The apprentices trained by the Almond Medical Hall are really good, and after only a while, Jiang Weihan's wound has been almost treated, and even the suturing of the wound is done smoothly and quickly, and there is no wrong needle in the slight bump of the carriage. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang Weihan saw it in his eyes and nodded secretly.

The carriage made a noticeable turn and came to a slow stop, apparently arriving.

Jiang Weihan stretched out his hand and lifted the thick windshield cloth on the carriage and looked out, a large mansion with white walls and black tiles, even the door was black, there was no superfluous decoration, it was plain and tidy, and the whole mansion was unexpectedly large.

The two men lifted the wind neatly and got out of the carriage, and moved into the medical hall smoothly and quickly with broken steps, Jiang Weihan slowly walked into the gate of the Almond Medical Center with the support of Yu Xiaoyuan and An Quantao.

The main hall of Almond Medical Center is located in Chang'an City, which is the most famous medical center in Chang'an City, and it is also the medical center with the most branches in the entire Datang Dynasty, almost every city has one.

The implementation of emergency carriages, the rapid transportation of medicinal materials, and the affordable price of the people have made Almond Medical Center a word of mouth in the entire Datang medical community.

Because it is necessary to house many seriously injured or seriously ill patients who need to recuperate, it requires a large place, so the main hall of the Almond Medical Center is also the largest medical hall in Chang'an City.

How big is it?

A medical hall occupies a larger area than six doors, from the white walls and black tiles when entering the door, to the ink screen after entering the house, although the decoration is simple and simple, the momentum is really magnificent.

Even at night, the medical hall is busy with people, but no one takes the initiative to greet Jiang Weihan and others.

The three of them sat down in the room, and An Quantao personally made tea for the two of them with the tea set on the table, "Your wound has been treated, your internal strength is also very high, as long as you take care of it, there will be no problems, and we will try our best to heal the other injured person, please sit here for a while, the hall owner wants to see you." ”

Jiang Weihan didn't sit down until he entered the house, his eyes were still full of surprise, and when he heard An Quantao speak at this moment, he just nodded slightly, looking at his expression, he was still immersed in the surprise of the Almond Medical Center.

Yu Xiaoyuan saw it on the side, tilted his head and said, "Hehe, it's very big here, I was also shocked when I came over just now, but the second senior brother won't be the first time to come, right?"

Jiang Weihan nodded with some embarrassment.

Yu Xiaoyuan said incredulously: "Second Senior Brother, you have always been in Chang'an City, and the Almond Medical Hall is such a famous medical hall, and you are ...... It makes sense that you should come here to visit!"

An Quantao interjected dissatisfied: "Little girl, he is not sick or in pain, what is he doing in the hospital? ”

Jiang Weihan coughed and said embarrassedly: "Although I am very interested in medical Taoism, I have always been alone in treating people, and I have never cooperated with any medical center, and I have so many medical books to read, and I don't have time to come out to visit, after all, I don't plan to open a medical center, right?" ”

An Quantao was dissatisfied: "You also treat people, I haven't been allowed to treat people alone, isn't it harmful for you to treat people like this?"

Yu Xiaoyuan's eyes widened and he said angrily: "I've put up with you for a long time, my second senior brother is a doctor......

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Weihan gently stroked Yu Xiaoyuan's back, and Yu Xiaoyuan instantly seemed to be choked, coughing again and again, unable to speak.

Under An Quantao's puzzled gaze, Jiang Weihan gently patted Yu Xiaoyuan's back with a smile on his face, and said while patting: "I'm just a doctor......

"Healer!"

A thunderous exclamation interrupted Jiang Weihan, so frightened that Yu Xiaoyuan even stopped coughing.

Immediately afterwards, a chubby figure slammed open the door with lightning speed, and rolled all the way to Jiang Weihan by bypassing the screen with great dexterity.

The speed was really fast, and it wasn't until he stopped that Jiang Weihan was completely sure that the person in front of him was a fat man.

A fat man with a bare chest and bare breasts, and a special blue-blue robe on his body.

It's not that Jiang Weihan hasn't seen a fat man.

The third junior brother Bao Jian is an out-and-out fat man, and the junior brother also has a friend named Ou Chimo, who is also very fat, but compared with the person in front of Jiang Weihan, Bao Jian and Ou Chimo's figures are just right.

In terms of size, this fat man is one head shorter than Jiang Weihan, but when viewed horizontally, it is several times wider than Jiang Weihan, and if this fat man lies down sideways, he will be two or three heads shorter than Jiang Weihan who is standing.

And the fat on this person's chin has been drooped to his shoulders, fat head and big ears, even for a polite scholar like Jiang Weihan, the first word that pops up in his mind is actually the word pig.

"Pig!~" The stunned Yu Xiaoyuan opened his mouth and exhaled, Jiang Weihan hurriedly turned around and covered Yu Xiaoyuan's mouth, and the fat man smiled regretfully at Yu Xiaoyuan, his smile was a little reluctant.

An Quantao angrily jumped in front of Yu Xiaoyuan and shouted, "Don't insult our curator!"

No one spoke, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became eerie and quiet.

Deathly silence.

After a long time, Yu Xiaoyuan tentatively asked, "You said he was yours, Curator?"

An Quantao said proudly: "If it is fake, this is the director of our Almond Medical Hall, Chu Xiaotian!" After speaking, An Quantao turned around and patted the fat curator Chu Xiaotian's stomach, making a snapping sound, and the voice was crisp and powerful.

The atmosphere was even more awkward.

"The curator of the Almond Medical Pavilion, shouldn't he be that kind of old man with fairy wind bones?" Yu Xiaoyuan's elbow unconsciously hit Jiang Weihan's arm, his expression was dull, and he obviously couldn't accept such a reality.

Jiang Weihan's expression was also sluggish: "I don't know, I only know that the director of the Almond Medical Pavilion is indeed called Chu Xiaotian, but according to legend, Chu Xiaotian lives in a simple place, and the dragon sees the head but not the tail, and I haven't seen him, not only me, but also few people in Chang'an have seen what he looks like, and I never thought that he would be a ...... Fatso. ”

An Quantao said angrily: "Don't say that our curator is fat, he is very fragile!"

Chu Xiaotian made a sad expression, slapped An Quantao who was blocking in front of him to the side, and leaned in front of Jiang Weihan with a sad face, tears rolling in his eyes: "Am I really that fat?"

Being asked such a question so directly, Jiang Weihan, who rarely lies, showed embarrassment on his face, and before he could think about it before he could speak, Chu Xiaotian observed his words, and the grape-sized tears smashed on the floor one after another.

Jiang Weihan felt that his brain was not enough.

In one day, I saw the breathing of the little junior brother, visited the grandeur of the Almond Medical Hall, and also saw Chu Xiaotian, who opened the Almond Medical Hall all over the Tang Dynasty, Chu Xiaotian was still a fat man.

And not long after the face-to-face, Chu Xiaotian was still crying so painfully and so sad in front of him.

Jiang Weihan sighed and carefully moved back half a step, so as not to get his shoes wet by Chu Xiaotian's grapes-sized tears.