White armor

Chapter 358: Money to cover positions, no money to fix teeth

"Back mountain, did you have an adventure?" Luo Hao asked.

"You've read too many novels. Adventure was a writing technique used in martial arts novels decades ago. My master explained it to me in detail. Today's readers are too lazy to read adventures because the preparations are too long and require hard practice. Now, they just check in and enjoy the fruits of their labor."

Luo Hao knew that the master he was talking about was Jiang Wenming, not the great master in the back mountain.

He did not interrupt Chen Yong, but just listened quietly.

"Nowadays, people have seen the same routine too many times, and the threshold is getting higher and higher. They need higher and sharper stimulation." Chen Yong was still mumbling what Jiang Wenming had said.

"Oh, so how did you meet him?"

"There is a mountain road behind Zhaogong Mountain, and many hikers like to take that road. Once it rained, and a man..." Chen Yong paused, "called me and said they were trapped. I went to take a look and helped them down the mountain, but I took the wrong road and saw my master's small thatched house."

"What about next?"

"I cook for my master every day, and he taught me a few tricks."

"I thought you were an apprentice to someone from the Zhaogong Ancestral Temple."

"He always told me to believe in the leadership of the Party..." When Chen Yong said this, his expression was distorted, as if he was trying to hold back a laugh.

"Hahaha." Luo Hao laughed.

"The back mountain is hard to walk. Luo Hao and I will go to see my master. You guys don't have to go." Chen Yong arranged, "Don't go. It's the middle of the night. It's not enough to go. We will go down the mountain and go to the hotel to sleep. You guys can play with the cats here."

As he spoke, Chen Yong rubbed the backs of Meng Liangren and Zhuang Yan's clothes with his hands.

"Is this how animals leave their scent?" Liu Yiyi asked.

"Almost. You have seen the cats on the mountain. You can pet them as you like. They are all my friends." Chen Yong was beaming with joy.

Taking Luo Hao up the mountain, the road was indeed difficult to walk on, but Chen Yong seemed to be walking on flat ground with his eyes closed.

It took us half an hour to walk.

The mountain road was slippery, and if Luo Hao's body hadn't been digitally strengthened, he would not have been able to hold on.

"You can see my master's thatched cottage after going around this hill. Most tourists can't see it. There is a visual illusion arrangement here. I think it should be a formation, but my master said it's not. It's just a trick."

Speaking of this, Chen Yong was a little angry.

"They never tell the truth. They always tell me to trust the Party and the people..."

Luo Hao couldn't stop laughing.

I guess they have all been trained in the capital, they all say exactly the same thing.

"My master looks quite old. I don't know exactly how old he is, but I always hear him talking about things that happened many, many years ago."

"The old immortal in the legend, you are the young immortal in the legend."

Luo Hao praised it.

"Hey, not really, not really. I need to upgrade at least one or two more times before I'm qualified to be called a little god." Chen Yong said something incomprehensible.

"what?"

After turning a small bend, Chen Yong suddenly exclaimed "Huh".

"Why is my master still not asleep?"

"Did you see it? It seems like you have no vision."

"There is light, although it's very dim. It's not like this here at night. It should be darker."

"Is there electricity here too?" Luo Hao asked.

Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao as if he was an idiot.

Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief. The old immortal who was practicing in the mountains actually had electricity to use. Could he also have internet access so he could watch some videos to kill time?

Are all cultivators so free and easy nowadays?

Chen Yong didn't say anything else, but quickened his pace.

After passing a mountain, there were tiny lights on in the mountains and fields.

There was always a feeling of seeing a ghost, Luo Hao felt a little weird.

"Master, Master!" Chen Yong could no longer bear it, quickened his pace and started running.

The sound startled a flock of flying birds.

As the distance got closer, Luo Hao saw that what was hidden in the mountain mist was not a thatched house, but a two-story building made of cement, which was very common here.

No one lives on the first floor, probably because it's too humid and damp.

The lights were on on the second floor, and Luo Hao could hear the sounds of "Ouch" and "Ouch" from a distance.

Gan!
What's going on here?
Luo Hao was a little surprised.

In his imagination, Chen Yong's master was an old immortal. Luo Hao believed it without a joke, and believed it more than Chen Yong described.

