Zeng Yi looked back, only to see several villagers rushing into Ma Lao's house with a wooden plank, the leader of the person kept shouting loudly, because it was too far away, what was the situation of the person lying on the bed board, Zeng Yi couldn't see clearly and heard the shouting outside, Ma Lao in the house stood up, ready to raise his feet and go out, and the apprentice next to him immediately picked up Ma Lao's medical box.
"Ma Lao, what's going on with my illness, you haven't made it clear yet, can you go" The middle-aged Kuotai suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ma Lao, and said in his heart, what is going on, I have been queuing for a day and a night, and you want to send me away with just two words, no way The apprentice next to him got angry and said, "Don't you see an emergency patient coming outside?"
"There has to be a first come, first come" The middle-aged Kuotai did not let go, but said confidently: "What's more, I've only seen half of it, how can I just say let's go, and there must be a beginning and an end to seeing a doctor."
Ma Lao frowned suddenly, and said in his heart that this woman is not only noisy, but also very selfish, his mind is all on the emergency patients outside at this time, where can he be angry with this Kuotai, and immediately shouted: "You are sick and immortal, wait until I finish the emergency, and then I will show you, let go."
When the middle-aged Kuotai heard this, she immediately became angry, jumped to her feet and said: "How do you speak, what do you mean by an immortal, do you want to curse me to death?"
When the three apprentices next to them saw it, they threw the things in their hands and stepped forward to separate the woman from the old horse.
There's a tug in the house.
The villagers outside had already carried the wooden plank to the door of the clinic, put the patient on the ground, and said, "Ma Lao, come out and have a look."
The second boy of the Wang family fell from the house, and now he is unconscious, you can quickly think of a way" The old man tried to come out of the house, but the woman held on to her.
A look of unforgiveness, shouting: "You tell me clearly, who is going to die."
Whoever is going to die, I respect you as a miracle doctor, and you can't curse me like that."
"Let go" Ma Lao finally got angry, and his eyebrows were upside down.
Although he was short, there was a majestic and awe-inspiring aura erupting out, and the middle-aged Kuotai didn't expect this thin old man to start a fire, it was so terrifying, he was suddenly stunned, and he let go of Ma Lao's arm.
Ma Lao pulled out his arm, still angry, and pointed at the middle-aged Kuotai and said: "You shrew, get out of here, my Ma Enhe can't cure your illness, go elsewhere, the politics of rebirth are romantic" Ma Lao was indeed angry.
He has never seen such a person, there are people outside who are unconscious, just waiting for help, it can be said that saving people is like fighting a fire, but here you are making trouble unreasonably.
Ma Lao couldn't wait to kick the other party a few times.
Before Na Kota came back to his senses, Ma Lao stepped out of the consultation room, squatted in front of the patient on the wooden board, and quickly took a pulse, and while observing the patient's expression, he asked, "What is the situation?"
Fell from the house somewhere."
The villagers who carried the patient were not very clear about the situation, so they said, "He fell from his own bungalow." ” Ma Lao stretched out his hand and touched it, and saw that the other party had no external injuries all over his body, his bones were intact, and there were no traces of collision on his head, so he said: "Don't panic, I'll take the pulse first."
Zeng Yi also stood closer at this time, looking at the patient's situation, from the outside, he couldn't see anything famous, only to see the patient's teeth clenched, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and uncertain, the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly, no matter what the people around him said, he didn't react, he should have fallen into a coma.
Bao Fan also came over to watch, and said in his heart that this is not like falling on the head, how can he be unconscious, it is a small bungalow, and he can break his foot at most if he falls, but this is not like it After looking at the patient's condition, Zeng Yi stood there and looked up and pondered, wondering what kind of situation this villager was.
Because he couldn't step forward to check the pulse, after pondering for a long time, Zeng Yi was not sure, and was just about to give up, when he saw the gloomy sky, he suddenly thought of one thing, since it was a bungalow, how could it fall off at the end of the end, this is not a tile house , Bao Qifan saw Zeng Yi's expression, so he said in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to call an ambulance" Bao Qifan was a little worried, this thing is a little strange, the villager fell from the house, but he was uninjured, but he was unconscious, and he didn't know if he was injured internally, or sent to the hospital to be more safe, so as to avoid any accidents, after all, the county magistrate Zeng was at the scene, and it was not good to hear that people were killed.
Zeng Yi bowed slightly, but said: "It should be fine, I think I'm just a little frightened."
He didn't know whether to call an ambulance or not, for the sake of safety, he was going to call it, but when he called, he was not doubting the judgment of the county magistrate Ma Lao finished his pulse at this time, stood up and pondered with his hands behind his back, and said with words in his mouth: "It's strange, Wang Er just fell from the house, how could he be in a state of confusion."
When he looked up and saw the sky on the eaves, Ma Lao's expression was exactly the same as Zeng Yi just now, and said, "How about me, it turned out to be the roaring priest of the online game caused by thunder."
After speaking, Ma Lao turned around and asked, "Who was there when Wang Er fell?"
The villagers, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't know the details, and they said, "We don't know what the specific situation is."
