street.

Chen Jiaming Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Next to the clinic is a porridge shop, the millet porridge is very authentic, and the vermicelli tofu buns taste excellent, so the business is always full.

"Boss, steamed buns, rice porridge, mustard. Without waiting for the bicycle to stop, Du Lengqiu shouted.

"It's ready. ”

Swipe the code to pay in one go, but unfortunately there is no place in the porridge shop, Du Lengqiu had to squat at the door, and after eating the hot rice porridge, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Du Lengqiu's time was very accurate, and just after breakfast, the owner of the clinic slowly shook out of the alley next to the porridge shop.

Chen Jiaming is a standard old Chinese medicine doctor, with gray hair and strong spirits, but there are a few old age spots on his face, which makes him look much older. Chen Jiaming's acupuncture was quite effective, making him a little famous in the city. It is said that his home has a set of ancient books from 600 years ago, which are very precious.

Du Lengqiu threw the bowl into the trash can, rubbed his hands to meet it, took the key, and opened the slightly rusty fence-type security door.

"Xiao Du, you come every day neither early nor late. ”

"Ha, a waste of time is a waste of life. Old Chen, I'm most afraid of death. ”

Chen Jiaming laughed, "People say that the older you are, the more afraid of death, I don't say that I am afraid of death, you are a hairy boy who is afraid of death!"

Du Lengqiu has been doing odd jobs in the clinic for nearly half a year, and his income is not much, but Chen Jiaming's guidance on his studies makes Du Lengqiu very satisfied. In the past, the school had schoolwork, and only came on weekends, but now it is summer vacation, and Du Lengqiu comes to report every day. came and went, and even the owner of the porridge shop at the door was well cooked.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Du Lengqiu wiped the counter clean, and the clinic officially opened. And Chen Jiaming turned on the air conditioner early, made tea, sat on a bamboo chair and read the newspaper.

Traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine in terms of publicity and treatment timeliness. Although the invention of Chinese patent medicine has made it a little stronger in recent years, it still cannot change the fate of the decline of Chinese medicine.

Chen Jiaming's TCM clinic was no exception, and there was not a single patient for the whole morning. Chen Jiaming doesn't care about the deserted clinic, his wife died early, he has only one son, he has already graduated with a doctorate, and now he is a surgeon in Hamburg, Germany, a serious Western doctor. There is no one to inherit this clinic, and sooner or later it will be closed.

Seeing that it was approaching noon, Du Lengqiu took the opportunity to take out a small notebook and open it. This small book records the various problems encountered by Du Lengqiu.

"Old Chen, look, this theory of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases ......" Before Du Lengqiu finished speaking, he saw two patients, a man and a woman, walking in.

The man was about fifty years old, honest and honest, but his mouth was a little crooked. The woman was about thirty years old, with wavy blonde hair, a big red dress, and a khaki bag on her shoulder, and behaved in a seductive manner.

"Doctor, take a look at what's wrong with my old Chen's face?" The woman spoke unhurriedly, with a little tongue-raising sound, which was very seductive.

After a brief diagnosis, Chen Jiaming confirmed that the man was face paralysis. In fact, everyone can see the symptom of facial paralysis, and the key is how to diagnose and treat it. To treat facial paralysis, Chen Jiaming chose acupuncture.

"Acupuncture takes five days for a course of treatment, and the price is 800 yuan. ”

"Can it be cured completely?" the woman asked, nonchalantly

"It depends on the results of further treatment. "Chen Jiaming is an old Chinese medicine doctor, he has suffered countless losses, and now he is old and refined, and he never talks to death.

"Okay, let's get started!" the corners of the woman's mouth twitched, revealing a mocking smile, and then took out eight hundred to pay for the consultation.

Chen Jiaming took out the needle box from under the counter and opened it, and more than 20 thin silver needles were placed in long order. The silver needle is extremely thin and soft, trembling in the hand, without any real ability, it can't penetrate the relevant acupuncture points at all, let alone treat diseases and save people.

