The small park is just across the street from the Health Authority.

There is a farmer's market not far away, and many old men and ladies will stop and chat in the small park after buying vegetables in the market.

On a bench in the park for people to rest, two old ladies are sitting and chatting, each with a vegetable basket full of leeks, turnips, and cabbage.

One of the old ladies moved her wrist and said, "Sister Chang, look at my hand, after being acupuncture by the little doctor Xiuwen, I have never shaken it again, I am really a capable person!" “

The old lady who was called Sister Chang by her said thoughtfully: "Yes! We are blessed, we met Yang Xiuwen, a little medical fairy, who has been cold for many years, and a few stitches will be fine, and since then, it has never hurt when it rains on a cloudy day.

At that level, if it were those experts, the famous doctor would not be ashamed to die when he saw it, he didn't have the ability to fart, and the spectrum was quite big, phew! “

"Hello two grandmothers! I heard you talk about Yang Xiuwen just now. This kid still has this ability! In front of me, not a word was missed, and even I was hidden! “

A voice sounded from the side, startling the two old ladies.

Turning around, they saw a young man standing behind them, and the old lady surnamed Chang asked suspiciously, "Young man, you know Yang Xiuwen, don't fool us." “

This young man is Lai Yingjun, and when he passed by, he happened to hear the two old men talking about Yang Xiuwen, as if he was also treating them.

I thought to myself, you kid dares to practice medicine illegally, this is a crime, and you will be imprisoned if it is serious.

Boy, it seems that God is helping me, offending me, there is no good end!

No, I'll have to talk to the two old guys, and if they're talking about their enemies, that's great.

Talking to his father can be regarded as helping his father, defeating an illegal medical practitioner and increasing his political achievements.

Feng Min, don't you like him? When the time comes, you won't have to come and ask me for help.,At that time.,Hehe.。。

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, the more beautiful I thought, and I actually smirked.

The two old ladies looked at each other and didn't reply, and Lai Yingjun, who was smirking vigorously, shouted, "Hey, boy, what do you say?" What are you smirking at, you won't be sick! “

Lai Yingjun was woken up by the shouting in the middle of the lewdness, and when he heard the old lady talking about him, he just wanted to turn his face, and suddenly remembered the cliché.

With a sunny smile on his face, he said, "Grandma, how dare I get you, the Yang Xiuwen you are talking about is not from the Department of Archaeology of Zhongjing University, I went to Nanyun for a scientific expedition some time ago, and I only came back recently." “

Another old lady said, "Sister Chang, he's right, that's what Mrs. Gu told me!" “

When the old lady surnamed Chang heard this, she said to Lai Yingjun: "Young man, it seems that you know him, you are friends?" “

Lai Yingjun almost jumped up with joy, and said more enthusiastically, "Two grandmothers, we don't just know each other, we are brothers, we went to Nanyun for scientific research some time ago, and we are together."

This kid has such a ability that even I can't hide, see if I can spare him when I go back.

Grandma, tell me how he treated you, it's really so good! “

A person's life goes through several stages, and these stages are almost identical.

When I was young, I liked to show off to my parents and teachers about my 100 points in exams, when I was young, I liked to tell others how good I was, and when I was an adult, I liked to let others know how successful I was.

When they reach old age, they like to boast about how amazing and filial their children and grandchildren are.

In their eyes, Yang Xiuwen is even prouder than his children and grandchildren.

Now someone took the initiative to ask, it is not a book listener meets a storyteller, and a river crosses the river to meet a ferryman, and it can't be more coincidental.

So the two old ladies said a word, and I said a word, adding oil and vinegar, and got to the bottom of Yang Xiuwen's consultation.

They forgot Yang Xiuwen's instructions when they saw the doctor, and forgot what kind of consequences this matter would bring to Yang Xiuwen if they let someone with a heart take advantage of it.

In short, they said that they were happy, and Lai Yingjun was satisfied.

Next, Yang Xiuwen's trouble came.

On this day, Yang Xiuwen was listening to Xu Changjie explain the origin of the Los Angeles shovel in the classroom of the Department of Archaeology.

On the podium was a thirty-centimeter-long iron tool, semicircular and sharp-polished. One end is barrel-shaped and can be attached to wooden, bamboo, and even iron handles.

Several wooden roots, more than a meter long, leaned against one side of the podium.

Xu Changjie picked up the iron piece and said, "This is the Los Angeles shovel, and its inventor is a clever tomb robber.

I can only sigh that the wisdom of the tomb robbers is great and infinite, and they have fully proved that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. This old saying. Ha ha!

It was first used for tomb robbing and later became an archaeological tool.

In the early 70s, when a Chinese archaeological delegation visited a certain country, they once gave a beautiful Los Angeles shovel as a gift.

In the early days of the Old China Kingdom, archaeologists saw tomb robbers using Los Angeles shovels to explore tombs, and discovered its magical usefulness.

Later, in the archaeological excavation of the ruins of Anyang Yinxu and the site of Yanshi Mall in Los Angeles, this shovel was used, and the contribution was great.

Nowadays, every archaeologist has mastered the basic skill of using a Los Angeles shovel to judge the depth and orientation of the tomb site through different soil qualities and soil layers. “

Xu Changjie's lectures are not rigid and rigid, and they are more humorous.

The students laughed from time to time, and the learning atmosphere was very high.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and several men in uniform walked in.

Xu Changjie stopped lecturing and asked, "Who are you, what's the matter, don't you know that we are in class?" Get out! ”

The leader was a middle-aged man, he glanced at Xu Changjie and said, "Professor Xu, we are from the Haidian District Health Management Inspection Section. Received a report from the public that one of your students was practicing medicine illegally.

On the orders of the bureau leader, I came to him to find out some information, and I had to interrupt your teaching.

I'm sorry about that, but don't worry, we'll be leaving soon, and we won't delay you for long. ”

Then he looked at the students of the archaeology department and asked, "Who of you is Yang Xiuwen?" ”

After a few people entered the classroom, Yang Xiuwen still understood that they were coming for him.

The trouble that I was faintly aware of a few days ago turned out to be this.

He didn't suspect that it was the old men who had been treated, and the grandmother reported it, and there was only one possibility, they were used.

Who would trouble themselves? A person suddenly flashed in my heart, could it be him?