After all, Qifu's luck value was still displayed on the system panel, and Luo Hao could not refute it.

But why did the old immortal say “ouch”?

After more than ten steps, Chen Yong should have heard the sound of "ouch". He was very nervous, his limbs became stiff from running, and he walked in the opposite direction.

"Chen Yong, slow down." Luo Hao grabbed Chen Yong.

"My master..." Chen Yong was a little panicked.

"Go take a look, calm down, and don't panic."

Chen Yong nodded.

"Master, are you okay?" Chen Yong asked in a trembling voice near the two-story building in the mountains.

"Hey~~ Chen Yong? You're back?"

A figure was reflected in the glass.

This building looks no different from the houses of mountain residents. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, but there is no difference at all.

There is also an electric car parked on the first floor, charging.

Chen Yong was very excited and ran towards the small building in an awkward posture.

Luo Hao followed behind, wondering what he should do when he saw the old immortal wearing a wide Taoist robe and seriously injured.

Help with surgery?
I don’t know if the old immortal has a body of iron and steel, and I don’t know what I can do.

Soon, a figure appeared at the door of the small building. Chen Yong rushed up and hugged the man.

"Ouch, you idiot!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Chen Yong asked anxiously.

"toothache."

"..."

Luo Hao was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be different from what he had guessed.

"toothache?"

Chen Yong was also stunned.

"Ouch~~~"

Luo Hao looked carefully and saw that the person opposite Chen Yong was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He had a ruddy face, a bun, dark hair and beard, and was wearing a tattered hurdle vest.

It is not accurate to call him an old man, but a middle-aged man. Although he was holding his cheek with a frown on his face and looked very painful, he did not look very old at first glance.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Chen Yong asked as he raised his hand to hug the old man.

"You touched my needle, get out of the way."

The old man raised his foot and kicked Chen Yong away.

It was not until this moment that Luo Hao saw several silver needles as thin as hair inserted into the old man's neck.

I didn't even see it! Luo Hao was a little surprised.

"Hey, this is the Luo Hao you mentioned, right? Come, let me see him." The old man waved.

Luo Hao treated Boss Chai and Boss Zhou with the same attitude. He walked over respectfully, bowed slightly, looked humble, and his smile was as standard as if it was cast in a mold.

"Hello, old man, I am Luo Hao."

"What's wrong with you kid... Ouch~~~"

As he was speaking, the old man groaned again, covered his cheek with his hands, and cried out in pain.

"Can I take a look for you?" Luo Hao asked tentatively.

"The pulp is exposed. If I could bear the pain, I could pick it out myself." The old man said with a sad face, "but I can't bear it."

"Master! Don't I give you money every month? I told you not to go out and set up a stall to tell fortunes. Just stay at home drinking tea and playing with cats. If you have a toothache, go to West China Dental Hospital! West China Dental Hospital is a century-old hospital with a gold medal. Why are you so disobedient?" Chen Yong complained a lot in one breath.

"I have covered my position, so I have no money to fill my teeth."

"Huh?!" Chen Yong seemed to feel that there was something wrong with his hearing and looked at the old man in horror.

The old man's words shocked Luo Hao even more than the day when Bai Dicheng tamed the Siberian tiger as his spiritual pet. It was like a bolt of thunder exploding right next to his ears.

All the money was used to cover the position, no money left to fix the tooth?

Is this what a person can say?
Is there such a way to keep pace with the times?
Emmmm.

If it was in the hospital, Luo Hao would just laugh it off. But the man in front of him was Chen Yong's master, an old immortal who had attained enlightenment!
"Hamapi~~~" The old man covered his cheeks with his hands and kept cursing.

Various dialects poured out like water released from the Three Gorges Reservoir, endlessly.

Luo Hao didn't understand most of what he said, but he could sense the old man's anger.

Chen Yong also found it strange and kept scratching his head.

A minute later, the old man sat down on the threshold of the first floor, groaning, and trembling as he touched something.

Chen Yong was sharp-eyed and ran into the house to get a hookah for the old man.

Gurgle, gurgle, a puff of water pipe came out, and the old man seemed to feel a little better.

"Master, what are you replenishing?"

