Forest ranger is a general term, and there are various specific divisions of labor under it, such as watchers, mountain rangers, tower observers, etc.
The small station where Xu Guangling is currently staying is very simple. There are only two members in total, and their division of labor is to be on duty and patrol the mountain. They have no other responsibilities. The young Lao Tan and the old Lao Lin take turns to be on duty and patrol.
Mountain.
The king asked me to come to patrol the mountains. There is a song that goes like this. It is very light and playful.
But the real work of mountain patrol has nothing to do with being lighthearted or playful, but rather tiring, hard, and monotonous.
Xu Guangling stayed in at night. Early the next morning, Lao Tan went out to patrol the mountains, and he probably wouldn't come back until the evening. Only Xu Guangling and Lao Lin were left at the small station.
Lao Lin is preparing breakfast for two people.
The soaked dried mushrooms are tumbled in hot water, then garnished with cauliflower, sprinkled with some MSG and salt, oh, and oil, and then paired with dry and hard pancakes. This is the breakfast for the two of them.
"Xiao Xu, what's going on? Can you eat it?" Lao Lin said.
At first, he was very reserved and called Xu Guangling Mr. Xu. He didn’t know whether it was Lao Tan who said something to him or it was for other reasons. How could Xu Guangling let him call him that when they lived together in the future? So he tried to persuade him a few times.
After several times, I still insisted on letting him call me Xiao Xu.
Xu Guangling would not tell him that he also worked as a forest ranger.
Only a ghost would believe this, so he just smiled and said: "Old Lin, what do you think I am doing?"
Yes, when Xu Guangling asked Old Lin to call him Xiao Xu, he also changed his name to Uncle Lin as Old Lin. At least Old Lin seemed quite happy with this title.
"Xiao Tan said you are a doctor." Lao Lin said, and then added emphatically, "A miracle doctor!"
"Yes, I am a doctor. No, I am a doctor who needs to go into the mountains to dig out herbal medicines." Xu Guangling didn't know if this introduction was considered self-defeating. "We who dig up herbal medicines sometimes go into the mountains and just wait there.
Several days, sometimes ten and a half months are common, and in between we usually eat some dry food we brought, such as pot cakes or fried noodles."
"So, what we eat regularly is not as good as the meal we have now."
What Xu Guangling said was not nonsense.
It's just that he copied the teacher's experience, "We dig herbs." He had indeed had such an experience before.
As for whether this is the case now, I don't know.
Of course, even if there is, it must be in a mountainous area. Doctors in cities or ordinary rural villages and towns cannot experience this kind of life even if they want to.
Mr. Zhang was telling Xu Guangling about his past experiences. He was very nostalgic when talking about this period. What he was nostalgic about was definitely not the pot cake noodles, but the days of collecting and identifying medicines.
When Xu Guangling listened, he was actually quite fascinated. At this time, he took it out, put it on Zhang Guanxu's head, and put it on his head.
The experience of a disciple pretending to be a teacher, well, there is nothing wrong with it.
However, Lao Lin didn't quite believe it.
It's not that Xu Guangling's words are unconvincing, but that his person is unconvincing. It's hard to say exactly how. In short, his current appearance and what he described are very inconsistent in Lao Lin's opinion.
To use a certain word, it is contrary to harmony, very contrary to harmony!
Xu Guangling has celestial vision.
But his magical power is not activated, and his ability to observe with the naked eye is absolutely excellent. If his eyesight were tested, only the birdman could compare with him, "I want to compare with a goshawk in seeing far away."
Now I don't look far away, but just observe the expressions of the people across from a small table. Of course, I can't miss anything. "Old Lin, don't you believe it?"
Lao Lin also had a lot of personality and twitched his lips.
I was just about to say "haha".
I don't know why, even though we just met last night, Lao Lin found that he was already familiar with this somewhat mysterious young man. He felt that he was very close to him and that he seemed like "one of his own".
Otherwise, given his temperament, at this time, even if it was to be polite, he would definitely say "How can I" or something like that.
And he will never "proudly express his distrust" like he is now.
"Old Lin, please stretch out your hand." Xu Guangling said.
"What are you doing!" Old Lin yelled, but he still stretched out his hand and placed it on the table between the two of them.
"Let me take your pulse." Xu Guangling said with a smile, "We live under the same roof now. I'm here to see if you have any physical problems. If so, I'll treat you for free.
Don’t worry, I won’t take anything from you.”
Lao Lin didn't appreciate it, "I'm not sick!"
"It's not you who has the final say whether you are sick or not. Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?" Xu Guangling chuckled, and then pulled Lao Lin's wrist slightly forcefully, "Stop talking, calm down, I want to take a pulse."
Lao Lin did not calm down. He held his breath for a while, and then took a big breath, thinking that this would make the "miracle doctor" hold his breath.
Can you feel your pulse if you want to?
That requires cooperation from me, Lao Lin!
But his performance was for the blind.
Mr. Zhang taught Xu Guangling a lot of things, including diseases, health care, acupuncture, and medicinal herbs, but he never talked about feeling the pulse. Xu Guangling was not a curious child, and he never asked about things that the old man did not teach.
The old man did not explain the medical books he was asked to read, and he never read them.
When it comes to studying medicine, always follow the instructions of the elderly.
If you respect him as your teacher, then trust him to the end.
It's that simple.
Why do you need to feel your pulse at this time? Of course, you want to have a good time, well, just have a good time.
By the way, he also teased Lao Lin. Xu Guangling found that this little old man was quite interesting. It would be easy and pleasant to get along with him in the future.
"Old Lin, you have a heart disease!" Xu Guangling said after holding on for more than a minute.
This speech is very similar to the kind of lobbyist in ancient legends. When trying to persuade people, the first sentence is often directly: "You are in great trouble! Don't you know that you are already in danger?"
Lao Lin really doesn't have heart disease.
So he looked at Xu Guangling with a look like "You're kidding me."
At the same time, in his eyes, there is no concealment of the contempt for his own people, well, a very close contempt, that is, I don't trust you in terms of ability, but in terms of relationship, we are our own people, and I will not laugh at you.
"Old Lin, I guess when you are patrolling the mountains, you sometimes feel a little dizzy at noon. It's either very serious or a little dizzy, like you've been drunk."
"In the afternoon and evening, sometimes my waist may hurt a little, but it's not serious either. It'll be fine if I walk more."
"Old Lin, there is nothing wrong with your leg joints, but you have arthritis in your elbows. When the weather changes, you will feel numb, itchy, and sometimes sore. It's very uncomfortable and wrong."
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Xu Guangling said more than ten things in a row, which made Lao Lin sick from head to toe.
Finally, his closing words were:
"Old Lin, what's up, am I right?"
Lao Lin had already knelt down.
I have no choice but to kneel down, what the other person said is really not bad at all! And it’s impossible for Xiao Tan to reveal this, because Xiao Tan doesn’t know most of what he just said.
This is nothing.
What's really terrible is that there are several things. After Xiao Xu said it, Lao Lin thought about it and realized, "Oh, this is indeed the case!"
"Can I still be saved?" Lao Lin asked Xu Guangling with a bitter look on his face.
It was fine at first, but now that Xiao Xu said it, it was terrible. Old Lin felt like he was going to die tomorrow!
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