"Lao Lin," said Wu Mian dissatisfied, "can you not use my bell."


    "How about that!" Taoist Lin picked up his cell phone and said, "little martial uncle, you are the highest generation in the mountain..."


    As he spoke, Taoist Lin answered the phone.


    "Hello."


    "Oh, I''ll have a look."


    "Take it to the quiet room."


    With that, Taoist Lin hung up.


    "Little martial uncle, I''ll see a patient." Taoist Lin smiled.


    "Lao Lin, what are your requirements for the reception?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Thirty miles near bajingzi, I''ll show it myself with my ID card. They are all old neighbors. I saw it ten years ago. It''s unreasonable to let the disciples see it at this time." Taoist Lin smiled and said, "outsiders, I generally don''t care."


    "Do you still distinguish patients?"


    "Outsiders usually come to burn incense for peace of mind. It''s possible that they just came out of a temple and came to me again. We Chinese believe that miscellaneous things can give benefits, and it''s the same where we burn incense." Taoist Lin said.


    "And then?"


    "Most outsiders don''t really get sick. They don''t have a cold and fever. They don''t travel thousands of miles to come to me. But during this time, little martial uncle, you saw several patients, called them out, and many people came to ask for medicine."


    Wu Mian lay on the bamboo chair, gently tapping the armrest with his right finger, and looked at Taoist Lin with a smile.


    "I''ll go and see if I have enough money for incense. I really can''t. I have to find you," Taoist Lin said.


    "Did you sew the Taoist robe I said before?" Wu Mian asked.


    Taoist Lin was slightly confused and was pleasantly surprised, "are you going to have a look with me?"


    "Well, let''s see how you see a doctor." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Lao Gua mountain has sent many patients to the hospital these years, but I think there are many misdiagnosed patients. It must be good to have less misdiagnosis. Lao Lin, your technical level still needs to improve."


    "Hey, little martial uncle, I''m old. I really don''t have much energy to read." Taoist Lin explained casually and stopped taking this conversation.


    Even if Wu Mian said he wanted him to continue reading, Taoist Lin also had a conflict from the bottom of his heart. Reading is too difficult!!!


    Isn''t it fragrant to live well every day? There has been no accident for so many years. Laogua mountain has a good reputation. Taoist Lin thinks it''s very good. Besides, I might have been scared in the past, but now there is little martial uncle.


    He hurried to find Wu Mian a newly sewn Taoist robe.


    Since the mountain fire, Wu Mian has shaved his small flat head. Now it looks strange to change into Taoist robes. However, Wu Mianfeng was handsome and raised his hands and feet. He had an elegant calm that others did not have.


    "Tut Tut, little martial uncle, you look good when you put it on." Taoist Lin didn''t know what to say. He just wanted to change the topic from learning to licking the dog.


    If you still hold the textbooks of women and children at this age, life is better than death. Instead of reading books, it''s better to flatter little martial uncle.


    "Let''s go and have a look." Wu Mian looked back and saw Chu Zhixi taking a picture of himself with his mobile phone. He immediately posed.


    "Brother, it''s beautiful!" Chu Zhixi stretched out his index finger and middle finger to compare a sign of success.


    "You play here for a while. I''ll go and see the patient with Lao Lin."


    Wu Mian shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and Shi ran walked forward.


    "Little master... Uncle..." Taoist Lin said dumbly.


    "Hmm?" Wu Mian looked back at Taoist Lin.


    "Do you want to ask yourself or me?"


    "Of course you asked."


    "Little martial uncle, your aura is too strong. Can you restrain yourself?" Taoist Lin said seriously.


    Wu Mian thought that it was true. He reached out and touched his little flat head. Then he put his hands in front of him and bowed his back slightly. Wait for Taoist Lin to pass by and follow him.


    Just the change of posture, the Qi field suddenly converged a lot. Taoist Lin felt that little martial uncle had been raised in the hospital for many years, and he couldn''t compare himself.


    "Little martial uncle, that''s right." Taoist Lin smiled. "Just follow me behind. Don''t talk. Don''t talk. Today are two female residents. You''d better keep your head down."


    Wu Mian knew what Taoist Lin meant. He smiled and lowered his head a little.


    Out of the back mountain courtyard, get on the battery car, and Taoist Lin drives to the front mountain.


    "Lao Lin, your battery car is good." Wu Mian said.


    "The mountain still needs to be quiet before it tastes, and gasoline cars smell."


    The road built on the mountain is very flat. There is a pavilion between the front and back of the mountain. It is said that there is a storage warehouse below.


    Taoist Lin drove to the front mountain and went to the quiet room through the back door. The bright moon stood inside. There were two women about 40 years old. One of them had a red and swollen face and a sad face.


    "Master," said the bright moon, bowing down with a brush in her hand.


    "HMM." Taoist Lin nodded slightly, walked up to the center chair and sat down.


    The moon hesitated slightly when she saw Wu Mian following Taoist Lin. she looked at Wu Mian with understanding in her heart and bowed away.


    Wu Mian is very pleased that these people under Taoist Lin are very clever. If you change to a hospital, doctors at the age of Mingyue are still in the training period, and most of them are stupid and ignorant of the world.


    But the bright moon is very clever. He can see the situation with his own eyes.


    "Two residents, what can I do for you?" Taoist Lin sat down and asked in a loud voice.


    "Taoist Lin," said the woman with a red and swollen face, "I have something to do."


    "Just say."


    "I often have allergic symptoms recently, and there is no rule."


    "Have you been to the hospital?" Taoist Lin squinted at the woman and asked.


    "Yes, I checked the allergens and found nothing allergic." the woman said, "pollen, rice, flour, oil and dust are not allergic."


    "What did the hospital doctor say in the end?"


    "They first prescribed me some desensitization drugs and took them." the woman said, "but I can''t find out what allergies are. The medical history has been asked many times. I haven''t had anything special to eat, and I haven''t been to other places. The surrounding environment hasn''t changed. Later, the doctor didn''t dare let me take a lot of allergy drugs. He suggested that I go to imperial capital and magic capital."


    "Recently, I heard people talk about laogua mountain. Taoist Lin has magic power and God..."


    As she was saying this, Taoist Lin waved his hand, "it''s just a minor way. Don''t say more. Let''s talk about the whole process..."


    Then Taoist Lin opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was talking.


    He paused for about five seconds.


    Five seconds is not a long time, but in the Taoist temple, in the quiet room, in front of Taoist Lin, the two women feel a lot of pressure on their faces. I don''t know what happened to Taoist Lin.


    "In my laogua mountain, don''t lie a lot." Taoist Lin said in a serious voice, "don''t make mistakes!"