"Isn't it normal for financial consumers to cover their positions? I don't believe it. It has the ability to never rise in its entire life."

Gan!
Even learned the term "financial consumer"? Luo Hao stared at the old man in a daze, always feeling that it was different from what he imagined.

"Five ghosts bring wealth! If you don't teach me how to use the Five Ghosts, can't you use it yourself?"

"I've used it, and when I have the money I want to cover my position. I don't believe the price will fall from 60 yuan. It's already 2 yuan, how much lower can it fall?" the old man said stubbornly.

"..."

Luo Hao sighed helplessly.

This old god might have become a shareholder through stock speculation.

Next, it will definitely be delisted. I’m afraid that not even a bone will be left of the old man.

Even if a god comes, he will have to peel off his skin. Luo Hao felt funny in his heart as he looked at the old man smoking the water pipe.

"Master, I also brought you a gift."

Chen Yong took out the lightning-struck wood as if by magic.

This time there were much more lightning-struck wood than the one given to the young man in Qianshan, and they were piled up in front of the old man, piece by piece.

"Hey, when do you think my stock will go up?" The old man glanced at the lightning-struck wood, and his eyes did not light up as Luo Hao imagined. Instead, he subconsciously asked about the stock.

"..."

Luo Hao was speechless.

"It's almost there, it's really almost there."

"I think so too." The old man held the hookah in one hand and picked up a small branch with the other hand and started drawing on the ground.

"According to the Chaos Theory, the MACD indicator has already diverged. Now it is only a weekly divergence. I am waiting for the divergence resonance of the monthly and quarterly lines. From the KDJ..."

Luo Hao became dazed.

In the middle of the night, at the residence of the old immortal in the back mountain of Zhaogong Mountain, I heard the so-called technical analysis of those deceptive anchors in the live video. If Luo Hao could accept encountering mountain spirits and wild monsters in the back mountain, although this violated Luo Hao's three views, it was not difficult to understand.

But Luo Hao didn't expect that he would actually hear the old immortal talking about technical analysis of the stock market.

Isn’t this nonsense?

As the old immortal spoke, he uttered “ouch, ouch” sounds.

No matter how much pain he felt, he insisted on telling Chen Yong his analysis of the stock market. He didn't even notice the perfunctory tone in Chen Yong's "soon".

He was completely focused, with a glow on his face as he spoke. He looked like Patriarch Bodhi who was explaining the way to immortality to Monkey King in the middle of the night.

Ugh.

Luo Hao sighed.

Chen Yong did not disturb the old man's interest. He listened quietly before saying, "Master, I will take you to Huaxi to fix your teeth."

"Ouch~"

Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao.

"Let's go." Luo Hao nodded. "I'll contact them on the way. It doesn't matter if the intraoral and orthodontic clinics are not open. Let's wait for a while and get the tooth fixed as soon as possible."

"What if all their appointments are full and some patients are unhappy?" Chen Yong was worried.

"On weekends, the clinic is definitely not fully open. Find a chair and I'll fill the old man's tooth." Luo Hao said.

"But we need to kill the pulp first. Repairing it will take some time. Don't worry, I'll arrange it."

Chen Yong nodded and looked at the old man.

"Oh, how many times do I have to add to my position before the price goes up?" the old man said worriedly.

"It's almost there, almost there." Chen Yong continued perfunctorily.

"Old man, let's go to Huaxi."

"I've been there and I'm fed up with the queues. I told them I'm an old man, but they didn't believe me. They don't remember the Chinese tradition of respecting the old and loving the young at all."

"Where is your ID?" Luo Hao asked curiously.

"Oh, that's troublesome. Ouch~~~" The old man did not directly answer Luo Hao's question.

Luo Hao did not ask any further questions. The old immortal who had money to cover his positions but no money to fix his teeth had completely overturned Luo Hao's three views.

"Master, how about we fly over there on our swords?" Chen Yong asked.

"Get out, get out! I don't know how to do that!" The old man cursed loudly, and it seemed that he was venting all his frustration about the toothache on Chen Yong.

Chen Yong didn't take it seriously and pretended not to hear it.

"By the way, Luo Hao, you can call me anything you want. I even forgot my name." The muscles on the old man's face trembled, and he was obviously enduring the pain.

