I Was Caught Working Part-Time During The Winter Vacation. How Dare You Steal The Tianshi Sword?

"What?"

Li Baichuan quickly came to the kitchen with a surprised look on his face.

If he remembered correctly.

This knife was the knife that the old man used when he opened his shop. It was also the knife that he got on credit from the knife dealer.

Did the knife on his back leg break just as he rejected Zhang Fan with his front leg?

Could it be that... there is really any explanation for the account of the person who borrowed the knife?

do not care.

Even if there is an explanation, it is impossible for him to spend 6 million to pay for a knife 40 years ago.

"If it breaks, just throw it away. It's no big deal."

"Ouch...okay."

…

at the same time.

Nancheng First People's Hospital.

After Liu Jun and Li Shaohui arrived, they soon discovered Wang Wanqiang on the third floor.

As soon as he met the two of them, Wang Wanqiang explained everything. At the same time, he also made a condition to Liu Jun.

He has to wait for his wife's diagnosis results in person and discuss treatment plans with the doctor.

However, Liu Jun rejected him on the spot.

Because besides him, his wife also has immediate family members.

It is impossible for the police to let a murderer handle private matters outside.

When Liu Jun's master and apprentice brought Wang Wanqiang back to the station and told Xiao Shan that this was the murderer.

Xiao Shan expressed his shock.

There was no clue about it yesterday, but the case was solved today?

…

On the other side, in the civilian model live broadcast room.

Zhang Fan has already led the program team to the most crowded area of ​​Qingyang Street.

"Classmate Zhang Fan, is it time for the three hexagrams every day again?" the host Xiao Ma asked.

"No, Monday is not a good thing today."

Zhang Fan shook his head and walked straight towards a Chinese medicine pharmacy.

"Jifengtang?"

He dismounted and looked at Zhang Fan's destination, feeling a little surprised.

Classmate Zhang Fan, is he still working part-time at Jifengtang to get medicine?

No, he caught the pulse just now and found out the cancer. He was probably going for a consultation!

Good guy, is the protagonist of this issue so personally capable?

"Hurry up, keep up!"

After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Ma quickly dragged the cameraman forward.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were also surprised after seeing Zhang Fan's destination.

[You’re a college student, and you’re here with a part-time job? 】

【Do you have medical qualifications to cooperate with you? 】

[Just kidding, Brother Fan can even diagnose tumors, so why do I still need a medical qualification certificate? Your face is your medical qualification certificate! 】

[Oh my god, Zhang Fan finally has a normal part-time job! 】

【Jifengtang? This is the most authoritative Chinese medicine hall in our Nancheng city. Can Zhang Fan speak after entering? 】

[As you said, the archeology professor also asked Mr. Zhang to be a technical consultant. It is not impossible for Jifengtang. 】

[Don't make trouble, people's lives are at stake. You can't take part-time jobs casually here. Mr. Zhang may be here for internship. I know him. He is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. 】

【……】

While netizens were discussing, in the live broadcast, Zhang Fan had entered the lobby of Jifeng Hall.

The decoration of Jifengtang is very simple. In the medicine-taking area on the left, the wall is hundreds of small grids thick, containing various Chinese medicinal materials. On the counter in front, there are some capsules and granules made with Chinese medicine technology.

In the consultation area on the right, there are several quaint wooden tables, and several Chinese medicine practitioners are carefully conducting consultations. Opposite are several stools, where patients are sitting in line.

In the innermost part of the consultation area, there is an empty table with a wooden sign on it, 'The owner of the clinic sits at the consultation table. ’

As for the acupuncture area, it should be in the back hall.

Because it is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, the patients are very quiet at this time.

After the three people entered the door, they quickly attracted everyone's attention.

However, most people just took a look and didn't stay too much.

Compared to Internet surfers, patients still pay more attention to their bodies.

However, as Zhang Fan moved, more and more eyes turned towards him.

I saw that Zhang Fan had a clear goal. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the consultation area in three steps and sat down on the owner's consultation table.

Seeing this scene, the people in the hall were stunned for a moment, and their eyes instantly became surprised.

Whose child is this?

Too ignorant, right?

The master of Jifeng Hall sits at the consultation table. Is this what you mean by sitting on it?

Facing the strange looks from everyone, Xiao Ma gradually showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

Because she is very aware of Jifengtang's strength in Nancheng, Zhang Fan's move will inevitably arouse doubts.

But in comparison, the cameraman looked arrogant.

Who do you look down on?

Our protagonist in this issue is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. He can detect tumors, but he still can’t see your colds?

