Chapter 351: The fifth hospital, Ouyang Jingde
"Senior brother, please don't talk nonsense. Senior sister Wenren and I are innocent..."
"Come on, junior brother, you think I can't tell? I'm a disciple of the Medical Saint!" Qi Qing suddenly said mysteriously: "The fragrance on your body is exactly the same as that on that girl - I have a very good nose."
You Chuiyun explained: "That's why Senior Sister carried me here just now."
"I have already told you that I am a disciple of the Medical Saint, and your contamination is clearly not a temporary infection, but the rich fragrance that seems to come from bathing together and skin to skin.
Yes or no? "
Damn it, senior brother, you are the reincarnation of Roaring Sky Dog! You Chuiyun was shocked and said: "Senior brother, can I learn this Smell the Fragrance Kung Fu?"
Qi Qing shook his head proudly and laughed a few times: "You are gifted with magical powers, but you can't learn them."
"Of course you can't learn-"
The old man sarcastically said without mercy: "If you learn this skill, you will willingly surrender under the widow's pomegranate skirt."
Qi Qing was immediately deflated and looked back at the old man pitifully. Unexpectedly, the old man decisively pulled off his fig leaf.
"What does that woman from Ouyang's family smell like? Qi Qing, I'm old and can't remember... It seems to be the smell of milk? It just so happens that your brother and sister, Qi, died early. Since you were young, you lacked love and you prefer that milk smell... …I usually like to spy on other women’s milk babies—but when I meet that little widow, I get out of control.”
The old man was teasing loudly, smoking a hookah, feeling very happy, snoring and laughing very strangely.
Qi Qing's face was flushed. Even though he was very old, he complained to the old man in a child-like tone: "Teacher, can you save some face for me? I admit that I like the fragrance of milk... but when did I like to peek at women? A baby was born from human breast milk? You need to provide some evidence when you speak, okay?"
You Chuiyun was almost exhausted from holding it in, and was laughing so hard that Qi Qing flicked the silver needle on You Chuiyun's chest in annoyance. You Chuiyun immediately sat up in pain, and was slapped by Qi Qing again. Go down.
"Brother, it hurts, it hurts!"
Qi Qing sneered: "Are you still laughing? No big or small!"
You Chuiyun lay there honestly, not daring to laugh anymore...
——
You Chuiyun was seriously injured and hospitalized. The news reached Cunjin Peak, and a large group of people rushed to Nantianfeng Medical Center with cheers... which made the elders on duty that day very angry.
In the end, Qi Qing pushed the wheelchair and You Chuiyun came out to explain a few words, and then the military masters dispersed.
"Sir, is everything okay?"
Kuruki asked.
"Of course it's okay...I, You Chuiyun, am a tough guy...cough cough cough cough cough..."
You Chuiyun almost coughed to death in the wheelchair, but Qi Qing lightly caressed his back, and You Chuiyun finally regained his breath.
But the blood spilling from the corners of their mouths made everyone look ugly... Mo Ai even held You Chuiyun's hand in distress, looking like she was about to cry.
"Oh, Brother You, I usually say that I am made of iron, but I know that I am not made of iron, so I have a sense of proportion." Li Ziyi frowned and said: "Although you are more made of iron than me, Li Ziyi, but after all, you are not made of iron. If you are really made of iron, how can you really think of yourself as one who is made of iron?"
Guo Huai kicked him speechlessly: "If you are chatty, please get out. The medical center is a pure place, and this is the place for you to talk? - Brother You, what's wrong with you?"
You Chuiyun stroked Mo Ai's hair and came up with the words he had prepared: "It's not serious, I just went crazy during the practice, and I have recovered now."
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As he spoke, he spat blood on the ground.
Mo Ai was frightened and panicked: "You still said you were fine!"
Gao Shan was afraid that the junior sister would hurt You Chuiyun with her claws and fangs, so he forced her down and whispered: "Brother You is seriously injured, let's try to disturb Brother You's rest as little as possible... It's just Brother You... The night banquet is coming soon, you are like this …”
You Chuiyun sighed: "Of course I'm going to participate... No... at worst, just give up. You can go by yourselves. I'm not too worried."
Gao Shan nodded thoughtfully.
After sending everyone away from Cun Jinfeng, at this time, another spar wheelchair came gurgling.
"Yo, Witch Hunter!"
Ali glanced at Qi Qing with a flushed face, and looked at You Chuiyun angrily, as if blaming him for talking too much.
Qi Qing scratched his head and said, "Senior brother suddenly felt unwell in his stomach, so go and come back..." Then he ran away in a hurry.
You Chuiyun couldn't help but smile.
Ali drove the wheelchair and happily circled You Chuiyun's wooden wheelchair several times.
"Ouch, Ali, I'm dizzy."
"Hahahaha, Brother Yun, Brother Yun, you still have today...hahahaha."
"You girl is so cruel. Your brother Yun almost died, and you still managed to laugh."
"I'm happy."
"Um?"
Ali stopped and said seriously: "Thank God, Brother Yun is not dead, so I am happy."
You Chuiyun was suddenly speechless and choked.
He suddenly thought that Bai Qicai's words... He You Chuiyun was also cared about by someone. He was no longer the child who starved and froze to death on the street but no one cared about him.
