When Lu Tong and Du Changqing came to Yazhai Bookstore, Luo Dazui, the owner of the bookstore, was eating at the door.

Seeing Du Changqing running with an unkind face, he thought he was going to fight, but when he heard the intention of the two, Luo Dazui put down his sleeves again.

Lu Tong said: "Boss Luo, do you know, who is the owner who wrote the book?" When will I come back to the bookstore to deliver books? ”

For a young and beautiful girl like Lu Tong, Luo's attitude was much better than when he was to Du Changqing, and said kindly: "This person has bad legs and feet, and he doesn't come to my bookstore often." Originally, I wrote some medical papers, No, just those waste papers. The girl also knew that West Street was a small business, and if the waste paper could not be sold, I would not accept it, and he would leave. ”

"Does Boss Luo know where his family lives? Where can I find him? ”

Luo Dazui thought for a while: "I heard that his family is poor, but he writes well, and later copied books for people to earn some money to live." I used to live in the house next to the rice shop in Rouge Lane on West Street, but I don't know if I have moved away now, so the girl might as well try her luck. ”

Lu Tong nodded, thanked Luo for his big mouth, and was about to leave with Du Changqing.

However, Luo Dazu pondered, grabbed Du Changqing, and asked in a low voice: "Old Du, what is the origin of that person, why are you still looking for him?" ”

Du Changqing glanced at him: "Didn't people write it?" Nameless master! It's just that you don't know the goods. ”

After saying that, he patted his sleeve and went out with Lu Tong.

It was still early at the moment, and there were few patients in the hospital these days, so Lu Tong decided to go to the place where Luo Dazui said with Du Changqing to find the person first. Fortunately, the rouge shop was not far from the Yazhai bookstore, and after walking about a stick of incense, the two of them had already seen the rice shop in Luo's mouth.

It was noon, and the sun set on the top of people's heads, shining a little warm color in Shengjing's winter. The rice shop is not big, and the shopkeeper has opened a small square window on the wall, and a yellow flag on a blue background is inserted on it, which is particularly eye-catching.

Du Changqing stood still, looked at the place more than a dozen steps away in front of the rice shop, and muttered: "This is too broken......

Lu Tong followed his gaze.

In the open space more than a dozen steps away from the rice shop, there stood abruptly the dilapidated thatched hut. Although the street on West Street is mostly ordinary hawkers, it is not rich and luxurious, but the shops and residences are clean and tidy regardless of size. The thatched hut where Wu Youcai lives at Miaokou is also dilapidated, but the chicken coop in the small courtyard in front of the door is tidy and refreshing, and the fence is also repaired.

But the thatched hut in front of me is a little too dilapidated.

There was no courtyard, no fence, and the weeds at the door were so thick that they were about half a man's height and almost submerged the half-broken wooden door. It was a fine day, and the sun was just right, but the sun came to an abrupt end when it reached the door, leaving only a dark and gloomy room on the ground, and a lonely and abrupt old shadow fell on the eaves of the eaves on the ground, as if I could smell the mildew coming from it through the door.

Du Changqing was a little disgusted: "It doesn't look like someone lives there, maybe I moved away early." ”

Lu Tong glanced at the messy weeds at the door, didn't say anything, and walked forward.

Du Changqing had to keep up.

When he arrived at the door, Lu Tong knocked on the door twice, but no one answered the door, but the tattered wooden door couldn't withstand the light knock, making an old muffled sound, and slowly opened a crack.

The door opened on its own.

"Anyone?" Du Changqing shouted twice.

No one answered.

After a pause, Lu Tong stretched out his hand and pushed it, and walked in by himself.

It was dark inside, and I don't know if there were any windows, but half of the floor was illuminated by a glimmer of daylight from outside the door. As soon as I entered the house, a strong smell of alcohol came to my face.

Du Changqing followed up and immediately couldn't help covering his nose.

Lu Tong only took a step, tripped over something under his feet, and then lowered his head, only to find that it was a few empty wine jars.

Looking up, with the meager light, I could see that there were many empty wine jars on the table and under the ground in the room, some of which were spilled on the ground, and the smell of wine accompanied by the moldy smell in the room made people dizzy.

It looks like a drunkard's house.

Just as Lu Tong was looking at the closed window, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Who?" ”

This voice appeared suddenly, startling Du Changqing.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of rustling, and on the bed deep in the room, a figure sat faintly, and the figure moved, as if looking at Lu Tong and the others, and asked again: "Who?" ”

His voice was hoarse like a broken gong.

