Diary of the life of a working wizard

In the blink of an eye, it was Wednesday again, and Xia Yunjie was sitting in the outpatient room of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic of the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University, holding a book in his hand and a cup of tea on the table, very leisurely.

It's hard not to be leisurely. Dr. Xia's clinic and even the door of the clinic are empty. On the other hand, other clinics are full of people coming in and out, especially the specialist clinics where there are long queues.

This is Xia Yunjie’s third time attending the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic of the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University. The first two times, he broke the record of the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University since its opening by not having anyone come for consultation. Fortunately, Xia Yunjie only comes once a week, and almost no one in the hospital knows him. Otherwise, with Xia Yunjie's record-breaking outpatient results, it would be difficult for him to become famous.

However, Xia Yunjie was obviously used to this kind of consultation. Anyway, he was very leisurely, quite as free and easy as Jiang Taigong fishermen who took the bait.

While Dr. Xia was holding a book leisurely, Feng Wenbo, in the old professor building of Jiangzhou University, was feeling the pulse of an old man with a solemn expression.

The old man was none other than Mr. Huang who went to the south of the Yangtze River in search of a glimmer of hope.

It took a long time for Feng Wenbo to let go of his hand, but he looked surprised and did not speak.

"Mr. Feng, what disease does my father have? Is there any way you can cure it?" Seeing that Feng Wenbo didn't speak for a long time, Huang Xiangyi couldn't help but ask.

"Huang Lao's pulse is very strange, neither floating nor sinking, gentle and strong, not like a sick person. But from time to time there will be a very slight tremor, as if something is attached to Huang Lao's blood." Huang Xiangyi asked. , Feng Wenbo hesitated, and finally spoke.

Mr. Huang himself and Qu Weiguo knew that Mr. Huang was infected with worms. Huang Xiangyi also knew about it, but as a Western medicine doctor, she never believed it and thought it was nonsense. Therefore, Mr. Huang and Qu Weiguo couldn't help showing a hint of surprise and admiration when they heard this, while Huang Xiangyi frowned and said, "How is this possible? We have done a detailed physical examination for father!"

The implication is that he simply doesn't believe Feng Wenbo's diagnosis.

But just as Huang Xiangyi finished her words, Mr. Huang had already stood up and clasped his fists slightly: "Doctor Feng is indeed well-deserved. I wonder if Dr. Feng can cure this strange disease of mine?"

Seeing that her father actually believed Feng Wenbo's words, Huang Xiangyi couldn't help opening her mouth, but finally closed it.

Mr. Huang is her father and the old leader of the Republic. Now that he has stood up and spoken, even if she is his daughter, she cannot interrupt casually.

"My medical skills are limited, so please forgive me for my incompetence." Feng Wenbo said apologetically.

Huang Lao couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard this, but he soon felt relieved.

If his strange disease was so easy to cure, why would it be with him to this day? Feng Wenbo could see the problem. In fact, his medical skills were already very superb. At least the few national players in the capital did not see the problem.

"Dr. Feng is being humble, but I am actually expecting too much." Mr. Huang said with emotion.

Feng Wenbo hesitated after hearing this and said cautiously: "I know a doctor with excellent medical skills. I would like to ask Mr. Huang to make a call later to see if he can do anything."

"In this case, just invite him over to help diagnose." Huang Xiangyi said with some dissatisfaction after hearing this.

It's no wonder that Huang Xiangyi, her father is the only remaining founding father of the Republic. Since Feng Wenbo thinks that man has excellent medical skills, he can just ask him to come to help with the diagnosis. Why do he need to call to ask? Could it be that that man's status was more noble than her father's?

Feng Wenbo couldn't help but look embarrassed when he heard this. He naturally knew that Mr. Huang had a distinguished status and respected Mr. Huang as an old revolutionary hero, otherwise he would not have mentioned the phone call at all. You know, that person is the head of the Wu Xian Sect! For the disciples of the Wuxian Clan, their status is also extremely noble. As a disciple of the Wuxian Clan, how can you make the decision for the master without authorization and let him visit the doctor?

"Xiangyi, you, the eldest lady, have changed your temper. Doctor Feng, don't listen to me. Please call me and ask first." Seeing Feng Wenbo's expression of embarrassment, Mr. Huang scolded Huang Xiangyi, and then Then he said kindly to Feng Wenbo. But when I said this, I had no hope at all.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm going to make a call right now. Mr. Huang and everyone else can't be with you for now." Feng Wenbo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Huang speaking for him. Otherwise, Mr. Huang would also echo his daughter's opinion. Feng Wenbo It’s really difficult to do. After all, Mr. Huang's identity is extraordinary. Once he opens his mouth, how can he, an old university professor, refuse casually?

After saying that, Feng Wenbo hugged Mr. Huang apologetically, then got up and went to the study upstairs.

When Feng Wenbo called Xia Yunjie, he was reading a book boredly. After sitting there for a long time, there was still no patient. Xia Yunjie had already begun to consider whether he should come again next week. After all, occupying the latrine and not taking a shit is a waste of resources!

