In fact, for Yang Xiaobao, this matter should not be taken care of by himself.
The cause of the incident was like this. That afternoon, Yang Xiaobao was lying on a rattan chair in the clinic and was wandering on a website that specializes in cultural and entertainment.
In the inheritance of the mountain god, Yang Xiaobao has knowledge about cultural relics in the knowledge system obtained.
He didn't quite understand why the mountain god was teaching him about ghosts and gods, as well as cultural relics.
Now he has visited this website that specializes in antique and cultural relics, and finally understands that many of them involve exorcism and exorcism.
Yang Xiaobao flipped through these things and could tell whether it was true or false through the pictures.
It can be said that most of them are fake and almost nothing is real.
This is also an important part of the knowledge that the mountain god imparts his knowledge.
Judging from Yang Xiaobao's current cognitive system, even if he plays with antiques, he will become a billionaire.
Just as Yang Xiaobao was bored while shopping in the online store, he heard footsteps.
Yang Xiaobao raised his head and saw two simple clothes, with a timid expression and a man and a woman walked in.
This couple looks like they are fifty or sixty years old.
Judging from their appearance, they should be ordinary farmers.
The hard work in the farmland has made them look very old.
"Are you seeing a doctor?" Yang Xiaobao stood up and asked when he saw these two old men.
"You, you are Yang Xiaobao?"
The two old men did not answer positively, but asked curiously.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, I am Yang Xiaobao."
The two old men looked at each other, and the man said, "I'm looking for the right one."
"Who are you treating a doctor?" Yang Xiaobao asked again.
The two old men shook their heads and said, "It's not that we are treating a doctor, it's because they want to ask you to treat us alone."
Yang Xiaobao said oh, and then he realized it.
"Then, what about the patient?"
"At home, I wonder if I can invite you there?" The old man said nervously and crampedly, afraid that Yang Xiaobao would refuse.
Yang Xiaobao uh, he had never been to the hospital.
Most patients come by themselves, while in the worse part, their families are pulled over in a car.
And Yang Xiaobao has never been allowed to visit the doctor.
This is mainly because Yang Xiaobao is very busy every day and cannot be in the clinic all the time, let alone have time to go to the clinic.
Even Dong Zhiyong had to make an appointment with Yang Xiaobao every time, and drove his son Dong Haoxuan to see the doctor.
"Doctor Yang, we will give you medical expenses, so you can help you go there."
The two old men looked at Yang Xiaobao with pleading eyes.
Yang Xiaobao looked at the two old men and sighed.
"Then, why can't you pull the patient over? Wouldn't this save time?"
The two old men looked at each other and said stutteringly: "Doctor Yang, you, you go and see what's going on."
Judging from the expressions of the two old men, how could he reject these two old men?
"Okay, then which village are you from?"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao agreeing, the two old men were very happy. They immediately said, "We, we are from Yaojia Village."
Yang Xiaobao knew that Yaojia Village was also a village in Shitou Town, which was west of Beihe Village.
"Your surname is yours? Who am I looking for when I go to Yaojia Village?"
"My name is Yao Wanhuai. When you go to Yaojia Village, you will say you will find Yao Wanhuai's family. Everyone in the village knows it."
Yang Xiaobao nodded. Anyway, there was nothing to do this afternoon, so I just went there.
"Then you go back first, I'll come later." Yang Xiaobao said to Yao Wanhuai and his wife.
The old couple nodded repeatedly and left with great gratitude.
After they left, Yang Xiaobao simply packed up the treatment tools, rode a motorcycle and drove towards Yaojia Village.
It's time to go to the ground now, and the village seems empty.
Only a few elderly people sat at the entrance of the village, gathered in a bunch of people to talk.
Yang Xiaobao parked his motorcycle and walked over and asked, "How can Yao Wanhuai get to your house?"
When he heard Yang Xiaobao inquire about Yao Wanhuai’s home, the expressions of several old men became very strange.
Yang Xiaobao saw it and was a little puzzled.
They asked suspiciously: "You, what are you looking for Yao Wanhuai's family? Where did you come from?"
"I'm here to treat the patients from Yao Wanhuai's family." Yang Xiaobao said.
These old men looked at each other again.
Their eyes were very strange, as if they were a bit indescribable.
"Along this road, go in, turn the corner at the end of the road, and the second one is planted at the north side of the road, and there is a peach tree at the door."
Yang Xiaobao nodded, thanked him, and walked towards his motorcycle.
Yang Xiaobao obviously felt that these old people were staring at their backs.
This feeling is very bad.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and saw the old men quickly avoiding their eyes.
When Yang Xiaobao rode his motorcycle, the old men began to mutter something again.
Yang Xiaobao frowned, wondering what was going on.
But he couldn't care so much, he rode his motorcycle and followed the route they pointed to and walked into the village.
Soon, he found Yao Wanhuai's home.
Yang Xiaobao parked his motorcycle at Yao Wanhuai's doorstep and asked loudly: "Is there anyone at home?"
Waiting for a while, there was no reply.
Yang Xiaobao knew that he and Yao Wanhuai were not on the same road, and that he was riding a motorcycle and got home faster than them.
He thought about it and decided not to wait at the door, but to go in and see the patient first.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao pushed open the door and walked into the yard.
He saw the yard in dilapidated shape, facing the gate, facing the south direction were three tiled houses.
The things are in the wing room, and a pot is supported under the eaves, which should be used for cooking.
Although the rural people are poor, most of them are now built on buildings.
I didn’t expect that Yao Wanhuai’s family was so dilapidated.
"Is anyone?" Yang Xiaobao asked again.
After waiting for a while, a voice asked in the east wing, "Yes, who is it?"
"I invited the patient to see the patient." Yang Xiaobao said loudly, "Where is the patient?"
The east wing was silent for a while, and then a "creak" sound was heard, the door was pushed open, and a disheveled man walked out.
This man looks like he is in his thirties, wearing wrinkles, shaking his way, his eyes full of vigilance and suspicion.
"Are you a doctor?" the guy asked.
"Yes, it was Yao Wanhuai who invited me."
"My dad is really. I can't even treat so many doctors after I hired them. Can you do it?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Maybe it can do it."
The guy looked up and down at Yang Xiaobao again, snorted, and said, "I'll explain first, don't be afraid."
"Fear?"
Yang Xiaobao frowned.
He felt a little weird since he entered the village.
Whether it is the old man at the entrance of the village or the man, it is all weird. This chapter has been completed!