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Chapter 051 Pull you to the funeral!

Gong Lihua felt his head buzzing, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to the top of his head. His temples were pounding, and his face was swollen and hot.

He is now over sixty years old, and he has been treating patients for more than thirty years, including when he was a wandering doctor when he was young. This is the first time that someone has pointed his nose at him and humiliated him like this.

Gong Lihua wanted to ask, which doctor dares to say that he has never had a misdiagnosis in his life?

Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he would not dare to say that he could treat all diseases in the world.

But the person who spoke was Shen Zhonglei, the parent official of Yongzhou Prefecture.

Even if Gong Lihua was dissatisfied, he could only grit his teeth and swallow the blood.

Shen Zhonglei stepped forward to check on Xu's condition and asked her in a low voice what else she felt uncomfortable about.

When Mrs. Xu saw Shen Zhonglei caring about her so much, most of her previous unhappiness instantly disappeared. She smiled gently at him and said, "Master, I'm fine. I just caught a cold when I went out during the day. I took two doses of medicine and it made me sweat after a good sleep."

Enough."

Shen Zhonglei said a little annoyed: "These doctors in Yongzhou Prefecture usually say that they are good at helping the world, with good hands and benevolent hearts, but at the critical moment, none of them are of any use. They should have asked Madam Tong where her home is, but it turned out that

Now I can’t find anyone even if I try to find him.”

Gong Lihua was about to leave in despair, but when he heard these words coming from the back room, his hand holding the medicine box tightened instantly, and he wanted to smash the medicine box on Shen Zhonglei's head.

The maid at the door had already lifted the thick curtain, and the cold wind outside the door roared into the warm room, but it did not cool down his hot cheeks at all.

"Doctor Palace?" Seeing that he was standing still, the maid couldn't help but urge him, her tone no longer showing the same respect as before.

What Shen Zhonglei just said was equivalent to a death sentence for him. From now on, the Shen family is determined not to ask him to see a doctor again.

Gong Lihua felt that the medicine box in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, causing his originally straight waist to bend, making it impossible to straighten up.

He walked out of Shen's house with a numb expression. He didn't feel cold at all, but his cheeks felt hot.

As Gong Lihua walked, he felt something cold fall on his face. He raised his hand and touched it, and his fingertips were slightly moist.

He cursed in his heart that he was worthless. How could he still shed tears at this old age?

But then, more cold touches continued to fall on his face, hurting him. Gong Lihua looked up at the sky, only to realize that it was snowing again.

"Master, Master!" Yin Xianglei, who was sitting in the carriage waiting for him to come out, ran over, "Master, the carriage is parked on the north side, why did you go south?"

Only then did Gong Lihua remember that he had come by car.

If Yin Xianglei hadn't seen him, he might have kept walking like this, and he didn't know where he went.

Yin Xianglei noticed that Gong Lihua was not in a good mood, and thought that Mr. Xu was seriously ill, so he did not dare to ask more questions. He took Gong Lihua's medicine box with one hand, held his arm with the other, and helped him into the carriage.

When he returned to Hua'antang, he saw that the medical clinic still had no business. Gong Lihua simply asked people to close the door and sat blankly in the lobby. His eyes swept over the medicine cabinets on one wall, and then passed by a row of medicine hangers on the wall.

, turned around and landed on the statue of the Patriarch on the wall.

He entered a medical school as an apprentice at the age of fifteen, and started working as a traveling doctor at the age of twenty. He wandered until he was in his fifties, and finally got the chance to show off his skills when he met Mr. Xu.

Everything in Hua'an Hall was personally seen by him and made carefully.

What he thought at the time was that, if nothing unexpected happened, this would be the place where he would settle down and settle down in his later years.

Every table, every chair, every cabinet and drawer in the room was his favorite.

Since the opening of Hua'antang, he has been diligent and conscientious. The reputation of the medical clinic is getting better and better day by day. With Xu's help, it soon became the most famous medical clinic in Yongzhou Prefecture. Whoever gets sick at home,

The first thing that comes to mind is to come to Hua Antang.

At that time, Gong Lihua had not yet accepted any disciples, and he had no extra money to hire other doctors. He worked from dawn to dusk alone, diagnosing pulses and prescribing prescriptions, but he did not feel tired at all.

This medical center is his wish that he has never given up even though he has been wandering for most of his life, and it is also the final destination he has built for himself in this life.

Ever since he was an apprentice at a young age, he has always hoped that he could be like his master, recruiting many disciples and disciples, and become a widely loved Xinglin master who would protect the people.

Over the past few years, he thought he was working step by step towards his dream.

Unexpectedly, it was just a misdiagnosis, and everything was shattered like a bubble.

Gong Lihua locked himself in the lobby of the medical clinic and sat in silence all night.

Shen Zhonglei's previous words kept rolling around in his mind.

As the sky outside became brighter, Gong Lihua felt that his thoughts were gradually becoming clearer.

Doctors are also human beings, and no one can guarantee that they will not make mistakes in their lifetime.

Similarly, doctors cannot guarantee that they will not diagnose the wrong pulse or diagnose the wrong disease.

He just made a mistake that most doctors would make. The only difference was that he was unlucky and met Mrs. Tong.

Mrs. Tong is young, and she reveals the mystery with one word, which makes it more and more obvious that she is not good at academics due to her age.

The more Gong Lihua thought about it, the more he realized that this was what happened.

If Mrs. Tong had not been there, even if Mrs. Zhao died of a serious illness, no one would dare to say it was his fault.

Now because of Lady Tong, not only has his reputation been damaged, but he has also lost his great supporter, the prefect's wife.

If this continues, I don’t know how long Hua Antang can hold on.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Tong's whereabouts have been erratic, and no one knows where she studied and where she is.

Gong Lihua tried every means to set up a trap, and finally let Luo Shizhong and his wife take their children to seek help.

His original intention at that time was to let Mrs. Tong fail in public and fall down and be embarrassed, so that the people watching could see that this Mrs. Tong, who was said to be a miracle doctor, also had incurable diseases and people who could not be saved.

In this way, everyone was even, so this matter was not mentioned.

Unexpectedly, Madam Tong not only did not miss, she also rescued the child easily.

Gong Lihua knew at that time that he had underestimated the enemy, and Lady Tong must have seen his intentions.

In this case, the only choice is to fight to the death to see who is more capable.

After making up his mind, Gong Lihua's expression gradually returned to calm.

At this time, the sun outside the window has jumped above the horizon.

The morning light shines through the window paper, gradually covering all the furnishings in the house with a slightly glowing gauze.

Gong Lihua looked around at the relatively elegant displays, his expression becoming more and more ferocious, as if he saw that in the near future, everything here will become dilapidated and full of dust... just like his miserable old age in the future.

Ordinary scene.

He is old and no longer has the strength to carve out a new land for himself and buy an industry.

But in the past few years, he has not been hanging around in Yongzhou Prefecture in vain. He has also established his own network of relationships in various walks of life.

Lady Tong, since you insist on making trouble with me.

Then when I fall into the abyss, I will definitely drag you with me to be buried with me!


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