Chapter 358: Money to cover positions, but no money to cover teeth
“Houshan, are you having an adventure?” Luo Hao asked.
“You must have read too many novels. Qiyu was a writing technique used in martial arts novels decades ago. My master explained it to me in detail. Today’s readers are too lazy to read Qiyu. The foreshadowing is too long, and it’s too long. You have to practice hard. Now you just clock in and enjoy the results."
This master is talking about Jiang Wenming, not the master in the back mountain, Luo Hao knows.
He did not interrupt Chen Yong, but listened quietly.
"Nowadays, everyone has seen the same routine too much, and the threshold is getting higher and higher, requiring higher and sharper stimulation." Chen Yong was still talking about what Jiang Wenming said.
“Oh, how did you meet?”
“There is a mountain road in the back mountain of Zhaogong Mountain, and many travel friends like to walk on that road. Once it rained, a..." Chen Yong paused for a moment, "You called me and said you were trapped, so I took a look and helped them go down the mountain, but I took the wrong road and saw my master's small thatched house."
"Go further. What about next?”
“I cook for my master every day, and my master taught me a few tricks.”
"I thought you were an apprentice to someone from Zhao Gongzu Temple."
"He always told me to trust the party's leadership..." When Chen Yong said this, his expression was twisted, like He was holding back a laugh.
"Hahaha." Luo Hao laughed.
"The back mountain is difficult to walk through. Luo Hao and I went to take a look at my master, and you should not go." Chen Yong arranged, "Don't go and lose one of them. It's not enough trouble in the middle of the night." We will go down to the hotel to sleep, and you guys can play with the cat here."
As he spoke, Chen Yong rubbed his hands on the backs of Meng Liang and Zhuang Yan.
"Is this how animals leave their scent?" Liu Yiyi asked.
“That’s right. You’ve all seen the cats on the mountain. You can play with them as you please. They’re all my friends.” Chen Yong was beaming.
With Luo Hao on the mountain, the mountain road is indeed difficult to walk, but Chen Yong seemed to be walking on flat ground with his eyes closed.
We walked for half an hour.
The mountain road was slippery. If Luo Hao's body hadn't been digitally enhanced, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.
"You can see my master's thatched house when you go around this hill. It is invisible to ordinary tourists. There is an optical illusion here. I think it should be a formation, but my master said no, it is just a trick."
< br>Speaking of this, Chen Yong was a little angry.
“There is not a word of truth in their mouths. They always tell me to believe in the party and the people...”
Luo Hao couldn’t stop laughing.
I guess they all had training in the Imperial Capital, and they all said the same thing.
"My master seems to be quite young. I don't know how old he is, but I can always hear him talking about things that happened many years ago."
"Legendary old god, you are a legend. "The little fairy in the world."
Luo Hao praised.
"Hey, it doesn't count, it doesn't count. I have to upgrade at least once or twice before I can be qualified to be called a little fairy." Chen Yong said something incomprehensible.
“Huh?”
After rounding a small bend, Chen Yong suddenly said "Hey".
"Why is my master not asleep yet??"
"Did you see it? It seems that there is no vision."
"There is light, although it is very faint. It is not here at night In this way, it should be darker."
"Is there electricity here too?" Luo Hao asked.
Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao as if he were an idiot.
Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief. The old immortal cultivator in the mountains actually had electricity. Is there an Internet connection where he could kill time by watching short videos?
Are all cultivators so carefree now?
Chen Yong did not continue to say anything, but quickened his pace.
After passing a mountain, there were lights like beans on in the mountains and fields.
There is always a feeling of seeing a ghost, and Luo Hao feels a little weird.
"Master, Master!" Chen Yong couldn't bear it any longer, quickened his pace and started running.
The sound startled the birds.
The distance was getting closer and closer, Luo Hao saw that what was in the mist of the mountains was not a thatched house, but a two-story building made of cement that was very common here.
No one lives on the first floor, probably because the humidity is too heavy and too humid.
The lights were on on the second floor, and Luo Hao could hear the sounds of "ouch" and "ouch" from far away.
Gan!
What's going on?
Luo Hao was a little surprised.
In his imagination, Chen Yong's master was the old god. Luo Hao believed it without joking, and he believed it more than Chen Yong described.
