"Hey! Everyone, please be careful. If you are not sick, you might be scared to death if you find out that you are sick."
"Also... the more something in this world claims to be free, the more likely it is that you will pay the most. Be careful not to lose everything you have. After all... you can only judge a person by his appearance!"
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Lin Qinghe couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this. He had already said that the treatment was free, so how could he have cheated people into going bankrupt?
Zhao Wei really didn't want to argue with this barefoot doctor.
He usually has a good relationship with the other party. His impotence can be cured. He asked this guy to get some medicine for him to boil and drink. It was really effective.
If the other party attacked someone else today, he might have stood on the side of the barefoot doctor and supported him.
But now, the other party shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, be so disrespectful to Lin Qing.
This is more infuriating than killing him.
"Uncle, you must have drunk too much at the banquet, and your head is confused!"
"I advise you to go home and rest quickly, don't catch a cold here."
After saying this, he specifically signaled to the two young men in the village to help the barefoot doctor back home.
The barefoot doctor was in a stubborn mood at this time and was not willing to listen to Zhao Wei. He swung his arm and pushed the two young men away, then rushed in line and sat in front of Lin Qinghe.
"Since you are so capable, please help me take a look. I want to see how capable you are."
Lin Qinghe was neither arrogant nor impatient. He calmed down and helped him take his pulse.
His originally indifferent expression gradually became serious.
Even after feeling the pulse with his right hand, he did not let go of the left hand and checked it in the same way.
Then he asked a lot of small details about his life, including whether he would gag when brushing his teeth, whether he would have difficulty defecating, how many times he would get up at night, etc.
There were quite a lot of questions, which naturally made the barefoot doctor very dissatisfied.
"Can you see it or not? I'm investigating the household registration here. Do you want to tell you how many times I do it in one night?"
It turned out that he was just saying something harsh, but he never expected that Lin Qinghe would actually ask in a serious manner: "Brother, did you have sex frequently tonight? About how often?"
"Hiss...you...is that something you can ask? I think you have bad intentions and are playing tricks on me."
He suddenly retracted his wrist, but did not let Lin Qinghe look any further.
Of course, since the question asked by Lin Qinghe involved privacy, he would definitely not answer it.
"I think you are a charlatan. Let's just go away. It's a waste of time."
He chased the villagers there, and a few people actually believed him and dispersed immediately.
The rest of the people mainly trusted Zhao Wei and were not affected and insisted on queuing there.
The barefoot doctor had no way to deal with them and could only sneer at them with disdain and walk home with his hands behind his back.
However, he was too lazy to even ask what result Lin Qinghe had obtained after all his examinations.
This is probably what is called peer jealousy.
He is arrogant and thinks he is very powerful, and looks down on the other party's methods.
Lin Qinghe pondered for a moment and said, "I think there is something wrong with this person's lower abdomen. It might be cancer. If it is not treated in time, he will die in three months at most."
"Of course, I also hope that I made a mistake in the diagnosis. I hope he is safe and sound!"
Many villagers heard what he said, and one of them asked curiously, "Doctor Lin, if that's the case, is there still a cure for his illness?"
Lin Qinghe nodded: "It can definitely be cured, but I'm afraid the other party would rather die than be cured. After all, the loss would be huge."
"Ah? I don't understand what the Divine Doctor means. If he wants to treat you, how will Divine Doctor Lin do it?"
Lin Qinghe asked them in return: "You have all raised chickens before, right? Do you know what kind of surgery a rooster will undergo when it is very young?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present understood and started to answer them one after another.
"This is castration. There are many people in our village who can castrate chickens, dogs, and horses... Anyway, everyone who can do it has done it."
"Hiss... Now that you say that, do you want to castrate this guy?"
"Oh my God...isn't this too cruel?"
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Everyone just felt a sharp pain coming from below, and they all covered their crotches...
At the same time, there was already a hint of fear in the look he gave Lin Qinghe.
I guess they are afraid that Lin Qinghe will castrate them if they disagree with him.
"Forget it. He himself doesn't value his life very much. It's useless for others to worry about him. Are you still going to see the doctor?"
Those people were frightened and shook their heads at Lin Qinghe's questions.
"Ah! I suddenly remembered that someone at home is looking for me. I have to go back. I'm leaving now."
"Well... my aunt wants to see me for something urgent, so I won't see this patient for the time being."
"I can't watch it anymore. My stomach suddenly hurts. I have to go take a shit..."
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Everyone found all kinds of excuses and simply escaped.
Soon, only a few villagers who were relatively loyal and honest to Zhao Wei were left among the people present.
They were all old men and women with sick bodies. They came to see Lin Qinghe mainly to see if he could recommend some medicine for them.
They have been tortured by this disease for their entire lives, and every day is a life worse than death. They are completely trying their best to save the situation.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qinghe could accurately describe how they felt when the disease broke out, as well as some abnormal phenomena that occurred in their daily lives.
In the end, everyone received a satisfactory treatment plan and left.
Lin Qinghe gave them an unheard-of prescription, which was something they already had at home, so there was no need to search for it everywhere.
What’s interesting is that it was later proved that anyone who was examined that day and followed the prescription given by Lin Qinghe were basically able to recover from their illness.
This also made Lin Qinghe's name as a miracle doctor more famous.
Among these people, several had gone to the town clinic and invited professional doctors to help with consultation.
The final result was that apart from prescribing a bunch of medicine, even though the money was spent, the disease remained the same.
And as we age, the condition tends to become more serious.
Now, those who missed the opportunity are so angry that they are stamping their feet.
He even secretly cursed the barefoot doctor, blaming him for delaying other people's treatment, and for being narrow-minded and not understanding what Lin Qinghe was saying.
It was not until the barefoot doctor himself became so sick that he could not get out of bed that the people in the village finally realized that what Lin Qinghe said was most likely true.
Barefoot doctor, it should have been done earlier. The sooner you have it done, the healthier you will be.
It's a bit late now. I can't find anyone to cut it even if I want to. Tsk tsk...
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