Song Yi

Chapter 21

Du Wenhao was sitting in Wuweitang, reading a medical book in his hand, but he was thinking of Pang Yuqin's beautiful figure just now, and the old lady's entangled promise of marriage, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Doctor Du, what gratifying thing is there to be so happy about?"

A few people walked in outside the door, and the one who walked in front and spoke was the clerk Xu Liang whose neck cramps were cured by Du Wenhao yesterday. There were two of them, but they were wearing soap-colored fast-moving shirts, with a single waist and hips. One was a strong man with a black face, and the other was a thin and thin man.

Du Wenhao hurriedly put down his book, got up and cupped his hands: "You guys are here!"

"That's right." Xu Liang said, "You took a good look at my neck yesterday. Go back and tell them that a new doctor has come to Wuweitang, who is very skilled. Everyone said come and have a look. I have a little illness, I want to ask you to take a look."

"Okay! Everyone, please sit down!"

Xu Liang first introduced the black-faced strong man in the soap-colored policeman's shirt and said: "This is our Dongda county government arrester, Lei Tiebiao." Then he introduced the small policeman and said: "This is the arrester Sun Xiaosan. Let's show them both first."

"Okay, please sit down, both of you."

Headhunter Lei pressed the handle of the knife and sat down at the table with his big thorn. He didn't stretch out his hand to signal his pulse, and didn't speak. He just stared at Du Wenhao, which made Du Wenhao a little nervous.

Du Wenhao sat down slowly, and asked, "Master Catcher, what's wrong with you?"

Lei Butou snorted and said:

"I don't have any discomfort, but I just heard from Xu Liang that you are so talented that even the doctor of Jishitang didn't treat your illness well, so you cured it, so come and have a look and see that you are a really capable genius doctor, Still a quack doctor who eats and drinks."

Du Wenhao smiled, looked carefully at Lei Butou, and shook his head slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Lei Butou asked in a deep voice.

Du Wenhao sighed lightly: "Master Catcher, your illness is already very severe, yet you say you are not ill, what a pity!"

Butou Lei was stunned, and turned his head to glance at the little catcher next to him:
"I'm sick? He said I was sick? Hahaha, I never knew what soup and medicine were like since I was a child, and my body is as strong as a big-gun ox, and I actually said I was sick! Isn't this a quack doctor? Go away Lah! They're all gone! Seek such a quack doctor, you don't want to die! Let's go!"

Get up and go.

Lin Qingdai in the back hall heard the voice and rushed out to meet him: "Oh, Butou Lei, why did you leave as soon as you came?"

Lei Bu turned his head and smiled:

"Shopkeeper Lin, Wuweitang of yours is getting more and more useless. The previous Dr. Chai was a quack doctor, and he slipped away after being put to death. Why did you find another quack doctor now? He even said that I was sick! It's a shame to say that. People in the city will laugh their teeth out, who will come to Wuweitang for medical treatment?
Shopkeeper Lin, if you invite such a quack doctor to be your doctor, sooner or later your business will be closed!go! "

Take a step outside.

Du Wenhao snorted coldly: "The arrester has lost his arm, I don't know if he can still catch the thief?"

Lei Butou paused, stopped abruptly, turned around slowly, stared at Du Wenhao, and asked word by word:
"What did you say?"

"I said that if you don't treat your left arm, it will be useless. How can you catch a thief without an arm? How can the people of our county expect you to maintain law and order?"

Lei Butou didn't say a word, just stared at him for a while, the room was so quiet that he could even hear a needle drop.

With a sound of swiping, the little man Sun Xiaosan pulled out half of his waist knife and asked sharply:
"You quack, dare to swear that we will catch the head? Do you want to stay in prison?"

"Little San! What are you going to do?" Lin Qingdai took two steps forward, and asked in a cold voice, "Tell you! Your Pang County Captain is asking Dr. Du to see your second grandma. You are going to hurt a hair of Dr. Du, guess what?" How will Captain Pang treat you?"

"Ah?" Sun Xiaosan hurriedly put the waist knife back into the scabbard, and cast a half-believing glance at Lin Qingdai: "Really?"

"Your county captain is right across from Hengxiang Inn. You have rented an upper room to live in, just to be closer so that Dr. Du can see your second grandma. If you don't believe me, ask yourself."

Both Lei Butou and Sun Xiaosan glanced at the Hengxiang Inn across the street outside the gate.Xu Liang said in a low voice: "Butou Lei, I've heard about it too, it seems to be true."

"Yeah!" Lei Butou turned his head and tapped Sun Xiaosan on the head: "Your grandma's got malaria? Did you shoot a doctor? Get out of here!"

Sun Xiaosan nodded and bowed and hurriedly stepped aside.

Lei Butou walked back to the stool and sat down, pressed the handle of the knife, his expression slowed down, and said:

"Excuse me, doctor, what's wrong with my arm?"