After all, the blessing value was still hanging on the system panel, and there was no room for Luo Hao to refute.
But what did the old fairy say "Ouch"?
After more than ten steps, Chen Yong should also hear the sound of ouch. He was very nervous, and his running limbs began to stiffen, and he walked in a helter-skelter manner.
"Chen Yong, please slow down." Luo Hao grabbed Chen Yong.
"My master..." Chen Yong was a little panicked.
"Go and take a look, calm down and don't panic."
Chen Yong nodded.
"Master, are you okay?" Chen Yong asked in a trembling voice as he approached the two-story building in the mountain.
"Ouch~~Chen Yong? Are you back?"
A figure is reflected on the glass.
This building looks no different from the houses of residents in the mountains. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said that there is no difference.
There is also an electric car parked on the first floor and being charged.
Chen Yong was in agitated mood and ran towards the small building in an awkward posture.
Luo Hao followed, wondering what he should do when he saw the seriously injured old god wearing a wide robe.
Help with the surgery?
I don’t know if the old immortal is copper-skinned and iron-clad, so I don’t know what he can do.
Soon, a figure appeared at the door of the small building. Chen Yong rushed up and hugged the man.
“Oh, you idiot!”
“Master, what’s wrong with you?” Chen Yong asked anxiously.
“Toothache.”
"..."
Luo Hao was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be different from what he had guessed.
“Toothache?”
Chen Yong was also stunned.
“Ouch~~~”
Luo Hao looked carefully and saw that opposite Chen Yong was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with a red face, a bun, dark hair and beard, and a tattered hurdle vest.
It is not accurate to say that he is an old man. It should be said that he is a middle-aged man. Although he was covering his cheeks with a frown and looked in pain, he didn't look very old at first glance.
"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Chen Yong asked, raising his hand to hug the old man.
"You touched my needle, get out of here."
The old man kicked Chen Yong away.
Only then did Luo Hao see a few silver needles as thin as a hair inserted into the old man's neck.
I didn’t even see it! Luo Hao was a little surprised.
"Hey, this is the Luo Hao you're talking about. Come on, let me have a look." The old man waved.
Luo Hao showed the same attitude towards Boss Chai and Boss Zhou, and walked over respectfully, bending slightly, with a humble look on his face, and his smile was as standard as if it were carved out of a mold.
"Hello, old man, I am Luo Hao."
"Why are you kid... Ouch~~~"
Just as he was talking, the old man let out another ouch, covered his cheek with his hand, and screamed in pain.
"Shall I take a look for you?" Luo Hao asked tentatively.
"The pulp of the tooth is exposed. If I can bear the pain, I can pick it myself." The old man said with a sad face, "But I can't help it."
"Master! Don’t I give you money every month? I told you not to go out and tell fortunes, just drink tea and play with the cats at home. If you have a toothache, go to Huaxi Dental Clinic for 100 years! Why are you so disobedient?" Chen Yong said a lot of complaints in one breath.
"We've all covered up our positions and have no money to fix our teeth."
"Gah?!" Chen Yong seemed to think there was something wrong with his hearing and looked at the old man in horror.
The old man's words shocked Luo Hao even more than when Bai Dicheng took the Siberian tiger as his spiritual pet that day, like a thunder exploding in his ears.
All the money was used to cover positions, but no money to fix teeth?
Is this what people can say?
Is there any way to keep up with the times?
Emmmm.
If he were in the hospital, Luo Hao would smile and pass by. But this person in front of him is Chen Yong’s master, an old immortal who has attained Tao!
“Hamapi~~~” The old man covered his cheeks with his hands and kept cursing.
All kinds of dialects poured out like water from the Three Gorges Reservoir, gushing endlessly.
Luo Hao couldn't understand most of them, but he could sense the old man's angry mood.
Chen Yong also felt strange and scratched his head.
A minute later, the old man sat directly on the threshold of the first floor, trembling and touching something.
Chen Yong had sharp eyes and ran into the house and took out a pair of hookahs for the old man.
Gululu, a puff of hookah came out, and the old man seemed to be feeling a little better.
"Master, what kind of positions are you covering?"
"Isn't it normal for financial consumers to cover their positions? I don't believe it. It has the ability to never rise in its lifetime."