At this time, an aunt not far away from Zhang Fan reminded in a low voice:

"My child, this is the clinic owner's seat. Come to my side of the queue. You're sitting in the wrong place."

Zhang Fan smiled and responded:

"Auntie, I'm here for the free clinic today. There's no charge for medical treatment and medicine. Come over here and I'll show you. There are only three places available. If you miss it, you'll lose it."

"You? Seeing a doctor?"

The aunt looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief, as if she had heard a joke, and she immediately became happy.

Today's little brat really knows how to joke.

If you miss it, the opportunity will be gone... If you see a doctor, you will be gone if you see the wrong person.

"Forget it, kid, stop making trouble. The owner will kick you out later."

The aunt smiled and rejected Zhang Fan.

There was laughter in the hall at this time, many people showed disdain on their faces, and some people accused him on the spot.

"Today's young people are crazy about using the Internet. If they have big butts, they have to go to the doctor. It's really a joke."

"Didn't you see that they are still broadcasting live? Maybe some program team came out to make things up."

"It's impossible to watch the current programs. They are all clowns. That is to say, the official version of "Public Model" I can still watch a little bit."

"Well~ Brother, you have quite good taste. I also like to watch such meaningful programs."

After hearing this, netizens immediately became unhappy and started to fight with them across the screen.

[What do you think our program is? 】

【Who are you calling a clown? Come here, do you believe me, Brother Fan, can feel out the tumor for you? 】

[You are amazing, you are noble, what you watch are high-end programs, what we watch are all pirated copies! 】

[Is there a possibility that if you beg my brother later, my brother won’t show it to you? 】

[Lao Deng, have you heard of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? I think my brother might. 】

[The owner of the hall has come out, Mr. Lu from Jifeng Hall has come out! 】

【……】

In the live broadcast, an old man with a red face was walking towards Zhang Fan at very fast pace.

Looking at this posture, it seemed as if Zhang Fan was going to be kicked out in the next second.

After all, anyone would be angry if a young man in his early twenties sat in his own clinic for no apparent reason.

However, when Master Lu spoke, everyone in the hall was instantly dumbfounded.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, you are here. You must watch a few more today and let me study hard with you."

"???"

"??"

As soon as Master Lu said these words, everyone present was filled with questions.

Was there any mistake?

You can be considered the master of Jifeng Hall, the master of Lu who is known as Yi Zhi Shen Lu in the world!

The King of Hell wants someone at the third watch, but you can force him to stay until the fifth watch. How can you learn from him?

Why, he can snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell?

No... Museum owner, did you wake up today?

"No, there are still three places today, and they will be randomly drawn. After three, I will retreat."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and rejected Hall Master Lu's request.

"Oh! What a pity!"

As soon as these words came out, Master Lu slapped his thigh anxiously, "Your medical skills are really in vain!"

"Old man, you also know that I am just accumulating some merit. I have other things to be busy with."

"That's right. If you go to the clinic every day, the old King of Hell won't be able to pay your bills."

Master Lu knew that he could not persuade Zhang Fan, so he did not shy away from joking with him.

But when he said these words, everyone was shocked.

What's the meaning?

The old King of Hell can’t even live up to his account!

Can you really steal people from the hands of the King of Hell?

Even Master Lu wants to praise you like this...You kid...couldn't you be the reincarnation of a miracle doctor?

When everyone was surprised, a clever person had already rushed to Zhang Fan's consultation seat in advance.

"Brother, I was blind just now. Please give me a good look. I've been feeling bad for the past two days."

"Little brother, please come with me and show it to my old man. Then money won't be an issue."

"..."

A dramatic scene soon unfolded.

Zhang Fan's seat, which had been deserted just now, was suddenly filled with people.

After all, this is the master of traditional Chinese medicine who even he wants to learn from, the old master Lu has admitted!

Because they heard that Zhang Fan's clinic was a free clinic randomly selected, many people offered generous offers to jump in the queue.

As for the aunt who had reminded Zhang Fan just now, she had a suspicious look on her face.

Is this young man an expert in Chinese medicine?

Do not believe.

Being my uncle is okay, but treating me is not so good.

After a brief thought, the aunt continued to line up in her clinic area. Because there were many people in front of her, she took the first place and also chose the expert number.

At this time, Zhang Fan, who was surrounded by the crowd, slowly spoke:

"Everyone, I'm sorry. I study Chinese medicine to treat patients, not to make money. I'll just randomly draw numbers."

"That's right."

At this time, Master Lu also stood up to support Zhang Fan:

"That's right, Zhang Xiaoyou will conduct random examinations today. I hope you won't break the rules of our Jifeng Hall. You have to queue up for treatment if you have money or not."

