A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Those people looked down on such a little Douding as Yuan Wenxuan. Seeing that he dared to speak provocatively, they all rolled up their sleeves, as if they were ready to attack directly.

Wu Dahu noticed their figures, stepped forward to block Yuan Wenxuan, frowned and said: "What are you doing? Bully the small with the big? Bully the few with the more?"

Seeing that the muscles on Wu Dahu's body were bulging, and he looked difficult to get along with, those weak doctors obediently withdrew their hands, coughed lightly, and turned their heads and said, "Hurry up and take away this nonsense of yours. Child! We have a good temper and don't care about him like him. If we change to another store, we won't be so easy to talk to."

Yuan Wenxuan looked at the bewildered shopkeeper, shook the wooden box in his hand, and said calmly: "Think about it yourself, if I leave, your illness will become terminal, and no one can cure it, but If you let me heal, you can get rid of its torment in less than an hour."

Seeing that the shopkeeper seemed a little moved, those people hurriedly persuaded: "Don't listen to him, there is no such good thing in the world. Open the stomach when it says it is open, and close it when it says it is closed. It's not giving birth to a child."

"Let's think of a way to boil some medicine for you, maybe it can cure you, don't worry!"

"No one knows how long it will take for this disease to develop. Even if you don't care, you may live for ten or eight years. If you listen to him now, you may not survive for half a day."

"..."

Yuan Wenxuan slowly put away his things and seemed ready to leave.

Just as he turned around, the shopkeeper's voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop! I listen to you!"

Wu Dahu looked up at the shopkeeper, and found that his eyes were extremely determined, in stark contrast to the disappointed eyes of those around him.

Yuan Wenxuan didn't look very happy, took out the scalpel again as if it was a matter of course, nodded and said: "Then let's start now, you go and prepare some boiling water and clean gauze."

After finishing speaking, he asked the shopkeeper to find a clean room, ordered the shopkeeper to lie flat on the bed, and was about to find a towel for the shopkeeper to bite, when he saw Wu Dahu's figure appearing from the side, holding something in his hand The shopkeeper stuffed it into his mouth, and after he was stuffed, he tied his hands and feet to the bed with a sheet so that he couldn't move at will.

The operation hadn't started yet, but when they moved, the shopkeeper immediately panicked, his pupils shook violently, and he made a "woo-woo" sound, as if he wanted to say something.

Wu Dahu frowned and took out the towel, and said with a cold face: "You can't move around even if it hurts for a while, understand? If your own mistakes cause your death, we will not be responsible."

In normal times, he might be able to have a good-tempered confession to the shopkeeper, but now that he is worried about Song Qinghan's whereabouts, it is not bad if he didn't knock the shopkeeper unconscious with a stick.

After hearing what he said, the shopkeeper seemed like a deflated ball, and said nah na authentically: "So, so it's to keep me from moving around... Well, you guys continue."

Before Wu Dahu stuffed the towel back, Yuan Wenxuan said quickly: "If I cure you, you have to tell me the two news I said before, and I don't need other rewards."

Wu Dahu paused his hands, knowing that this was their purpose, and looked at the shopkeeper quietly, as if if he dared to say no, the use of this towel would probably change from gagging his mouth to tying his neck.

The shopkeeper shrank his neck, knowing that he was riding a tiger, so he agreed without much hesitation, "Okay! I'll tell you everything!"

In fact, it was precisely because Yuan Wenxuan and Wu Dahu wanted something from him that he dared to put his life in their hands without knowing their identities.

People who want something don't make fun of it.

After the hot water and gauze arrived, Yuan Wenxuan took two deep breaths, sterilized the scalpel with spirits, closed his eyes and recalled the structure diagram of the human body, and drew a circle with wine on the shopkeeper's appendix to clear his mind of thoughts , calmly swung the knife down and opened his stomach.

His hands-on ability is really not good, so the operation speed is much slower than Song Qinghan's, but he is careful enough to ensure that every step of his movements is correct, which is enough for this operation.

The taste of disembowelling is not good at all. Although the shopkeeper had already prepared himself mentally, when the excruciating pain spread all over his body, he still couldn't help curling up his fingers, and said "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" " muffled.

The people outside heard the movement inside, fearing that something happened to the shopkeeper, and yelled to rush in, but Lu Sen directly took Wu Dahu's dagger and put it on the neck of the person who made the noise, and said with a cold face: "Next, who I'll cut off his tongue if you make any more noises, and I will do what I say, understand?"

Another inch of the cold light of the dagger could make the bright red warm blood rush out. Those people didn't dare to joke about their own lives, thinking that even if something really happened, it would not be too late to fight Wu Dahu and the others. So he obediently took a step back, waiting for the final result like ants on a hot pan.

Wu Dahu stayed by Yuan Wenxuan's side all the time, watching his movements, he suddenly felt that Song Qinghan had returned, and after a jolt, he knew that everything was just his fantasy.

Yuan Wenxuan did it very seriously, so conscientiously that the shopkeeper who lost too much blood could hardly feel any pain, and almost fell asleep.

After he put away the last needle, he stretched out his hand to pinch the shopkeeper. Looking at the shopkeeper's pale face, he felt a little embarrassed, but there was no expression on his face, and he said calmly: "The operation is over, you Remember not to get wet, don’t eat hair, as for the rest, just treat it like a normal wound.”

The wound was hurting faintly, making it impossible for the shopkeeper to tell the truth from what Wenxuan said. He subconsciously asked, "What if my abdomen still hurts after the injury is healed?"

Yuan Wenxuan calmly raised the appendix in his hand, and said calmly: "This thing is gone, even if you want to have abdominal pain, you can't do it."

Although the shopkeeper didn't know what it was, he confirmed that it came out of his stomach. With a shudder on his back, he couldn't help shivering, shut his mouth and didn't dare to ask again.

What if Yuan Wenxuan opened his stomach and cut something?

Now that the operation is done, it is natural to get down to business. Yuan Wenxuan stared at the shopkeeper while packing up his things and asked, "Should we talk now?"

The shopkeeper still seemed a little hesitant, but under Wu Dahu's cold eyes, he finally said two names slowly.

"The one who buys the antler is Shengzimuye, and the one who sells the antler is the hunter jackal."