"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Ma Chunhua walked behind, and was a little frightened when she heard her son's startled scream.

"Mother, mother, I stepped on a dead man?"

Ma Chunhua, as a doctor, with the idea of curing diseases and saving people, trotted to her son, looked at the ground, and sure enough, there was a person lying down.

She hurriedly stepped forward to look at her snort: "It's still alive!" ”

"Alive? Are you sure? It scares the hell out of me! Wende hurriedly patted his chest and almost said the words of coaxing when he was a child, and he was not scared when he touched his hair.

Ma Chunhua stepped forward and pulled the person lying on the ground, he didn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly see that his face obviously had his son's half-pulled footprints, and suddenly Ma Chunhua was amused by his son's frightened appearance.

Thinking that although my son is the eldest in the family, he is only nineteen years old, and he is still a half-old child, and he is afraid that he will be frightened and deliberately jokes to relax his mood.

"Son, look at you, with a little effort, you have flattened this man's head like a ball."

Wende couldn't laugh if he wanted to, he looked at his mother a little embarrassed and said, "Mother, my son is about to pee his pants in fright, you don't forget to tease your son, let's hurry up and save people?" ”

Ma Chunhua restrained her smile at this time, carefully pulled the person's hair, and clearly saw the person's face, Ma Chunhua was a little surprised, isn't this person the arrogant man who cherishes words like gold and asks for food?

How did he get to such a point, didn't he take a meal for him?

"Mother, let's quickly find a doctor for him!"

Ma Chunhua saw Wende turn around and was about to find a doctor, so she hurriedly stopped her: "Don't worry, son, this old man is a man himself, you see?" ”

Following Ma Chunhua's gaze not far away, I saw a bamboo basket rolling down on the ground, with small heads, ropes and sickles in it, and a lot of Chinese medicinal herbs scattered inside.

"Mother, how can he faint when he is a doctor, could it be poisoning or a terminal illness?"

Ma Chunhua hurriedly squatted down to check his pulse, "You actually fainted?" ”

"Mother, will you see a doctor?" Wende is the first time since he can remember to see his mother taking the pulse.

"When my mother was at home, I was familiar with medical books, but after marrying your father, I ignored that I still have a skill, this person is old, his physique is a little weak, he is either thirsty or hungry, boss, you hurry up and buy something to eat nearby, be quick!"

Wende got up and looked, their mother and son are now in an alley, the market is about to end, but it is a bit remote here, there are not many people passing by, thinking about whether the mother will be in danger, but he is kind-hearted and thinks it is important to save people first.

"Mother, if you are in danger, you will scream loudly, and your son will run back immediately."

Ma Chunhua felt that her son was really filial, and she did not forget her mother's safety at this time.

"Go ahead, this old man is unconscious, it's all right."

Wende was relieved to take the copper coin and quickly run out to sell things.

Ma Chunhua took the opportunity to examine the person carefully, only to find that when the old man fell, a red envelope the size of a goose egg was swollen behind his head, and blood was faintly oozing.

There are no other internal injuries on the body, and there are some abrasions and scratches on the arms, he must have gone up the mountain to collect medicine, and this time he fainted mainly to hurt his right hand and the back of his head, and his right hand should have been fractured when he wanted to support when he fell.

Ma Chunhua took out the embroidery needle in her hand, after all, she is the heir of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is easy to save people with acupuncture and moxibustion.

After a while, the old man's eyes rolled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The old man didn't expect it. As soon as you open your eyes, you will see a huge face, and the fat body is like a wall blocking the dazzling sunlight, "It's you!" ”

Ma Chunhua saw that the old man recognized herself, and deliberately teased: "Old man, you haven't paid me back yet, how can you report to Lord Yama so easily?" ”

Zhang Zhen was a little confused, is this the person who just saved himself, why did he become a debt collector as soon as he opened his eyes, and he really wanted to faint again.

I remember when I fainted, although my body was unconscious, but my consciousness was always awake, and although I heard Ma Chunhua's words, I was suspected of collecting debts, but the fact was that she saved herself with an injection.

"Do you know how to heal?" Zhang Zhen is a little incredible, in the small town of Xinglin, can any old woman who sells fried chestnuts with sugar also know how to heal?

"You should know it in your heart, but I only have this embroidery needle in my hand, I'm afraid that Lu Ban has an axe in front of the class, I guess right, you are a doctor yourself."

Zhang Zhen was a little ashamed of himself, what if he was a miracle doctor, he still begged from others when he was down, and he still needed others to heal when he was sick.

In the past, he was a high-ranking miracle doctor, and he thought that he could be invincible in the world with medical skills in hand, but he didn't expect that now even a meal has become a luxury.

Hearing that Ma Chunhua woke herself up with only one embroidery needle, her eyes were still full of surprise.

I wanted to continue to ask, but I heard the old lady's son running back.

"Mother, mother, Chaos bought it back, is the old man dead?"

Zhang Zhen frowned a little, this kid doesn't look stupid or stupid, why just open his eyes and talk nonsense, can't such an adult sit on the ground and see it?

Ma Chunhua saw her son holding a hot wonton and running to take a bite, so she was afraid that her son's hands would be burned.

"Slow down, the person is not dead, Lord Yama dislikes him as a starving ghost and does not accept it, so he returns it!"

Zhang Zhen listened, is this a ridicule for not being able to afford to eat, but it is true, a dignified miracle doctor has fallen to the point of being ridiculed by a mother and son, what a shame!

"Mother, is he alive?"

"Nonsense, you've never died at all, you're running so fast, your hands are fine!"

The humble Wende smiled, put the chaos bowl in his hand on the car board, and said with a smile: "It's good to live, the stall owner said, people who are hungry and faint should drink something with soup when they open their mouths to eat, and my hands are rough and thick, and the meat is not hot at all." ”

Wende said that it was not hot, but his hand was honestly pushed back, for fear that the two would find that his hand was hot and red at the moment.

Ma Chunhua can't take care of her son's hands, even if she deals with it now, there is no cold water beside her, so it is important to save the living first.

Zhang Zhen is really hungry, he has never bought a full meal since he ate a bowl of tasteless noodles, he just wants to heal his leg as soon as possible so that he can get out of his predicament.

There were some wild vegetables up the mountain to satisfy his hunger, he was thinking of selling a little herbs to eat something to replenish his strength, but he didn't expect that his body couldn't support it when he was old, and he fainted at the mouth of the alley.

Although he was hungry and faint, he was always very picky, but he still said while eating: "The taste is a little worse, and the soup taste is a little lighter, if you add a little more salt to it, add a little ......."

Ma Chunhua listened and listened, a little angry, this person is really hypocritical, he could have saved someone's life better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, but after this person was saved, how could he feel so bad?

She stood in front of Zhang Zhen and stretched out her hand, stunned Zhang Zhen, who was eating, and asked, "What are you doing with your hand?" ”