"Master Lu, please show me. I made a reservation for you today."

"Wait a moment until I see Zhang Xiaoyou's technique."

"Huh? Okay..."

With attention and support, Zhang Fan's consultation area quickly returned to order.

Under the arrangement of Master Lu, his young apprentice drew three numbers from the waiting area and handed them to Master Lu.

Master Lu pulled up a bench and sat next to Zhang Fan. He smiled and said, "Zhang Xiaoyou, I'll give you a beating."

"Lao Deng, you don't want to steal some lessons, do you?"

"Ahem...what are you talking about? You are a young man sitting in the clinic, and you can't have a calm teacher and father to help you examine it? If the diagnosis is wrong, wouldn't it mean that the sign of Jifeng Tang will be destroyed?"

"Then shall I leave?"

"No, no, no, just kidding."

Without any embarrassment, Master Lu pulled out the number.

"No. 36, Yang Wei."

"I'm coming!"

"Son, come here quickly, Master Lu has drawn us!"

As soon as Master Lu finished speaking, a middle-aged woman quickly grabbed her son and ran over.

The patient was two or three years younger than Zhang Fan. He was a little obese, had dark circles under his eyes and wore glasses, and his expression was a little depressed.

It was obvious that Yang Wei was somewhat resistant to today's consultation.

But he didn't refuse, after all, only he knew how uncomfortable his body was.

After Yang Wei took his seat, Master Lu's young apprentice quickly pulled up the curtain to prevent prying eyes.

"how old are you?"

"19."

Zhang Fan looked at Yang Wei and started the first step of TCM diagnosis, observing his face carefully.

If Yang Wei hadn't said it himself, Zhang Fan wouldn't have realized that he was only nineteen years old.

The complexion is dull, yellowish and black, and the lips are very dark, even a little purple.

"How come you are so young and have such a serious loss of kidney energy?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, like an experienced old Chinese medicine doctor.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

When Zhang Fan said this, Yang Wei's face suddenly turned red and he was too embarrassed to speak.

Zhang Fan didn't rush him and waited silently for him to adjust his mood.

In the live broadcast room, the two groups of netizens were already arguing.

[Can you please shut your mouth and grow fat and eat your rice? 】

[Kidney deficiency, as the name suggests, this guy can’t be Yang Wei, can he? 】

[Upstairs, do you have the quality? Don’t talk about others casually! 】

[Don’t you have any medical knowledge at all? Kidney deficiency may also be due to staying up late. Look at the dark circles under his eyes. 】

[I have a plan that will definitely make Brother Yang look radiant! 】

【I know! Original God! start up! 】

[Fuck you, what’s wrong with you, Genshin Impact? silly dog! 】

[Brother, stop being a guide, look at what has become, and come join us in rebooting! 】

【……】

"Quick, tell the doctor what's wrong."

In the live broadcast, the middle-aged woman saw that her son was unmoved and urged him.

After being embarrassed for a while, Yang Wei revealed his physical condition.

"It's just...I feel uncomfortable all over, I have no strength, I have a headache, my throat is a little sore, and...some places on my body are itchy."

"Have you taken a shower in the past two days?"

"I washed it, but it's still itchy."

"Um."

After listening to the patient's self-report, Zhang Fan looked thoughtful, and then asked the patient a very embarrassing question.

"Have you had sex recently?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Wei, whose face finally calmed down, instantly turned red and warm again, exaggerating to the point of turning purple.

The old mother is still standing behind, how can she ask such a question.

Even if it is true, I can’t tell you!

At this time, the woman standing behind also had a stiff face and said nothing, waiting for her son's answer.

"No, I never have."

After hearing her son's explanation, the woman suddenly beamed.

"Doctor, this is impossible. My child has never had contact with girls. This is really worrying. He plays games at home every day and is almost obsessed with it."

Although she talks down to her son, when she goes out, the mother always praises her son.

As soon as she finished speaking, she continued:

"But my son is quite good at playing games and has made a lot of money. I heard that he is what...the wild king? He is still number one in the national server. You young people who are number one in the national server know that he is number one in the country. name."

"If I could put this effort into studying, I would have passed the Qingbei examination long ago."

"Um."

Zhang Fan nodded and understood. He was not interested in this aspect.

"Put your hand over here and I'll feel your pulse."

This time, the boy was very cooperative.

Zhang Fan slapped his opponent on the wrist.

After a while, his face gradually became solemn:

"Ai, have you...recently been double-queuing with someone offline?"