Luo Yan didn't care about so much, he stepped forward with his head held high and his chest held high.
"Did you hear it? She said yes! Do you even doubt the words of such an ignorant girl? Well?!"
The face of the village chief of Canshou Village twitched slightly.
He looked at Piaopiao, who was extremely guilty and obviously had a sense of uneasiness, and said lightly:
"Of course your people speak to you, and they are not evidence. But what I want to say is that doctors are not that easy to be. If you want our recognition, then pass a small test."
The village chief smiled, a bit sinister.
Luo Yan is very interested.
"Oh? Test? Do you think I'm afraid of the test?"
He suddenly pulled out the big sword, and five or six tentacles that fluttered in the wind grew behind him, laughing:
"Then come! What are you waiting for? Draw your sword! Come with me!"
“…”
Everyone in Candidate Village was stunned.
"Draw...draw the sword?"
The butcher mask appeared on Luo Yan's face, and his whole aura suddenly became cold and solemn.
"Of course, you have to draw your sword. When you meet with your colleagues, you don't draw your sword. It's not respectful to the other party."
Is that true? The teacher saw his colleagues as if he saw his father’s enemy, and he would chop him up whenever he met... so that the doctors within a radius of dozens of miles of Huihun Street were dead.
The teacher is still very cruel. Even the grass from his fellow employees has been pulled out, the eggs have been shaken and yellow, and the earthworms in the soil have to be dug out and chopped up.
The village chief was shocked, took a step back and bumped into the arms of a tall villager.
"No! No! Do you have any misunderstandings? Why do doctors draw swords when they meet with doctors? We are just doctors!"
Luo Yan sneered: "Doctor, shouldn't we just meet and share life and death? Otherwise, what kind of doctor do you become?"
This is how the teacher teaches! The teacher will not lie!
Everyone in Canshou Village was shocked.
They have been in the industry for many years, and they have seen it so strange, cruel, and crazy, but they can draw their swords when they meet...
No! This habit is definitely not something a doctor should have!
The village chief explained with a tough bullet and said a lot before slowly dispelling Luo Yan's determination to fight.
"So, there is no need to duel when a doctor meets? But my teacher said..."
Luo Yan was extremely suspicious.
"Please! Is it good to have some common sense? Doctors are professions to cure diseases and save people. They occasionally poison people, blackmail and rob... Even if they have competition with their peers, they don't need to draw their swords when they meet!"
The village chief of Canshou Village was a little disappointed. He didn't know what kind of weirdness it was, so he could teach Luo Yan a weirdness.
Luo Yan slowly took back the knife and asked in confusion:
"Then, what's the test you're talking about?"
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party put away his knife.
It’s not that he was scared, but that the guy on the other side saw that his combat effectiveness was very good.
Doctors are civilians, but they are not good at fighting.
Of course, on weekdays, doctors don’t need to fight... Who is so immoral and chases the doctor every day without eggs?
A very far away, the alchemist who had just crushed bones and ashes in a pharmacy store sneezes and rubbed his nose inexplicably.
"Strange... Strange, who is scolding me?"
He shook his head and stopped caring about these things, but took out the map from his arms.
"Well, it's time to go to the next pharmacy store... and chase the doctor."
...
Luo Yan nodded hesitantly.
"You said this, it makes sense... Then, what is your so-called test?"
The village chief hid the scalpel on his right hand without any trace.
"Since you are a doctor, you must have your own treatment methods."
This is Luo Yan’s strength!
He carried his hands on his back and said lightly:
“A little research.”
Seeing the other party responding, the village chief asked maliciously:
"So, what are your treatment methods?"
Luo Yan said proudly: "Take the pulse!"
Although he couldn't take his pulse at all, he had a diagnosis and could accurately diagnose the other party's disease as long as he encountered the patient.
If you have such golden fingers, do you still need to know how to take your pulse?
The village chief shouted loudly: "Okay!"
This sounded good, which scared everyone.
The village chief touched his beard and said:
"Enge, come out and let this 'doctor' take his pulse and ask him to diagnose what disease you have."
After the village chief said that, the tall villager behind him slowly walked out.
This villager is over three meters tall, has a strong body, and has a tiger's back and a bear's waist.
Although he looks rough and has a beard, his eyes are quite gentle and the scalpel in his hand is particularly delicate and delicate.
"Hello, my name is Enge."
Enge gave Luo Yan a friendly smile.
"Hello, my name is Luo Yan."
As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone with a smile, if the other person is so polite, Luo Yan will naturally be very gentle.
Eng nodded, leaned over quietly, and whispered:
"Doctor Luo Yan, you are so brave. I am countless times more timid than you... I have never dared to tell others that I am a pervert and afraid that they will discriminate against me... But you are different. You are so brave and not afraid at all.
Facing yourself, you—”
Seeing the big man with a big burly look of admiration and even a little admiration, Luo Yan interrupted in a hurry.
"Stop! Wait! I'm not what you think, I'm not a change-"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Yan was interrupted by the village chief of Canshou Village again.
"The test is very simple. Since you are good at taking the pulse,"
A trace of cunning appeared in the village chief's eyes.
"Then you take your pulse and see what diseases he has... Don't look at Eng's physical condition, but he is not healthy, just look at... Whether your diagnosis is so wise or not, can you tell it.
”
Luo Yan's attention was diverted and he looked at the village chief.
"Haha, that's so simple? Then come on."
He turned his gaze to Enge and said lightly: "Please stretch out your hand."
Enge hesitated for a moment and stretched out his left hand without a knife.
His hands were very big, and his slap could easily pinch Luo Yan's head. His palms were as hard as stones.
"Please take your pulse."
Luo Yan nodded and confidently put his finger on the other person's wrist.
Diagnosis...activated!
"Ding! Diagnosis results are: psychological distortion, kidney deficiency, and a high-level curse on the left hand, which cannot be regenerated."
Sure enough, the diagnosis came out all of a sudden.
Luo Yan showed a look of surprise and looked at Enge.
"you……"
You are so big and have kidney deficiency?!
Seeing this, the village chief immediately smiled gloomy.
"How? Mr. Luo Yan, can you... diagnose Enge's disease? Hehehehehehe!"
When Piaopiao heard the laughter, she couldn't help but curl her lips and hid behind Luo Yan.
The village chief's laughter is so perverted and evil, it's better for the master...
Luo Yan hid the butcher mask on his face and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, with a serious expression.
"I can't believe that Enge, you have such a big physique, actually... kidney deficiency?"