Du Changqing rubbed to the window, opened the window hard, and more light poured in, half of which spilled onto the couch in the room, illuminating the people on the couch a little more clearly.

The bed was very old, with dry straw underneath, and a few dirty bedding piled up on it, and a middle-aged man in tattered clothes sat on the couch with the futon in his arms. This man was about forty or fifty years old, his hair was mixed with gray and white, and he was messy on his head, as if he had not cleaned his face for several days, and his beard was unkempt. ”

It's like wine that hasn't woken up yet.

Lu Tong took two steps forward and spoke: "Excuse me, but Mr. Miao?" ”

Luo Dazui of Yazhai Bookstore said that this person is a loner in his life, and he is addicted to alcohol, and others are not familiar with him, only knowing his surname Miao.

Hearing the word "Mr. Miao", the man's eyes cleared up a little, stared at Lu Tong for a long time, and then said, "What are you looking for me?" ”

Du Changqing's face was a little unsightly.

The man looked dejected and embarrassed, and his house was full of wine jars, and he looked like one of those drunken gamblers who wandered around. Qingtian and Bairi are also full of alcohol, and looking at the posture and tone of his speech, he doesn't look like a serious person.

Lu Tong didn't realize it, and only took out a few volumes from his sleeve: "I accidentally bought a few volumes from Yazhai Bookstore, and the bookstore owner said that it was written by Mr. ”

She unfolded the thin paper rolls, and the words 'Shengjing Taiyi Bureau's Spring Examination Past Year Paper Questions' on the cover were particularly eye-catching.

The man looked at the scroll, and then at Lu Tong, as if he didn't understand what Lu Tong meant.

"I'd like to buy some more of his books." Lu Tong said.

As soon as the words landed, the man was stunned for a moment.

There seemed to be a look in the eyes under the unkempt and dirty hair, but soon, he sneered, grabbed his hair and said, "What are you kidding, I copied this thing from someone else's house." He spread his hands and pouted, "That's it, it's gone." ”

Du Changqing coughed lightly twice, and hinted with his eyes that Lu Tong could leave.

Although I don't understand why Lu Tong has to insist on finding this person, it doesn't seem like this person who understands pharmacology and medicine. What doctor would get himself drunk in the daytime, and he didn't even know how to wash the blanket when it was torn and dirty.

Lu Tong stood in the room, looked at the person on the couch and threw down the futon he was holding, lowered his head to find the shoes under the bed, was silent for a moment, and said, "I want to ask Mr. to teach me medical science and pass the spring examination of the Taiyi Bureau next year." ”

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent.

The man froze in his search for shoes, and for a long time, he slowly looked up at Lu Tong.

Lu Tong looked at him quietly.

A little daylight came in from outside, illuminating the ground in front of the window. The rough, wrinkled face, like the floor of the room, was covered with a little clammy dirt, and it was the face of a middle-aged man who looked depressed and mediocre to the point of being almost greasy, with a gloomy and haggard face written all over it.

For a moment, Lu Tong felt that those drunken eyes lit up.

But soon, that little light was extinguished.

The man bent down, found two shoes that had been kicked to the side, put them on, and jumped off the ground on the bed. He had a lame leg, and he limped when he walked, and when he walked to the table in the house, he turned out a rotten iron pot, scooped out half a bowl of rice from the cloth bag on the other side, poured it in, and scooped a ladle of water in the bucket, and began to make a fire and cook porridge in the house.

He spoke: "Girl, this is the wrong person, I'm not a doctor, I can't help you." ”

Lu Tong said: "I see that there are a lot of medicinal herbs planted in front of my husband's door, if I don't take care of it, I won't be able to grow like this." It should be pharmacological. ”

Du Changqing was surprised.

The weeds in front of this dilapidated house that are about to flood the door are medicinal herbs?

Although he doesn't know how to see diseases, he has been exposed to them in the hospital all these years, and he can still distinguish ordinary medicinal materials, but he didn't expect to see the clues.

The man's action of stirring porridge with an iron spoon paused slightly, and he changed his words: "Who are you?" ”

Du Changqing's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Lu Tong to speak, he cleared his throat first and reported to his home: "I am Du Changqing, the owner of the Renxin Medical Center, and this Doctor Lu is the doctor in the medical hall." How many years has Renxin Medical Center been open on West Street, Mr. can go and inquire, it definitely has a good reputation. If you agree to teach medicine to us, the doctor sitting in the hall, we will pay you, even if you ...... it."

