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Chapter 81

Dead

Chen Shitou suddenly looked at Chen Shitou with envy. It turned out that he was so well wounded by the Yamen servant, and they also wanted the Yamen servant to chop him twice.

No, no, no, it’s okay to cut five times.

It's a pity that I can only think about it. Why do the government officials kill people when they have nothing to do?

Xing Wu looked at everyone's shining eyes and added silently: "Our County Magistrate Zhao is a good official who loves the people like his own son."

Sir, I have put in a good word for you.

"Yes, the county magistrate is indeed a good official who loves his people like his own son!" Si Jinbai nodded repeatedly to prove that Xing Wu was right.

But it’s not necessarily true whether people who eat melons believe it or not.

"Okay, let's all disperse. This is a medical clinic. Don't interfere with other people's medical treatment." Xing Wu waved his hand and dispersed the people watching.

Then he went to the shopkeeper of the medical clinic and told him that the medicine fee would be paid by the Yamen, and then left.

Chen Shitou was also helped up at this moment. With Magistrate Zhao as his scapegoat, Secretary Qing directly asked the doctor to prescribe the best medicine for Chen Shitou.

While waiting for the time to get the medicine, Si Qing asked Si Shanhe to go see the doctor as well.

After all, Si Shanhe was kicked in the stomach when he was trying to protect her. Just in case, it was better to let the doctor take a look.

"No, no, my aunt, I'm fine." When Si Shanhe heard that he also wanted to see a doctor, he immediately waved his hand and refused.

He had to pay a consultation fee to see a doctor, which was ten cents a time! With this money, he might as well buy a few big meat buns for his aunt and children to eat.

"You go when I tell you to. What are you doing here? Are you waiting for me to pay for you?" Si Qing gave him a fierce look. She didn't know that he was reluctant to give up money.

If this is normal, it would be fine. The stomach is where various organs are located, and if something goes wrong, it will be fatal.

Although Si Shanhe was not intimidated by his aunt's fierce appearance, he did not dare to say any more.

In addition, everyone asked him to see the doctor, so he had no choice but to let the doctor take his pulse.

The person who checked his pulse was another doctor from the hospital, named Wang. He looked younger than the one who checked Chen Shitou's injuries.

He had gone on a medical visit before, and when he came back, he saw a group of patched-up poor people gathered around the hospital, and he felt very unhappy on his face.

I went to the shopkeeper specifically and asked him to kick the person out, but unfortunately the shopkeeper didn't agree.

Si Shanhe will be treated by him at this time.

Doctor Wang saw a large group of people, big and small, with a donkey face: "Which of you wants to see a doctor? Whoever wants to see a doctor can go into the clinic, and the rest will wait outside."

"Doctor, it's me, it's me." Si Shanhe walked out quickly.

"Then come in! There's really a lot to do." Doctor Wang looked at the group of old and young with some disdain, then turned and entered the consulting room.

Si Qing did not miss his contemptuous look, a dark light flashed through his dark jade-like eyes, but he said nothing.

In the consulting room, Si Shanhe went through some questioning and took his pulse, and the results came out.

The internal organs were not damaged, but the abdominal wall was slightly injured. Just take some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove congestion.

"Doctor, can I not take medicine?" Si Shanhe looked a little unhappy when he heard that he wanted to take medicine. Wouldn't it cost more to take medicine?

"Whether you want to eat or not is your business, why should I do it?" Doctor Wang glanced at Si Shanhe impatiently, he was a bumpkin who really had a lot to do.

He picked up a pen and wrote a prescription and put it on the table: "This is a prescription. If you want to cure the disease, just take the medicine. If you don't want to cure the disease, just leave."

"Then it won't be cured! It's not a big deal in the first place, so what's the big deal?" Si Shanhe was angered by his impatient attitude.

He stood up suddenly, turned around and left the consulting room.

"Bah, what the hell!" Doctor Wang was so angry that he fell down and cursed angrily at his leaving figure.
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