Du Wenhao pointed to his elbow holding the handle of the knife:

"When the head catcher came in, his left hand never left the hilt of the knife, even when he was sitting down. He didn't clasp his fists or cup his hands. This is entering a medicine shop, not catching a thief. There's no need to be so urgent, right?

Therefore, the catcher is not for defense, but for borrowing strength, by supporting the handle of the knife to disperse some strength, this time the elbow of the catcher should be very painful, right? "

"Really?" Lei Butou frowned involuntarily, but regained his composure in an instant.

"Since the head catcher came in, this arm has been in a weird posture, neither stretched nor bent, so I guess that the head catcher's left elbow may have been injured, and now the injury has worsened, making it difficult to flex and extend the joint. , So use this posture of holding a knife to deceive people.

To be honest, head arrester, if you don't treat your injury, the consequences will be unpredictable! "

Lei Butou's whole body shook, and after a while, he said slowly:
"Be more careful!"

Du Wenhao patted the pulse pillow: "To be accurate, you have to take the pulse and look at the affected area."

Lei Butou stretched out his right hand.

Du Wenhao shook his head: "Left hand! Your left hand is injured, not your right hand."

Lei Butou glanced at Xu Liang, the scribe beside him, and Xu Liang said:
"Doctor Du is really accurate in seeing a doctor. He cured my neck cramps yesterday. Let him see for sure!"

Lei Bu turned his head back, and stared at Du Wenhao for a while, then slowly let go of the handle of the knife with his left hand, lifted it up with difficulty, and placed it on the pulse pillow. This movement was obviously quite painful, and he couldn't help frowning again.

Du Wenhao put his hand lightly on his wrist, concentrating on his pulse, then stretched out his hand to lightly touch Lei Butou's elbow for a while, looked at his reaction, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Catcher, you have a lump on your elbow. You can't straighten your elbow completely, and it's a dull pain. It's good and bad. It hurts a lot during the day, but it doesn't hurt when you fall asleep at night. Am I right?"

Surprise flashed across Lei Butou's face: "What kind of disease is this?"

"It's not a disease, it's an injury!"

Lei Butou was even more surprised: "How do you say it?"

"It's called 'Blood Blood Bi', Catcher, you must have hurt your elbow, right?"

"You have finished your sentence, don't use words to trap me."

Du Wenhao smiled faintly:
"Lei Butou, your elbow should have been hit hard by an external force, and there was blood on the inside.

Although the injury you suffered at that time was not serious, but you did not find a famous doctor for treatment, the result was delayed, the bad blood did not go away, and the blood qi condensed and became arthralgia syndrome.

Now the joints and ligaments are stiff and hard, and the activities are gradually affected. Looking at the head, the cheeks are flushed, and there is evidence of heat, which shows that the internal injury of the elbow has been severely inflamed.

If there is no treatment, this arm will probably be useless! "

The catcher Sun Xiaosan next to him snorted, came up and said:
"It's really alarmist! We are powerful in arresting heads. We lift stone locks every day, dance with guns and clubs. When did our arm get hurt? Besides, head arresters are very skilled in martial arts. Who can hurt him! Is it a head arrester?"

Lei Butou stared at him with round eyes: "Didn't you see that the doctor is treating me? What kind of fart are you talking about!"

Sun Xiaosan flattered and patted the horse's leg, and retreated resentfully.

Du Wenhao said coldly:

"It's precisely because you have to be tough when you catch the head, pretending to be fine, and forcefully practice martial arts when your arm is injured, which makes the injury worse and worsens sharply!"

Lei Butou's face was very ugly, he lowered his head for a while, then raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Doctor, continue."

"It's over, you can go!"

"The prescription hasn't been prescribed yet!"

"not open!"

Lei Butou was taken aback for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

"Previously, the headhunter identified me as a quack doctor. Since I am a quack doctor, the prescribing must be a mediocre prescription. If the headhunter eats me as a quack doctor who prescribes a mediocre prescription, if something good or bad happens, I can't afford it."

With a dark face, Lei Butou asked slowly: "You want me to make amends for you, so you are willing to prescribe me medicine?"

"Don't dare!" Du Wenhao put his arms around his shoulders and looked at him with a leisurely smile.

"I'm thinking about Lei Butou's health, so I should hire someone else.

For example, Ji Shitang, don't they have some kind of Yan Miaoshou?From this name, we know that the treatment of trauma is very powerful.

Why don't the arresters go to him for treatment? "

"He will cure a fart! Lao Tzu's arm was the medicine he prescribed..."

"Really? Hehe, then I can't do anything, please go back to catch the head!"

Lei Butou had a gloomy face, pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and stared at Du Wenhao coldly.

Seeing that Du Wenhao dared to contradict Tangtang's head arrester, Wu Cong and Sha Pang, the drug catchers, were all sweating for him.

(End of this chapter)