"I said, if I can't cure your disease, I will go home and farm from now on." Wang Gensheng quickly changed his mind. The old man was so angry that he would not recognize anyone else if he fell out.
"Haha, you are just like a farmer, not like me who have fought in wars and experienced life and death. Young people must learn to respect the old and love the young, and don't act carelessly."
Zhao Tiexin looked at Wang Gensheng and said angrily.
Let me go and kick my nose and face?
Wang Gensheng was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. He just complained secretly to Li Wanru: "Sister Wanru, is this old man your grandfather? It's so unreasonable."
However, as a doctor, Wang Gensheng would not encounter any kind of patient. In the end, Wang Gensheng swallowed his anger and examined the old man's whole body.
Finally, he sighed and concluded: "Old man Zhao, if I'm not wrong, you must have suffered a gunshot wound to your shoulder, and also had major surgery.
But because on the battlefield, the medical treatment was very rudimentary, and it left sequelae afterwards. Now when it is rainy, you will be in unbearable pain, and your life will be worse than death."
Zhao Tiexin was stunned, how could this little doctor be so accurate? It was exactly right, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
However, he was not convinced and said disdainfully: "Haha, you seem to be very capable. A doctor can do this. Can you cure it?"
Wang Gensheng said matter-of-factly and humbly: "If I can't cure it, who can?"
Zhao Tiexin was stunned again and glared at Wang Gensheng: "Boy, you know how to brag. I have seen experts at home and abroad, but they can't cure it. Can you cure it?"
Wang Gensheng said quickly: "I am..."
Zhao Tiexin interrupted Wang Gensheng before he could say a few words: "Boy, I have carried a gun and beaten enemies.
Do you think I'm a child? Believe it or not, I'll call all the leaders and tell you to pack up and get out of here right away."
Wang Gensheng's heart ignited a fire, and he wanted to slap the old man twice immediately, but thinking of Li Wanru, he could only continue to endure it now.
"Old man Zhao, don't provoke me. If I cure your disease, what will you do?" Wang Gensheng replied coldly.
The old man and the young man were all shouldered like this. If you don’t lose to me, I won’t lose to you.
Zhao Tiexin blurted out without thinking: "Boy, if you cure my disease, I will go back immediately and build a plaque with you.
I kneel down three times and pray nine times every day, offering incense and praying for you. Of course it won’t be cured, and I will tear down your little temple.”
Wang Gen was so angry that his upper and lower teeth were chattering. How can anyone be so unreasonable: "Are you simply sick?"
Zhao Tiexin stood up and shouted loudly: "Say it again if you dare."
Zhang Yingying hurriedly walked in and looked at the old man and the young man helplessly. She blinked at Wang Gensheng: "Gensheng, the old man is so old.
You can't give in. Besides, how much has Secretary Li made for Taoyuan Village? Don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face!"
Wang Gensheng also felt aggrieved, even dumbfounded: "Sister Yingying, if I hadn't looked out for Sister Wanru, he would have been moaning and screaming on the ground."
Zhao Tiexin was about to lift the table, but his arms were so painful that he had no strength at all, so he could only blow his beard and glare: "You brat, if you dare, say it again."
"Old man, it was you who was rude. I was less than twenty years old, and you said you wanted to build a plaque for me. Are you cursing me, or are you afraid of me?"
Wang Gensheng and Zhao Tiexin stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, refusing to give in to each other.
"Since you brag like this, I will believe you for now. If you really cure my disease, I am willing to apply for a poverty alleviation fund from your Taoyuan Village.
I think the road outside Taoyuan Village is good, but the road in the village is a mess and should have been repaired long ago."
Zhao Tiexin really had a fiery temper, and he yelled at Wang Gensheng again.
Wang Gensheng endured it again and again, until he had a bump on his head: "Okay, I'll treat you now."
"Hold on, what if you can't cure it?" Zhao Tiexin glared at Wang Gensheng again.
"If I can't cure your disease, I will lie on the ground and let you kick me until your legs are sore."
Wang Gensheng was angry. No one had ever doubted his medical skills, but today he was reduced to nothing by a bad old man.
Zhang Yingying was so anxious that she quickly came over to persuade her: "Gensheng, what are you doing? Didn't I ask you to endure it first?"
Wang Gensheng rolled his eyes at Zhang Yingying and said angrily: "If the old cat doesn't show its power, it will really become a sick tiger. I, the most amazing doctor, must show off my skills today."
Wang Gensheng was also very angry, and he actually made the same stupid mistake that Wang Dahan made, causing the cat to be indistinguishable from the tiger.
Zhao Tiexin didn't hear clearly, and just said angrily: "Haha, you are a miracle doctor. If you can really cure my disease, I will personally send you a banner."
"Stop talking nonsense and sit down quickly. The miracle doctor is going to treat you." Wang Gensheng shouted coldly.
People were crowding outside the infirmary. When Li Wanru heard that the old man and Wang Gensheng were carrying him, she hurried over to see what was going on.
However, seeing that the old man finally calmed down, he quietly retreated to the back and watched the changes with the villagers.
Wang Gensheng took out the silver needle and inserted it into several acupuncture points on Zhao Tiexin's arm. After that, he began to massage Zhao Tiexin with ten fingers.
Nirvana Hand, a massage technique that is almost extinct in the world, can even apply for world intangible heritage.
Wang Gensheng has used it to the extreme. He not only massages hard, but also uses novel and strange movements, which are pleasing to the eye and astonishing.
This is not treating a disease, it is simply an artistic performance, just like a hand dance.
Zhao Tiexin had never tasted such a treatment before and couldn't tell what it tasted like.
In short, I can't describe it as pain, nor can I describe it as itching. It seems to be painful and helpless, but also seems to be endless enjoyment.
But, slowly, Zhao Tiexin felt pain.
He is a veteran soldier who has been on the battlefield and has endured all kinds of hardships, so naturally he can endure this little hardship.
But occasionally I would grin in pain.
Wang Gensheng's face darkened and he said coldly: "I'm going to use force next. If you feel pain, just scream out. No one will laugh at you because you are a sick cat."
Zhao Tiexin couldn't help but laugh: "You think I'm a girl who only knows how to yell. If I don't speak, I'll be so angry when I speak."
I go, it has personality, I like it!
Wang Gensheng muttered secretly in his heart, tightened his hands and closed his fingers together.
Oops, it hurts like hell! Zhao Tiexin broke into a cold sweat and his face twisted into a ball. This was too painful, even more painful than when he was shot.
But he is an old veteran, and he won't even moan even if it hurts to death.
Unfortunately, the pain was too much to kill him. He finally loosened his teeth and shouted: "No, it hurts so much, it's killing me. Just kill me!"