Chapter 118

The z1113 train from Zhucheng to Mingzhu runs fast. In a window position of the hard seat carriage, it is a flat headed boy. The flat headed boy is about 15 years old. His face is tender and white, and he looks like a Zhengtai. This makes the girls nearby smile and look at him from time to time.

It seems that the flat headed boy didn't feel the girl's peeping. He was looking at the Yellow Emperor's Canon of internal medicine with relish.

Next to the seat was a young girl who had just got on the bus. Just after putting her luggage, the young girl looked at the book in the flat headed boy's hand in surprise. After sitting in the seat, she leaned over her head and asked with a smile, "little brother, this book is a treasure left by the ancestors. Its content is complex and profound. How much can you understand?"

When the flat headed boy heard the young girl's reply, a blush quickly appeared on her face, which was as white and tender as a girl's. he hesitated nervously and said: "can read... Understand 90%"

Naturally, the young girl didn't believe the boy's words. With a laugh, she continued to tease and said, "what are the main contents of the emperor's Canon of internal medicine?"

The young girl was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine. She has been involved in books such as Huangdi Neijing from childhood to adulthood. She knows the mystery and complexity of these books, and naturally feels that it is impossible for the flat headed boy to understand the meaning. So she asked a question, which is the simplest and most basic one.

"Holistic concept, Yin Yang and five elements, Zang Xiang meridians, etiology and pathogenesis, diagnosis and rule of law, prevention and health preservation, and the theory of luck." Although the flat headed boy has a red face, he can speak fluently.

Surprised, the young girl nodded and praised, "I didn't expect that it's good for young people to recite these things. Little brother, did your family ask you to recite these books? "

"No, I like reading medical books." The flat headed boy shook his head.

"It's strange." The young girl was surprised“ Children of your age generally like to read novels and dramas with their mobile phones. How can anyone like reading medical books as much as you

The flat headed boy gave a shy smile.

"Little brother, where are your parents? Where are they sitting? " Young girls look around.

"I came alone." Said the flat headed boy, blushing.

"Alone? How is that going to work? " The young girl's voice improved a lot and she was very angry“ Don't you know that there are rampant human traffickers outside now? If you dare to kidnap children in public, how young are you? What if you accidentally meet bad people? I don't know how to be your parent

"I'm not small. I'm not small anywhere." Said the flat headed boy in a hurry. After saying this, he felt that there was ambiguity in the words and immediately explained: "I mean I'm not young. I'm 15 years old now. "

"Fifteen?" The young girl looked at the flat headed boy with a small face and said in disbelief, "are you 15 years old? It's impossible, isn't it? It looks like it's 12 or 13 years old. "

"I'm really fifteen. If you don't believe me, look at me... My ID card. " The flat headed boy's face was red and bleeding. He fumbled in his pocket for a while and finally took out an ID card.

The young girl carefully looked at her ID card for several minutes, then looked up at the boy with a flat head and asked seriously, "are you really realistic with your fake ID card? How much is it? Where did you do it, under the overpass? "

"..." the flat headed boy opened his mouth as if something was stuck in his throat.

The young girl covered her stomach and laughed. Her face was full of pride after the success of the prank.

The flat headed boy, with a red face and a drooping head, knew that he had been teased by his little sister.

After laughing for about half a minute, the young girl stopped laughing. She looked up and down at the flat headed boy and asked with a smile, "little brother, what's your name?"

"Xiaomo. The size of the small, the ink of the ink The flat headed boy looked up at the young girl. His face was more ruddy and he wanted to say nothing.

"It's quite special. I'll call you little Mo Mo in the future." Seeing the intention in Xiaomo's eyes, the young girl continued with a smile: "do you want to ask my name? Originally, I didn't want to tell other boys, but you are different. My name is Zheng Mingyue, Zheng of Zheng Banqiao. I'd like to propose a toast to Mingyue's Mingyue. Little Mo Mo, does my sister's name sound good? "

"That sounds good." Little Mo said with a red face.

Just then, an old man with white hair in the corridor of the carriage suddenly fell back and hit his head heavily on the ground.

The car was in a mess. Some people leaned their heads to join in the fun. Some people yelled. A couple of passengers beside the old man hurriedly picked up the old man. The woman pushed away the crowd to find the conductor.

The middle-aged man, holding the comatose old man in the seat beside him, hurriedly took out the pills from his luggage bag and gave the old man two pills with water. When he saw that the old man still didn't wake up, he cried to the crowd: "is there a doctor in the car? Please help my father! My father had an acute myocardial infarction. The emergency pills that came with him didn't work

"I'm a doctor." A middle-aged man in a suit and shoes came out with a tool kit and immediately said to the passengers around him, "please give way and make room for the patient so that the air won't be dredged."

The passengers immediately stepped back to make room for the comatose old man.

In the crowd busy retreat, in the crowd of small ink first nodded, and finally helplessly shook his head. Zheng Mingyue, who was next to him, observed the little detail of Xiaomo and asked suspiciously, "what's wrong with Xiaomo?"

"He did a good job. But he didn't do it well Xiaomo stares at the middle-aged man who is checking the old man's body. There is no boy's shyness and shyness on his face. Instead, it is a kind of adult's dignity“ He was right to evacuate the crowd and let the air circulate at the first time. But when he comes into contact with patients, he should not observe them any more, but treat them directly. "

"Little Mo Mo, you are not a doctor. Don't talk nonsense here." Zheng Mingyue touched Xiaomo's head, and her pretty face was full of preaching“ This doctor can carry all kinds of medical equipment with him, which shows that he is loyal to the whole industry. Since we love him, we must be skilled and have rich clinical experience. We believe he is. Why bother? "

"You don't know medicine." Xiao Mo couldn't help shaking his head.

"Hey! Little Mo Mo, you dare to push your nose on your face, don't you? " Zheng Mingyue said angrily“ Little sister, I am also a nurse, and my grandfather is a doctor, and my parents are also doctors. Although the little sister's clinical medical skills are not so good, but under the influence of the environment, she will grow up to be a graceful girl and know a lot about medicine. How dare you say I don't understand? "

"Little sister, I'm sorry for..." Seeing that Zheng Mingyue was angry, Xiao Mo immediately blushed and apologized. The elder martial brother once told me that no matter what the reason for the girl to get angry, as a boy, just apologize.

"That's right!"

"But you really don't know medicine, miss." Xiao Mo said straightforwardly.

“……”

When Zheng Mingyue was about to walk violently, Xiaomo squeezed into the crowd, squatted in front of the comatose old man, stretched out his tiny finger and felt the pulse at the old man's wrist. Then he stripped off the old man's chest clothes and looked at the old man's chest carefully.

The middle-aged man and the doctor just took a look at Xiaomo, didn't pay too much attention, and continued to be busy with the work under their hands.

Small ink carefully took out a box from his arms, the box opened, revealing dense silver needles. After selecting a silver needle in the middle, Xiaomo takes out a lighter from his pocket and ignites it. He puts the silver needle on it for disinfection.

"Doctor, this is... Do you want a silver needle?" The middle-aged man saw Xiaomo's action and asked the doctor in surprise. From the beginning, he thought that Xiaomo was the younger generation or assistant of the doctor, so he let Xiaomo feel his pulse without saying no.

"He's not your family?" The doctor's eyes widened.

"No The middle-aged man's face changed greatly.

The middle-aged man and the doctor looked at each other. After a whole second, they all yelled at Xiaomo: "stop it!"

But it's too late.

When their words just fell, a silver needle had been inserted into the old man's chest.