The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1 Don't Go This Way

My name is Ou Ning, and I was born in a remote village called Sheshan. When I was born, I was doomed not to live an ordinary life, because my family is a unique family.

The structure of our family is both simple and complex.

It simply means that there are only three people in our family, grandpa, mother and me.

The complicated meaning is that my grandpa is a mysterious old man. I haven't seen my father since I was a child. It is said that he was not at home before I was born.But my mother has been sticking to it, serving the old man, and giving birth to me hard.

The village is remote, and there are no other activities for the villagers. Every day before tea and after dinner, they will discuss the family affairs of the parents in the village. There are also many rumors about our family that fall into my ears, most of which belong to my grandfather and father.

I have never met my father since I was a child, and I have often heard similar topics about our family since I was sensible, but every time I asked my grandpa and mother about my father, my grandpa would curse manically and say that The beast is dead.

And my mother always hugs me tightly at this time and weeps in a low voice.

Later, I gradually became sensible. In order not to make my grandfather angry and my mother cry, I never mentioned the topic of my father once, but in my heart, I still have a doubt about the man that the whole village is unwilling to mention. .

Since they are all dead, why didn't my mother take me to his grave?

Now that he is dead, why does grandpa yell at him every time he mentions him?

Grandpa and mother are very kind people. Although those people in the village may gossip behind their backs, they are respectful in front of them, because grandpa is the only itinerant doctor in the village, and also the only A Taoist priest.

Grandpa's medical clinic is in the one-story house at the head of the village. The name of the medical clinic is rather strange, Yin Yang Medical Clinic. I believe anyone who sees it will remember it clearly.

Grandpa said that it was a medical clinic left by our ancestors, with a history of hundreds of years, and it was a precious legacy left by the ancestors of our Ou family to our descendants.

I didn't see this weird medical hall when it opened.

People in the village have minor illnesses and disasters, and they all like to run to our door and shout: "Old Ou Tou, so-and-so's so-and-so's so-and-so is not feeling well."

My grandpa would respond with a smile, and then staggered to see a doctor with his old medical box on his back.

If any family has weddings and funerals, they will come to our house and shout: "Old Outou, who's funeral is over."

My grandpa still carried his old suitcase and ran to help others.

I once asked my grandpa, why didn't you come to see a doctor yourself, why did you insist on running to see a doctor?

Grandpa always said to me with a smile: "Our family's ancestral training is like this. Traveling doctors always come to see a doctor."

Although grandpa said it lightly, I always feel that he is not just as simple as being able to treat people or organize funerals.

Because every time in the dead of night, grandpa would get up and go out quietly, and go home quietly when it was almost dawn.

As for what he did, I don't know, and neither does my mother.

Every once in a while, grandpa will go out for a long trip, about three or four days, and every time he comes back, he will give me a box of popcorn. I always kiss grandpa on the face with a smile on my face, and then Holding popcorn to fight teeth festival.

My mother is a model of a good wife and mother, virtuous and virtuous, respecting filial piety, she never talks much, and never asks grandpa what he is doing.

Every time grandpa came back from a long trip, he would give her a stack of colorful banknotes.

My mother never asked where the money came from, she just silently washed and cooked, and took care of us and my father's life.

Although the village is small, our family's life is the most prosperous. Now that I think about it, it is obvious that the meager salary of my grandfather's medical practice and funeral is not enough to make our life so nourishing.

My mother is very smart and hardworking. The yard at home is always cleaned, and the chickens and ducks are also raised. Every once in a while, I will kill one or two to improve the food for my grandfather and me. The life is quite comfortable. .

After the age of three, before the age of six, other people's children are at the age of kindergarten, but in our remote and remote place, they can only struggle in the mountains and fields.

However, my grandfather often took me to the mountains to collect herbs, and gradually instilled a lot of medical knowledge in me. In his old man's words, I am the root of the old Ou family, and the Yin Yang Medical Center will pass it on to me in the future. How can you not know medical skills?
Having said that, I have never been to the Yin-Yang clinic of my grandfather. It's not that I don't want to go, it's that he won't let me go.

At that time, I was still young and obedient, so I had never been to my grandfather's medical clinic, but this also caused me to be curious about the mysterious medical clinic when I grew up.

As time went by, gradually I grew up.

When I was six years old, when I was going to school, my grandfather solemnly hung a piece of mutton fat jade the size of my index finger around my neck on my birthday, and said to me solemnly: "Ou Ning, You are a descendant of my Ou family, when grandpa is by your side, grandpa will protect you, if grandpa is not by your side, this piece of jade will protect you, you must protect this piece of jade, and you must not lose it."

