The blood flowed into a line and was poured precisely into the bowl he handed to the little brother.

Lin Qingzhu nodded in satisfaction. The method of killing chickens was very neat, and it was clear that he had dealt with chickens a lot.

Looking back, Lin Qingzhu began to concentrate on cooking.

A plate of white-cut chicken, a bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs, a bowl of fried pork with chili, a bowl of mapo tofu, a bowl of green vegetables, and seaweed soup. There are many types, but each serving is not large.

Except for that plate of white-cut chicken.

But in the end... the white-cut chicken was eaten by the little brother alone.

He tasted a piece, and the quality of the meat was really good, but the light food without any red oil like white-cut chicken really didn't whet his appetite.

It looked too dull.

My little brother really likes it. He and my little brother rushed to finish the sweet and sour pork ribs. The other two dishes are too spicy for my little brother, so I don’t eat much, but my big appetite is indeed quite large.

After he couldn't eat anymore, the little brother ate it all by himself, just think about the big strong rooster.

After eating, it's almost four o'clock, and there's no need to eat dinner, just get some supper later.

Calling the younger brother to wash the dishes with him, Lin Qingzhu couldn't help laughing as he looked at the god who had fallen into the mortal world.

With a sullen face, the little brother glanced at him inexplicably, then continued to wash the dishes with his head down.

Regardless of the little brother, Lin Qingzhu went downstairs and sat for a while. Seeing that the sky was getting dark and there were no patients, he went out and turned the sign over.

He is now...hei o Lin Qingzhu o doctor.

Lin Qingzhu, who had turned over the sign, sat back behind the counter, and saw that the younger brother also came down.

Lin Qingzhu gave him a suspicious look, and pointed to the stool next to him.

The little brother sat down silently, took out his mobile phone, Lin Qingzhu looked over curiously.

Oh, playing Tetris.

The score is very high, and he looks very powerful, and his quick reflexes are all used in playing games.

He felt that he should take his little brother to play fighting games instead of putting his excellent reflexes and quick thinking on playing a leisurely game like Tetris.

"Doctor Lin! I, Ishikawazaki, are here again!" A rough voice came from afar.

Ishikawasaki?who?

Lin Qingzhu looked up, and a strong man rushed into the store.

This tall and thick face, this vodka-like figure, this familiar big flower arm that was sewn by him, these arrogant sunglasses.

Isn't this the one from last time, the one who asked him to rescue the baby dragon, the big brother of the Japanese Yakuza organization?

"Why are you here again? How can you be sick?" Lin Qingzhu closed the book in his hand and asked casually.

Shi Kawasaki was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Doctor Lin, I'm not sick. No, it's not me who is sick, oh, it's not, it's my brother... um, it's not..."

Lin Qingzhu silently looked at the strong man in front of him who was entangled with himself. This man... Yazi who didn't seem very smart...

"Who is sick?" Lin Qingzhu asked again, changing the phrase.

"Oh! You'll find out later, Dr. Lin. They're all behind. I just came here to scout the way ahead of time to see if you're here and if you have time."

Ishikawasaki scratched his hair and gave up explaining.

Soon, a large group of people rushed in, all kinds of people with broken arms and legs, those who were hacked, those who were supported, and those who were carried on stretchers.

There were scolding and screaming, and for a moment, the originally quiet clinic was as noisy as a vegetable market.

"..."

Lin Qingzhu pressed his temples, feeling that his head was starting to hurt.

"Be quiet, what's the matter?" Frowning, Lin Qingzhu couldn't hold back his mouth.

"Did you hear me, please be quiet! Doctor Lin won't treat you later!" Ishikawazaki shouted quickly.

The air was quiet for a moment.

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts so much!" A cry of pain suddenly sounded, and then it seemed that some kind of switch was pressed, and moaning sounded one after another.

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

Tired.

"Come here, explain the situation clearly." He felt that it was not as simple as just a few people being injured.

One of the boys who followed Ishikawazaki last time stood up and said indignantly:

"Doctor Lin, today our Sumiyoshi Association and the Yamaguchi-gumi had a small conflict and got into a fight."

"So now we have brothers on both sides who are injured, and then the Yamaguchi group, Brother Taniguchi, seems to have a sudden attack of cholecystitis, the one on the stretcher."

"Then after hearing us say that you have good medical skills, the shameless people from the Yamaguchi group followed you."

The skirmish, well, it was just a broken arm and a leg, no one was killed, it was indeed a skirmish.

So that unlucky brother Taniguchi got into a fight right after eating, and as a result, he exercised violently after the meal, which led to acute cholecystitis?

Looking at this group of people, Lin Qingzhu sighed in his heart, and cast a questioning look at the little brother:

"Brother, can you help those who have broken arms and legs, connect the bones, and break the joints out of place, can you?"