"Okay, old man."

"Look at them, then look at yourself! Can you be a little more honest?"

"Master, let's go get our teeth fixed. Don't make up for the money I give you in the future."

When talking about covering positions, the muscles on the old man's face trembled more violently.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, the nine national policies have been announced, and we're about to usher in a new bull market. I've never lost in my life, so I don't believe I'll lose this time."

"..."

Luo Hao scratched his head after hearing this.

What is this!
Shouldn't the old immortals who live in seclusion in the mountains stay away from the world? In Luo Hao's imagination, it should be like this.

But instead of staying away from worldly affairs, the old man used the money he had saved for his tooth filling to cover his position. He even had no objection to the term "financial consumer".

Is this the legendary doing whatever you want?
Luo Hao still believed in Chen Yong. Everything Chen Yong had learned was taught by this old immortal. No matter how strange he behaved, Luo Hao still believed him.

Chen Yong stopped trying to dissuade him, but instead helped the old man walk step by step towards the Zhaogong Ancestral Temple on the front mountain.

The old man kept crying out in pain all the way, but he did not have the aura of a man who had attained enlightenment. Instead, his cries were louder than those of ordinary people.

He was like a disobedient old child being taken to the hospital by his family.

He had originally planned to play in Zhaogong Ancestral Temple for a while, but before dawn, Luo Hao had to go down the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Luo Hao and Zhao Guangming said goodbye and exchanged WeChat accounts.

The car couldn't accommodate so many people, so Luo Hao first sent Liu Yiyi and Zhuang Yan to a hotel in the mountains, and then drove back to Chengdu.

Along the way, the old man kept muttering about how the stock price would definitely soar, and that CITIC Securities could rise to 6 or 700 and other such nonsense.

Is it true that one cannot live without being crazy?
Luo Hao was thinking in his mind.

This is possible, Luo Hao tried hard to convince himself.

But Luo Hao did not stop the old man from saying these crazy words, because he felt a little better when he said these words and stopped crying out in pain.

……

……

"Director Feng, please do me a favor." A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses with a sad face sat opposite Feng Zixuan.

"Talk about it."

Feng Zixuan asked calmly.

The other party was from a large state-owned enterprise in the provincial capital. One of its employees was said to be a little abnormal, so after much hesitation, he could only find Feng Zixuan.

Three years ago, the state-owned enterprise was building roads in Africa, and that employee also went there.

It is said that he was fine before he went there, but when he woke up one morning in Africa, he suddenly didn't recognize anyone, and made a "roaring" sound from his mouth. His face looked ferocious, and he looked like he was going to bite anyone he caught.

Everyone in the unit was scared at the time and thought it was rabies.

But after looking all over his body, I didn't see any signs of dog bites.

Due to limited local medical conditions, they could only drive to a hospital 200 kilometers away where there were doctors sent to Africa.

The patient no longer made the strange "roaring" sound, was sweating profusely, and felt extremely exhausted, as if his soul had been taken away.

When we arrived at the hospital, although the local medical conditions were poor, the doctors assisting Africa performed all the tests they could.

But the laboratory tests showed no problems.

The doctors aiding Africa suspected it was epilepsy.

After returning to China, I underwent several EEGs, which only revealed slight changes in my brain waves and led to a diagnosis of mild epilepsy.

The patient's condition improved a little after taking the medicine, but the disease recurred intermittently since last year.

People in his hometown thought that he had been contaminated by dirt in Africa, and they asked someone to perform an exorcism on him, but it was of no use.

I went to the hospital several times for checkups, but they couldn't find any problems.

We have had 20 or 30 tubes of blood drawn, and patients often say that if this continues they will become dried up.

Yesterday, the patient had another attack, also when he was on stage speaking on behalf of the construction workers who were helping Africa at the staff representative meeting over the weekend.

The patient was sent to the nearest community hospital, where the doctor conducted relevant tests and suspected it was epilepsy, but did not rule out heart causes.

Some arrhythmias may cause convulsions, which is called Asperger's syndrome.

Because severe arrhythmia may cause the heart to be unable to continue pumping blood, the brain may suffer from severe ischemia in a short period of time, resulting in brain dysfunction, so there will be convulsions and impaired consciousness.

