Surviving the famine: I made my fortune by helping others

"We're here to see a doctor."

Ye Chuyi closed the book and put it on the table, then repeated the sentence.

"See a doctor. What's wrong with me?"

When the old man heard that he was here to see a doctor, he sat up straight immediately.

"Why are you here, old man? Did you offend him?"

I didn't expect this old man is such a chatterbox.

Thinking back to the articles I read before, I always feel that this is a rhythm that requires a great opportunity.

Would she be like those protagonists in novels and have her own personal doctor?

A bit looking forward to it?

"How do you know?" Ye Chuyi pretended to be calm, but his attitude softened a little.

"The old man has never been liked by those people. Those who are brought to him are either dying of an incurable disease or have offended someone."

The old man is very aware of his situation.

"This girl's injuries are serious. Why did it take so long for you to come?"

The old man was originally sitting, but he stood up instantly after taking the pulse, carefully looked at the injuries on Lin Xiyue's body again and again, and then suddenly pulled open the curtain behind him.

"Bring her in."

Ye Chuyi responded and walked in carrying the person.

"Old Zhang, please don't kill him. They haven't paid you yet. If they refuse to pay, you can expect to be punished."

From outside came the mocking sounds of the guys watching the fun, accompanied by some laughter.

"I know, I know." The old man yelled impatiently and pulled the curtain closed.

"These people are so annoying. They insist on making the ability to cure diseases and save lives so utilitarian. They have learned everything from our ancestors and turned it into a dog's stomach."

While cursing, the old man skillfully checked Lin Xiyue's wound, looking more professional than those people outside.

"You keep saying these things in front of us. Aren't you afraid that we will expose you?"

Ye Chuyi asked curiously.

"Bah, it's just an identity badge. A living person can be suffocated to death by urine. At worst, I don't want this reputation anymore. It's more comfortable to be a barefoot doctor than here."

The old man didn't seem to care at all, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.

Ye Chuyi raised the corners of her lips happily, "Bai Zai, do you think this is considered cheating? I didn't expect that I could get a script with the protagonist."

It's obvious that this old man was prepared for her to escape the famine, so she must abduct him!

"This girl has been injured internally. She must be taken good care of in the future, otherwise she may suffer from a chronic illness."

The old man wiped his sweat and tidied Lin Xiyue's clothes. Even if he accidentally touched something, he remained calm and his eyes were clear from beginning to end.

"Thank you, Doctor Zhang. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Ye Chuyi was not in a hurry to take the person away, but followed the old man to the examination table.

"The old man has written you a prescription. If you take the medicine according to the prescription, your injuries will heal quickly. The most important thing is to take good care of yourself."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked around secretly and then lowered his voice again.

"Go to the shop with the assistant to get this medicine. I will prescribe another dose for you later. Go to the second to last shop in the third alley in the west of the city to get it. Be careful not to be seen by others."

"Why?" Ye Chuyi raised his eyebrows.

"The pharmacies that are allowed to dispense medicine have connections. They only give half the medicine. You won't get better, but you won't die either."

The old man smiled, with a hint of sadness on his face, "Meeting is fate. If you don't believe it, then you don't have to go. It doesn't matter if you don't go."

The old man picked up the book again, and Ye Chuyi could see the words on it. There was a big word "Medicine" on the cover of the book, but because of being rubbed for a long time, only a faint outline remained.

"Please, Doctor Zhang, take a look at my sister's legs as well."

Ye Chuyi bowed and pulled Miao Ying to sit on the stool.

The old man glanced at her, frowned without feeling her pulse, and asked, "You've had this leg problem for a while, right?"

"Yes." Miao Ying said in a low voice. She knew some Kung Fu, so she naturally had a general idea of ​​it. She was afraid that her leg was really broken.

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you. Massage the acupuncture points more often. Who knows, it may get better in the future."

It's not like he hasn't seen such leg injuries before. If he has to treat it, it's not absolutely impossible. It's just that he is not qualified to be in this hospital.

"Thank you, doctor."

Miao Ying held the prescription excitedly, tears welling up in her eyes. There was still a chance.

"Please prepare some water. We want to wipe her body."

Ye Chuyi pointed behind the curtain and bowed.

Surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly lowered his head and said, "There is water and a basin under the bed. Use it carefully and don't waste it."

"Yes, thank you." Miao Ying responded and went behind the curtain to wipe Lin Xiyue's body.

Yaya also ran in.

Ye Chuyi simply dragged a stool and sat down next to the old man.

"You just said that you are willing to give up this identity and become a barefoot doctor. Is that true?"

"Girl, why are you asking this?"

The old man looked puzzled. Could it be that this little girl had any other connections?

"Of course I have something good to tell you."

Ye Chuyi looked at him with a smile, neither arrogant nor impatient, as if he were some master.

Let’s get that person out of here first.

"You always look like a kind-hearted person, but you are really being neglected in a clinic like this. Why don't you follow me and travel around the world to heal patients and save lives?"

The old man looked her up and down and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Little girl, stop teasing the old man and go home quickly. This world is not safe."

"I'm serious. Wouldn't it be tempting to do good deeds and use your medical skills to heal people all over the world?"

Ye Chuyi raised his eyebrows and deliberately provoked him, "Or are you actually the same as them, and you have long lost your compassion as a doctor."

"A doctor has a kind heart. What a kind-hearted doctor."

The little old man murmured, tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes. The hearts of doctors in this world have long been corrupted.

"Instead of staying here and being looked down upon and ignored, why don't we go out into the world together and see the poor people out there who are ill and have no access to medical care? Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a doctor who can truly heal and save lives?"

Ye Chuyi continued his efforts.

"I'll believe you just once." The old man laughed again.

Anyway, he is already an old man and has some skills. If he is really cheated, it will be enough to end his life.

"You will thank yourself for making the right decision today."

Ye Chuyi happily helped the old man pack up his things and wanted to move even the table away.

"Can you tell me what this ID card is? I see that guy seems to be quite proud of it."

Since he had some time, Ye Chuyi casually asked the doubts in his mind.

Anyone who has had this thing would surely know more, right?

"Girl, don't you know? It's actually not a good thing."

The old man didn't look like he wanted to say anything.