A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

"Operation? Suture? "

Lin Dafu repeated in a low voice. Seeing that song QingHan was making a speech, he did not study the meaning of these words. He continued to ask, "is it just that? Always in a remote place? "

Song QingHan shook his head and denied: "of course not! The purpose of going to remote places is to popularize basic knowledge. But in terms of life, I still prefer to stay around the town. One is quiet, the other is convenient life. All aspects can be taken into account! "

Lin Dafu heard that he had not made a false remark. He nodded thoughtfully and suddenly asked, "under what circumstances will you cheat? From the beginning to the end, they disguise themselves as deceptive. "

Song QingHan directly denied: "I don't like to cheat people."

Lin Dafu stopped and said, "what if you have to cheat? What's the reason for cheating? "

It seems difficult to answer this question. Song QingHan thought for half a column of incense before saying: "if it is better for that person to tell lies than to tell the truth, then I may tell lies. What's more, if I don't hurt people, it's better for me to tell lies than to tell the truth. Then I will tell lies

After hearing this answer, Lin Dafu didn't say a word for a long time. When song QingHan began to yawn, he said, "go and have a rest."

Song QingHan nodded and was proud of his half day's time.

Victory is ahead, and you can go home in two days!

Early the next morning, Lin Dafu seemed to have finally returned to normal. He sat by the bed and looked at him before Song QingHan woke up.

Fortunately, song QingHan has been immune to this face, and asked, "where are you going today?"

Lin Dafu helped him put on his shoes and said slowly, "go to the remote place you said you wanted to go last night."

Song QingHan's dozing off was scared to wake up, surprised way: "you actually take it seriously?"

Lin Dafu raised his eyebrows and said, "are you lying to me?"

Seeing the anger hidden in his tone, song QingHan quickly shook his head and said, "of course not, but I don't have tools now."

"Tools? What tools? I ordered someone to buy it. "

Lin Dafu is calm, just like the worry of song QingHan.

Song QingHan explained helplessly: "I made a set of tools in the iron shop before, but he said it would take two weeks to get it, and now it's just less than a week."

Lin Dafu's face unchanged to the next humanitarian: "go to the iron shop and take back the cold tools, which is the set of Wu Dahu Ding."

Seeing the servant didn't even ask, he left directly. Song QingHan said in a funny way: "how can I get it back today? He said it would be two weeks. "

Lin Dafu did not explain, only said: "have breakfast first, after breakfast you will know the result."

Song QingHan was not satisfied with his arrogance.

Is it true that money makes the mare go? It's not a simple thing to do that set of tools. How can you get it at once?

When he finished his breakfast, the servant came back with a delicate wooden box in his hand.

Song QingHan widened his eyes and looked at the wooden box without blinking, waiting for the servant to give the final result.

"Tell the young master that the things have been brought back."

The servant said and opened the wooden box to reveal the brand-new surgical knife inside.

Song QingHan took a breath of cool air and subconsciously said, "can't it? Can you really do what you want with money? "

Lin Dafu took the wooden box and was amused by song QingHan's reaction. He shook his head and said, "Although money can't do what he wants, he can do it in a convenient way."

He picked up a scalpel casually, and his eyes flashed with doubts. He asked, "what can I do with this small knife?"

Song QingHan saw that his hand was almost touching the blade, and said anxiously, "put it down quickly! This knife is very sharp. Be careful to cut your hand! "

Lin Dafu stopped, carefully put down the scalpel and handed the whole box to song QingHan.

Seeing that song QingHan treated the wooden box like a treasure, Lin Dafu asked curiously, "have you used these things before?"

"Of course... Not."

Song QingHan quickly turned his words before revealing the truth. He coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and forced to explain: "I like to ponder after losing my memory. In addition, there are no worldly rules and regulations in my mind, so it is easier to think of some strange things. I don't think it's good to use them. "

Lin Dafu has reservations about his last sentence. Although he has not used these things and can't understand where they should be used, he can tell by looking at the shape of the blade that they are not ordinary things.

Fortunately, if there is no accident today, we should be able to see song QingHan using these things.

He stood up and said to song QingHan, "let's go. Some places need to take a long time to get there. Let's start early and come back early."

Song QingHan hesitated for a while and hesitated to say, "can you bring some more wine and gauze?"Lin Dafu picked his eyebrows and said without hesitation: "come on, take two jars of high wine and two bundles of gauze into the carriage."

