Lin Suxing was not impatient at all and said gentlely: "Your wound has not been changed for two days, and there is a little pus that needs to be squeezed out. You must have forgotten to take anti-inflammatory drugs, right? I will prescribe a few more pills for you later." He helped him apply the potion and bandage it again.

Liao Xuebing said tragically: "My hands hurt so I can't raise my hands and take medicine."

Lin Suxing chuckled: "You are so stupid. You can't use it on your hands? Come on, I'll feed you."

"Nurse Lin, you are such a good person." Old Liao burst into tears.

"Don't be polite, this is what I should do." Lin Suxing washed his hands as tender as spring onions, scooped a few white pills and put them into his mouth.

Li Yuzhong gritted his teeth and said, "If possible, I want to swear him and swell his mouth. It's basically appropriate to be unable to speak.

"Second discussion." "Second discussion."

After taking the medicine, the young nurse told me seriously: "Remember to come here at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I'll feed you another medicine."

Liao Xuebing thanked him in a company, and said many interesting words that made Lin Suxing giggle happily, leaving the four students outside and making a sound.

"I have a question. Why is Teacher Liao still a bachelor who is so good at picking up girls?"

Li Yuzhong thought for a while and said, "I guess it may be that he has a mental problem, haha!" Everyone laughed, but they didn't know the truth that this joke was closest to the facts.

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At noon, the football team was training as usual. Liao Xuebing didn't have much patience, so he left Li Qian as an assistant coach and ran for a walk by himself. He saw a black Chevrolet driving out of the school, and the person in the driving seat was Qiu Daqi. The car drove towards Qianshui Street. Lao Qiu's home was on Tongcheng Road, and he took advantage of the lunch break to Qianshui Street, and he must have made some attempts.

Liao Xuebing became curious and hurried to the carport to start Harreda's motorcycle and hang it far behind.

After entering Qianshui Street, there were not many pedestrians at noon, and the streets were very deserted. Perhaps the bald people were sleeping at this time. Qiu Daqi turned into a remote alley, and Lao Liao didn't have to think about it at all, so he followed him in and gave birth.

The alley is very curved, and the buildings on both sides are uneven. This one is half a meter protruding. The one is two feet taller, and the steps of this house are twenty centimeters higher. The one is simply a wall, with garbage piled up below.

The prefabricated sewer sewer cover plates on the roadside have existed for too long and are affected by traumatic forces. They are raised forward and backward, and are uneven. The wheels roll up and shake the car so that it jumps.

Qiu Daqi stopped and walked out of the car. Although he had been resting for two days, his steps were still weak and weak. He shook his whole body as he closed the door vigorously.

"The power of Qilu Hehuan San is too strong. It cannot be touched easily in the future. Otherwise, there is nothing to do with regrets for the rest of your life." Hiding behind the corner, I saw the beloved, the majestic director, with his face as pale as paper, with two dazzling black-eyed bags. If it is viewed from the aesthetic view of students, this is called postmodern, non-mainstream style.

The house he walked into was a super small clinic. A piece of shabby long wooden board and white patent leather at the door had long fallen off, leaving only the vaguely visible Red Cross and the words "Rejuvenation Clinic".

Lao Qiu had already walked inside, and there was no need to hide too secretly. When he got closer, he saw that the door was only slightly larger than that used in ordinary residential houses. There was another old card with the words "Old Military Doctor" that said "Old Military Doctor" that experts gonorrhea, syphilis, flower willow, genital warts, glans itchy... It took a needle and never recur..." Through the non-transparent glass window, the light in the inner room was dim, a long chair, three desks were used together as a consultation room, and there was a washbasin with half of the rust on the corner of the wall.

Qiu Daqi sat next to him with a panic look on his face, and anxiously asked the "old military doctor" who was calm and steady on the surface.

"Doctor, you must save me. I seem to find that there is a little itchy place."

"Don't worry, I'm a ancestral magic prescription. I don't even need to be given an injection. I will prescribe a few pairs of Chinese medicine for you and take it for three months. But my medicine has a reputation, and the medicinal materials are relatively expensive. I stayed when I was traveling around the country thirty years ago, and I have never been willing to use it. It's because you're too anxious, so I'll prescribe it to you."

Liao Xuebing shook his head and sighed, "The inner demon makes people lose their minds, this is true. In fact, there is no such thing as syphilis. That day, the lady just asked the lady to wait for Lao Qiu to sit next to him and speak according to the lines. Lao Qiu had a strong psychological quality and believed it. I am afraid that Lao Qiu has not been able to sleep for a minute in the past two days, and was worried and scared. He didn't go to a regular hospital for examination and found such a liar. Do you think he was not long enough? Whatever people said he believed, it was probably because he was ill and went to a doctor. He was just a heart disease, but was scared by the lady."

Pushing the car into the corner and put it in a small window, I saw Qiu Daqi as if he was in a sea of ​​suffering and could not escape. After suffering millions of tortures, he suddenly saw a bright light in the darkness and stretched out his long neck and asked, "Doctor, is this medicine really effective? Can it ensure that the medicine is cured?"

