Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 632, upset
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, is it true that laymen can't heal Pindao's injury?" Li Yun looked at the old doctor in front of him with a smile, and the old doctor's face became even more impatient, and he even wanted to scold.

"First of all, you are a Taoist priest, so you don't need to hold a scalpel. Secondly, your hands can't see any injuries left by the car accident. Thirdly, even if there is such an injury, I can't heal the old man. If you want to go, please turn left and go to the Central Hospital Orthopedics department, there may be a solution there, thank you for not sending it away, next time, please be careful not to amuse our doctor." The old doctor's expression was a little sullen, thinking that Li Yun was here to make trouble, and angrily wanted to drive Li Yun away.

Li Yun didn't say much, just nodded and smiled, turned around and walked out. The next patient came in and told the old doctor Barabara about a lot of symptoms.

However, the old doctor's heart still didn't calm down, and he didn't listen to a single punctuation mark in the patient's words.

"Doctor Yang"

"Doctor Yang?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, please say it again." Dr. Yang shook his head and continued to listen to the patient's description of the condition.

"Oh, my butt hurts a bit after drinking recently, my roommate said I might have hemorrhoids"

The patient then repeated his condition.

Dr. Yang could only feel his ears buzzing, and his mind was muddled.

At this moment, his heart is already in chaos.
The hospital of traditional Chinese medicine closed very late, and it was close to nine o'clock. Old doctor Yang pulled down the shutter with great difficulty.

【Hand is injured.】

【Unable to hold a scalpel】

"A Taoist. No, it's impossible. It's not like all doctors become Taoist monks. Do you think everyone is that bastard? It must be a coincidence, haha..." Doctor Yang closed the door, constantly comforting himself .

After closing the gate, the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine became deserted and deserted, without the bustle of the day, only old doctor Yang was left alone, accompanied by a fat orange cat next to him.

Fat orange cat can't drink with old doctor Yang, but it can warm old doctor Yang's head, jumping from a tree to his head with a leap of faith, old doctor Yang is not angry, just let fat orange cat lie like this.

Taking out a pot of wine, Dr. Yang drank alone under the moonlight, alone. At this time, Dr. Yang's old friend, a rheumatic old man walking with a cane, came over.

"Haha, it's boring to drink alone, but it's interesting to drink it together. Come on, let's drink together." The old man came over and sat next to Dr. Yang in surprise, and Dr. Yang immediately poured the wine away.

"Old Yang, what you said is not meaningful, don't be so stingy, our old friend for many years." The old man said with a displeased face.

"It's your old friends who told you not to drink so much alcohol. It's not that you don't know your physical condition. You still drink so much alcohol. Do you think your reincarnation speed is not fast enough or something? Forget it, a little bit is still okay." Dr. Yang rolled his eyes and complained to his friend that he was powerless, and finally poured him a small cup.

After receiving the wine, the old man gave a thank you in surprise, swallowed the mouthful of old wine carefully, and moaned comfortably.

"Ah, it's really delicious. I haven't had such a good wine for a long time. The old woman forced me to take this medicine and that medicine every day. It's really hard. It's so bad to drink."

"Don't mention that old woman of yours to me, I'm really mad at you. During the day, you bring the medicine for giving birth to boys and girls to bluff and cheat. Go to other places to cheat. Don't come to my place. See you every time and catch up." Old Doctor Yang was so angry that he didn't call him, and he felt helpless when he thought of the old woman bluffing and cheating during the day.

Facing the angry old doctor Yang, the old man also nodded embarrassingly, and finally said a little unconvinced: "Don't say my wife is a liar, she is also for the benefit of others, and the prescription is a secret formula left by her ancestors. Everyone takes what they want. Well, although I have failed a few times over the years, there are still many women who got their wish and had sons."

"Do you know why our Chinese medicine is always criticized by others? It is hard to eat it except from Guangdong and Guangxi? Especially those who study foreign medicine, they look down on our Chinese medicine at all? They think we have no theoretical basis and are purely blind." Dr. Yang Putting down the jug in his hand, he stared at the old man's face seriously and said, "It's because there are too many uneven [remedies] handed down that many people misunderstand the technology of Chinese medicine, don't you know? How did my family say you gave birth to a girl, you are called survivor bias, it’s just that more men are born after taking your medicine, it can only be regarded as a quack superstition!"

"Also, what laws did our family talk about?"

Old Doctor Yang spoke very aggressively and was not pleasant to hear. The old man felt uncomfortable all over his body, and the wine in his hand became dull, and finally he said stubbornly: "You are a Chinese medicine doctor, and you always listen to your western medicine theory. We in Huaxia have been relying on Chinese medicine for so many years to survive."

"All things are interlinked. The most important thing is to learn and progress on the road of medicine. Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, each has its own merits and dross. As doctors, we should take the essence and discard the dross, regardless of whether it is black or white. Dogs, those who can catch mice are good dogs." Doctor Yang said earnestly, refusing to give up half a step, the central idea is still the same sentence - charlatans are the main murderers who ruin the reputation of Chinese medicine.

In the end, Dr. Yang had no choice but to break up with his friend, the old man muttered as he walked with a cane.

"The ones who are full of nephews and nephews are the bastards left behind by the elder brother who became a monk, and they are not from our own family."

"What you said is not good. What is a wild species? Yang Yue is a member of our Yang family, so it's not your turn to gossip like an outsider!" Dr. Yang scolded angrily.

The old man was stunned for a moment, feeling that what he said was indeed too much, after recovering, he continued to apologize after finishing his apology.

"Okay, it's your Yang family, but if it's your Yang family, they will definitely come back to learn Chinese medicine from you, but now he doesn't want anything from his ancestors, and he wants to learn those messy western medicine. Listen to me, It's not from your own blood, after all, it's not from your own family, why do you care so much about things that your brother doesn't care about."

After finishing speaking, the old man left with a cane, leaving only Dr. Yang standing there blankly, looking at the empty wine in his hand and laughing at himself.

"Hehe, bloodline? Do you really think bloodlines are what maintain family ties? It's still too biased."

(End of this chapter)