Chapter 12 Chen Busan is missing his front teeth

In the early morning of this day, before the alcohol had completely dissipated, Yang Fan got up early again. Due to his lack of energy, he even made breakfast absent-mindedly, not to mention morning exercises.

There is no other reason. The first seven days have come and the coffin will be laid today.

Grandpa was a loner by nature and never believed in ghosts and gods, so he never taught Yang Fan etiquette since he was a child. How would he know when to lift the coffin and when to bury it?

As usual, I woke up early and started chatting away with a stick of incense.

"Grandpa! These days you come to my dreams every day, but you don't talk to me, and you don't tell me when to lift the coffin or bury it. What if I don't pick the right time?"

"That's all, what if the time is right? You can't come back either..."

At this moment, Yang Fan's complaint to his grandfather was interrupted by a cry for help in the distance.

Yang Fan bowed to his grandfather and said, "Grandpa! I'm going to save people first. I'll have a private chat with you after I finish the rescue."

After a few days, Yang Fan gradually lost his initial grief. He could even chat and joke with his grandfather when no one was around. It was just like he was alive, but better than before.

It's just that these behaviors are nothing more than self-deception and self-enlightenment.

Before dawn, an old man pushing a wooden cart appeared on the island panting.

Even though Yang Fan suffers from facial amnesia, when he saw his face, he still felt familiar with that face and felt very close to it. The reason was for no other reason than that the old man looked exactly like his grandfather.

He has the same face shape as his grandfather, is as gentle as his grandfather, and is as kind as his grandfather. However, his hair is gray and he does not have the snow-silver makeup like his grandfather. He should be younger than Yang Fan's late grandfather.

It has to be said that many times we feel friendly to someone inexplicably, just because we seem to know his face. If we say it is mysterious, it is the memory of a previous life.

Yang Fan thought to himself: "Is it possible that this is the resurrection of the first seven people? Otherwise, where would the inexplicable kindness come from?"

The old man said anxiously: "I wonder if the doctor is here, but human life is at stake, so there is no time to delay."

Only then did Yang Fan notice that the old man who spoke with his mouth open had yellow teeth, two front teeth were missing, and his words were leaky.

Following the old man's gaze, Yang Fan saw a big man lying on the wooden cart, with an arrow stuck in his abdomen, his brows furrowed in pain, and he was unconscious.

The old man hurriedly asked: "Where is the doctor?"

Yang Fan just pointed in the direction of the mourning hall, then approached the injured strong man to check the injury. Regardless of his past life, Yang Fan was a good doctor. He did not decide the course of treatment based on money, did not favor life or death with power, and would not let other people's interference influence his emotions.

This will delay the opportunity to save people.

This is also the essential reason why he "does good medicine but earns little money".

Before Yang Fan could recover from the injured body, the old man's loud cry came from the mourning hall. The voice was loud and full of tears, waking up Zhu Qingshan who was accustomed to a lazy bed.

Yang Fan did not ask or mention the relationship between the old man and his grandfather. He neither knew nor cared about his relationship with his grandfather.

Yang Fan didn't know whether the old man knew his grandfather. His grandfather traveled all over the world, so how could Yang Fan know who his grandfather had befriended? Besides, as an old Chinese medicine doctor, he had cured tens of thousands of illnesses and saved thousands of lives.

Yang Fan didn't care about why the old man was so sad when he was supposed to be sad. He just moved the strong man carefully and prepared to treat him.

Although the wounds of a strong man are not fatal immediately, they can become fatal slowly.

The arrow pierces the body and enters the abdomen. If it is not taken out in time, it will bleed to death. Moreover, the arrow has a barb, which is easy to enter but not easy to come out. It is easy to pierce and difficult to remove. Even if you open the knife to remove the arrow, it is still dangerous. You can only be cautious and careful.

Be careful.

The old man rushed to Yang Fan from the mourning hall and said hurriedly: "Please tell me who killed the doctor...Old?" Then he looked at Zhu Qingshan and Qinglian next to him.

Yang Fan raised his hand to signal for silence.

He gently manipulated the strong man and removed the clothes on his body bit by bit.

Qinglian was inconvenienced and had to leave.

If someone asked Yang Fan whether it is troublesome to treat a disease? Yang Fan would definitely tell him that nothing in the world is troublesome, because the troublesome thing is preparation and finishing.

It only takes a while to cook, wash and select, but it takes a long time to cut, and cleaning and washing dishes is even more annoying. The same is true for treating diseases. Eliminating bacteria, descaling, and preventing inflammation takes more time than seeing a doctor. Change dressings and observe

, taking medicine from time to time is far more troublesome than treatment.

After a while, the strong man was stripped naked by Yang Fan, and the wine was carefully smeared on his body.

Zhu Qingshan said distressedly: "Use less. How can you be willing to use such a good wine as water? Isn't it the same as wiping with water?"

Yang Fan immersed himself in his work and whispered: "It's different. Water removes dirt and scales, while wine disinfects and sterilizes."

Zhu Qingshan didn't understand and asked, "What is the use of wine?"

Yang Fan didn't answer and said: "You all go out, I'm going to have an operation." Zhu Qingshan and the old man left the room as instructed. The old man did his job carefully and closed the door before leaving the room.

Zhu Qingshan saw the old man crying because he was not cured by the doctor, and asked curiously: "Does the old man know the old miracle doctor?"