We heard Wang Er's daughter-in-law calling for help at home, and when we rushed over, it was like this, Wang Er's daughter-in-law was soft, and she followed behind, and it was estimated that she was about to arrive. ” Ma Lao said with his hand: "It's okay, Wang Er let Lei dissipate his soul, just take the side medicine."
The villagers suddenly looked relaxed, and said one after another: "Isn't it, when the second daughter-in-law of the king shouted, it happened to be thunder." ” "If the thunder is still in the house, he won't shake anyone" "The thunder just now was really scary, I was sleeping back in the cage, there was an explosion, the glass on the window buzzed, I was scared and got up, and I thought it was an earthquake."
Zeng Yi frowned slightly at this time, this old Mr.
Ma's medical skills really have nothing to say, it can be said that it has reached the point of being superb, and he can know that Wang Er was not injured by a fall, but was shocked by thunder, this is not the wisdom of ordinary people, but between the words of this old horse, there will always be some mysterious and mysterious nouns unnaturally, for example, last time he said that the old lady's life should not be extinguished, and this time he said that Wang Er was scattered.
There are these terms in traditional Chinese medicine, but because of the changes in the world and the cognitive problems of the world, Zeng Yi no longer mentions these mysterious and mysterious words.
Standing there and thinking for a while, Ma Lao stretched out his hand, and the apprentice behind him immediately handed over the pen and paper, waiting for Ma Lao to come and open the prescription for Shennong's demonic life.
"Who do you say is a shrew" The middle-aged Kuotai in the house, at this time, seemed to be possessed by a spirit, suddenly came to his senses, rushed out and came to Ma Lao again, and said: "Why do you say that I am a shrew, and my illness is not good, why didn't you say it when you prescribed it just now, you didn't want to cheat me out of my money, I am a shrew, you are a quack."
The scene was suddenly surprisingly cold, and Ma Lao's eyes also flashed with a few cold lights, and he thought to himself, why is this shrew endless.
"Who do you say quacks" A moment later, there was a loud shout at the scene, it was a villager who carried Wang Er, his face was extremely angry, he bent over, picked up the iron hammer of the honeycomb coal stove next to him, pointed at the middle-aged Kuotai and said: "You shout again and try, see if Lao Tzu doesn't poke your broken mouth" "Me" The middle-aged Kuotai shook her waist and wanted to scold a few more words, but when she saw the vicious looks of the surrounding villagers, she couldn't help but be surprised, and said in her heart that a good woman doesn't suffer the loss in front of her, this is obviously a bandit's nest, and she doesn't reason with them.
Buried his head and walked to the door for more than ten steps, the middle-aged Kuotai said again: "You wait, this matter is not over, I will definitely go to the Health Bureau to sue you" After speaking, the middle-aged Kuotai took a quick step under his feet, trotted towards the door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. , "I'm sorry" The villager threw down the iron hammer in his hand and said, "Dare to say that Ma Lao is a quack, I will be the first to fight with him."
The surrounding villagers echoed one after another, all of them were angry, and said: "Ma Lao, don't be angry, you want us to see, you shouldn't treat this kind of person, make her uncomfortable, and see who can survive whom."
Ma Lao saw that the middle-aged Kuotai was gone, so he didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, waved his hand, and began to write the formula.
"Ma Lao, Ma Lao" There was another voice at the door, a middle-aged woman stumbled and ran in a hurry, and before she arrived, she shouted in a crying voice: "How is the second king of my family, Wang Er, you can't have anything, if you have something, what can this family do?"
As she spoke, the woman came to the front and sat down on the ground with a "poof" for a full-scale war on the resurgence of the Empire.
The villagers laughed and said, "Wang Er's family, don't howl that your man is fine, Ma Lao said, saying that he was so shocked by thunder that he lost his soul, just take medicine." ” When the second daughter-in-law heard this, she was stunned for a while, and suddenly wiped her tears, stood up from the ground, and said hatefully: "This thing, don't let him go to the room, he has to go up, just when he got to the house, there was a thunder, and he was so scared that he quickly climbed the ladder and went down, but as soon as his feet slipped and fell."
The villagers laughed, looking at Ma Lao with worshipful eyes, with a little awe in their eyes, Ma Lao is simply a fairy, he was struck by thunder, and he can even know.
Ma Lao wrote the recipe, took it in his hand and considered it again, and finally said, "Hurry up and decoct the medicine and let Wang Er drink it." ” At this moment, the sky finally fell, and the sky was drizzled, and the sky was suddenly confused.
Zeng Yi was standing behind Ma Lao just now, and saw Ma Lao's recipe clearly, at this time, he looked up and saw the smoke and rain in front of him, Zeng Yi's expression moved, and he suddenly said: "Mr.
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Ma, don't be busy frying the medicine first, can you let me have a look" As soon as these words came out, several of Ma Lao's apprentices immediately turned their eyes to Zeng Yi, and said in their hearts Ma Lao also showed a surprised expression, looked Zeng Yi up and down through the villagers, and said, "Young man, do you think there is something wrong with my recipe?"
The villager standing next to Zeng Yi took the iron drill in his hand again without saying a word, and stared at Zeng Yi with his eyes.
Wrap up the sail and quickly stand in front of Zeng Yi, saying that something bad is happening, the middle-aged Kuotai just now is really not wrong, this is completely a bandit, to be continued: