Xu Mo began to prepare for the government examination in April.
In the past few days, the small courtyard has changed from deserted to prosperous, and from prosperous to deserted.
The brothers and sisters were a little unable to react.
Zheng Ruqian was even more speechless, "If I had known that studying would have so many benefits, I would have gone to school with my eldest brother."
Jiang Sheng glanced at him and said, "Listen to memorize the eight-part essay."
"..." The second brother looked up at the sky.
Everyone can read, but not everyone is named Xu Mo.
He is amazingly talented, he is smart and hardworking, and his talent and hard work are indispensable.
Anyway, in Xiao Jiang Sheng's heart, the eldest brother is the smartest and most powerful.
Zheng Ruqian stood next to him and straightened his mouth.
He admitted that the eldest brother was very powerful, but Xiao Jiang Sheng also wanted to see if the second brother was good. The second brother could make money and the second brother was also very powerful.
"Am I not powerful?" Fang Heng was even more disappointed, "I can fight five with one."
Wen Zhiyun's lips moved again, but he swallowed it again.
Chang Yan was left watching this scene with interest, occasionally coughing twice to indicate the presence of the fifth brother.
At this time, Jiang Sheng had the biggest headache.
It’s not good to have too many brothers.
Except for the fourth brother, who is gentle and does not like to argue, the other brothers have to pinch each other twice and compete for the best in everything.
Xiao Jiang Sheng was in a good mood, coaxing this and that, and the family was harmonious again.
But this time Jiang Sheng was in a bad mood and no one wanted to comfort him.
She put her arms on her hips and left in a huff.
Zheng Ruqian and Fang Heng were left looking at each other.
"It's you who made your sister unhappy."
"It's you, it's you."
"Nonsense, it's obviously you."
"If you don't accept it, let's fight..."
In fact, in this family, everyone works hard and contributes.
The eldest brother is good at studying, the second brother is good at making money, the third brother is good at skills, and even the fifth brother is so smart.
Wen Zhiyun was somewhat confident at first, when he was making money by treating diseases in the village.
But now that he has moved, there is no shortage of doctors and doctors in Xieyang County. Naturally, no one cares about him, a half-hearted doctor.
So every time the second brother and the third brother quarrel, the eldest brother and the fifth brother can interrupt and watch the fun.
Only Wen Zhiyun wanted to speak but stopped.
He has too low self-esteem. Compared with his brothers, he is a burden.
While everyone was talking animatedly, Wen Zhiyun quietly stood up and walked aimlessly through the streets of the county town.
He didn't know what else he could contribute to the family.
He is not good at reading, nor is he good at doing business, nor is he good at thinking, nor is he good at speaking.
The only thing he could use was some folk medicine skills inherited from his father.
Medical skills.
Wen Zhiyun paused and stopped at the door of a medical clinic.
Compared with the small medical clinic opened by Dr. Wen in the town, this large medical clinic in the county is much more impressive.
There is an adult-sized "Bian Ren Tang" signboard, a bright consultation stall, a densely packed medicine cabinet, a variety of rare medicinal materials, and three doctors.
But at this moment, they seemed to be stumped by something and were pacing back and forth around the patient on the door panel.
Out of curiosity, Wen Zhiyun took two steps forward.
Generally, patients go to the hospital by themselves or are supported by their relatives.
People who remove the door panels and bring them over are basically emergency cases. For example, this patient's lips and teeth are white, his abdomen is swollen, his eyes are closed and he is in excruciating pain, and his pants are slightly dark in color. He must be incontinent.
The three consulting doctors had a dispute because they couldn't understand his illness.
An older man said, "With such high distention in the abdomen, it must be flatulence. We need to expel the distension as soon as possible and use some medicine to help with flatulence."
A middle-aged man frowned, "I've never seen people with bloating cause incontinence. I think it's more like stomach bloating and I need to take medication to aid digestion."
The other, younger man remained silent, repeatedly asked the patient to touch his belly several times, shook his head and said, "None of them..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, he was scolded by the first two doctors.
"What do you know, you little brat? The rice you eat is not as much as the salt I eat. This is a fatal disease. If your life is lost because of your nonsense, who will be blamed in the future?"
"That's right, don't talk nonsense, you can't afford it."
The two people who were still quarreling at first started to share the same hatred because of the young doctor's words.
The young doctor snorted angrily, "Medical skills don't get better as you get older. Don't take yourself too seriously. This man is obviously suffering from bloating caused by intestinal obstruction and just needs defecation."
This is equivalent to denying the words of the two old doctors.
Wen Zhiyun listened outside and couldn't help but sweat for him.
As expected, the two old doctors immediately became furious, "You are a big deal in Xieyang County, and you are gesticulating in front of us. How many medical certificates do you have and how many diseases have you treated? If I say it is abdominal bloating, it is abdominal bloating."
In the medical field, age does not represent medical skill.
But older age means more accumulation, and people trust an experienced doctor more than a young and energetic young man, so they all follow suit.
Seeing that the young doctor was about to be drowned in saliva.
Wen Zhiyun grabbed the corner of his clothes and couldn't help but step forward and said softly, "I...I have seen it in the folk prescription certificate recorded by my father. This is indeed bloating caused by abdominal and intestinal obstruction. The doctor is right. "
It's a pity that it was too slight and was ignored by everyone.
Wen Zhiyun closed his eyes.
He was protected by his parents since he was a child and developed a timid and cowardly character.
Later, he was protected by his brothers, and even his fifth brother Chang Yan was smarter and braver than him.
The more Wen Zhiyun thought about it, the more sad and sad he became. Finally, he mustered up half the courage in his life and shouted, "The little doctor is right, this is gastrointestinal obstruction."
The whole hospital suddenly fell silent.
The torn and messy young doctor raised his head, with tears in his eyes, wanting to kiss Wen Zhiyun on the face, "Look, look, someone really believes in me."
The old doctor turned around and sneered, "He's just a ten-year-old kid, and his nonsense is even worse."
Indeed, Wen Zhiyun was very young, and the eyes of the people around him were full of doubt and uncertainty.
But he became more decisive, "Having said all that, it's better to give the medicine a try. It's better than the patient lying on the ground in pain."
This gets to the point.
Several family members of the patients rushed over with tears in their eyes, "He feels uncomfortable. He is about to die. You give him medicine. No matter what medicine it is, it can only be cured by giving it."
The elderly doctor and the middle-aged doctor looked at each other. In fact, they were not sure what the disease was, and they must bear responsibility for prescribing medicine rashly.
The cunning honed by time made them choose to avoid risks, "Then just do what the little doctor said."
Whoever diagnoses the disease and gives the medicine must be held responsible.
The young doctor also saw it, but the patient was in critical danger, so no matter how angry he was, he still gave priority to prescribing medicine.
In fact, it's not a complicated medicine, it's just grinding croton into powder and taking it.
There is it in the medical clinic. The medicine guy quickly grinds it and delivers it, and the patient's family carefully feeds it to the patient.
After about tea time, there was a loud fart and thunder.
People around him were so stifled that they covered their mouths and noses.
Then, like a thunder nest being stabbed, the sound of farts was heard one after another, and the stench was layered one after another.
When the stench reached its peak and the feeling could no longer be strong, the thunder turned into a quiet thud.
A bigger stench came.
Some with shallow stomachs immediately vomited and some almost fainted.
But along with the stench, the patient's abdomen was visible to the naked eye to flatten, and the patient gradually regained consciousness.
The young doctor pinched his nostrils, his eyes were like mosquito-repellent incense, and tried his best to argue for himself, "I'm right...yes...right..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, he fell to the ground.
