"No, this is the inheritance of laogua mountain, and they will all use this song in the future." Taoist Lin answered his mobile phone while talking nonsense.
"Mingyue, what''s the matter?"
"Er... Tiannanlin jiuzhuan? Why did you come to the door?"
"OK, I''ll go and have a look."
After hanging up the phone, Taoist Lin didn''t hesitate. He came up to Wu Mian and said, "little martial uncle, will you go and have a look with me?"
"What''s up?" asked Wu Mian.
"It''s said that a man is like a child sitting on his shoulder. It''s getting heavier and heavier for six years. Early in the morning, old Mr. Chu said it''s all right. It''s illness or evil. I didn''t expect this man to come to the door." Taoist Lin said.
"Oh? Have you done the inspection?" asked Wu Mian.
"I have been to the big hospitals in Yangcheng, magic capital and imperial capital, and there is no diagnosis."
"Let''s go and have a look." Wu Mian was interested, stood up and said to Chu Zhixi in the room, "girl, Lao Lin and I went to see an eye patient."
"Oh, go." Chu Zhixi said, "I''m reading. I''ll have dinner when you come back."
"Little martial uncle, do you want to change your Taoist robe?" Taoist Lin asked.
"No, that''s it."
Wu Mian went out of the back yard with Taoist Lin with his hands on his back and got on the battery car.
"Lao Lin, tell me more."
Taoist Lin said, "early in the morning, I received a wechat from a local teacher named Lu jiuzhuan, saying that a patient felt that there was a heavy man sitting on his shoulder, and the man was still growing up. Mr. Chu said that since he couldn''t see evil, there was no evil."
"Just talk about it casually... What did old Mr. Chu say next?"
"He said he was ill."
"Oh, that''s the disease." Wu Mian said definitely.
Taoist Lin is very speechless. Both of them are sneaky. It seems that they are hiding something from themselves.
"Little martial uncle, I''ve seen a little girl in red sitting on her shoulder in horror movies. She bares her teeth and looks bloody. It''s always scary."
"Hey, Lao Lin, there is a young man sitting on your shoulder, you know?" asked Wu Mian youyou.
“……”
Taoist Lin slipped his hand and the battery car almost didn''t hit the safety fence.
Although I know Wu Mian is joking, this joke is not funny at all.
"Don''t think about it. It''s frightening and frightening. It''s been six years? It''s getting heavier and heavier? Can''t find out the problem?"
Wu Mian asked three questions in a row.
"HMM." Taoist Lin moved back and leaned closer against the little martial uncle. He was more brave.
"That''s interesting," said Wu Mian with a smile. "Go and have a look. Come back for dinner. We have to go back instead of spending the night in laogua mountain."
"Little martial uncle, you haven''t spent the night here for a long time."
"Is my mother ill? Go back to accompany the old man." Wu Mian said, "and there will be an operation tomorrow. Although I won''t go, I''ll stay and have a look."
"The patient brought by boss Tao?"
"Well," said Wu Mian, "the operation is a meticulous job. You will be transferred to the special needs ward in a few days. You have time to talk with him. It''s very interesting."
"Little martial uncle, what''s the matter with your heavy shoulders?" Taoist Lin didn''t run away with Wu Mian. He thought about it all day and still felt there was a problem.
"Who knows, go and have a look." Wu Mian said.
"Little martial uncle, please talk about it."
"I think it''s periarthritis of the shoulder."
"...." Taoist Lin was dissatisfied. "Little martial uncle, is it really good for you to fool me like this?"
"You asked me to talk about it."
When he came to the front mountain, the moon was already guarding the door. When he saw Taoist Lin and Wu Mian getting off the bus, he bowed and said, "master, little Shizu."
"Where are people?" Taoist Lin asked.
"In the quiet room."
Taoist Lin Shuxu walked ahead and came all the way to the quiet room. The moon opened the door and Taoist Lin stepped in.
Two girls sat in the guest seat of the quiet room. One was full of youth, the other was sad, one shoulder was slightly skewed, and the sitting posture was strange.
Taoist Lin was surprised that Lu jiuzhuan was a famous local teacher in the south. Why did his younger martial sister look like a student. He looks casual and seems to be a little princess at home.
"Taoist priest Lin, I''ve heard a lot." Yunlan saw Taoist priest Lin come in, got up and learned to land nine turns and arched his hand.
The posture is wrong. It looks like a gourd painting ladle. It''s neither fish nor fowl. But Taoist Lin didn''t care. Please take Wu Mian''s seat.
At the moment of seeing Wu Mian, Yunlan''s eyes lit up!
I thought I was going to deal with a group of bad old men, but I didn''t expect that Taoist Lin came in with a top-notch young man. There was a romantic atmosphere between raising his hands and lifting his feet.
"Are you Mr. Lu''s younger martial sister?" Taoist Lin asked.
Yunlan looked at Wu Mian with straight eyes. She didn''t hear Taoist Lin''s words.
Taoist Lin smiled bitterly. Little martial uncle''s appearance is true.
"Cough." Taoist Lin coughed, deliberately walked past Wu Mian and asked, "are you Mr. Lu''s junior sister?"
"Er... Yes, my name is Yunlan." Yunlan subconsciously replied.
"Sit down." Wu Mian said, "have you brought the patient''s examination report?"
"There is in the mobile phone." Yun Lan said.
"Let''s talk about the situation first." Wu Mian didn''t look at Yun LAN more, but stared at the patient behind her and observed carefully.
She was short, looked a little tired, her hair was slightly yellow, and her face had freckles. Freckles are not as naughty and cute as the girl next door. They look like senile freckles.
The patient''s left shoulder tilts slightly and shakes from time to time. When shaking, the patient doesn''t seem to notice her own actions. She should have been used to it for a long time.
Yunlan sees Wu Mian''s eyes staring at Chen Qiaoqiao and regards himself as air. She feels a little uncomfortable. But she understood the truth, restrained her mind, and looked carefully at Wu Mian''s expression and look.
"You are..." Yun LAN asked.
"It''s my little martial uncle." Taoist Lin sat next to Wu Mian and twisted his beard.
He looked at Chen Qiaoqiao for two times. He didn''t see anything strange. Naturally, he didn''t see any "evil spirit" sitting on Chen Qiaoqiao''s shoulder.
Although Chen Qiaoqiao''s left shoulder is a little crooked, it doesn''t mean anything. It may be caused by his sitting posture.
Yun LAN briefly described Chen Qiaoqiao''s medical history, and then said in a loud voice, "please help me."
"Are you a medical student?" Wu Mian heard the familiar routine from Yunlan''s words, like a subordinate doctor reporting a medical history.
"Doctor of respiratory medicine, Tiannan Medical University," Yun Lan said.
"Oh, the respiratory medicine in Tiannan is good. Can you see old Zhong?"
"I''ve seen it twice," said Yun LAN. "Zhong is always my teacher''s teacher."
"This disease is not a problem in respiratory medicine. How did you bring it?" Wu Mian asked.
"It was suspected that it was an orthopedic problem at first, but then the orthopedics department didn''t diagnose it, went to the hematology department, then to the respiratory department, and finally looked at rheumatism and immunity. I think sister Chen''s condition is very strange, and she has been followed up over the years."