Not to mention Qin Huairu.

Not only the legs are full of dirt.

The body is also full of soil.

Silly Zhu defended Qin Huairu eagerly: "Liu Guangtian, where do you get so much why? Or, let me answer you with my fist?"

talking.

Silly Zhu pressed his hands against each other, and his knuckles made a clicking sound.

This guy's fist, that's no joke.

"Da Mao, what's wrong with your leg?"

It's Lou Xiaoe.

Although it is late.

But this woman is still here.

No matter what.

She and Xu Damao were also a couple in name.

Now, Xu Damao has an injury on his leg, and she noticed it again, so she naturally asked to express her concern, which is also human nature.

"I fell into a trap, caught by the trap. But it's okay, no bones were hurt, just apply a little herbal medicine on it."

Lao Ge also has a good heart.

Mai Xiangling's old Chinese medicine doctor's surname is Hu, and his first name seems to be Hu Guohua.

Everyone in the village called him a veterinarian.

Although Hu Guohua claims to be a master of rejuvenation and a family of three generations of Chinese medicine, he is somewhat lacking in medical skills.

Of course, if you come to see him for a minor illness, even if it cannot be cured, it will not cause you a major problem.

Plus.

On weekdays, the veterinarian often treats the livestock in the village when there are no patients.

In fact, veterinarians treat far more animals than people.

I want to ask why Xu Damao was not sent to the county hospital.

main reason:

One is that the county hospital is too far away from Maixiangling.

Second, it doesn't cost money to send it to the county hospital.

Who paid for it?

In this era, although Xu Damao belonged to a middle-class family, this place is not the Forty-Nine City after all.

Far water can't decompose near fire.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe came to Maixiangling to go to the countryside, not to travel, and neither of them had any money.

As for borrowing money from the villagers.

In this day and age, a poor family of rural people can't make a few dollars, they are self-sufficient in food and lodging, and they have a weak concept of money.

As for Yan Jiecheng's expenses at the county hospital, Niu Bold and the others contributed.

Just that money.

All these big households in the village were wiped out.

How can there be extra money to borrow.

and.

The veterinarian said that he can solve this trivial matter without going to the county hospital.

It's better not to call the veterinarian.

The old Chinese doctor sits in town and is sending people to the county hospital. Isn't this slapping the old Chinese doctor in the face?

The vet won't be the first to agree.

"Does it hurt?"

The original Ma family courtyard.

The dormitory for workers sent to the countryside where Xu Damao is now.

Looking at Xu Damao who was sitting on the bed, the veterinarian pressed Xu Damao's ankle with his hand and raised his head to ask a question.

"It doesn't hurt!"

Although Xu Damao answered very simply, but at the moment he was very depressed.

He hurt his right foot.

The veterinarian pressed Xu Damao's left foot.

If you can feel the pain, then you have seen a ghost.

The left leg is a good one after all.

"strangeness!"

The veterinarian frowned, apparently confused, and muttered, "Why doesn't it hurt?"

"Doctor Hu, wrong, wrong!"

Xu Damao couldn't do without opening his mouth.

He was a little worried.

If you don't make a sound, if this doctor Hu has a problem with his good leg, there will be a real problem.

"What's wrong?"

The veterinarian had a look of displeasure on his face.

It sounds to him.

When Xu Damao said this, he doubted his medical skills.

As the third-generation successor of the time-honored Miaoshouhuichun, the veterinarian hates others to say that his medical skills are not good enough.

Even if it goes without saying.

Expressed with facial expressions.

Not at all.

"What, I..."

Here, Xu Damao was about to remind the veterinarian to let him look at his right foot.

only.

Before Xu Damao finished speaking, the veterinarian said in an unhappy tone: "Where are there so many of this and that? Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

Xu Damao: "You are!"

Veterinarian: "This is the end! Since I'm a doctor, then listen to me! Now, don't say anything, don't think about anything, and I promise that once I, Hu Guohua, make your leg recover within half a month As good as ever."

Xu Damao's eyes widened: Really, is what you said reliable?

Chapter 216 Killed a pig?No!It's killing Mao

The veterinarian did the needle work.

This is not an exaggeration.

The veterinarian I saw opened his medical box and took out a ball of cloth from it, which was wrapped with long and thin silver needles.

From the looks of it, it should be old.

This also explains.

The veterinarian has always said that he is the third generation descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, not bragging.

"Doctor Hu!"

Here Lou Xiaoe just called out.

The veterinarian, who was about to give the injection, glanced at Lou Xiaoe with displeasure.

"When I'm treating patients, don't interrupt, it's easy to affect my concentration."

Never mind the skill of the veterinarian.

His attitude is worthy of recognition.

brush!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The silver needle I saw was in the hands of the veterinarian, as if it had life, he brushed it and inserted it into the acupuncture point of Xu Damao's thigh with ease.

what.

A pig-killing scream rang out.

And it's kind of continuous.

If someone hadn't held down Xu Damao, he would probably be able to jump into the sky by now.

knock off.

The veterinarian looked at the screaming Xu Damao, frowned, and asked lightly, "Does it hurt that much?"

Beads of sweat came out from Xu Damao's forehead.

The pale Xu Damao gasped, unable to speak.

but.

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