Hearing what he said, song QingHan was relieved. He closed the box carefully, held it in his arms, and followed Lin Dafu into the carriage.

He knew that it would be risky to expose his medical skills in front of Lin Dafu, but as long as he clenched his teeth, no one would have guessed that he was actually a wisp of soul from a different world.

Moreover, compared with the joy of saving people, this risk is totally insignificant.

Lin Dafu was right. It took almost an hour and a half to get there.

When song QingHan got down from the carriage, he could not help but ask, "is there anyone living here?"

It's no wonder he asked. There is almost no complete house in this village, and no one works in the field. It's just like a deserted village.

Lin Dafu affirmed: "don't worry, there are definitely people, and they are all people who need your help." 𝗳𝒓𝙚e𝓌e𝚋𝙣𝚘𝐯𝙚𝙡.𝑐૦ｍ

Song QingHan looked at him and regretted that he had made a big speech last night.

Even if you have a scalpel, you can't do it without medicine...

however, Lin Dafu seems to have full confidence in him, and he walks directly to the village without worrying that he won't keep up with him.

"Forced to Liangshan" song QingHan had no choice but to cheer himself up and calmly follow the footsteps of Lin Dafu.

As soon as he entered the village, song QingHan heard the sound of weeping. Although it was nearly noon, he felt a chill on his back.

Lin Dafu followed the direction of the sound into a half closed courtyard and stopped when he saw the scene in front of him.

Song QingHan leaned out his head from behind him. After seeing several people lying on the ground, he was surprised and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

The woman who sobbed was among them. He saw someone coming in, screamed, covered his face with his sleeve, and cried, "who are you? Let's go! Don't come in! "

Song QingHan stopped and looked at those people carefully. When he saw the red bubbles on their hands, he doubted: "urticaria?"

Lin Dafu took a look at him and asked, "how about it? Can it be saved? "

Urticaria is not a serious disease, and it is basically not fatal. Therefore, song QingHan nodded and said strangely, "is urticaria the cause of this village's desolation?"

Seeing his relaxed tone, Lin Dafu explained: "the disease is easy to recur, and no one can cure them completely. Over time, it becomes so."

Song QingHan slowly stepped forward, saw those people from the back of the sleeve showing alert eyes, whispered: "I'm here to cure you, you don't have to be afraid."

The several people looked at each other and saw that they didn't believe in each other's eyes. The female man who made the sobbing voice said in a sharp voice: "no one can cure us! What are you capable of doing that even Dr. Luo can't do? "

Song Qing was surprised, frowned and asked, "doctor Luo has been here? Can you tell me what the prescription he prescribed for you

He didn't believe that Dr. Luo could not cure urticaria. After all, it would be better to treat the disease from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine.

The man got up and walked into the room, took out a piece of rice paper, threw it at Song QingHan's feet, and then sat back on the ground.

Song QingHan picked up the rice paper from the ground. Although he could not understand the prescription, he could recognize the doctor's advice.

After reading the paper, he suddenly understood why these people were so desperate.

Anyone who knows his illness even the reason is not clear, the mentality will collapse.

It's nothing to be cured completely. I don't know when I get sick.

The man saw that Song Dynasty was cold for a long time and said with a sneer, "have you finished watching it? Anyway, this prescription is useless. If you want to take it away, take it away! "

Song QingHan shook his head, put the prescription in his hand, and explained, "I'm not here for this prescription. Can you come into the room temporarily and let me check your condition for you?"

The man looked at other people's eyes, and finally bit his teeth and said, "since it's what you want to see, don't blame me!"

He rose violently and went back into the room.

Anyway, no matter whether song QingHan came to see a doctor for them or simply to satisfy his curiosity, he would not suffer a loss if he saw them. If he dared to laugh at them, don't blame them for their ruthlessness!

Other people may also be such an idea, have straightened up, focused on the direction of the room, quiet wait for the final result.

As soon as the door was closed, the man would take off all his clothes and stare at Song QingHan in a complicated way.

However, different from what he imagined, song QingHan did not show the expression of dislike, but walked forward quickly and carefully observed his rash.

The expression on song QingHan's face was focused and serious. On the contrary, he looked at the man with some embarrassment. He shrank back and asked, "what's the matter? Do you see anything? "