Chapter 73 Provocation, Opportunity
He slipped away just now, and now someone came to the door.
What are you here for?
You didn't come to pick up trouble and planned to use the opportunity to beat someone in the store, right?
After thinking for a while, Fang Yan speculated that there was a high probability that this person came to recognize his face.
When I stopped just now, they scared me away, and I probably didn't even see my face clearly. Now I came over and memorized my face so that I could take action later.
They probably don't know yet, but he and Le Miao have already found out what they look like.
Fang Yan wiped his hands with a towel, then stood up and said to Le Miao:
"I'll go out and have a look."
Le Miao actually asked Fang Yan not to go out. When she saw Fang Yan about to go out, she hurriedly called to stop, but Fang Yan waved her hand and walked out without saying anything.
As long as I work here, if my face is not recognized this time, I will be recognized next time. I might as well go out now and take the opportunity to see who the other person is.
Opening the curtain of the back hall and coming to the front, Fang Yan immediately saw the middle-aged man in front of the consultation table, staring at the acupuncture points of the Tongren.
With the diagnostic skill activated, information quickly appeared in Fang Yan's mind.
He is less than 1.7 meters tall and looks to be in his forties. He has a very energetic crew cut and wears a pair of old-fashioned tortoiseshell glasses. His eyes are very bright and protruding. He has a sense of morbid excitement, which makes people feel that he is It was very aggressive, and the glasses on his face reduced this feeling.
There must be some problems with the liver and brain.
The lips are very thin and cannot be closed due to bad teeth, and there is a noticeable gap in the front teeth.
The neck is thick and the veins are bulging, much like a professional boxer in his previous life.
The upper body is wearing a very clean white shirt with bulging muscles, the lower body is a set of ordinary black trousers, and the feet are a pair of brand new inline cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like an energetic and healthy worker.
However, Fang Yan noticed at a glance that the man's hands were particularly large, and there were obvious calluses on the joints, which could only be worn away by hitting sandbags or other foreign objects over many years.
The index finger and middle finger are particularly thick, and the skin color is darker, as if they are caused by frequent soaking in potions.
His walking was also very interesting. It was not like a normal person. It was similar to walking in a wading posture. At first, he thought it was nothing, but Fang Yan soon discovered that walking like this has a low center of gravity and makes the person particularly stable.
Moreover, there should be some heavy object tied to this man's feet and trousers, but it is probably not a sandbag, but probably an iron block or a stone.
Let him make a little extra effort with every step he takes.
I don’t know what kind of kung fu this person is practicing.
Fang Yan only observed him for a few breaths and got so much information. The other party also saw him. Their eyes met. After seeing the white coat on Fang Yan's body, the man's eyes showed some undisguised malice for a moment. He He lowered his head, forced a smile with his squinting eyes, pushed up his glasses, and asked in the dialect:
"Are you the doctor here?"
A shoulder-sinking and hand-shaking movement followed the trend, and Fang Yan suddenly felt a warning of danger appearing on his body again, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up.
Almost at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the other man. His body could not help but instinctively, and he wanted to attack the man immediately. He squatted slightly, jumped into the river like a tiger, and subconsciously performed the pre-force action. As long as he exerts his strength, he will reach three to five meters in an instant.
The other party seemed to sense a hint of danger, and immediately stopped his movements and steps, silently taking three steps back.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Yan suppressed the urge to kill and came to sit down in front of the consultation table.
Although he understood that the other party had bad intentions, he maintained restraint.
He knew that the man came not only to recognize his face, but also to test him. His reaction in the morning clearly concerned him.
Ordinary people are not as alert as he is.
When the man heard the dialect question, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled and tapped his chest with his hand:
"I feel uncomfortable."
"I heard that there is a doctor surnamed Fang here who is very immoral. He slandered a retired old doctor and got him into jail at a young age. What should I do?"
Fang Yan was startled. As soon as the other party said these words, was he not asking for trouble?
What's the meaning? I thought he was going to test it!
Are you out of your mind? Or are you arrogant and looking down on yourself?
Or...the three of them are not unified in their actions?
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but Yan Yan remained calm on the surface. Facing the fierce eyes of the other party, he said calmly:
"The old doctor is not being slandered, what he did is really detrimental to medical ethics."
