Qing Dynasty: I Rely on Games To Fight For Favor

Xia Mian heard the opium, but at first he didn't realize that it was opium. Later, after watching everyone's reaction, he guessed one or two, and couldn't help gritting his teeth. Opium, that thing is addictive. This old man wants to give it to a two-year-old child?

Does he know the harm of that thing? If he knows, it is not a pity to die, if he doesn't know... No, Xia Mian doesn't believe that he knows nothing about opium, otherwise he won't be so anxious to deny it.

"The emperor." Xia Mian quietly pulled Kangxi's sleeves, and he still had to call the shots.

Kangxi didn't need her to pull, and he looked like a cold front. He knew the harm of opioids. He didn't dare to think about what would happen if the imperial concubine took the old man's ointment.

The body of the imperial concubine could no longer withstand the toss.

The scene was quiet, and suddenly, the child's mother asked, "What is an opioid?" The silence in the scene was broken.

Some people looked at her sympathetically, while others looked at the young man suspiciously. They suspected that the young man was framing the old man. After all, he was not like a doctor at all, but the old man was immortal.

The old man looked around for a week, and suddenly smiled indifferently, "How can there be opioids in my ointment." Then, he picked up the bottle of ointment and said with a sense of righteousness, "Okay, I'll prove it to you."

He actually wanted to swallow the bottle of ointment raw.

Seeing this, Xia Mian was not so sure that there was opioid in his ointment, but now he is sure that he is like this, didn't he want to destroy the evidence?

Of course Kangxi knew this too, and immediately gave the guards behind him a wink. Two guards passed over, one held him down, the other grabbed the ointment in his hand, and dragged him out of the crowd in a flash.

The people didn't know, so they were panicked, but soon, Jingcheng Fu Yin came to preside over the situation in person and announced a new regulation for free clinics. Doctors in free clinics can no longer use the medicine they bring, but can only prescribe prescriptions.

Now, whether you know the truth or not, a heart falls in your stomach again.

Soon, the people began to line up to see a doctor again, but this time, there were obviously a lot more people in front of the youth booth.

Kangxi left Xicheng with Xia Mian and went to Nanchengmen.

Xia Mian looked at Kangxi's back, and lamented that existence is reasonable, and it seems necessary for the hospital to assess each level. Fortunately for that young man this time, she would definitely feel uneasy if it would really cause a catastrophe. Who made this doctor's idea be hers!

Fortunately, fortunately.

But she didn't expect opium to be so pervasive at this time. The big boss' vision and methods are still good, so opium has not become popular. It is a pity that good government orders must be completed by good people.

Thinking of the chicken feathers on the floor of the next few emperors, Xia Mian felt that in fact, she was really blessed to wear this year. She was wrong, and she will never be picky again.

The West City is already lively enough, but unexpectedly, the South City is more lively than the West City.

There are a total of seventy-five doctors, and the four gates are evenly distributed. Except for the 18 gates in Xicheng, the remaining gates are all 19.

Eighteen stalls are placed one after the other, which is also quite spectacular.

However, the people lined up consciously without making any noise. Although there were a lot of people on the scene, it was not messy, except for the southernmost part.

"I'm telling you, today is the emperor's order for a free clinic, you are here to join in the fun, hurry up and go." A government servant who maintained order on the scene drove the two teenagers.

"The emperor ordered the free clinic, so I'm not allowed to be here? I don't have a wave with them. This big road, I am a citizen of the Qing Dynasty, it's okay to sit here, right?" Gong Zhe stared.

It's okay, but you can't say that. If he is here in the free clinic, everyone can't ask for it, but now, it feels subtle.

"There are so many doctors in the capital now, if all of them are like you, they will be in a mess. Go quickly, and see that you are a doctor. I haven't been rough. If you don't listen to persuasion, be careful that I catch you." , Showing the shackles on the waist.

Gong Zhe pressed his lips tightly. He missed the registration and thought he was hopeless, but the emperor suddenly ordered a free consultation. He seemed to see the light, so he quickly set up a simple stall and also came to set up a stall.

He also knew that his move was really wrong, but he really wanted to try it. He was convinced by his medical skills, but he was sad when he went back without taking the exam.

"Master, let's go!" Jing Mo talked about Gong Zhe behind. The Gong family had a reputation in Shaanxi, and it was too embarrassing to be driven away from the public. When it was passed back, the master had to skin him.

Gong Zhe clenched his fist tightly. Suddenly, he said to the servant, "The emperor wants a free consultation for five days, right?"

"Yes, what?"

"Well, five days later, I'll come here to set up a free clinic again, shouldn't it be a problem?"

The Ya Ya laughed. After five days, the day lilies were cold. What use is his free clinic? "No problem, you can have a clinic wherever you like, and I will never stop you."

Gong Zhe nodded.

Jing Mo was almost crying behind. They are using the money they donate now, but will they have a free clinic in five days? Forget about starving him to death.

Gong Zhe decided so, packed his things, and prepared to come back in five days.

At this moment, there was a sudden chaos behind the crowd.

"Help, dad, help!" a male voice cried anxiously.

Then someone shouted, "Let let let let let, let let let first, this old man is about to die, let him see the doctor first." "Everyone let's let go."

Life is a matter of life, and the people are still full of kindness, and one after another let the people behind them come over.