But all the heart examinations were done, and still no problems were found.

There was no other way, so the people from this state-owned enterprise wanted to ask the hospital to take a closer look. Although they had this idea, they didn't know who to ask.

No matter who I found, they all said it had nothing to do with them and was a problem of other departments.

In the end, they could only find the medical department and found Feng Zixuan's head.

After listening to the man on the other side's long-winded talk, Feng Zixuan asked a few more vague questions, looked over all the inspections over the years again, and agreed to the matter.

If there doesn't seem to be any problem, then we should consider it to be a rheumatology and immunology disease, and we must definitely see Director Shen.

But today is the weekend, let’s talk about it tomorrow.

The patient has been ill for some time and it is not an emergency, so there is no need to bring Director Shen from home on the weekend to see the patient.

Who doesn't need a break?

"Then bring the patient to the hospital tomorrow morning and I will contact you the best doctor in our hospital."

Having said this, Feng Zixuan was subconsciously stunned.

The best doctor for diagnosis?

The image of Director Shen chasing after Luo Hao and calling him "Junior Master" appeared in Feng Zixuan's eyes.

Forget it, there’s no need to ask Luo Hao for such a small matter, Feng Zixuan thought.

"Thank you, Director Feng. After all, you are an old employee of our group. You even worked in Africa for several years. You need to see a doctor when you are sick." The man kept thanking him.

"Hasn't he been hospitalized for a thorough checkup?" Feng Zixuan asked casually.

"I checked it out, and there's nothing wrong with it. Each attack only lasts 20 to 30 minutes, and then I sweat a lot and it's over."

Feng Zixuan knew that asking further would only be repetitive and meaningless, so he stood up and saw the guest off.

After sending the person away, Feng Zixuan flipped through the thick medical records, pondered for a while, and finally picked up his phone to call Luo Hao.

"Xiao Luo, man."

"Buzz buzz~~~"

"Ahhhh~~~"

The cell phone contained the humming sound of an electric drill and the cries of patients.

Is this... performing orthopedic surgery without anesthesia? A strange thought popped up in Feng Zixuan's mind.

"Old man, I've given you anesthesia, you won't feel any pain. You're screaming so loudly, it scares me."

"No, it hurts! It hurts so much!!" A strong voice directly denied Luo Hao's statement.

"Director Feng, I'm fixing my teeth. Please wait a moment. I'll call you back when I'm done."

"..." Feng Zixuan hung up the phone silently.

Repair teeth?

Xiao Luo is really proficient in all kinds of skills, even repairing teeth.

Does this work?
Luo Hao was also helpless.

Because it was the weekend, not all clinics were open, so Luo Hao found an expert who opened a clinic and filled Chen Yong's master's tooth early in the morning.

The old man looked like an immortal, with white hair and a youthful face, and he seemed to be in heaven, but he was extremely uncooperative with treatment.

He struggled when he was receiving anesthesia, and the needle of the 1ml syringe was knocked crooked, causing some bleeding.

No matter how Luo Hao and Chen Yong held the old man down, he struggled with more strength than a strong adult, and even the digitally enhanced Luo Hao could not handle it.

In the end, the expert admitted his mistake. He had seen patients who refused to cooperate with treatment, and even many patients who fainted during the dental drilling process, but he had never seen anyone so uncooperative.

Judging from the look of things, the experts were afraid that the old man would beat him up if he insisted on repairing his teeth.

I can only give this "opportunity" to Luo Hao.

The old man's screams were so loud, louder than a pig being slaughtered, that they attracted a crowd of patients and their families from other clinics.

This was too frivolous, so the expert consulted Luo Hao. There was no other way, so Luo Hao had to go shirtless and fix the old man's teeth himself.

Fortunately, Luo Hao had done similar work before, and with a solid foundation and superb surgical skills, this little job was not difficult for him at all.

The only thing that stumped Luo Hao was the old man's refusal to cooperate.

No wonder he would rather cover his position than mend his teeth. Whether he makes money or not is fake, he is just afraid.

The old immortal who had lived for who knows how many years was actually afraid of pain. Luo Hao finally discovered the truth.

he,
Afraid of pain!

(End of this chapter)