The middle-aged man sneered and said:
"Ha...I don't believe what others say. I only know that the old doctor is a nice person."
"I feel very uncomfortable when someone is so old and still has to suffer." Fang Yan looked at the man in front of him and felt that he was a little baffled.
He said:
"I can see it..."
The man was startled and asked:
"Huh? What did you see?"
"I guess your other two companions didn't ask you to come to provoke them, right?" Fang Yan said.
After hearing this, the other party suddenly laughed and said:
"Hahaha, I don't know what you are talking about. I am the only one. Did you see anyone else?"
"..." Fang Yan was speechless.
He asked the man:
"You were squatting at the entrance of the alley in the morning, right? You, Gu Siqi and another young man were smoking. You happened to meet me passing by. When you wanted to do something, I found you. Gu Siqi was afraid. So I took you away from the scene, but if you are not convinced, you should leave them alone and come to me now. You must not have discussed it with them, right?”
The man's smile faded, and he smacked his lips with a hint of fear and doubt, and said:
"Tsk, I said just hit it straight away! You don't have to make so many twists and turns."
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After speaking, he pinched the corner of Fang Yan's clinic table with his left hand, and there was a "click" sound, and a dented fingerprint appeared on it.
Fang Yan's pupils shrank, and he almost couldn't help but thrust out the iron birch sticks in his sleeves.
"Ha... yes, that's the look in your eyes I want!"
After the man finished doing this, he was very satisfied with Fang Yan's reaction.
"Next time we meet, don't talk. I'll tell you the truth, gentlemen."
He smiled and opened his hand at Fang Yan, made a provocative gesture of clenching his fist, and took a few steps back while staring at Fang Yan.
After making sure to keep a safe distance, he turned around and quickly walked out of the store, disappearing from sight at a very fast speed.
Fang Yan glanced at the thumb print on the examination table and pressed hard under the table with his hand. Without using too much force, there was a "click" and a deeper fingerprint was pressed out by him.
The material of this table is not as hard as I thought.
At the same time, he immediately had an idea of the power of men.
And just now he saw clearly the man's palm. The thenar and hypothenar eminences on both sides of the heel of the palm and the inner surface of each finger were pink patches, showing a cinnabar color. This was the liver palm, indicating that he really had a liver problem. No wonder he can't control his temper.
After the man left, everyone else gathered around the dialect clinic and asked what happened. Everyone listened to the conversation between the two people just now, and they could tell that something was wrong, and the matter was obviously related to the ancient Xiu Tang. .
Some were curious, some were concerned, and everyone began to inquire about the dialect.
In the end, Le Miao came out and rushed the people in the store back to their posts.
Le Miao stood in front of Fang Yan and asked in a low voice:
"See something."
Fang Yan touched his chin, looked at the fingerprints on the clinic table and said:
"This middle-aged man practices martial arts, which is some kind of external martial arts that strengthens the muscles and bones. He has more calluses on his left hand. He should be left-handed. His accent sounds like he is a native of the capital."
"Moreover, this person acted very arrogantly, which was different from the cautious behavior at the entrance of the alley just now. I suspect that the three of them were not acting in a unified manner."
"Gu Siqi and another young man who didn't show up may be more worth worrying about."
He said with a smile:
"In addition, judging from the threats that the man made when he left just now, his attack on me should not last longer than tomorrow."
"Before tomorrow? Isn't it today, and you can still laugh?" Le Miao looked a little unhappy.
Fang Yan waved his hand and said:
"Actually, this is the best. There is a saying that only a thousand days can make a thief. How can a thousand days prevent a thief? If they really stand still, I will still be worried."
Le Miao said:
"Then what are you going to do next? How about calling the police directly?"
Dialect shook his head:
"With so many people watching, he didn't do anything to me this time. The police can't catch him, and just threatening this kind of person should be useless."
"Then you..." Le Miao didn't know why Fang Yan still looked calm and confident.
Dialect said:
"You forgot, I also learned kung fu from Mr. Lu."
Fang Yan has already thought about it. Isn't this the actual blessing he was waiting for?
(End of chapter)