Two people carried a broken plank, and an old man lay on the broken plank, and came in a panic.

In front of them, there happened to be a free clinic doctor's booth. The doctor was a little fat, with white face and white beard, and he looked like a shopkeeper.

The two immediately brought the old man to him, "Doctor, help!" the black-faced man headed anxiously.

The doctor did not dare to neglect, and immediately walked out of the booth to treat the old man.

He secretly yelled badly when he diagnosed the pulse. He touched his neck again and rolled his old man’s eyelids. He regretted, “It was too late. Look at this old man, it should be a stroke and fainting. This kind of disease is already very dangerous. It is possible to rescue in time..."

The black-faced man couldn’t listen to him and analyze this. He immediately knelt down and begged, “Doctor, please save my father. He has worked so hard all his life. I just made a lot of money and I haven’t honored him yet. !"

The white-faced doctor knew why the old man had a stroke suddenly and he was getting older. He suddenly heard that his son was making money. He was excited! He sighed, this old man was indeed pitiful.

But the man is dead, what can he do? Maybe this is the fate of the old man.

"Get up quickly, your father has already gone, and to bury him beautifully, he has not worked hard all his life." He persuaded.

"No, no, my father hasn't had a good day yet. He said that he wanted a meal of braised pork, but he was reluctant." The black-faced man shook his head and refused, talking, tears down.

When the people around him saw him like this, they felt sore in their eyes, and they persuaded him to change their grief.

At this moment, the black-faced man saw a tall and thin doctor next to him, and immediately kowtow to him, asking him to save his father.

The tall and thin doctor thought too, but he was just a doctor, not the King of Hades. How could he have the ability to come back to life.

The black-faced man knelt there, at a loss.

Everyone’s eyes were on him, but they didn’t notice. A young man rushed to the old man’s side long ago. He quickly touched his neck and rolled his eyelids. He took out an inch-long piece. The silver needle pierced directly from the top of his head, all the way down.

At this time, someone saw his movement and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

For him, good people have to be stabbed to death. Now that the old man is dead, he won't let him rest in peace?

The young master didn't say a word, and focused on taking out another needle, sticking it in behind the old man's ear.

It was another dead spot, and the doctors who noticed him were shocked.

The boy started to get a third needle again.

Seventeen needles were pierced in a row, and some knowledgeable doctors were suspicious. It seemed that they had heard of this needle method somewhere.

Before they could think of anything, the old man suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes rolled, and he woke up.

"Live, live." Someone pointed at the old man and shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, the black-faced man immediately rushed to the old man, "Father, daddy, can you hear me, I am a pillar!"

The old man's throat filled with noise, and his eyes looked at him as if he recognized him, but he couldn't speak.

"Genius doctor, my father?" the black-faced man asked the boy anxiously.

Gong Zhe closed the injection, “It’s okay to live, but you need to take care of it, and you can’t get up and down anymore. It’s estimated that you will be able to talk in a few days.”

"Thank you genius doctor, thank you!" The black-faced man kowtowed to Gong Zhe and gave him money.

Of course Gong Zhe doesn't.

The black-faced man felt guilty in his heart, but he had to bite the bullet and ask where he would look for Gong Zhe in the future, and his father would have to continue recuperating.

"I live in Dongyuan Inn these days, you can find me there." Gong Zhe said.

The black-faced man took notes and begged Gong Zhe to prescribe a prescription, and then he hurriedly carried his father back to drink the medicine.

After they left, without knowing who brought them, the crowd suddenly burst into applause. What is a genius doctor? This is called a genius doctor, bringing it back to life!

"The genius doctor." "It's the genius doctor." Compliments came one after another.

Listening to the praise and applause of the crowd, it was different from the seriousness and stability just now. Gong Zhe suddenly made a big red face, and said as shy as a rabbit, "It's not a genius doctor, that old man didn't die at all, it's not a stroke, but he was suddenly too excited. I am obsessed with my heart, and when I am older, I will die in suspended animation."

Everyone doesn't care, he is a genius doctor, otherwise how can others not see that the old man is a fake death.

Many people immediately asked him for diagnosis and treatment.

Gong Zhe is embarrassed, he can't be here now, he has to wait five days.

The people shouted immediately, why wait five days? The free clinic has to be divided into time! Besides, why doesn't the emperor allow Gong Zhe to have a free consultation with him?

Gong Zhe also wanted to have a free consultation right away, but... an exclamation mark appeared on his head.

Xia Mian's hands were quick and quick, and he immediately accepted his task.

Gong Zhe seemed to feel something. Looking towards Xia Mian, he was very surprised when he recognized that she was the person who helped him that day by Zhengxinglou.

Xia Mian did not speak to him, but turned to Kangxi, "The emperor, do you think about this?"

Kangxi was also surprised at Gong Zhe's ability to bring back the dead, his eyes flickering, this person might be able to save the imperial concubine?

He nodded.

Xia Mian beamed with joy.

Soon, the capital city government Yin came over, and Gong Zhe was chartered to join the free clinic.

Gong Zhe was ecstatic and looked at Xia Mian. He always felt that this order had something to do with Xia Mian.

Ding Dong: Experience 10, congratulations on getting Gong Zhe’s favor 10, silver one or two.