Du Lengqiu's spirit was shocked, and he hurriedly walked to the side to observe. In the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, acupuncture is too shallow in the classroom and has no practical value at all. In this small city, Chen Jiaming's acupuncture methods are quite famous, and Du Lengqiu came for this, but unfortunately Chen Jiaming did not mean to teach.

Chen Jiaming held his breath and condensed, with a shake of his wrist, the silver needle had been pierced next to the root of the ear, and then the thumb and middle finger kept rubbing the silver needle, slowly going deep into the acupuncture point.

After piercing the four acupuncture points, before it was over, the man suddenly screamed, fell to the ground and rolled and foamed, as if he was going to braided his hair in the next moment.

"Oh, Lao Chen, Lao Chen, what's wrong with you? Come and see, the quack has healed the dead!" The woman rushed to the door, and as soon as her voice roared, seven or eight people rushed in, the first one looked like Sven and wore a gold-wire glasses, and the rest of the people were young and old, as inconspicuous as extras.

Du Lengqiu was stunned from the sidelines, these days, have even doctors been blackmailed? These people are too lacking in morality and smoking!

Chen Jiaming put the silver needle in his hand into the box and covered it with the old god, and then raised his head and asked slowly, "Which play are you singing?"

The gold-rimmed glasses were the eagle, and he smiled, "Old man, look at what you said, this is not a singing opera." There are young people in your old clinic who practice medicine without a license, and they have treated people with mental disabilities. ”

"Huh. I'm a lot older, you said it so seriously, be careful that I have a brain hemorrhage and splash you!" Chen Jiaming is serious nonsense, obviously seeing too much wind and rain.

"Practicing medicine without a license, it's your fault wherever you go. Accompany 100,000 medical expenses, forget it here. Otherwise, we will send this kid to the police station and see if there is any royal law in this world!" The man was excited, and then he came to his senses and shouted, "I saw this kid stabbing people with a needle, it was like killing a pig, this is obviously murder." ”

"Yes, I saw that too. Killing pigs is not so ruthless. ”

"Lao Chen, Lao Chen, you are really miserable!"

......

Du Lengqiu felt a chill in his heart, if it weren't for the evidence in hand, he was afraid that he would be trembling by these people. Now, he watched coldly and let these guys perform to the fullest, before he said lightly: "Shut up, everyone." ”

"This is the end of the farce! You second-class goods, scholars and blackmailers, you must first step on the plate. Look at the cameras behind you, tell me, do you really want to call the police?" Du Lengqiu stared at the eagle, pointing to the three large cameras on the left, middle and right above the door, and seemed to be smiling.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but look at the eagle.

The eagle's face turned red, and then disappeared, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Stupid Scarface, thinking about hooking up with big people all day long, spoiling the rotten monkey, two people are fat and thin, I'm afraid it's not one attack and one suffer. This time the time given to Lao Tzu was so short, and he was in a hurry, which made Lao Tzu famous and shattered.

He simply tore his face and sneered at Du Lengqiu, "Boy, don't be complacent too early." He turned to face Chen Jiaming, his face was cold like a slippery poisonous snake, "Old thing, you were playing with me before you rushed." Now I'll give you two options. Either you get rid of this kid right now and let him go, or our brother will be consumed with you. ”

"Our hands are dirty, we can't cure diseases and save people, and we are experts in pouring feces and spraying paint, do you want to try it?"

Chen Jiaming pondered for a while and sighed: "Xiao Du, wait a minute, I'll settle the bill for you, and you won't have to go to work tomorrow." With that, he glared at the eagle, "Now you can get out, right?"

When the eagle saw the steps, his face softened, and he waved his hand, "Let's go!"

The foaming man stood up and walked out, his face as usual, without the slightest embarrassment. The woman was even more enchanting and took the eagle's arm, eager to pounce on him, and twisted away.

Du Lengqiu was a little listless, he didn't know why these people were targeting him, but he understood that this matter was not over yet.

"Xiao Du, tomorrow morning, you can go to my house for a while. ”

"Okay, Old Chen. ”

"I'm old, and this clinic is closed or closed. Chen Jiaming stroked the neatly arranged light yellow wooden medicine cabinet behind the counter, muttering to himself, looking lonely.

