Chapter 3 Pingyang City
Su Hanshan felt his eyes blurred as the scenery around him suddenly changed. He had left his room and appeared on a street.
This street is paved with loess, and the houses on both sides have earthen walls and black tiles. There are wine flags fluttering in the wind, and the shop doors are tightly closed.
I don’t know if it was early in the morning or already at night. The sky was dark, the sun could not be seen, and there were no pedestrians on the road.
‘Time travel again? ! ’
Su Hanshan turned his head to look, then looked down at his wrist and touched the small Tai Chi pattern.
When the fingertips of his right hand touched the Tai Chi figure, the touch was not like touching his own skin at all. There was a cool and jade-like feeling, which was fleeting.
Su Hanshan suddenly understood something in his mind. It was very strange. It was not that he heard a sound or saw any words, but it was more profound than what he heard and saw, no doubt.
He knew that he could stay in this place for ten days, he already understood the local Mandarin, and he also knew that he had a great chance of finding what he wanted here.
‘What I long for, a cure for my legs? ! ’
Su Hanshan's heart was up and down as he stared at the Tai Chi pattern.
It seems that this is indeed a golden finger. However, when he touched the pattern again, the touch returned was that of normal skin, without the cool and smooth feeling just now, and he did not get the feeling. New message.
‘No more clues? '
Su Hanshan took a deep breath, looked at the street in front of him, and murmured, "Then bring my wheelchair..."
Only in this city, There is a good chance that the legs can be cured, but does it mean there is a miracle doctor here, or is there a miracle medicine?
Su Hanshan sat there and thought for a moment. A gust of cold wind blew up and stirred up dust. He coughed twice and quickly waved his sleeves to fan himself.
In the room behind him, someone may have heard his cough, and a young voice came out.
"Who is it? You're here so early."
Another older voice sounded: "If you come to the hospital early in the morning, you must have something to do. Don't be nagging, just go and hold the door. Open. ”
Squeak!
The padlock inside the door rang twice, and the old wooden door was opened. Su Hanshan looked back and saw a young man with a towel in his hand standing at the threshold.
It turns out that this is a medical clinic. Could it be that the leg treatment was done here?
When Su Hanshan turned back, the waiter also looked at him.
The people in the martial arts gym are not so particular. Su Hanshan is not in good health, so he cannot change his clothes too often. He usually wears a set of coarse cloth, which is resistant to cold and dirt.
However, the stitching of his clothes is neat and tight. There are no many signs of wear and fading on the cuffs, elbows, shoulders, and knees, and there is not a single seam all over his body.
This is somewhat different from the local people in Pingyang City.
It seems that he is an outsider, so why would he go to a place like Pingyang City to seek medical treatment?
“Ouch, why are you sitting on the ground.”
The waiter bent down to lift Su Hanshan up, but unexpectedly pulled him, and his hand felt heavy. Just as he was about to say something else, his head was already knocked For a moment.
"You kid, I have told you so many times that some patients are suffering from emergencies and may not be able to move freely."
The old man with a thin face and a scarf on his head glared at the waiter angrily and looked at Su Hanshan carefully.
She looks sober, looks good, and is not short of breath.
"Do you want to see a doctor?"
The old man squatted down and took Su Hanshan's pulse, "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
Su Hanshan said: "I It’s because my legs and feet are not feeling well.”
The old gentleman and the boy all spoke a certain dialect of the motherland in his previous life. If Su Hanshan from the past were to listen to them, they would only feel half-understood.
But now he can not only listen, but also speak. Although he does not feel that he has a lot of language knowledge in his mind, he can understand what these people say, and he speaks very fluently, as if he has a lot of language knowledge. It's an instinct.
“Can’t feel your legs and feet?”
The old gentleman looked at the empty street with a suspicious look on his face, “Where did that guy get here?”
Su The cold mountain face does not change color He made up lies: "My family sent me here. I went to many places to seek medical treatment. I didn't get any treatment. I didn't have enough money, so they left me here and said they wanted to borrow some from relatives nearby." .”
The old gentleman and the waiter looked at each other, wondering what they were thinking. After pondering for a moment, there was already a look of pity on their faces. "You're so young... Well, let's help you in first."
The old man called to the waiter and worked together to lift Su Hanshan into the house.
The interior of the hospital is not paved with bricks, but it seems to have been paved with a layer of gravel, which was compacted very tightly and the place is quite spacious.
