"Huang...get out of here...smash, smash, smash! Smash their door...Oh, it tickles me to death..."
Early in the morning, three filial sons and a group of people blocked the door of Dr. Huang's house, scolding and making noise, and all the people in the alley were alarmed.
"Folks, look at how miserable I am! This is all caused by the bastard named Huang. He poisoned the money. He is wicked..."
Half a month ago, everyone had just watched a drama about a dutiful son fighting an evil doctor, but they didn't expect that the revenge would come so quickly. Huang Zhihui deserves the nickname of an evil doctor, and he was able to poison without even noticing.
Look at these three unlucky guys. There are red spots all over the backs of their hands, arms, necks, and cheeks. The scratches oozing with yellow water are shocking to see.
"Tsk tsk... These big clumps make me itchy just looking at them. This is really enough for them..."
"They deserve it. Who made them lose their conscience? They dared to extort money from others, but now they don't need to be afraid of retaliation..."
While the crowd was talking, the three filial sons' family members all threw themselves at the black wooden door, banging their fists and swearing, making the whole alley noisy like a market.
Just when the people outside the door were crying hoarsely, the wooden door suddenly opened inward with a bang. The four or five relatives crowded at the front rolled in unexpectedly, causing the crowd to burst into laughter.
This group of frustrated people stood up and were about to curse, but when they saw the situation in the yard, they swallowed the curse words back in their stomachs.
My dear, the surrounding neighbors were also dumbfounded. How come there were more than a dozen strong men in Dr. Huang’s house? Each and every one of them had their exercise belts tied tightly, with small buckles tied from the neck to the hem, and thick cowhide wrist guards. There were also shiny copper nails, and everyone's braids were coiled around their necks.
"Damn, you're the one who broke down my door? You're tired of living. You want me to loosen your bones during the Chinese New Year?" A man in the courtyard who looked like a black iron tower was like Zhang Fei, and his words were echoed.
"Hey, isn't this the famous Monument-Opening Grenadier in Tongzhou? Isn't his martial arts studio in the countryside? Why did he come to the capital?"
"Hey, is this the famous monument-opening grenade master on the road? I heard that the Ouchi guards sometimes ask him for advice on kung fu. He is such a good man. His arms are almost as thick as my thighs..."
Listening to the common people's discussion, the three filial sons and relatives were dumbfounded, and asked tremblingly, "Sir, we are here to see Huang Zhihui, who are you?"
Mr. Lei curled his lips and said, "Look for Dr. Huang! He has moved away a long time ago. Now this house has been sold to me. If you dare to come and make noise again, Mr. Xiao, I will take care of you... Come here, lest he doesn't believe it and gives you the transfer documents." He took a look..."
While he was talking, a young apprentice came over and with a shake of his hand, a document appeared in front of everyone. "Everyone open their blind eyes and take a good look. The transaction is signed and pledged, there is a middleman and a guarantor, and it has been registered with the government. This is There really can’t be any more real documents!”
Everyone took a closer look and found that it was a document that could not be more genuine. The price of this small courtyard was 1,300 taels of silver, and the ownership had been transferred to Mr. Lei.
This time the three filial sons were dumbfounded. "Master Lei, could you please tell me where the evil doctor Huang went? Please give me a clear explanation..."
"Bah..." A mouthful of phlegm was nailed to the wooden door with a bang. The buzzing sound scared the people around and shrank back. This was so powerful, a mouthful of phlegm was as powerful as a bone-piercing nail.
"Why are you so verbose? I'm not here to buy a house, I don't care where he goes, Jiangnan, Saibei, Xiyang... His legs are growing on him, it's none of my business... Close the door, kids. Let’s stew meat and get ready for dinner!”
The disciples, disciples and grandsons picked up a troublemaker in one hand and threw it out of the door. Then they closed the wooden door with a bang and ignored these filial sons again.
Now the three brothers were caught blind. They dared to make trouble with Dr. Huang but did not dare to make trouble with Mr. Kaibei Grenade. Those were serious green forest men. Crushing themselves to death would be like crushing ants to death.
"Fellow folks, does anyone know where Dr. Huang has moved? Please send me a letter. Let's stop making trouble. Let's go visit the door. Let's kowtow and apologize..." Faced with the reality, they finally bowed their heads.
But Dr. Huang is a reclusive person who doesn't move around much with his neighbors. No one really knows where he has gone. Look at me, I look at you, people shrugged and went back to their homes.
The three filial sons were paralyzed on the ground, their bodies were so itchy that they almost died. "Ouch... Ouch, it tickles me to death... Give me a knife and kill me..."
"It's not because of you, it's because you are greedy. You were the first one to blackmail people, and now you've ended up like this. What do you think you should do? You're wicked, you're harming people..."
"Bah...you're still telling me that you weren't the most aggressive one at that time? You went up to bite the money when you saw it, you're stupid!"
"It's noisy, noisy, noisy, forget it, I'll jump through the ice hole, I won't be punished, I..."
Just when the internal strife was about to turn into a civil war, an old man carrying a straw target and selling candied haws came over from the depths of the alley. He stood beside them and sighed, "If I had known today, why would I have done it in the first place? You guys... forget it, I'll give it to you." Please show me a clear path..."
The old man stretched out his hand to the south, "You go to Nancheng. There is a charity hall near the city wall, a place dedicated to giving porridge to orphans and beggars. The three of you go and donate a hundred taels of silver. Then someone will naturally come to save you..." He said Old Man Wan carried the candied haws on his shoulders and went on to sell them through the streets.