Gan!
Have you even learned the word financial consumer? Luo Hao looked at the old man blankly, always feeling that it was different from what he imagined.
“The five ghosts bring wealth! If you don’t teach me the five ghosts bring wealth, how can I use it myself?”
"After using it, I want to cover my position when I have money. I don't believe that it has dropped from 60 yuan. It is already 2 yuan. How can it fall further." The old man said stubbornly.
“…”
Luo Hao sighed helplessly.
This old god is afraid that he became a shareholder by speculating in stocks.
Next, it must be delisted. I am afraid that the old man will not even be able to keep his bones and dregs.
It's true that when a god comes, he has to peel off layers of skin. Luo Hao felt funny in his heart and looked at the old man smoking hookah.
"Master, I brought you a gift."
Chen Yong took out the lightning strike wood as if by magic.
This time there were many more lightning-strike logs than the ones given to the guy from Qianshan. They were piled piece by piece in front of the old man.
"Hey, when do you think my stock will rise?" The old man glanced at the lightning strike wood. His eyes did not shine as Luo Hao imagined, but he subconsciously asked about the stock.
"..."
Luo Hao was speechless.
“It’s fast, it’s really fast.”
“I think so too.” The old man held a hookah in one hand and picked up a small tree branch with the other. Started drawing on the ground.
“According to the entanglement theory, the macd indicator has already diverged, and now it is only a weekly level divergence. I am waiting for the divergence and resonance of the monthly and quarterly lines. From kdj...”
< br>
Luo Hao fell into a trance.
In the middle of the night, in Zhao Gongshan, the residence of the old immortal in the back mountain, I heard the so-called technical analysis of those deceptive anchors in the live video. If Luo Hao could accept encountering a mountain spirit wild monster in the back mountain, although it goes against Luo Hao's three views, it is not difficult to understand.
Ke Luo Hao didn’t expect that he would hear the old god talk about the technical analysis of the stock market.
Isn’t this nonsense?
The old god said, with a mixture of ouch and ouch sounds.
No matter how painful it was, he insisted on finishing his analysis of the stock market to Chen Yong. He didn't even hear the perfunctory meaning in Chen Yong's "almost".
He was fully focused, and his face glowed with light as he spoke. He looked like the Bodhi Patriarch who taught Sun Hou the secret of immortality in the middle of the night.
Alas.
Luo Hao sighed.
Chen Yong did not disturb the old man's interest. After listening quietly, he said, "Master, I will take you to Huaxi to get your teeth fixed."
"Ouch~"
Chen Yong watched Xiang Luo Hao.
"Let's go." Luo Hao nodded, "I'll contact you on the way. It doesn't matter if the intraoral and orthodontic clinics are not open. Let's wait for a while and get the teeth filled as soon as possible."< br>
“What if their registrations are full and some patients are unhappy?” Chen Yong was worried.
"On weekends, the outpatient clinics are definitely not fully open. Find a chair and I'll fill the old man's teeth." Luo Hao said.
"But kill the pulp first, and the repair will take some time. Don't worry, I will make arrangements."
Chen Yong nodded and looked at the old man.
“Oh, how many times do I have to replenish my position before it goes up?” the old man said sadly.
“It’s coming soon, it’s coming soon.” Chen Yong continued to be perfunctory.
"Old man, let's go to West China."
"I've been there, and I was tired of queuing. I said I was an old man, but they still didn't believe me. They respect the old and love the young. They don't remember the tradition of the Chinese nation at all. "
"Where is your ID?" Luo Hao asked curiously.
"Oh, trouble, oh~~~" The old man did not directly answer Luo Hao's question.
Luo Hao didn't ask further questions. The old fairy who had money to cover his position but had no money to fill his teeth had completely overturned Luo Hao's three views.
"Master, how about we fly over with swords?" Chen Yong asked.
"Gungun, how can I know that thing!" The old man yelled, seemingly pouring all his toothache annoyance onto Chen Yong.
Chen Yong didn't take it seriously and pretended not to hear.
"By the way, Luo Hao, you can call me whatever you want. I have even forgotten my name." The muscles on the old man's face trembled, obviously enduring the pain.
“Okay, old man.”