The man looked up and interrupted him: "Benevolence Medical Hall? ”

Du Changqing was overjoyed, and was about to continue to boast, when he heard the man in front of him say nonchalantly: "Oh, I heard that a few days ago, the people from Taifu Siqing went to make trouble with the doctor sitting in the hall. ”

He glanced at Lu Tong and said slowly: "One...... A medical woman who wants to use the status of a Hanlin medical officer to climb the high branches. He glanced at Du Changqing again, grinning, and his smile was a little mocking: "One...... After being mixed for half a life, the prodigal son suddenly turned back. Finally, he shook his head and commented, "There is no future, don't toss around." ”

Du Changqing thought that he was polite to this man, but he didn't expect to be ridiculed with a hot face and a cold ass, and suddenly became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about......" was pulled by Lu Tong.

Lu Tong looked at each other, and the man sat on the ground, staring intently at the porridge in the pot. The rice porridge was filled with half a pot of water, and there was only a small handful of rice, which was so clear that he could see the bottom at a glance, and he stared at it as if he was staring at some delicacies, and his eyes were even coveted.

"Sir, is this not going to grant our request today?" She asked.

The man waved his hand like a fly, not bothering to say anything to her.

Lu Tong nodded: "I understand, farewell." ”

She leaned over and exited the house, Du Changqing followed, and was so angry behind her that she muttered nonsense: "That's it?" Is this man sick in the head? Do you see clearly, isn't that a weed planted in front of the door? He wants to understand how medical science can be mixed up like this, even the pot is broken! It's also much more decent than him to call Hanako! ”

Lu Tong stopped and looked back.

The sunlight stopped in front of the house, and the weeds under the door were lush and lush, like black threads, trying to swallow up the shabby, greasy, dirty house.

The window that had been opened when they entered had been quietly closed again. The black room and the people in the black room slowly rotted and molded in the daylight, like the dark moss that grew everywhere in this house, damp and did not see the light of day.

Du Changqing was especially indignant: "Like a ground mouse, you can't get out of the hole, and the black rumbling is not panicked." ”

Lu Tong looked at it for a while and retracted his gaze: "He doesn't want to leave here." ”

"Do you need to ask?"

"Then force him out." She said.

……

After another two days, a few sunny days in a row, the snow on West Street melted a little.

The thatched hut next to the rice shop was exposed to the sun, and the ice at the front corner of the door turned into dirty snow water, melting into a large area of weeds, making it look more and more damp and cold.

In the middle of the room, the man rolled over and sat up, scratched at his nest-like hair, and squinted his eyes to look around.

The room was very dark, there were empty wine jars everywhere, and there was still half a bowl of rice wine left on the desk last night, Miao Liangfang picked up the bowl, drank the remaining wine drops up, and then swallowed the bed slowly, supported the wall and walked to the low table.

The bag of rice was placed on the low table, Miao Liangfang stood still, picked up the cloth bag and shook it out, only a few grains of broken rice were shaken out, he sighed, felt in his arms for a long time, found a few copper plates, and then grabbed the crutches that were placed against the wall, and limped out of the door.

It was noon, and the sun was shining.

Staying in the dark for a long time, as soon as he went out, the bright daylight made him squint his eyes slightly.

Miao Liangfang held a wooden stick and slowly walked along the alleys of West Street.

The rice shop was not open today, he drank a month of porridge, and planned to treat his stomach today, so he decided to go to the stall at the entrance of the alley in front of him to eat a bowl of noodle soup.

There are many pedestrians on West Street, and Miao Liangfang is holding on to the wall, careful not to be knocked down by passers-by. He walked slowly, and when others were half a pillar of incense, he had to walk more than a stick of incense.

Because he was in rags, and the temple called Huazi to dress more decently than him, the hawkers on West Street on weekdays avoided him when they saw him, for fear of soiling the goods on the stall, today I don't know if it was Miao Liangfang's illusion, and looked at him a little more, and the gaze was a little different from the usual disgust.

Miao Liangfang was a little puzzled, but when he looked over again, those people looked away again, as if Fang Cai was just an illusion.

After walking for a while, a shadow gradually appeared at the end of the alley, which was a noodle shop.

The noodle shop is narrow, and there are three or two tables in it, so the shop places the remaining tables and chairs outside the door, and sets up a grass hut to protect from the rain and snow. Miao Liangfang walked over and looked carefully at the panel hanging at the door.

