"Little martial uncle, I''m a barefoot doctor. Why do you have to let me go?" Taoist Lin whispered, "I''ll go. Can I give him acupuncture? Or a combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine."


    "By the way, Lao Lin, how is your acupuncture level?" Wu Mian asked, "if it''s average, I''ll teach you some skills back."


    "..." Taoist Lin was surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, little martial uncle mentioned this. He finally spit out his mouth and preached to himself about ordering something!


    "Go and have a look. I have a long experience. To tell you the truth, I don''t like to chat with the local division, except your father." Wu Mian said, "although your father is lazy, he is interesting."


    "My father is also a local teacher?" Taoist Lin asked in surprise.


    "Of course, the old forest head is very powerful." Wu Mian smiled and took Chu Zhixi''s hand and followed Zhuang Yongzhi all the way.


    "Dr. Wu, I think diarrhea is a minor problem. How can it be fatal?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked. "It''s strange that Yanghe hospital can''t cure it."


    "Any clinical disease may progress to the extent that doctors are helpless. For example, fever is a small symptom, which is also very common. Most of the time, just take some antipyretic drugs, or even don''t take drugs, drink some hot water, cover the quilt and sweat."


    Zhuang Yongzhi nodded.


    "One of the most feared patients in the hospital is nameless fever, and the cause remains to be investigated." Wu Mian said, "once upon a time, I had a headache every time I met such patients sent by subordinate hospitals in Xiehe. There was no good way, so I had to start from the beginning. This doesn''t count. In the end, there may not be a diagnosis."


    Taoist Lin asked in amazement, "young martial uncle, you can''t understand it sometimes? I thought as long as you came forward, you would be able to catch it and cure the disease."


    "Why can I understand all diseases? Isn''t this bullshit?" Wu Mian said. "If I can''t understand, I can''t understand, and I''m not ashamed. However, Xiehe has strong rheumatism immunity. I really can''t. please invite the director of 301 rheumatism immunity to see it together."


    "You''re really immune to rheumatism if you don''t understand it." Taoist Lin sneered.


    "Well, this is valuable clinical experience. I must practice it." Wu Mian smiled, "but there are few patients whose final diagnosis is not clear. Mr. Zhuang, although diarrhea is a common symptom, there may not be a clear diagnosis."


    Taoist Lin always disdains the way he talks to little martial uncle. Isn''t it good to pretend to be forced? Show your timidity before you speak. Doctors have this virtue!


    Maybe, maybe, almost, but I''m not sure.


    If someone speaks in a positive tone, other doctors will despise that person''s big mouth and nonsense. Don''t tell others, what level of doctor is little martial uncle? He talks vaguely, so he''s not sure.


    "Dr. Wu, just take a look." Zhuang Yongzhi said with a smile.


    When he came to the main hall, he saw a pudgy man standing up and staring at Taoist Lin behind Wu Mian.


    Taoist Lin arched his hands and said, "may I ask your name, Mr. Gao?"


    You Guangming didn''t speak. He looked away from Taoist Lin and stared at Wei Dabao.


    Trinket held the sword box all day. It looked dark, but it was really heavy. His arm had been sore for a long time.


    All the way in, Wei Dabao suddenly felt a slight pain in his face and raised his eyes to see a short fat man with a bald head looking at himself.


    To be exact, you Guangming is not looking at Wei Dabao, but at the sword box he holds.


    What''s good about the dead sword box? Wei Dabao is a little strange. In surprise, he walked smoothly. Trinket almost tripped on his left foot and fell to the ground.


    "Be careful," Taoist Lin said unhappily.


    What a shame. Wei Dabao just can''t get dog meat on the table. Taoist Lin had a problem with the trinket, especially after the trinket got the favor of junior uncle for some reason.


    "Well, I''ll be careful, be careful." Trinket nodded shyly.


    "Dare to ask what is your uncle?" you Guangming asked carefully.


    "Fourth uncle?" Taoist Lin looked at you Guangming in surprise. "The villagers nearby call me my old man fourth uncle. How do you know?"


    "Is it really the direct biography of fourth uncle Lin?!" you Guangming said in dismay. His voice was a little dumb and sounded very strange.


    Wu Mian didn''t care. He nodded to you Guangming, said hello, and then asked, "Mr. Zheng, what''s the situation with your mother now?"


    Zheng Qingmu was stunned. He didn''t know whether to answer Wu Mian''s question or wait for Mr. you to ask.


    "You young man, why are you so rude." Mr. You scolded.


    Wu Mian glanced at him, shook his head and said with a smile, "are you Mr. Feng Shui?"


    "What?"


    "Ten geomantic omens and nine poor people will cheat and mix up. Doing Feng Shui involves cause and effect. Feng Shui can raise people and kill people. Coveting heaven''s secrets and wealth on earth, hey!" Wu Mian looked at Mr. you and said.


    You Guangming is wearing it. It''s not cheap at a glance. Wu Mian did not shy away from saying that he was either a liar or a bastard.


    Taoist Lin is a little afraid. His little martial uncle is usually gentle, at least on the surface, but what he just said is a little heavy.


    "What do you know?" you Guangming scolded, but he was not angry.


    "Ink turtle? But it''s very rare." Wu Mian''s eyes fell on the wooden box next to you Guangming, looking down clearly.


    "You know?" you Guangming disdained.


    "I understand a little." Wu Mian smiled. "Such a good ink turtle shell is rare. The middle three pieces represent the three talents of heaven, earth and man. The ink color is black and shiny evenly, and you can feel the delicacy of grease when touching. Ten shields in the outer circle mean ten days of dryness; twenty-four edge shields in the outer circle represent twenty-four mountains; twelve belly armor are twelve earth branches.


    Ink turtles are rare, and ink turtle shells bred by all things in the world are even rare. Sir, do you use Qianlong Tongbao or Kaiyuan Tongbao? "


    You Guangming was stunned and said nothing.


    Few people know so much about the ink turtle. The key is that when the young man came in, he was obviously not interested in the ink turtle and didn''t respect himself enough. He directly asked about the Zheng family''s mother.


    Interrupted to ask, the young man spoke to himself. He


    Who the hell is he?! You Guangming is a little uneasy.


    "Kaiyuan Tongbao."


    "It must be so," said Wu Mian, looking at you Guangming. "You just started divination and saw the vitality of the Zheng family?"


    "Yes," you Guangming said.


    Wu Mian looked at you Guangming, smiled and said, "Mr. you, right?"


    "Please advise."


    "No, I''ll ask the medical history. If you''re right and the patient is in critical condition, it''s better to have a look as soon as possible." Wu Mian said, "as for your side..."