"Look at others, then look at you! Can you be a little honest?"
"Master, let's go get the teeth repaired. Don't cover up your position with the money I will give you in the future."
When it comes to covering positions, the muscles on the old man's face tremble more and more violently.
“It’s coming, it’s coming, the nine national regulations have been announced, and a new wave of bull market will come soon. I have never lost in my life, so I don’t believe I will lose this time.”
“…”
Luo Hao scratched his head after hearing this.
What is this!
Shouldn’t the old immortal who lives in seclusion in the mountains stay away from the world of mortals? This should be the case in Luo Hao's imagination.
But not only did the old man not stay away from the world of society, he also used the money from dental fillings to cover his position. He even had no objection to the term financial consumer.
Is this the legendary free will?
Luo Hao still believed in Chen Yong. Everything Chen Yong learned was taught by this old god. No matter how weird he behaved, Luo Hao believed him.
Chen Yong no longer tried to dissuade him, but instead helped the old man walk step by step to the Zhao Gongzu Temple in Qianshan.
The old man was screaming loudly along the way. He didn't have the aura of an enlightened person at all. Instead, he screamed louder than ordinary people.
It was like a disobedient old child being taken to the hospital by his family.
Originally, he planned to play at Zhao Gongzu Temple for a while, but it was not yet dawn, so Luo Hao had no choice but to go down the mountain.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Luo Hao and Zhao Guangming said goodbye and left each other WeChat messages.
There was not enough room for so many people in the car, so Luo Hao first sent Liu Yiyi and Zhuang Yan to a hotel in the mountains, and then drove back to Chengdu.
Along the way, the old man kept talking about nonsense such as that it would definitely rise sharply, and that CITIC Securities could rise to 6 or 700.
Is it possible to live without going crazy?
Luo Hao was thinking in his mind.
It was possible, Luo Hao tried hard to convince himself.
But Luo Hao didn't stop the old man from saying these crazy words, because he was a little better when he said these words and wouldn't cry out in pain.
......
......
"Director Feng, please do me a favor." A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat opposite Feng Zixuan with a sad face.
"Tell me about it."
Feng Zixuan asked lightly.
The other party was from a large state-owned enterprise in the provincial capital. One of the employees was said to be a little abnormal, so he hesitated and found Feng Zixuan.
The state-owned enterprise was building roads in Africa three years ago, and the employee also went there.
It is said that he was fine before going there. When he was in Africa, he suddenly woke up one morning and didn't recognize anyone. He made a "ho ho ho" sound from his mouth, with a ferocious face, and was ready to bite anyone he caught.
At that time, everyone in the unit was frightened and thought it was rabies.
But after looking around him, there were no traces of dog bites.
Because the local medical conditions are limited, we can only drive to a hospital 200 kilometers away that has doctors to assist Africa.
Before arriving, the patient stopped screaming "ho ho ho" and was sweating profusely. He was feeling sleepy, as if his soul had been sucked out.
When I arrived at the hospital, although the local medical conditions were poor, the doctors aiding Africa did all the examinations they could.
But there was nothing wrong with the laboratory tests.
The doctors aiding Africa suspected epilepsy.
After returning to China, I did several electroencephalograms and found only slight changes in my brain waves. I was diagnosed with mild epilepsy.
The patient's condition improved a little after taking the medicine, but the disease has recurred intermittently since last year.
People in his hometown thought he had gotten dirty in Africa and asked someone to exorcise him, but it was of no use.
I went to the hospital several times for check-ups, but nothing was found wrong.
Twenty or thirty tubes of blood have been drawn. Patients often say that if they continue to draw blood like this, they will become human beings.
Yesterday, the patient had another attack, which occurred when he went on stage to speak on behalf of the construction workers who were aiding Africa during the workers' congress at the weekend.
He was sent to the nearest community hospital. The doctor at the community hospital conducted relevant examinations and suspected epilepsy, but did not rule out cardiac causes.
Some arrhythmias may cause convulsions. This is called Aspen syndrome.
Because in severe arrhythmias, the heart may not be able to continue pumping blood, and the brain may be severely ischemic in a short period of time, causing brain dysfunction, resulting in convulsions and disturbance of consciousness.