In addition to pasta, the noodle shop also sells some Hu cakes, meat noodles, raw and cooked rice, etc., Miao Liangfang stared at it for a long time before pointing to the cheapest noodles on the panel and said, "Come to a bowl of salted water noodles!" ”

The shopkeeper answered, Miao Liang conveniently found a table where no one sat down, it was noon, the long-term workers who worked near and far were eating here, it was very lively, Miao Liangfang just sat down, and saw someone on the opposite table looking at him, and when he looked back, the other party quickly looked away.

Just when he was a little confused, the man shouted "noodles" and put the noodle bowl in front of him.

The tone was eager and almost intimate.

Miao Liangfang was stunned.

He used to eat here occasionally, but because of his unkempt appearance, he often got a roll of his eyes, and it was the first time he had been treated so kindly.

Puzzled in his heart, Miao Liangfang was about to speak, but the young man had already entered the store with an empty plate.

He was stunned for a moment, and could only lift the spoon, and for the time being, his heart was full of doubts.

After drinking the soup, Miao Liangfang put the empty bowl on the table, walked to the side of the shopkeeper who was cutting noodles at the door with a wooden stick, and took out two shiny copper plates from his arms.

The shopkeeper smiled: "Someone has paid the money for you, you don't have to give it, Doctor Miao!" ”

"And such a good thing......" Miao Liangfang was just about to smile, but his smile suddenly froze, "What do you call me?!" ”

"Doctor Miao!" The shopkeeper patted him on the shoulder, approached him and said, "Dr. Lu has greeted us on the street in the past two days, saying that if you eat in the future, you will remember the account of the Renxin Medical Center, and let's go to the Renxin Medical Center to get the silver!" ”

"Doctor Lu?"

"It's Dr. Lu from the Renxin Medical Center! Doctor Lu said that you are a miracle doctor, and your medical skills are far above her, in the past, we had eyes but no beads, Lao Miao, don't care, don't care. ”

Someone next to him spoke, half joking and half questioning, "Lao Miao, do you really know how to heal?" ”

Someone replied: "That's what Dr. Lu said, and there can be a fake!" Doctor Lu can make 'Spring Water Birth' and 'Slender Fiber', Princess Wenjun is all thanked, what are you lying to do! ”

Someone else said something, Miao Liangfang couldn't hear it clearly, but he felt that the sun shining above his head was surprisingly hot, as if he was going to pull the moss growing in the dark into the sun overnight, and the sun hurt all over.

No wonder when he went out today, he always felt that the people around him looked at him strangely. Those mocking and disgusting glances will make him comfortable, but such flattering, respectful gazes will make him extremely uncomfortable!

The doctor girl surnamed Lu...... Benevolence Hospital!

The shopkeeper patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Miao, what's wrong, your face is so ugly?" ”

Miao Liangfang came back to his senses, didn't say anything, calmly opened his face, turned around with a wooden stick and left.

After taking two steps, "Huo" turned around, startling the shopkeeper.

He slammed the two copper plates against the board.

"Lao Tzu pays for it himself!"

……

In the Renxin Medical Center, Ah Cheng is taking the red-bottomed woven carpet to the sun to dry.

I don't know what material this carpet is made of, and after washing it several times, the color does not fade at all, and even becomes more and more vivid the more it is rubbed. Under the daylight, the words "good doctors have compassion to solve diseases, and magic silently eliminates diseases" was illuminated brightly.

Ah Cheng laid out the carpet, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man walking in from outside the door.

The man was wearing a dark gray torn jacket, the thin jacket revealed some yellowish cotton, his hair was unkempt and unkempt, and his face seemed to have not been washed, which was worse than the flower at the entrance of the temple. Obviously on crutches, he also walked out with a momentum like flying.

Ah Cheng said: "The guest ......"

The man didn't look at him, but went into the back room.

Du Changqing and Yinzheng were drying medicine in the backyard, Lu Tong was sitting in front of the table and reading a book, when he heard the movement, he raised his head, and it was Miao Liangfang's angry face that was facing him.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Miao Liangfang threw the wooden stick, slapped the table with both hands, and looked at Lu Tong's gaze as if he wanted to eat her alive, "I said that I don't understand medical science, let alone teach people!" If you die early, you won't be able to pass the spring exam, and you won't be able to enter the Hanlin Medical Hospital! ”

Lu Tong closed the book and looked at him calmly.

Why? Is it because you know a lot about the spring examination of the Taiyi Bureau, Medical Officer Miao? ”

Miao Liangfang's face changed: "What do you call me?" ”

Lu Tong smiled slightly.

"Looks like I'm right."