Ali seemed to be aware of You Chuiyun's sudden mood. She stepped forward with some embarrassment and moved her sleeves, but she forgot that she did not have an extra hand to wipe You Chuiyun's tears.
But You Chuiyun took the initiative to lean forward, buried himself on Ali's shoulder, and suddenly started crying happily.
You Chuiyun's loud crying and leaning on Ali made many people passing by look sideways, but it's not surprising - this is a medical clinic, and the most common sounds are crying.
Ali didn't say anything, letting You Chuiyun cry on her shoulder, but she still tried hard to comfort You Chuiyun with her remaining arms.
After crying for a while, You Chuiyun gradually stopped crying... Ali said sadly: "Brother Yun, don't wipe your nose, because I'm not good at washing clothes."
You Chuiyun cried and laughed, Ali also laughed, and the two patients in wheelchairs laughed together.
After finishing laughing, You Chuiyun spit out another mouthful of blood.
Only then did Ali's expression change. "It's okay, it's congestion. It will feel better if you spit it out." You Chuiyun comforted her and said, "I'm okay, don't..."
Plop...
You Chuiyun slapped his face down on the ground.
Ali was horribly frightened - she had no arms and legs, so she could barely scream. Danshui Youchuiyun suddenly stood up again, smiling ashamedly with a gray face: "Intermittent nerve tics, don't be afraid."
Ali rolled his eyes.
You Chuiyun sat down again.
"Come on, let me go shopping - I haven't had time to look around the hospital for a long time. I've been very busy recently."
"Brother Yun, have you forgotten that I have no arms or legs—"
"Tsk, your smart little head is so wet? You could use a wheelchair to push me."
"Oh, yes."
Ali controlled the wheelchair and pushed You Chuiyun from behind.
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He started wandering around.
Ali suddenly said: "Ah hahaha, Brother Yun, you used to push me to look around, but now I push you, it's really weird."
"So let me tell you, it doesn't matter if your limbs are intact, I'm not as good as you."
"cut--"
At this time, there was a noise from a sitting area in the medical center.
"Quack doctor! Quack doctor! How can you treat diseases like this! You know it can kill people, don't you know..."
You Chuiyun was not in the mood to care about such nonsense, but the voice was quite familiar, so he asked Ali to push him to the relatively large medical clinic to sit in the hall.
As soon as he entered, he saw a young doctor from Nantianfeng Medical Center jumping to his feet and saying: "Shit, there's nothing wrong with my prescription. It's obviously this guy who doesn't follow my prescription! I'm the fourth-ranked doctor in Nantianfeng. How could it possibly go wrong!”
The familiar voice sounded: "Our elder Chen said that your medicine did not take the patient's physical condition into consideration at all. Overuse of the medicine is the cause of the patient's death."
Lying on the straw mat next to him was an old man who had fainted and had a dark purple face.
No wonder You Chuiyun was familiar with it. It turned out that the person confronting the young doctor was Chen Feiyang of Enjitang.
"The old man spent all his savings to come to you for treatment - look at him now, what does he look like?"
"What do I care about?" the young doctor said, "I have already cured his previous disease, but now he has another disease and needs to pay more!"
Chen Feiyang rushed forward, picked up the young doctor's collar, and angrily said, "I told you, that's all his savings! If it weren't for our Enji Hall, he would be dead."
The young doctor said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's time to die."
"What!"
However, this was obviously not the time to reminisce about old times, because at the young doctor's signal, the Nantianmen disciples on duty at the medical center had already surrounded him one after another. They were all fierce and powerful, and their cultivation levels were not weak.
One of them was quite ferocious. He stepped on Chen Feiyang's chest and kicked Chen Feiyang out.
The young doctor opened his wrinkled coat and said contemptuously: "What's going on? How come all kinds of monsters and monsters can enter the hospital? Enji Hall? What kind of wild hall is that?"
Chen Feiyang stood up angrily, but several people joined forces and punched the door hard, knocking it down.
The onlookers outside even retreated one after another, for fear of being harmed.
Chen Feiyang vomited blood and roared: "I won't let you go."
"I'm so scared... Beat him out, be careful not to damage his limbs, otherwise I will have to heal him."
Young doctor Shi Shiran sat down.
Seeing that everyone was about to take action, a word suddenly came out from a cold corner.
"The fifth-ranked physician at Nantianfeng Medical Center is the young and promising Ouyang Jingde. It's not as good as meeting him to be famous, and then he realizes how unworthy of his name he is."
As soon as these words came out, the doctor's assistant who was familiar with Ouyang Jingde felt a thump in his heart. If things were going to get worse, who dared to speak rudely to Ouyang Jingde?
Everyone turned to look, and it turned out to be a girl with no arms and legs in the corner pushing a teenager with arms and legs but who looked paralyzed in a wheelchair.
Ouyang Jingde looked at You Chuiyun up and down and asked doubtfully: "Where did this patient appear? Is his brain damaged?"
There was a burst of laughter in the hall.
"I am your grandfather, you don't recognize me?"
You Chuiyun smiled.
Ouyang Jingde's face suddenly turned as cold as ice.
(End of chapter)
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