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The little brother hesitated for a moment, glanced at him, nodded slightly, and stood up.

The fractured people all took a step back in fright.

Why does Dr. Lin's words sound so scary?

"Cough, then, that Dr. Lin, this is..." Ishikawazaki looked at the two of them left and right, saw that their auras were five or six points similar, and spoke hesitantly.

"This is your brother? How is his medical skill?"

[No medical skills. 】

Lin Qingzhu murmured something silently in his heart, and comforted him: "Don't worry, his bone-setting technique is very good, and he will be fine all at once, without pain."

Professional bone setting for hundreds of years, you can do whatever you want.

When he was in the last world, the second time his lumbar spine was dislocated, it was the younger brother who broke it back. That feeling, tsk, whoever hurts knows.

Ishikawasaki: "..."

When you say that, I feel even more uneasy.

Seeing that the two of them had a good discussion, the younger brother walked towards those people with broken bones, with a cold and heartless expression on his face.

This side was handed over to the younger brother with confidence, and Lin Qingzhu walked up to the older brother who had a cholecystitis attack, checked it carefully, and asked a few more questions.

After thinking for a while, Lin Qingzhu frowned, turned and walked to the left: "Take him and follow me to the basement."

The younger brothers immediately lifted Brother Taniguchi and followed Lin Qingzhu.

Behind him, the little brother moved quickly, straightening the bones of those fractured patients neatly. There were screams one after another, and Lin Qingzhu felt an inexplicable scalp numbness.

The little brother will not be as gentle as him, and he will chat with you to divert attention, and he will just twist his hands, and he will never exceed 3 minutes alone.

Even if I am amnesiac, I know this thing very well, my muscle memory is very trustworthy.

The brother with cholecystitis was checked with an instrument. Lin Qingzhu looked at the test results and told him very sadly:

"It's broken, I can't take it anymore, cut it off."

The eldest brother sat up in shock from the dying illness. He was just curled up in pain, but now he sat up immediately, with a mournful face: "Doctor Lin, don't scare me, do you really have to cut it?"

Lin Qingzhu nodded affirmatively.

Seeing Lin Qingzhu's indifferent and heartless face, the eldest brother still wanted to struggle: "Can't we treat it conservatively? Dr. Lin, why don't you take a look again, is it wrong?"

Lin Qingzhu listened to him, read it again very seriously, and raised his head expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, I read that right, where do you see it?"

"Is it here, I cut it for you, or go to the big hospital now and ask the doctor in the big hospital to cut it for you?"

The elder brother cried and said, "Can't we not cut it?"

Lin Qingzhu nodded: "Yes."

Brother Taniguchi's eyes lit up immediately, as if he saw hope: "Really?"

"Yes." Lin Qingzhu nodded: "I will die."

The eldest brother lay down again without love, and curled up: "Just cut here, you can do it."

Lin Qingzhu's head was full of black lines.

The younger brother next to him was a little worried: "Doctor Lin, can you perform this operation by yourself?"

Although they are not doctors, they also know that anesthesiologists, first assistants, second assistants, and nurses are needed to assist in the operation. It is estimated that it is difficult to perform the operation alone.

As for why he wasn't transferred to a big hospital, of course it was because of Lin Qingzhu's medical skills.

Speaking of which, Lin Qingzhu's medical skills can be regarded as well-known, of course it does not refer to the reputation of the cold-handed doctor, nor does it only refer to his reputation as an underground doctor.

It was Lin Qingzhu's own.

When he was still at the University of Tokyo, Lin Qingzhu was already famous in the Japanese medical circle.

He has published many papers in authoritative journals, and his surgical talent is even more astonishing. He is a well-known young genius.

When he returned from studying abroad, many major hospitals in Japan offered him an olive branch. When he was an intern at the Tokyo Hospital, he had already won the name of Nuo University.

Known as a new generation surgical knife in Tokyo, his hands are also known as hands kissed by God, as stable as Mount Tai, and he was born to be a surgeon.

At that time, Lin Qingzhu left the big hospital by himself and opened a small clinic with only his own doctor. I don't know how many medical seniors felt sorry and regretful.

These things are on the surface, and it is not difficult to find out. People with a little bit of status can find out as long as they put in a little effort.

Since a month ago, the name of the underground doctor Yushou Lengyi spread in the underground world, which of them didn't inquire about it?

So now that Lin Qingzhu said he could do it, he would definitely be able to do it, but he was a little uneasy.

"Yes, it's a little troublesome, but cholecystectomy is not a major operation, and it can be done by one person. But you can't be hospitalized after the operation here."

"When the time comes to recover after surgery, I still have to transfer to another hospital, which will be very troublesome."

Lin Qingzhu took a deep breath, feeling a little tired, and didn't want to bother: "I'll give you an injection first to control your condition, and go to the big hospital at dawn."

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