The old man nodded dully.

Zhu Qingshan: "How did you know it?"

After pondering for a moment, the old man slowly said: "Ten years ago, I suffered from a stubborn illness and almost died. Fortunately, I met an old doctor. He used his wonderful rejuvenation skills to prolong my life in my dying years. He and I didn't have much interaction. I think he has already passed away.

Don’t remember me, an unknown old man, but the life-saving grace is equivalent to a new life for me, so I can’t wait to do it for him..."

Zhu Qingshan: "My dear fellow, you are very interested. Since you are lucky enough to meet an old doctor, I wonder what kind of person he is and what his medical skills are like?"

The old man smiled and said: "Mr. Doctor, he is a man of few words and has a cold face and a kind heart. These little miracle doctors are very similar to him."

Zhu Qingshan smiled and said: "The little miracle doctor's surname is not Yi, but Yang."

The old man said with a look of sudden realization: "It turns out that it is a master-disciple relationship."

Zhu Qingshan was not here to talk in depth and asked: Do you know what the medical skill of 'operating' is?"

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "How can I, an old country man, know how to follow my feet? I guess it is a kind of powerful acupuncture."

Zhu Qingshan stopped talking.

The old man asked: "Why did the doctor go there?"

Zhu Qingshan said bitterly: "He was killed."

The old man: "How could it be? His realm is special..." The old man suddenly stopped talking, then secretly glanced at Zhu Qingshan and asked: "Do you know who he was harmed by?"

Zhu Qingshan shook his head and said: "I don't know, when I arrived, the old doctor had already expired. My second brother was held in his arms by his grandfather and fell into a pool of blood. If we hadn't arrived in time, he would have died of excessive blood loss sooner or later.

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The old man asked: "Your second brother? Is he the little miracle doctor inside?"

Zhu Qingshan smiled and said: "Exactly, he and I hit it off like old friends and had a great conversation. He was grateful for my kindness, and I admired his character and knowledge, so we became sworn brothers with different surnames."

The old man praised: "Congratulations."

Zhu Qingshan said in surprise: "Why congratulations?"

The old man said: "Shouldn't you congratulate me for getting a close friend in your life?"

Zhu Qingshan nodded and smiled: "That makes sense."

Just then, the door opened and Yang Fan walked out with a relieved look on his face.

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything.

Yang Fan looked at the old man and asked curiously: "Don't you care about the patient?"

The old man said: "As long as you are here, nothing will happen."

Yang Fan: "You just believe me so much?"

The old man said: "I believe in medical doctors and their vision."

Yang Fan asked: "Do you know my grandfather?"

The old man looked at Yang Fan with complicated eyes and sighed: "I understand."

Hearing the old man sigh, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little sad, and the conversation became dull.

"I wonder what I call the old man?"

"Bu San, Chen Bu San."

Yang Fan said: "Don't worry, old man, your relative is fine. He can get out of bed after he's recovered."

The old man said: "Actually, that strong man is not a relative of mine. I picked him up from Xiemapo."

Xie Mapo is not far from Wanzhu Island. If you take the waterway, you can get there in an hour, but if you take the land route, it may not even take half a day, because Xie Mapo is easy to unload horses and goes downhill.

Zhu Qingshan praised: "The old man is really a kind person."

The old man said: "If you don't save someone, you will always feel guilty. Besides, this strong man is also a good person. He knew that there was a group of bandits gathered in Xie Mapo. He wanted to be a hero and do justice for heaven, so he suffered this injury.

If you suffer this kind of crime, anyone you meet will be able to save you. Otherwise, if a good person is not rewarded, who will be a good person?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Grandpa Chen is right."

When the old man heard this title, the wrinkles on his face that were not very obvious suddenly bloomed. He looked at Yang Fan with burning eyes, smiled silly with a cracked mouth and missing front teeth, and the smile sparkled in his hazy eyes.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Can you tell me what's going on with the Xie Mapo Bandits?"

The old man said: "The Xie Mapo bandit gang has three leaders, two hundred in number. It is said that the bandit leader has a first-class intermediate level and holds a ghost-headed sword. Because there is a scar on his face, he is called a scar-faced ghost. The other two are also first-class first-level.

Realm, good at hidden weapons and swordsmanship,

However, due to his low profile and low reputation, he is also a difficult person. The mountain roads of Xiemapo are complicated and close to waterways. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is also connected in all directions. The government has repeatedly encircled and suppressed it, but it has always been difficult to encircle it. So it gradually grew bigger.

It’s a disaster for one party.”

Yang Fan immediately became interested and pulled Chen Busan along, just to ask about anecdotes from the world. Gradually, Zhu Qingshan was also attracted and joined the conversation. He originally thought that Zhu Qingshan was just listening, but he later turned out to be the protagonist.

Zhu Qingshan can tell all kinds of stories, ups and downs, worldly feelings, and secret anecdotes. Some of them are like hearsay, some are well-founded, some are vivid, and some are just fiction...

It is said that the abbot of Shaolin had a bad relationship with the wife of a certain hero before he became a monk.

Rumor has it that the Beggar Clan is actually related to the royal family.

Some people say that the killer organization King of Hell is actually a remnant of the previous dynasty.

It is said that the daughter of a certain wealthy businessman does not love men, but loves heroines.

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