"I''ll take a look." Wu Mian patted Chu Zhixi on the back of his hand and said with a smile.


    "Hey, hey." Taoist Lin smiled at the thief, his eyes turned slightly, and he didn''t know what to think of.


    "Lao Lin, tell me how you think about it." Wu Mian asked.


    "I can''t think of it. At first, I thought it was the child''s Internet addiction..."


    "Lao Lin, if you do this again, I won''t come in the future." Wu Mian said coldly, "one is psychosis and the other is Internet addiction. Do you really think you can decide the world with one word? I think it''s time to tie you up and let the king of thunder and lightning wake you up."


    "Little martial uncle..."


    "Don''t introduce, I can''t afford it." Wu Mian said with a smile, "just now I said I had to count a little in my heart. The result is good. You really don''t count. You dare to say anything."


    "..." Taoist Lin thought carefully. Did he just say that Internet addiction has made a taboo again? A few years ago, the lightning Dharma king used electrotherapy to treat Internet addiction. Little martial uncle, I don''t know what''s the holiday with the lightning Dharma king?


    But I can''t. little martial uncle, who is that? How can I deal with the lightning Dharma king. Maybe I just don''t like him. Well, I guess so.


    It used to be called Internet addicted youth, but now it is called E-sports. The change of address has led to the trend. Sometimes Taoist Lin feels old and can''t keep up with the trend. But the lightning Dharma king has been trying to cure diseases since DC and AC.


    I really don''t know what people thought at that time. Maybe this is the generation gap? Maybe people in a hundred or ten years think that cancer can''t be cured now and think that the current level of science and technology is very poor.


    Long ago, when human beings were helpless against tuberculosis, they tried the trick of the lightning king. Until now... Maybe little martial uncle is very disgusted with this, Taoist Lin guessed.


    "By the way, Lao Lin, how long do you brush short videos every day? Do you reward?" Wu Mian suddenly asked.


    "I usually watch it for two or three hours a day. If I can''t sleep, I may watch it for four or five hours. Little martial uncle, it''s really addictive. I can''t stop at all. I wanted to sleep when I saw one, but my fingers are the same as others. After reading one, I brush it directly to the next." Taoist Lin answered truthfully.


    "Hey, I really want to catch you and turn on the electricity. Seeing that you are incontinent, I squat in front of you and ask if you still play short videos." Wu Mian said with a smile.


    This picture is not only fresh, but also full of flavor. Taoist Lin thought for a while, but he didn''t dare to think any more.


    "After these words say less, the idea can not have." Wu Mian said seriously.


    "Little martial uncle, the child doesn''t study every day. He just plays games."


    "Parents teach by example, education is a very important thing." Wu Mian said, "don''t talk about this, don''t talk about mental diseases in the future. I feel uncomfortable and itchy when I hear about this disease."


    "Hey, OK," Taoist Lin said immediately, "little martial uncle, there''s nothing wrong with the child. I think it''s diseases such as conjunctivitis. In addition, it takes too long to play qualifying and use your eyes too much. There may be a problem with the body''s immune system."


    "I said at that time that I could go to the county hospital to wash my eyes and stick to it for a week. I really didn''t say anything else. Later, he said he opened the heavenly eye. I also asked. I didn''t do anything except wash my eyes and don''t play with my mobile phone."


    "HMM." Wu Mian answered faintly. His Taoist robe floated freely. There was a sense of style between raising his hands and lifting his feet.


    Wu Mian''s hair is not long and can''t be combed in a bun. After the mountain fire, he made a small flat head directly, but he looked more energetic than Taoist Lin.


    They came to the "disposal room" and Wu Mian sat down.


    Ophthalmic equipment is more professional, and few people see eye diseases. They are basically glaucoma and cataract, so Taoist Lin didn''t buy them.


    "You let the patient in and I''ll ask about the situation," Wu Mian said.


    Taoist Lin was a little embarrassed. He didn''t go out for the first time. He hesitated and then said, "little martial uncle, it''s best for us to be a little professional here."


    "No, I''m a doctor, not a broker like you."


    "Little martial uncle..."


    "Think for yourself."


    Taoist Lin was a little depressed and turned to go out.


    Wu Mian sat on the chair with his eyes closed. He was a little unhappy. They all hid in laogua mountain. There are so many things.


    If only human beings could not get sick one day. On that day, it seems that it will not be hundreds of years. The whole body is made of metal... But can such a life form of carbon and silicon be regarded as human?


    In silence, Wu Mian''s thoughts flew to the other side of the sky.


    "The person inside is my little martial uncle. You must respect him when you see him."


    Taoist Lin''s voice came from afar. Wu Mian calmed down and felt that his facial features and six senses were more acute. Even if the Taoist temple was well insulated during decoration, he could still hear Taoist Lin''s words outside.


    What makes Wu Mian most happy is that these are no longer a burden, but a kind of ability.


    "Little martial uncle, he is feeling the way of heaven and man. He comes from nothingness and goes to the earthly world. He steps on the world of mortals and sees all kinds of things in the world. Now he has returned to youth and has cultivated accomplishments for hundreds of years."


    "When I ask you what you say, as for whether to open the heavenly eye... Your situation is certainly not. My little martial uncle opened the heavenly eye for 1 year and 3 months. You think you will be better than him."


    Taoist Lin brought the patient in while talking nonsense.


    Wu Mian closed his eyes and felt the material of his Taoist robe. He had outlined his current appearance in his mind.


    I haven''t been in the hospital for a long time, but I didn''t expect that now I''m in laogua mountain, and the guide nurse is Taoist Lin.


    It seems absurd to think about it.


    It''s better to be Mayo''s Guide nurse. All Brazilian beauties can choose miss world. Wu Mian thought of this and immediately restrained his mind. He couldn''t tell the girl about it.


    A gentleman doesn''t deceive the dark room. It''s better to have less such thoughts.


    There was a knock on the door, and then Taoist Lin pushed the door in.


    "Little martial uncle, I brought the child."


    Wu Mian glanced at the child, a boy, who was less than 20 years old and very thin. His eyes were red and swollen, and he walked unsteadily. I''m afraid he was hungry for a few days.


    "You look up," said Wu Mian.


    The boy raised his head timidly. Wu Mian looked at it and then became dumb.


    It''s a simple problem that Taoist Lin can''t understand it. He really should go to study.


    Just fooling around, many patients do benefit, but more and more people come and more people are delayed.


    Wu Mian sighed softly.


    Wu Mian''s keen eyes saw a white patch at the lower left of the boy''s right eye.


    That''s the problem.