After leaving the clinic, Du Lengqiu went home for a little resettlement, and then went to the vegetable market. He doesn't have time to be sad and sad, and he has to prepare for the barbecue in the evening, especially the vegetables, and he must pick fresh ones, otherwise, the taste will be greatly affected.

Eggplant, potatoes, leeks, ribs, chicken wings...... Du Lengqiu didn't want much of everything, but together, there were more than a dozen catties.

After going back, peeling the skin, slicing the slice, impregnation and impregnation, in short, although the business is small, there are many things to be busy, and when everything is cleaned up, it is already more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that the sun was still hanging, Du Lengqiu came to the desk again, spread out the rice paper, brewed emotions, and after a while, the pen was wanton.

...... Wei Er is very born, and he dreams of young morality. Zongmiao Hulian, stepped garden blue jade, every comforting heart. Fang period of the valley, He Tu rebelled against the thief, said that the soldiers were shun, Er's father was dedicated, and Changshan was a county. The rest of the time was ordained, and he was also in the plains......

After Du Lengqiu finished writing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was very happy. This time, compared with the original, although it is still far behind, it finally has a god-like, five-point similarity, and a lot of progress.

After washing the pen, collecting the ink, and cleaning up, Du Lengqiu pushed the car out and walked to the night market in the small city. When they arrived at the fixed location, set up their stalls, and heated the charcoal fire, there were already customers who began to come to the door.

Du Lengqiu sent away two waves of guests, and it was when he was in a happy mood, when suddenly a pair of men and women appeared in front of him, the man was in his fifties, and his face was a little crooked. The woman was thirty years old, dressed in red, with wavy blonde hair and carrying a khaki bag.

It's familiar.

The man skillfully lay down in front of Du Lengqiu's stall, and then foamed at the mouth, and the woman waved her bag and shouted, "Oh my God, Lao Chen, Lao Chen, you have food poisoning." Everybody came to see, someone got food poisoning. ”

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight more people came around, led by the man with gold wire glasses with bad intentions, and he didn't even change the fucking group performance.

Du Lengqiu, who has always been kind to others, only felt an evil fire rushing to his head, and he laughed instead of anger.

He casually threw seventeen or eighteen thin iron hammers into the charcoal fire and roasted them, walked out of the stall slowly, and slapped the howling woman in the face.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

No one would have imagined that Du Lengqiu, who had an honest face, would actually hit someone. According to the general script, an honest person like him shouldn't tremble and kneel and beg for mercy, right?

The woman's face quickly flushed and swollen. Her eyes widened, and she looked at Du Lengqiu in disbelief, her eyes red and she was about to go crazy. Du Lengqiu immediately kicked over, right in the lower abdomen. The woman immediately fell to the ground and retched.

Du Lengqiu grinned, revealing a mouthful of crazy white teeth, but he scared all the seven or eight group performers back two steps. The eagle also had palpitations, as if he was facing a lone wolf who had been hungry for more than ten days.

"I'm a doctor, food poisoning or something, I'm the best at curing it. Du Lengqiu grabbed the red-hot iron chisel from the carbon box with his empty hand, and the burnt smell came out instantly.

Du Lengqiu seemed to have no pain nerves, walked straight to the white foaming man, bent over, and stabbed the red iron drill into the man's armpit. The armpit is one of the densest places in the human body, and when it is pierced by more than a dozen reddish iron chisels, the thin summer shirt is pierced in an instant, and the taste is ......

"Ahh

The screams of killing pigs echoed in the night sky, and the man jumped from the ground like a zombie.

"Food poisoning, it's a simple thing. Du Lengqiu straightened up, looked at the eagle, and walked over with a cold face, "Friend, I see that you are also food poisoning." Come, come, the Lord will treat you too. ”

The eagle turned around in a panic, and fled in too much of a hurry, and his snow-white shirt was torn by the stall next to him, and he stumbled to the ground, and crawled away, in embarrassment.

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