But I also did all the heart tests, but still no problem was found.
No way, the people from this state-owned enterprise want to find someone from the hospital to help take a closer look. Although I have this idea, I don’t know who to contact.
No matter who I found, everyone said it had nothing to do with them and was the problem of other departments.
In the end, we could only find the medical office and find Feng Zixuan’s head.
After listening to the person on the other side, Luo Liba, finished speaking, Feng Zixuan asked a few more vague questions, reviewed all the inspections over the years, and answered the matter.
If there seems to be no problem, then consider it a disease caused by the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology, and you must see Director Shen.
But today is the weekend, so we have to talk about it tomorrow.
The patient has been sick for some time, and it is not an emergency. There is no need to send Director Shen from home to see the doctor on the weekend.
Who hasn’t had time to rest yet?
"Then you bring the patient to the hospital tomorrow morning, and I will contact you the doctor with the best diagnosis in our hospital."
After saying this, Feng Zixuan was startled subconsciously.
The best doctor to diagnose?
The image of Director Shen chasing after Luo Hao and calling him "junior uncle" appeared in front of Feng Zixuan's eyes.
Forget it, there is no need to go to Luo Hao for such a trivial matter, Feng Zixuan thought to himself.
"Thank you, Director Feng. After all, he is a veteran employee of our group. He also worked in Africa for several years. He always needs to be looked after when he is sick." The man kept thanking him.
"Hasn't he been hospitalized and checked carefully?" Feng Zixuan asked smoothly.
"After checking, there is nothing wrong. Each time I get sick, it only lasts for twenty or thirty minutes, and then I sweat profusely."
Feng Zixuan knew that if he continued to ask questions, he would be talking nonsense, and it would be nothing. Meaning, he got up to see the guests off.
After sending the person away, Feng Zixuan flipped through the thick medical records, pondered for a while, and finally picked up his mobile phone and dialed Luo Hao's number.
"Ronaldinho, Mani."
"Buzzing buzzing~~~"
"Ahhhh~~~"
The buzzing sound of the electric drill came from the phone , and the cries of patients.
This is... orthopedic surgery without anesthesia? A strange idea came to Feng Zixuan's mind.
"Old man, you're under anesthesia. You won't be in pain. I'm scared to hear you scream so loudly."
"No, it hurts! It hurts so much!!" A strong voice directly denied it. Luo Hao's statement.
"Director Feng, I'm repairing my teeth. Please wait a moment. I'll call you back when I'm done."
"..." Feng Zixuan hung up the phone silently.
Tooth repair?
Ronaldinho is really proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and he even knows how to repair teeth.
Is this okay?
Luo Hao was also helpless.
Because it was the weekend, not all clinics were open for treatment, so the expert Luo Hao found opened a clinic and filled Chen Yong's master's teeth early in the morning.
The old man looked at him with his immortal demeanor, fair hair and childish face, and was very happy, but he was extremely uncooperative with the treatment.
I struggled during the anesthesia, and the needle of the 1ml syringe was knocked out of place, causing some blood to come out.
No matter how hard Luo Hao and Chen Yong held the old man down, his strength in struggling was stronger than that of a strong adult, and even the digitally enhanced Luo Hao couldn't bear it.
In the end, the expert simply gave in. He had seen many patients who were uncooperative with treatment, and even patients who fainted during the drilling process, but he had never seen such uncooperative patients.
Looking at it like this, if he insists on repairing his teeth, the experts are afraid that the old man will beat him.
I can only give this "opportunity" to Luo Hao.
The old man's scream was loud, louder than killing a pig, and attracted the attention of patients and family members of patients in other clinics.
This was too unserious. The expert consulted with Luo Hao. There was no other way. Luo Hao had no choice but to go shirtless and fix the old man's teeth himself.
Fortunately, Luo Hao has done similar work before, and with his solid foundation and superb surgical skills, this small job is not difficult for him at all.
The only thing that can stump Luo Hao is the old man's lack of cooperation.
No wonder he would rather cover his position than fill his teeth. Whether he makes money or not is a lie, he is just afraid.
The old immortal who had lived for who knows how many years was afraid of pain, and Luo Hao finally discovered the truth.
He,
is afraid of pain!
(End of this chapter)