"Old man, old man...did Dr. Huang tell you? Tell us where he is..."
"No need to look for it. I don't know where he went. This is what he told me when he moved ten days ago. He said he left a way for you to survive..."
The old man left, and the three filial sons got up from the ground and ran home. "Go home to collect money and sell the land in the countryside. I really can't stand it anymore..."
That night, the three of them raised a hundred taels by selling land and sent it to the Chengnan Shantang. The dirty old man of the Shoushantang took out a dirty paper bag from his arms and handed it over without asking about the situation of the three of them.
"The white powder is taken internally, and the yellow powder is used for bathing. A medicine will definitely remove the root..." The dirty old man said with a long sigh, "Hey... I advise you not to make trouble. I will give you an old saying, 'A dark room is a shame, the mind is as bright as the eyes, and the eyes are like lightning.'" There are gods three feet above!"
The three families were shivering in the cold wind. In order to covet 60 taels of silver, not only did they spit out all of them, but they also paid 140 taels in compensation. The three of them also suffered from a serious illness. This is really a self-inflicted crime.
Doctor Huang didn't know whether there was a god on his head, but he knew that he had met a noble person. Ever since Doctor Huang found the British doctor Buck with the business card given to him by Jonas, his world has opened a new door, and the palace of Western medicine is waving to him.
Dr. Buck was a battlefield surgeon and was proficient in various surgeries. This skill was most urgently needed in Chinese medicine. Doctor Huang's exquisite acupuncture techniques greatly alleviated Buck's frozen shoulder, which made him feel extremely wonderful.
In the end, Dr. Buck actually invited Huang Zhihui to live in Dongjiaomin Lane. The two learned from each other eagerly, often working until midnight and early in the morning. Dr. Huang finally found a soulmate.
Later, when Jonas came to visit them, he accidentally mentioned the bullying of Huang Zhihui. This made the gentleman Buck extremely angry and clamored to go to the Qing government to file a lawsuit to vent his anger on his friend.
Doctor Huang quickly persuaded him and introduced all the misunderstandings of Western medicine in the Qing Dynasty, and also mentioned his own method of revenge.
"My family has been practicing medicine for generations, and the most common thing they come into contact with is herbal medicine. My grandfather and father were exposed to many strange weeds when they were young. People would become red, swollen and itchy if they came into contact with their juice..."
"Oh, that should be an allergy symptom. Western medicine calls this symptom allergy..." Buck quickly added.
"Yes, after my research, I found that these poisonous weeds are mixed together in a certain proportion and extracted into some powder to make this kind of poison that makes people severely allergic. Do you think he took away the silver? Wrong, that is my punishment for the wicked..."
After listening to this, Jonas and Buck kept sighing, "The magical East, the magical Chinese medicine, there are so many things in this continent that we can't imagine. I really want to stay here permanently and study it carefully... But Huang Sir, is it really okay for you to take revenge like this? Those three people are all scoundrels, and they will seek revenge from you sooner or later!"
Huang Zhihui also bowed his head after saying this. He is a weak doctor, and Sijiu City is not very big. He can't hide for a while. Sooner or later, those three guys will come to fight.
"Yes, the law is not omnipotent. I really have no good way to deal with such scoundrels..." Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door of the small courtyard.
"Dr. Buck? We are Mr. Xiao's bodyguards. We have been ordered by Mr. Xiao to ask for your help..."
When Buck heard that he was Xiao Letian's messenger, he quickly ran out and opened the courtyard door in person. "What happened to Scholar Xiao? Is he sick?"
A black caravan was parked outside the door, and twenty guards walked out of the car, surrounding the coughing Master Long.
"Oops! Isn't this Mr. Xiang who has magical martial arts? What's wrong with you... Come on, come on, come into the house right now..."
"Cough cough cough...Mr. Buck...cough cough...please excuse me..." Mr. Long coughed more and more, and the hollow sound was heart-wrenching.
"Doctor Huang, please help, let's consult together..." He asked Long Ye to lie flat on the bed, and the two miracle doctors began to consult. When they untied the clothes on Long Ye's chest, they gasped in surprise.
"Oh God! What is this..."
"Oh my god, is this the Iron Palm or the Monument Opener? What a vicious kung fu..."
What appeared in front of everyone were two purple-black palm prints. Although they were not swollen, the color was already shocking.
Buck's stethoscope kept moving on his chest. Doctor Huang stretched out his hand to take a pulse and closed his eyes to think. After a while, he also looked at Long Ye's tongue coating. After ten minutes of fussing, the two of them walked to the yard and started discussing. .
As soon as the door curtain was opened, more than 20 brothers gathered around. "Doctor, how is Mr. Long? What do you need us to do? As long as you open your mouth, we can even get out the royal medicine in the palace..."
Jonas was stunned to hear this. These are a group of living bandits, actually ignoring the imperial authority? You must know that even in civilized Europe, people respect emperors and kings very much. Why are these people different from ordinary Qing people?
"Doctor Huang, I have been able to confirm the diagnosis. There is a lot of siltation in Mr. Xiang's lungs, either blood or water. If these things are not cleaned up, his cough will not be cured... I suggest puncture and drainage immediately... "
"Mr. Buck, the problem is very complicated. There is a chronic poison in those two black palm prints. I need a lot of antidote herbs now..."
poisoned? Is there blood in the lungs? The eyes of the twenty execution hall brothers were red at that time, and a group of people knelt down in the courtyard with a bang.
"Two doctors, please save Mr. Long. You can't live without him, and we can't live without him either!"
