Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Qingyang Gang station.

A middle-aged man had nothing to do. He came out of the tent where he worked and walked around.

There was something that lingered in his mind recently, making him curious and a little worried at the same time.

Then he saw a gang member passing by.

The man stopped him.

"Hey, wait a minute, what's your name?"

"This is Doctor Yang. My name is Huang Qiu. What can I do for you?" When the gang saw this man, they quickly greeted him with respect.

Doctor is not a serious position in the Qingyang Gang, but for reasons well known to everyone, Dr. Yang's actual status is still very high.

"Huangqiu, I remember you."

Doctor Yang recalled it for a while and found that he still had no impression of this gang member, so he casually passed by and got back to the topic: "There is something I want to ask you about..."

"Did we have another doctor come to Qingyang Street recently..."

When the old man moved in at first, no one in the gang paid much attention to him, not even Dr. Yang.

It's just that in the past two weeks, although the number of people who came to see him for medical treatment and injuries has not changed, they are still so sparse, but he occasionally goes out a few times, and he can see people coming in and out of the old man's house almost every day. .

What else can you do besides seeing a doctor?

Are there so many sick people?

Why don't you come to him if you are sick?

These questions have been bothering him and gradually turned into worries.

Although it is uncomfortable to make less money, it is not a big deal. Everyone goes to him for medical treatment. Will he be taken away by the Qingyang Gang?

He didn't want to live in a shanty town.

"Do you know who he is..." Dr. Yang considered his words and continued to ask Huang Qiu, "Or what kind of doctor is he?"

If you are someone who knows battlefield first aid, then you are really in danger.

"hiss--"

Huang Qiu couldn't help but touch the back of his head when he heard this question.

The lump there has long since disappeared, and the neck can move freely. Even the usual cervical pain has been relieved a lot.

Only when I touched it and pressed lightly on the place where the old man patted me, I still felt a dull pain.

He was also puzzled.

He just went to find the old man when he was injured, why did so many colleagues follow him?

Judging from their sneaky looks, they were afraid of being known, unless there was something unspeakable...

Does the old man still have this ability?

Huang Qiu naturally didn't believe it, and he said hesitantly:

"Probably a magic doctor, right?"

Dr. Yang: "?"

Huang Qiu once again described the scene when he registered with Dr. "Huo Huo" to Dr. Yang.

Dr. Yang nodded.

This is right.

He wasn't surprised either.

People with some knowledge like him also know that the world has been undergoing great changes, and the doomsday scenes described in myths have indeed happened. Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it can easily be explained by the power of God.

Since the lives of all living beings are so difficult, it is inevitable that they will seek some spiritual sustenance from religion.

Various sects and small groups are also popping up everywhere. Those who believe that machines have souls, those who want to become machines, those who worship crabs... there are all kinds of things, so I won’t talk about them here.

The Holy Kingdom in the north is entirely based on the Holy Church of Auckland, integrating politics and religion.

As the sect with the largest religious population, even if they are not all as fanatical and devout in Auckland as the pure citizens of the Holy Kingdom, there are many Auckland believers in other areas.

The newly moved in doctor Huo Huo, no, the old magician Huo Huo is obviously one of them.

If you want to preach, preaching that you can cure diseases is also a very effective part.

Although the priest class has a monopoly on knowledge and may actually have some medical skills, after all, the starting point is different, and it is still incomparable with doctors like him who accept the inheritance of orthodox science.

Presumably those who helped the crowd to find this old man were actually going to participate in some kind of prayer activities.

Dr. Yang really wanted to remind the old gentleman that there was no need to be so sneaky.

Those who can survive in the hub are those without faith and morality. If his sect can really help stabilize the order of Qingyang Street and calm the restless hearts of the gang members, the leader of the Qingyang Gang will not care about it, and maybe he will be happy. See how it works.

- As long as you don't plot against him.

But thinking about it, maintaining mystery is also an important means to enhance the persuasiveness of preaching, so Dr. Yang decided not to interfere with them.

To be precise, don't mind your own business.

As long as it has nothing to do with his job, he has always been a very open-minded person.

…

Snapped!

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"

"Next one." Lu Meng called to help the helper down.

It’s the daily treatment session again.

His left hand has recovered these days, but his methods are still as rough as ever.

No way, once you get used to something like this, it's hard to change.

Besides, none of the injured gang members had any objections.

"Hiss, thank you old doctor..."

Lu Meng nodded.

There are also a few helpers who specifically ask them to be more vigorous when they come, otherwise it will not be strong enough and tasteless.

In fact, at the beginning, there were not so many people coming to him.

The injuries Lu Meng and Huo Buyang gave them were mostly minor injuries. Sometimes they would get better if they left them alone, and there was no need to see a doctor.

It’s just that the process may be a little more painful.

But things like word-of-mouth accumulate slowly and then suddenly explode. Perhaps it was because the first few members who came here casually mentioned it, or perhaps because the later members recovered better, his skills in treating cervical spondylosis gradually spread among the small circle.

More importantly, Lu Meng also noted down several members of his gang who never came to him for treatment.

Give them another stick the next night.

Who can withstand this?

Must come.

As for those who actively followed the doctor's orders and cooperated with the veteran doctors in participating in treatment, if they could be more dedicated when standing guard at night, Lu Meng would let them go as appropriate.

The demand has increased, the reputation has increased, and even the consultation fee has been consciously mentioned at 20 Kai coins.

"Wait a minute, old doctor, don't pinch me." One of the helpers quickly dodged, "I'm not here to look at the neck."

"Oh." He had formed a habit and got used to it.

Already, other patients have begun to come to see the doctor.

As expected, assembly line operations can alienate people and turn them into ruthless physical therapy machines.

Fortunately, his medical skills are always improving.

【Medical: 14→17】

However, it may be that the current level of injury is too simple for him to treat, and the growth of medical proficiency has gradually slowed down.

Do you want some new tricks?

Lu Meng looked at the room full of gang members.

The gangsters who felt a little creepy for some reason quickly talked to the old doctor in front of them in order to relieve their tension.

It's more of a complaint than a conversation:

"Recently, the boss has become much stricter on us. We have to do drills and drills, and sometimes he even comes to check the posts in person... Sigh."

The people above didn't seem to know that they were knocked unconscious at night, so that wasn't the reason.

These two strange things made them angry and annoyed, but they still couldn't understand it.

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work." Lu Meng said perfunctorily.

he knows.

I am afraid that in the West End, some unprepared neighborhoods have already suffered.

After learning the news, the gang leaders also became afraid.

The tense atmosphere finally began to spread to Qingyang Street.