In addition to the counter facing the main entrance and the medicinal cabinets covering the entire wall, there are two benches placed in front of the counter.
There is a door on the right with a curtain hanging down, probably leading to the backyard. There is a square table, a square stool, and a seat in the corner on the left.
That chair was originally used by the old gentleman, the shopkeeper and doctor of this medical clinic. Usually, guests would sit on the stool.
However, Su Hanshan was sent directly to a chair. People with weak legs and feet can sit more firmly by sitting somewhere with a backrest.
Then the old man took a small wooden hammer, hit his knee, pressed his calf, asked him how many years his leg had been broken, and then tried it with a silver needle, performing a series of procedures that Su Hanshan had gone through before. .
Unfortunately, Su Hanshan still had no feeling in his legs. He was a little disappointed, thinking that the healing method indicated by Tai Chi Tu was not in this medical center.
"Don't worry, it always takes a while before acupuncture is effective."
The old man left the silver needle on Su Hanshan, stood up and said, "I came here so early and haven't taken it yet." Come on, I'll get you some porridge."
He turned and went to the backyard. The man looked at Su Hanshan for a while and then followed him to the backyard.
“Shopkeeper, has this person been abandoned by his family?”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
"What do you mean by nonsense? Our Pingyang City is surrounded by wilderness. If you go further west, you will find the desert directly outside the Great Wall. We are the only small medical clinic in the city. We usually treat diseases. Who can come here from other places when they have nothing to do? Yeah.”
The guy’s voice was actually very low.
But in the past few years, Su Hanshan has regarded practicing as his only sustenance. He is running some mental methods almost all the time. His internal strength naturally enhances his five senses and he can clearly hear their conversation.
The boy is still talking: "He is a man, he definitely doesn't know how to embroider, and his legs and feet are not good. If there is no one at home, he doesn't know how to live in this poor place like ours."
< br>"Well, looking at his clothes, his family should be pretty good. Let's take it one step at a time."
The shopkeeper paused and said, "This person's pulse condition is quite strange. Although his legs and feet are not good, his pulse condition is surprisingly good. If I had closed my eyes, I would have thought he was a strong man as strong as an ox. Let's ask later, if He has a steady hand and good physical strength, so he can stay in our store and help process the medicinal materials."
Hearing this, Su Hanshan leaned back on the chair and started thinking.
The shopkeeper is a kind-hearted person, and he really needs this kindness because he has no money.
Before, he lived in a martial arts gym and rarely went out. When he went out, his second uncle and others would follow him, so there was no need to stuff himself with money.
He has limited mobility. Even if he has some martial arts skills, he cannot wander around the city aimlessly in these ten days. It is necessary to find a place to stay.
Moreover, if you want to find a way to cure your legs in this unfamiliar place, you will have a greater chance of asking a local doctor to help pay attention to relevant news.
Huh, luckily I met some kind people just after I traveled through time.
After a while, the shopkeeper brought out a bowl of porridge.
After Su Hanshan thanked him, he drank the porridge slowly. By the time he finished drinking, it was dawn and there were more pedestrians on the street.
Just as Su Hanshan was thinking about how to speak and inquire about more local news, he unexpectedly heard some distinctive footsteps.
The footsteps of more than a dozen people came together, and all of them seemed to be quite light and fast. They should be people with some foundation in Qinggong.
And among the dozen or so people, the footsteps of several people seemed heavy and close. They must be carrying a heavy burden and they were in a hurry to move forward quickly.
Such a group of people suddenly stopped when they were about ten steps away from the hospital.
Su Hanshan frowned slightly, focused his attention on that direction, and distinguished it carefully.
A feminine voice said: "Pingyang City is the only way for the children of the Yu family to be exiled outside the Great Wall, and it will definitely be the place where the rebels make their last stand. And this medical center, It is the only medical clinic in the city. We are here first to set up the layout. Once those rebels are injured and come here to look for medicine, they will be lambs to be slaughtered. "
"The fourth stall is smart, I'm going to get rid of the people in the medical clinic!"
"Stupid! They say this is the only medical clinic in the city, and the doctor must be a familiar face to these people in the city. If we kill them all, we will only scare the enemy away.”
The fourth stall owner warned, "Go in later, you guys are blocking the door, you! Just find someone who is not too important and rub your neck to scare the monkeys."
(End of this chapter) )