I was still young at that time, didn't I say in my heart that I should let Yu protect me?Why did I become my protector again?

Only later did I gradually understand that the so-called people raise jade and jade raises people is not as simple as the literal meaning.

However, this piece of suet jade is very pure, and the milky white milky white is very cute. Naturally, I can't put it down. I always like to hold it in my hand when I sleep at night and hang it on my chest during the day.

It is precisely because of this piece of jade that I have escaped many catastrophes, of course, this is all for later.

After my birthday, my grandfather sent me to the school in the town to study.

The village is quite far from the town, so most of the children in the nearby villages have to carry the rice back to school by themselves. When they arrive at school, they hand over the rice noodles to the cafeteria, which means that they have enough food for a week.

When I was young, my grandfather carried enough rice noodles on his back, took my hand, and walked to the school along the dirt road leading to the town.

Every time I walked on this dirt road, my grandfather would point to the beautiful scenery in the mountains, forests and fields and tell me some stories and anecdotes about his childhood.

Although grandpa has no education, but when it comes to storytelling skills, he is one of the best.

It was only later that I found out that the stories my grandfather told were all facts that he had personally experienced.

Among them, what I remember most is that he pointed to a narrow path and said to me: "Ning baby, remember, you must not enter this road."

I once asked my grandpa why I couldn't go in that road. Grandpa's long gray eyebrows trembled a few times, and he seemed to say with some regret: "Over there is Dongshan, a place where dead people are buried. You are still young, and you are afraid of being scared if you go there." on."

Then I vaguely heard my grandfather muttering in a low voice: "It's a pity, there are no such powerful Taoist priests anymore..."

Grandpa's voice was very low, and I didn't care at all at the time, but I just remembered that the place was where the dead were buried.

I was really young at that time, only six years old, how could I not be afraid of the dead?As soon as I heard that it was a place where the dead were buried, every time I passed by that small path, I hid far away, for fear that some ghosts and ghosts would suddenly appear and snatch me away.

Later, roads were built in the village and traffic was opened, and the trail was abandoned, and it was covered with weeds, so it was difficult to find it.

With the convenience of transportation, many villagers have found work in the town, and their living conditions have improved a lot.

Most of the children go to school by their fathers on motorcycles.I was the only one who held my hand every time, standing on the side of the newly repaired road, waiting for the shuttle bus from the town to the villages twice a day in the morning and evening.

After a year has passed slowly, I have long been familiar with the way to and from school, so I won't let my grandfather send me off. Every time I go to and leave school with the boy from Lao Gan's family in the village.

This kid is called Gan Chengxiong, and he is as old as me, so it can be said that he is a child.

At that time, cartoon doraemons were popular, and Gan Chengxiong looked like Nobita in it, and his personality was also very similar. He wore a pair of round black eyes and a yellow short-sleeved shirt, so we gave him The nickname he gave was Nobita.

When I was seven years old, I vaguely remember that it was a weekend, and Daxiong, I and a few other classmates played in school for a long time after school.

After the parents of those classmates picked them up, it was already dark.

Only then did Daxiong and I realize that we missed the bus back to the village.

The two children stood helplessly by the side of the road, watching the gradually darkening sky, after discussing with each other, they decided to walk back to the village.

The road back to the village is an unfinished gravel road, and the big stones are stepping on the feet, which hurts the feet, but the two of us are running and running, and we are walking very fast.

It's just that we walked and made a fuss, and somehow we walked down the gravel road, and we walked further and further.

When the two of us discovered the problem, apart from weeds, there was a bamboo forest in front of us.

Looking up, the fields are removed, and there are continuous mountains, where are there gravel roads?
In the mountains and villages, it was getting dark very quickly, and the surrounding area became dark in the blink of an eye. Nobita and I were a little scared, and we began to discuss what we should do.

In fact, there is no need to discuss it at all. The two of us immediately decided to go back the same way.

We started to turn around and walk back, but after the two of us walked back for almost an hour, the problem appeared again.

We obviously haven't traveled a long distance, why can't we find the road?

In the end, we had to recognize the reality that we were lost.

At this time, it was getting dark, we two were tired and hungry, finally found a big rock, we sat back to back to rest on it, after a while, I actually heard Daxiong's slight snoring.

Let's sleep!A voice said to me, and then I fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt as if I was pulled by someone, I seemed to wake up, but I didn't seem to wake up, it was that kind of state of half-awake.

In a trance, I seemed to hear a lot of voices not far away. Daxiong stood beside me, grabbed my shoulder and said to me: "Ou Ning, wake up, your mother is calling you to go home for dinner."

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