Chapter 347

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"Doctor, I'm going to see a doctor!" A wild voice sounded in the Jiang Medical Hall. …≦,

This is a man who is about 30 years old. His physique is not too tall, and his height is estimated to be 1.8 metres at most. The figure is not burly, medium in size, but standing there gives a person a kind of high mountains and big rivers. A man who can't shake the feeling.

The weird thing is that this young man does not look like a modern person at all, but more like a closed man who has never been to the city since he came out of a deep mountain and an old forest.

Because he wore a coarse linen, just like the ancients. And now in the winter, everyone is beginning to wear padded jackets or down jackets, but this man is wearing such a thin.

You know, even in the countryside, as long as it is not the poorest mountainous area in the country, the problem of food and clothing has already been solved. The colorful clothes on the boat are impossible.

A young nurse took the initiative to walk up with a weird look, smiled and said, "Sir, do you go to surgery or internal medicine?"

The dress of the man, and his unique temperament, attracted the attention and attention of many people as soon as he entered. For example, this little nurse, disabled to bear whispered in her heart: "Why is this? This man looks like a savage from Shennong. He has no fashion atmosphere at all, but he just gives people a very unusual kind. How does a handsome guy feel? This kind of feeling is a bit similar to our curator. It feels like letting women indulge in and want moths to fight the fire!"

The man took out a wine gourd from his waist and said that he unfastened the bottle cap and poured a swig of strong alcohol into his mouth. The nurse standing next to him could smell the pungent smell of alcohol.

"I don't see internal medicine. I don't see surgery. I see your curator here, the Chinese medicine needle Wang Jiang Fei!" the man said heartily. The voice is very loud. A sip of wine is like a sip of jelly, Spirit 100 times.

"Look at our curator?" The little nurse was taken aback.

In the past few days, their godly dragon has seen the head of the male god curator. Since I brought a new administrator who likes to wear black silk, he has indeed often appeared in the medical hall to see patients.

Today is no exception.

However, Jiang Fei's qualifications can be regarded as an expert among experts, and he will not be able to deal with common diseases, and only the more difficult diseases will be treated. Moreover, even in this case, if it is not a particularly urgent situation, you must wait in line.

Basically, people who buy tickets and line up after 9 o'clock every morning,

Mostly, there is no chance to see a doctor for a day today. Only wait until tomorrow.

And now, it was eleven o'clock at noon. It was naturally impossible to line up Jiang Fei's team at this time.

The little nurse quickly explained: "Mr. What is your condition? If it is not a particularly serious disease, you can find other doctors in our medical center for medical treatment. Every doctor in our medical center is out of the ordinary, it can be trusted."

"But if you insist on asking our curator to help you see it first, then you'd better come to our medical clinic early tomorrow, and better come in line for registration before 8:1."

The man with a wine gourd around his waist frowned upon hearing this. Said: "So troublesome? Let it be, I should go to your curator myself."

With that said, the man just stepped forward and easily bypassed the nurse. Walked inside.

Waiting for the man to walk several meters away, the nurse reacted and hurriedly jogged to chase him. Now the little nurse's mind is still a little confused. She didn't seem to have seen the man move just now, why did she suddenly walk so far?

"Sir. Wait..."

This man is very peculiar, and has never been to Jiang's Medical Clinic. But for the structure of Jiang’s Medical Center, it seems to be very clear, everything understands clearly in the mind. Because he simply didn't need to ask for directions, so he rushed to the place where Jiang Fei was.

Moreover, no matter how the little nurse behind chased him, the man kept walking unhurriedly, but he always kept the little nurse from catching up with him, which was extremely weird.

"Here." The man smiled and looked at the door room full of patients on a table and chairs outside the door. A mysterious smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen Jiang Fei.

Sure enough, when he just walked outside the doorway, he saw Jiang Fei in the door room, casting a silver needle on the belly of a young Lad.

The man had never seen Jiang Fei, but he stood outside the door and looked at Jiang Fei blankly, confirming Jiang Fei's identity. And after he arrived, he stopped moving forward. He waited at the door with a smile on his face, took out the hip flask and started drinking.

At this time, the panting little nurse finally caught up and took the man by the arm, trying to pull him away, and said anxiously: "Sir, today our curator’s account is over. There is no time to treat others. . If you need it, please come back early tomorrow morning!"

"Xiao Fang, you go to work, don't worry about this person, let him stay." Jiang Fei said while turning his finger on the patient's silver needle slightly without looking back.

