After Chen Yuan finished speaking, the villagers suddenly beamed with joy when they heard the promise of free medical treatment today and no charge for future treatment. After all, for the villagers, there was nothing to lose, and the bastards did not take advantage of it.
The villagers rushed forward eagerly, eager to try. Chen Yuan smiled and said:
"Fellow folks, line up and come one by one!"
Wang Xiufang looked at the villagers who were lining up and smiled happily. Finally, the villagers were left behind. Everything was ready to see if Chen Yuan's medical skills could convince these villagers!
"Aunt Guiying, sit down!" Chen Yuan looked at Guiying who was first in line and said with a smile.
After Guiying sat down, she was not in a hurry to see a doctor. Instead, she stretched out her palm and waved it in front of Chen Yuan. There was still some doubt on her face:
"Chen Yuan, are your eyes really healed?"
Chen Yuan raised his head and glanced at the necklace around Guiying's neck and said with a smile:
"Of course, Aunt Guiying, I not only see you clearly, I also see that the gold necklace around your neck is fake, it should just be gold-plated!"
As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, Guiying's face changed instantly, and she was shocked to see Chen Yuan. The necklace around her neck was bought by her husband when they got married, and she wore gold and silver out of vanity.
But ordinary people in this rural area had no spare money to buy a real gold necklace, so they only bought a fake one to wear for outsiders to see. Only Guiying and her husband knew about this, but they didn't expect Chen Yuan to see through it at a glance.
"How did you tell?" Guiying asked doubtfully.
"That aunt...the paint fell off! There's a black circle all over your neck!"
After Chen Yuan finished speaking, the surrounding villagers burst into laughter, and some old ladies looked at Guiying and joked:
"Guiying, you didn't even notice it yourself. You didn't notice the paint peeling off!"
Guiying looked awkward and didn't say much. No one in the village cared about the jokes, but this little incident made the villagers who came to believe Wang Xiufang's statement even more.
They all know that Chen Yuan has not left the village for three years since he lost his sight. Considering the living conditions of his family, let alone going to a big hospital for treatment. But now he has miraculously recovered, maybe he has really met an expert.
"Aunt Guiying, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me!"
After Chen Yuan finished speaking, Guiying nodded and said:
"I've been coughing all the time recently and have a sore throat. It's fine during the day, but the coughing becomes very frequent at night!"
"Sticking out tongue!"
Chen Yuan said sternly, and Guiying quickly followed suit. The moment Guiying opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, a wave of bad breath hit her nostrils.
Chen Yuan frowned slightly, held his breath and concentrated. After looking at Guiying's tongue coating and throat, he signaled Guiying to put it away, and then diagnosed:
"The tongue coating is white, the throat is obviously red and swollen, and the liver fire is strong. Go back and get some honeysuckle, isatis root, and dandelion soaked in water and drink it! Drink it three times a day, and it will be almost done in three days!"
"Okay, I'll go back and give it a try!" Guiying said with hesitation, then stood up and left.
Just as the second person in line was about to come forward for medical treatment, a sudden noise rang out, and a rickety figure squeezed out of the crowd and jumped in front of Chen Yuan.
"Wang Laizi, can you queue up? There are so many people queuing up, you are the only one special!"
"It's just that you are so old and have no quality at all. You deserve to be lame!"
There were sounds of dissatisfaction from the crowd, reprimanding the man in front of Chen Yuan for cutting in line.
The man was in his forties, in his forties, and he should have had his own family and lived and worked in peace and contentment like other villagers.
But the man is the one that everyone in Taojia Village avoids. The man's name is Wang Fugui. He has long, dirty hair. He is thin and stooped, has dull eyes, and his fingernails are full of black mud. He smells bad. He is thrown in
Among the beggars, they will not look different.
It was a hot summer day, but Wang Fugui was wearing long clothes and trousers with scattered patches, a pair of slippers under his feet, and his left leg was still somewhat deformed.
Wang Fugui is called Wang Laizi by the villagers. Because he was addicted to gambling when he was young, his wife and children broke up. Later, he owed usury and had his left leg broken. From then on, he lived in the village in a hazy way, living a life that counts.
one day.
"Uncle Wang, if you want to see a doctor, go to the back and line up first! No one will be happy if you cut in line like this!" Chen Yuan negotiated nicely.
But Wang Fugui sneered, took out a kitchen knife from his arms, and slapped it on the consulting table in front of Chen Yuan, shocking everyone present.
"I cut in line, who has any objections?"
Wang Laizi's hoarse voice came out, and then he turned his head and looked around. His fierce eyes made the villagers who had just accused him dare not speak out.
After all, this kind of gambler who was once addicted to gambling is now alone and has no worries. If he does something drastic, no one wants to get into trouble.
Chen Yuan frowned and asked:
"Uncle Wang, what are you doing?"
Wang Fugui snorted lightly, looked at Chen Yuanyin and said with a smile:
"Da Yuan, I heard that you have become successful. Not only your eyes are healed, but you can also cure diseases. No, your uncle Wang came limping over after hearing the news. I want you to help me with the treatment. I
This leg has been lame for more than ten years!"
"Just wait in line for treatment. Why are you holding a kitchen knife? This is going to be so weird and scary!" Chen Yuanpi said with a smile.
"Dayuan, I have been to many hospitals before with this leg, but nothing can be done, so I came to you to try! If you can't cure it, you are deceiving the villagers. I will use this kitchen knife to get rid of you as a scourge!" Wang Fugui
threatened.
Wang Xiufang on the side suddenly became anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward and said:
"Uncle Wang, you have to be reasonable, right? Da Yuan is just an ordinary person, not a god descending to earth. If other hospitals can't cure him, you would make things difficult for him. Doesn't it make sense?"
"Besides! Da Yuan has good intentions. He will treat the disease for free today. If he can't be cured, you will kill someone! How can you be like this!"
Wang Fugui sneered and acted like a rogue:
"Then I don't care, I will just say this today, or Dayuan can cure my lameness. If it can't be cured, I will fall out! Of course, since we are in the same village, if Dayuan you
Admit that you lied to others, close the clinic, and the matter will be over!"
After hearing this, Chen Yuan finally understood in his heart that Wang Fugui didn't care whether his leg could be cured or not. His purpose was to find trouble and prevent his clinic from opening.
Although Wang Fugui is not popular with the villagers in the village, he lives a solitary life, so Chen Yuan naturally has nothing to do with him.
Therefore, Chen Yuan boldly guessed that Wang Fugui's actions must be caused by someone behind the scenes, asking him to use a lame leg that no major hospital could cure to embarrass Chen Yuan. At this moment, Chen Yuan had probably guessed that the mastermind behind the scenes
who is it.
"Okay, Uncle Wang, I'll take this job and heal your lameness!"
"Dayuan, we are quitting this clinic. His good intentions are being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs. His leg has been lame for so many years. If there was a way, it would have been cured long ago! We can't let this happen to us!" Wang Xiufang said anxiously.
"Yes, Dayuan, you are still young. Don't give in just because of the argument. He is alone and it is not worth trading your life for him!" the onlookers also advised.
Chen Yuan looked at Wang Xiufang and said with a confident smile:
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. When our house caught fire three years ago, I couldn't die. Three years later, I still can't die. I am confident that he can cure his legs!"
Wang Fugui sneered when he heard this. He knew his legs very well. When he was in the city, many famous doctors were unable to do anything. In his eyes, Chen Yuan was just a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and was arrogant.
"Chen Yuan, you are still young and energetic!" Wang Fugui mocked.
Chen Yuan said confidently: "If you don't have great energy, how can you still be called a young man?"