The old military doctor pointed to the wall: "These pennants were sent to the patient after they were cured. If you don't believe me, you have to believe these patients. "The wall is full of pennants and plaques, such as "the wonderful hands are rejuvenated", "the doctor is kind to the heart", "the merits are forever", etc. The cloth surface faded and there is a musty smell. It is hard to tell whether it is a real estate product in the 1960s or 1970s.

Qiu Daqi was anxious, but he was not a fool. The worn-out pennant was too unconvincing and said suspiciously: "What can this prove?"

The old military doctor opened the drawer and took out a newspaper clipping, dipped it in saliva and turned to a certain page, and pointed his finger on it: "Look, this is an exclusive interview made by the TV station for me, including the comments of the chief physician of the urology department of Beijing Hospital, saying that I am like Bian Que’s rebirth and Hua Tuo is reborn, and the white and black texts are printed on it. Can there be any fakes?"

"Then see how I treat this disease." Qiu Daqi seemed to suddenly wake up, sat up straight again, and his eagerness in his eyes decreased. This morning, he read the tabloid advertisement, saying that Huichun Clinic in Tongzi Lane in Qianjie had been in the medical field for many years and had countless experiences. He was especially good at dermatology and urology. He also had the treatment experience of several patients. He was 51 years old. He was in an unsanitary hotel due to business trips in other places and misused other people's towels in the bathhouse. After a few days, he was diagnosed with syphilis and went to major hospitals for medical treatment. The fourth came to toss and turns and spent all his savings. Unexpectedly, he accidentally took a few doses of medicine from Dr. Luo, a doctor at Huichun Clinic. He was cured for half of his waist and no longer had any pain. So he came to seek treatment. He only took two courses of treatment and did not recur.

The dear director was very excited to see this and continued to read. The clinic introduced: a modern dermatology urology clinic established by the Singapore hospital management model, integrating medical research, teaching, prevention and health care, with complete functions and advanced equipment, introducing foreign bonnet technology and a new and humanized medical service concept, in line with the purpose of service, keeping eloquence confidential and never leaking any information about eloquence... Qiu Daqi said in his heart: "It's so good to say it, it's good to check it out.

When he arrived at the clinic, the teacher wanted to go out. The layout of the clinic space was narrow, and the walls were painted with yellowed lime from the 1980s. The cotton swab stained with brown blood was thrown on the ground. It was already moldy. The paint on the back of the chair was "1982, the Animal Husbandry Bureau Office". It turned out that this old military doctor had been a veterinarian before? He gritted his teeth and sat down. He could not imagine that the military doctor was cognizing the face. His mouth was really good and more powerful than those who saw the eyes. Seeing Qiu Daqi anxious and panic, it was difficult to say this. First, he talked about it and said that he had handled three or four patients, and the cure rate was not 100%, at least ninety-nine. Without hope of hearing, asking and touching, he concluded that Lao Qiu was terminally ill. If he didn't hurry up, he would have to die.

Qiu Daqi just doubted whether he had contracted a disease, and this time he couldn't help but look like a slutty.

"I will prescribe you three courses of medicine for each course of treatment, which is already very cheap. If you don't have 100,000 or 80,000 yuan in a large hospital, you can't get out. If you are not sick, they insist that you have it. If you have a check-up, it costs 300 or 500 yuan. Is that necessary?" The old military scientist spitted, like a fanatical orator on the podium.

Nine... Nine thousand yuan? I don't have that much, can I give it a little discount?" Qiu Daqi was in a dilemma. He said I was sick without any examination. What's more, after paying Li Yuzhong's medical expenses, the private money was empty, and three courses of treatment were 9,000 yuan. The old military doctor saw him driving a car with his own eyes. The big fat sheep would not be slaughtered for nothing, and he insisted on the price and did not let go?"

"It doesn't matter, my medicine is made of more than 80 pure Chinese medicines, including squid, turtle, red grass, plantain, melon seed gold, small yellow flowers, small bee flowers, honey bucket flower roots, thousands of needles and thread grass, etc. It can almost be called curing all diseases. No matter what your genitals grow, it will be kept back to its original state. Here I have two types of medicines, decocted the medicine in the red paper bag, boiled the medicine in the newspaper bag, scrubbed the affected area once a week."

Qiu Daqi had heard that the fine vegetation, turtle, red grass moss and other substances were effective in treating itching and ulceration of the skin. When he opened the medicine bag, he found that the medicine smelled fragrant and smelly, unlike the one who was drying the leaves and bark. He believed it in his heart 50% or 60%. With the mentality of giving it a try, he began to bargain and dry the saliva. Seeing that the other party seemed to be unable to squeeze out any oil, the old military doctor had to bear the pain and lower the price to 1,000 yuan per course of treatment.

Qiu Daqi took a course of medicine and said he would come back a month later. Lao Liao hurriedly hid in the alley and waited for him to leave before coming out.
Chapter completed!