The little nurse was a little dazed when he heard the words, looked at Jiang Fei with both eyes, then looked at the weird man, and finally nodded and left.

After about two minutes, Jiang Fei lifted up his breath to take out all the silver needles from the patient's stomach, and then the silver needles in his hand were handed over to the nurse next to him for disinfection.

"Okay. After this time, your stomach is okay. You don’t need to come again, and you don’t need to have surgery again. Your stomach dysfunction this time is actually caused by the failure of the last operation and the failure to recover well after the operation. Yes." Jiang Fei said.

The patient got up from the hospital bed and put on his clothes. Next to him, a middle-aged woman, the mother of a young boy, nodded and said in gratitude: "Thank you so much, Dr. Jiang! You don't know, my son has a stomach problem over the years. But my family has been tossed badly, and many doctors have been found to no avail. Doctor Jiang, you deserve to be the best doctor in our country!"

Jiang Fei smiled and nodded, without saying anything modestly.

After the mother and son left the clinic, they went out and said to the patients waiting outside: "I'm sorry, everyone. That's all for this morning's diagnosis and treatment. Those who are registered, come back at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Although it was not time for the lunch break, these patients did not say anything and left with a smile.

In front of patients, the hospital has always taken the initiative, saying that few patients can resist. It's like medicine money, you can say as much as you want, unlike buying clothes, you can still bargain.

What's more, Jiang Fei’s medical skills are well-known all over the country, and the reputation of Jiang’s Medical Center is really good. The patients who come to see the doctor all have great respect for Jiang’s Medical Center, and naturally they won’t be obsessed with this. Unhappy.

After everyone left, the weird man with the hip flask in his hand smiled and said, "I'm seeing a doctor now?"

Jiang Fei squinted his eyes and said, "I'll see you in another place. But let me know my name first. You know me, I don't know you, it's too unfair. Also, you have to register to see a doctor?"

"Highland, little drunkard..." the man nodded and replied.

When Jiang Fei heard the name, he nodded, there was no strange expression on his face. But his eyes were slightly narrowed, with a touch of caution, and he was secretly surprised.

He had never heard of the name "Platen Drunkard" before, and had never heard of it.

However, before returning to Jincheng, Jiang Fei once asked him a question when he met the first Expert Qingxu on the surface of Wudang Mountain at the Central Guoshu Museum in Beijing. In Jianghu today, we are the top Jianghu Expert in China. How many people can compare with his cheap master Xuanji!

As a result, Taoist Qingxu said that there are almost none in Jianghu today that can match his master Xuanji. Even the master of Qingxu Daoist could not compare with Xuanjizi.

However, there are indeed a few out-of-the-world experts in Jianghu today, who have lived in Jianghu for many years, and few people in Jianghu know about the world.

Compared with these people, the so-called top-notch Expert in Jianghu is too immature.

Even Qing Xu Daochang, the No. 1 Expert of Wudang Mountain on the surface, is too weak compared to these hermit experts, and is not an opponent at all.

Even according to what he said, with his strength, in the hands of these experts, it is very difficult for him to even survive ten moves!

Dao Qing Xu's cultivation base combat effectiveness, but it can be compared to Miyamoto Kazuma. So Jiang Fei roughly speculated, I am afraid that these real hermit experts, he may not be their opponent now.

And these people, Jiang Fei remembered very clearly because he had a click in his heart.

Taoist Qingxu said that there are three, including the "Dong Wangye" in the Northeast Black Mountain Baishui; "Drunkard Monk" on the plateau; and the "Daoist Ye Cao" under the Lushan Mountain.

The little drunkard of the plateau, what Jiang Fei can naturally think of is the'Drunkard Monk' of the plateau!

Not only do these two people come from the same place, but they also call themselves alcoholics.

Jiang Fei nodded, took off his white coat, and walked out of the tavern with the weird man dressed in coarse linen.

He doesn't know if this person's intention is kind or malicious, so he naturally has to be a little cautious in his heart to prevent the other party from making any small actions.

In the process of leaving, Jiang Fei asked: "The little drunkard of the plateau? Listen to your name, you should have a lot of contact with the'Drunkard Monk' from the plateau right? I don't know what the relationship is."

The weird man was a little surprised when he heard the words, but then he smiled heartily. Haha asked, "Why, you have also heard of my master's Senior name? It's not easy. Now in Jianghu, few people actually know my master."

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