Chapter 163 Hua Tuo is first, dialect is second (both will be updated)
As soon as this thing landed, everyone in the carriage looked over.
"Oops, sorry, sorry!"
Fang Yan grabbed the other person's hand and apologized to him repeatedly. The young man looked frightened and turned pale. He struggled several times and tried to take his hand out, but was controlled by Fang Yan.
"Let...let me go!" The young man's face was ashen, and his whole body was trembling and he tried hard to break free. He found that Fang Yan's hands were like big iron pliers, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake them.
It’s over!
He broke out in a cold sweat and his legs became weak.
"Why is the handkerchief I used to wrap money here?" The old woman who just dropped the money saw a pile of things on the ground and immediately recognized the handkerchief she used to wrap money just now.
"My paper!" Another person also found the paper he had brought home from work, which had been taken away just now.
A passenger passerby asked:
"How come there are so many wallets on one person? It can't be..."
Before he finished speaking, someone reacted, pointed at the person who was dragged by the dialect and shouted:
"Thief! Fellow thief!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him immediately reacted.
He screamed and immediately swarmed up to him, and immediately held him down. Without saying a word, he started to hammer the boy hard, and then began to ask his accomplices where they were going.
The young man was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and one of his teeth was knocked out. He even said that he "didn't dare to do it anymore," but he refused to say where his accomplices would go.
I don’t know if he was frightened or just pretending. Anyway, everyone tried their best and failed to pry his mouth open.
In the end, the people in the car had no choice but to ask the driver to drive the car to the police station and hand over the stolen goods to the police comrades.
There are many thieves now, and everyone hates this group of people, and everyone is willing to stand up as a witness to cooperate with the public security investigation.
Only this time, dialect was not involved.
He left his reputation as a brave man to the other young people in the car.
Mainly because taking notes would take too long, delaying me from going back to eat, and I no longer need to prove myself by doing something brave.
Among those people just now, there were still a few enthusiastic young people.
This kind of credit is more meaningful to them.
The rewards that Dialect doesn't need may be the ones that others dream of.
Also this time, this kid is different from those who resort to knives when caught. Fang Yan classifies him into the technical group. It seems that he should be the kind of person who has no backing but is very clever.
They fell into trouble today entirely because they encountered Fangyan. If the kid hadn't been eyeing Fangyan at the beginning and was noticed when he was about to take action, they probably could have happily harvested many people in the car.
The methods of stealing are indeed more professional than those of the previous Buddhas in the capital.
It's a pity that if you insist on focusing on dialects, your future will be ruined.
……
On the way back, Zhu Lin asked in a low voice:
"How did you know that that person was an accomplice just now?"
Dialect lowered his voice and said mysteriously:
"When you look at someone, you can see his integrity."
The queen was startled, then nodded seriously.
"No... do you really believe it?" Fang Yan didn't expect that the other party actually believed it.
Zhu Lin nodded and said:
"Xin, after being with you for so long, I can tell right away what is the truth and what is a joke!"
"So powerful?" Fang Yan was shocked. Was it so easy to hear what he said?
Zhu Lin said:
"Yes, when you were joking, your tone was a little different from now."
Fang Yan nodded and gave a thumbs up:
"You have a talent! Why don't you come and learn physiognomy from me?"
As a result, Zhu Lin laughed:
"Haha, just like this sentence, the first half is true, but the second half is just a joke."
Dialect: "..."
It seems that you have to be careful when lying in front of the Queen in the future. ……
The next day soon came.
Fang Yan drank the health porridge cooked by Zhu Lin early in the morning.
After drinking it for two days, I feel very energetic every morning when I wake up.
Apparently this has worked.
What's even more obvious than the dialect is that his father, Fang Zhenhua, used to sit in the living room for a while when he got up early. When he got up early today, he completely skipped this step and didn't seem tired at all.
Of course, my mother is a little less obvious. She has to take care of the little girl at night and always wakes up several times a night.
Therefore, it is not easy to maintain the spirit.
But she also said that after drinking this health porridge, she felt less tired.
In addition, Zhu Lin also reported that everyone in their family was much better.
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Fang Yan only picked up two days' worth of health porridge.
Seeing that everyone was useful, he planned to continue picking up.
I met Yan Hua again at work today. This time he took his pregnant sister-in-law to the hospital to prepare for delivery.
Although there were still two or three days before the due date, for safety reasons, they planned to go to the hospital first.
He happened to meet Ms. Fang Yan, an obstetrician and gynecologist. After He Huiru took a look at it, he asked them to go to Xiehe together to ensure the safety of the mother and fetus.
In fact, Yan Hua is more willing to find someone in dialect, but it seems that he has never heard of someone delivering a baby in dialect.
So I ended up going to Xiehe together.
Now Yan Hua can communicate, but his ears are a bit deaf and he speaks loudly. Other than that, he is basically a normal young man.
With such a living brand like him, some people nearby will be willing to go further to Tongrentang to look for dialects.
The people here are mainly the family members of some of the younger brothers in the Dajin gang.
They watched Yan Hua being healed little by little, and they admired Fang Yan's medical skills in a way that no one else could recognize. Now it is generally recognized that Hua Tuo is the first, and Fang Yan is second.
In a word, if you are sick, go to Dr. Fang.
The medical skills have been witnessed and can definitely be trusted.
By the time Fang Yan arrived at the store in Dashilar, the old soldier who had seen the doctor yesterday had already arrived. Next to him was an old man in his seventies, with a straight back, wearing a Mao suit, meticulously dressed, and energetic.
No need to guess, this must be the rich young man who has been in prison that the old soldier mentioned.
Looking at the face, if you have a plump forehead and a straight nose, you will have good fortune in early life and middle age.
There's just something wrong with my chin, so I won't have good luck in my later years.
There is a portrait of his wife who lost her old age.
However, luck is also better than ordinary people.
Now that Fang Yan has blessed "Yuebo Cave", as long as he concentrates, this information will appear in his mind.
Fang Yan greeted the old soldier with a smile:
"Good morning, old comrade! Is this your friend?"
The old soldier nodded and responded to the dialect.
Then he pushed the old man aside:
"Old Tang, this is the Doctor Fang I'm telling you about."
The other party stood up, immediately smiled officially and stretched out his hand to Fang Yan:
"Hello, Doctor Fang, I am Tang Shengming."
Fang Yan was slightly startled when he heard the name, and asked in disbelief:
"Tang Jili in the fourth phase of Huangpu?"
The other party was also startled. He put away his smile and asked hurriedly:
"I wonder which old friend is the queen?"
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