"Uncle, this is Feng Wenbo." After the call was connected, Feng Wenbo said respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yunjie asked straight to the point. He knew that there was nothing important and Feng Wenbo would not call him easily.

"A very special patient came to the house today..." Feng Wenbo told Xia Yunjie the whole story.

When he was a child, he watched anti-Japanese TV dramas. Xia Yunjie often read Huang Lao's heroic stories and always admired this old national hero. Now that he knew that he had a strange disease and came to Jiangzhou to see Feng Wenbo for medical treatment, he naturally couldn't sit idly by and said without hesitation: "In this case, you should accompany Mr. Huang first, and I will go to your house in person."

In Feng Wenbo's eyes, the head master's uncle is half a living god, but at the same time he is a very strange character who cannot be viewed from ordinary people's perspective. For example, he was working in a bar even though he had extraordinary abilities. Therefore, when Feng Wenbo was on the phone, he was worried that the head master would not pay attention to Mr. Huang at all. After all, Mr. Huang might be a person in his eyes. A respectable and admirable person, but in the eyes of an outsider like the head master, he is just a mortal.

Now, when Feng Wenbo heard that the master uncle said that he would personally go out to help Huang Lao see a doctor, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said: "Okay, okay, great, thank you, uncle."

"Why are you thanking me? Mr. Huang is an old revolutionary hero. It's okay if I don't know. Now that I know, I have to do my best. Okay, I'll be there right away. It will take about ten minutes." Xia Yunjie smiled. , then hung up the phone and got off work early, riding his bicycle to Jiangzhou University.

"Mr. Huang, Teacher Xia has promised to come over and help you take a look. We will be there in about ten minutes." Feng Wenbo came downstairs and said with a happy face.

"I wonder if this Teacher Xia is a famous doctor in Jiangnan?" Huang Xiangyi looked happy when Feng Wenbo mentioned the word "promise", as if they were asking that Teacher Zhang to treat her father, and he was willing to come. It was a very honorable thing, so I couldn't help but frown slightly and asked.

The implication is, who is this Teacher Xia? How come I have never heard of it, but it is so big!

Huang Xiangyi's words really confused Feng Wenbo. His uncle was really not a famous doctor in Jiangnan, but in terms of medical skills, there was probably no one in Jiangnan who could match him.

"He is a visiting Chinese medicine doctor from our hospital. His surname is Xia and his name is Yunjie. Director Huang may have never heard of his name, but Mr. Xia's medical skills are much better than mine." After thinking about it secretly, Feng Wenbo replied road.

Huang Xiangyi had indeed never heard of Xia Yunjie's name, and she also heard that he was just a visiting doctor at the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University. If Feng Wenbo hadn't said that his medical skills were much better than his, she, the chief doctor of the cardiovascular department of Union Hospital , national experts naturally really don’t take it seriously. But even so, Huang Xiangyi didn't pay much attention to it. After all, a Chinese medicine doctor whose name he has never even heard of, how good his medical skills can be, should probably be Feng Wenbo's humble words.

You must know that Huang Xiangyi is also a doctor. If there is a doctor with better medical skills than Feng Wenbo, she should have heard of it.

Huang Lao and Qu Weiguo also felt that Feng Wenbo's words were mostly modest. After all, Feng Wenbo's diagnosis just made them deeply admire him. If Feng Wenbo said that Xia Yunjie was a strange man who lived in seclusion in the mountains, they would still believe it, but Even if he is just a doctor from the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University, they really don't believe that there is anyone in the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University who has better medical skills than Feng Wenbo.

However, Feng Wenbo's tone and expression made Huang Lao and Qu Weiguo quite surprised and puzzled, and they always felt that it was not the same thing.

"By the way, Dr. Feng, when I came in just now, I saw a house security charm posted on the door beam of your house. Do you believe this?" When he was surprised and puzzled, Qu Weiguo suddenly remembered that he saw it posted on the door beam of Feng's house when he entered. He found a worn-out talisman, and he couldn't help but move in his heart, and asked.

"If you believe in the things about ghosts and ghosts, there are them. If you don't believe in them, they don't exist. Just seek peace of mind." In front of the old revolutionary, Feng Wenbo certainly couldn't talk about things about ghosts and gods, so he explained in an understatement.

Qu Weiguo only suddenly asked this question because although the talisman was badly damaged and even the pictures and text on it were blurry, it always looked familiar. Now seeing that Feng Wenbo answered casually, he didn't think much about it. I just thought I was too worried.

After all, most of the Wuxianmen were separated during the war years, and they experienced that special history after liberation. Many traditional cultures and ideas were severely damaged during that special historical period, and the Wuxianmen, as "feudal The propagators of "superstition" have been brutally persecuted and attacked. Die, leave, stay anonymous, stay anonymous. Now, even though Qu Weiguo studied under the Wuxian sect, the only sect members he knows are only a few people from the lineage passed down by his ancestor Zhuge Xuan.

"Doctor Feng, please don't mind. Qu Weiguo's master is a magician, so I was very excited when I saw that you, an old professor in the university, had a house-protecting talisman posted on the door beam. But Weiguo is quite good at painting talismans. , you might as well ask him to give you one." Mr. Huang took the words and said with a smile.