Tian's little cook

Chapter 22
As soon as he entered, he saw Zhang Langzhong sitting in front of a table.Small in stature, sharp-eyed and with a small goatee, he looked more like a businessman.

"Sit down." Langzhong Zhang raised his chin and pointed to the bench in front of the table with an arrogant attitude.

I hope he is proud of his talents, Lin Zhimo asked Lin Jiao to sit down next to him, and when Zhang Langzhong saw it, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, we were recommended by Mr. Sun from Lin Family Village. This is his grandson, Sun Ranjiu." Lin Zhimo pointed to Sun Ranjiu, and smiled befriendingly, "He said that you are good at medicine, and you will definitely have a solution. ..."

"The medical skills are good, but the consultation fee is also high." Zhang Langzhong interrupted leisurely.

"Of course we know that medical skills and consultation fees must match." Lin Zhimo continued to praise.

Sun Langzhong's expression relaxed slightly, "Tell me, what's the matter with him?"

Sun Ranjiu is more familiar with this aspect, so he introduced: "His head was hit and he suffered from amnesia. Grandpa is worried that there will be blood in his brain that has not dissipated. I would like you to find a way to treat it."

Zhang Langzhong just got up and walked to Lin Jiao, "When did it happen?"

"Just yesterday."

"Where did he hit his head?"

This question was not answered, Zhang Langzhong saw that the faces of the two were uncertain, and the amnesiac did not say a word, so he stopped, "What is your relationship with him?"

Sun Ran took a long look at Lin Zhimo, and Lin Zhimo told what happened yesterday.Lin Jiao listened very carefully and kept looking at Lin Zhimo.

"I didn't expect you to be caring?" Zhang Langzhong was a little skeptical, "Would you spend money to save him without relatives or reasons?"

"You can't do nothing." Lin Zhimo didn't want to say these words in front of Lin Jiao, "Don't worry, I will definitely pay the consultation fee."

Zhang Langzhong gave her a complicated look, and continued to check, "Is there any vomiting?"

"No." Lin Zhimo replied, "I ate a lot yesterday and this morning, and I can move freely."

Zhang Langzhong touched Lin Jiao's head, and suddenly asked him, "Why are your shoes missing?"

Lin Jiao looked down slowly, but didn't speak.Zhang Langzhong asked a few more strange questions, and then concluded, "The reaction speed is slower than ordinary people, and it must have hurt the head."

Lin Zhimo said in surprise: "I think I can communicate with him normally."

"Normal?" Zhang Langzhong gave a "puchi" smile, "It's better than a child, and it's not wrong to say that he is half an idiot."

When Zhang Langzhong took the test just now, Lin Zhimo also suddenly felt that Lin Jiao was indeed a little slow to react, and he didn't pay attention to the outside world at all.

As for liking to cling to himself, he probably regards himself as his "mother"...

"Mr. Zhang, can this be cured?" Sun Ranjiu asked.

"Yes, acupuncture and moxibustion can be used to stimulate the acupoints on the head to speed up the dissipation of the blood stasis inside." Doctor Zhang wiped his hands with a towel beside him, "But the consultation fee is not cheap."

"How much?" Lin Zhimo was most concerned about this question.

"Six taels of silver."

"It's so expensive!" Lin Zhimo couldn't hold back, and yelled out in a low voice. The money on her body was not even enough to pay for the consultation fee. Does this Doctor Zhang know that he has so much money on him, so he wants to spend it all at once?
Sun Ranjiu also muttered to the side, "This is too expensive."

"Little girl, his illness won't be healed just once, it will take at least half a month for the injection." Langzhong Zhang said unhurriedly, "It's a little cheaper for you, it depends on whether you are willing or not." .”

Zhang Langzhong sat back in his seat and picked up his teacup, "Seeing a doctor is not about buying cabbage, it can be done with a few pennies. If you don't want to be treated, please invite the next patient."

(End of this chapter)