Chapter 1880

People are curious, but Yang Xiaotian has no past. Now Mona City, with the promulgation and implementation of Xu xiangtian's a series of policies, has begun to develop towards a stable direction.

But in the end, we have just experienced the war.

In addition, at the beginning, the City owners of the remaining three cities put a lot of shells into Mona city. So now Mona City, although it can not be said to be a piece of ruins, but there are many buildings have become more seriously damaged places.

Wherever war happens, chaos will follow.

If it wasn't for the fact that Xu xiangtian had arranged a fully armed force of 5000 people here, the chaos in Mona would not have been so easy to calm down.

But even so, it does not mean that Mona city has become a peaceful area.

Yang Xiaotian doesn't want to take risks to see if his luck is good enough. So just a glance, he turned and left.

"Are there any Chinese here? Is there a doctor? "

After hearing this sound, Yang Xiaotian's steps stopped.

"Go and have a look..." a voice suddenly rang out in my heart.

Yang Xiaotian hesitated and finally decided to have a look.

In the middle of the crowd, there are two old people. The clothes on an old man's body are very simple. Of course, they are for ordinary people.

Although Yang Xiaotian is not a lover of luxury goods, he is surrounded by song Qingshan and Xu Nan. He knows more or less about luxury goods. The clothes on the old man's body look very simple, but the texture of the material is the same weight of gold, which can't be replaced by half the weight of the material of the clothes.

This is a synthetic fiber material made with the latest technology, which weighs less than a quarter of that of ordinary clothes.

But in toughness and hardness, it is much better than the same type of clothes.

Even if it's a normal bullet, this dress can hold it.

Of course, even the best body armor can't absolutely resist bullets. The same is true of this dress. If it's an ordinary pistol, a bullet 30 meters away can be stopped.

But the old man lying on the ground now has nothing to do with being shot. He is pale and shortness of breath. It should be pneumonia or bronchitis. Of course, there may be other possibilities. But the first two are the most likely.

"I'm a doctor. Let's go first." Although Yang Xiaotian's language talent is average, he has been in Mona city for some time. Although it can't be said that they can communicate with Xu xiangtian normally. However, Yang Xiaotian deliberately learned a few of the words he was most likely to use.

"Are you Chinese? Oh, great. " Another old man was surprised to see Yang Xiaotian, but immediately he showed an expression of distrust.

After a few months of care, Yang Xiaotian was exposed to the wind, water and sunshine in luo'an city and Locke Kingdom. In this more than a month's otaku career, he has recovered a lot.

Although it can't be said that people will be mistaken for people in their early twenties, at most they are in their twenties.

A young man in his twenties and twenties is probably just graduated from university. Can such a hairy boy really save people?

"Can you..." The simple three words reveal the old man's distrust.

"If you have a better choice." Yang Xiaotian was too lazy to explain. He went to the old man lying on the ground and put his hand on the old man's arm.

"Are you... Chinese medicine?" The suspicion on the old man's face became more intense.

Compared with western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine needs years of accumulation in exchange for the promotion of experience and qualifications.

If Yang Xiaotian took out a stethoscope instead of just putting his hand on the comatose old man's hand like now, maybe the suspicion in the sober old man's heart would be slightly relieved.

"Yes." Yang Xiaotian saw too many such scenes. It's just that for several years, most of him treated his acquaintances. For example, he was still treated with a suspicious attitude, which is rare in recent years.

"Well?" Yang Xiaotian will coma the old man's eyelids aside, looked at the old man's eyes, pupil no focus, but breathing is more rapid.

"All spread out a little..." Yang Xiaotian motioned to the people around to widen the circle.

The old man's age should not be too young. He will never be less than 70 years old. But his teeth haven't dropped much, and his living conditions are good.

But in the end, people can't resist the ravages of time. Maintenance can only be the process of delaying aging, so that aging in their own body performance a little bit full.

But in the end, it's only a temporary cure, not a permanent cure.

The old people are already in a coma. At this time, the crowd is close together, and the density of carbon dioxide is higher than that of air. At this time, the old man is lying on the ground. As soon as Yang Xiaotian gets closer, the oxygen concentration is reduced a little. This is partly due to the shortness of breath of the elderly.

"Wake up first." After the crowd dispersed, the old man's breathing calmed down a little. Yang Xiaotian took out a bag of gold needles from his bag.

After a simple disinfection with a wet towel, Yang Xiaotian is going to do acupuncture for the old man.

"What are you doing?" The sober old man asked immediately.

This is a sober old man. He should be a servant. For his sake, Yang Xiaotian is too lazy to talk with him any more.

Take off your coat, put it on the ground and put it under the old man's head, then untie the old man's clothes.

"Hu..." slowly close your eyes and take a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, Yang Xiaotian's eyes were awe inspiring, and the gold needle quickly fell from the bag to the old man.

The sober old man, who wanted to stop him, saw the speed of Yang Xiaotian's needling, especially his appearance, but suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.

"Cough..." not long after acupuncture, the comatose old man coughed twice, and then his eyelids shook twice.

"Master?" The sober old man's face immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Master?" Yang Xiaotian's face showed a strange expression. To tell you the truth, this name is really rare in China.

What is less is more, but the name of the master, Yang Xiaotian see not much.

"Lao Li, where am I doing this?" The comatose old man slowly opened his eyes, looked around his eyes, it was estimated that he was very strange. Or, in other words, not fully awake.

"We are still here in Mona city. I have said that you are in poor health. Don't go too far. If you don't listen, look at the present... "

"Well, pay attention next time." The old man, who is known as the master, does not have too much attitude of a superior. On the contrary, he is more like a kind elder and is very approachable.

"I don't know how many times I've said that..." the sober old man muttered. His voice was not loud, but it was enough for the master to hear.

There was a look of embarrassment on the master's face, but soon he coughed twice and covered it up.

"This little brother... Saved me?" Looking at Yang Xiaotian, the old man had something else in his eyes. But soon, this thing disappeared in the eyes of the old man. Yang Xiaotian is calling Luo Yunshan to help him get a car.

Of course, he also wants to call for an ambulance, but the point is that he doesn't know how to say that

Yang Xiaotian didn't notice the difference in the master's eyes.

Although acupuncture and moxibustion can make the elderly wake up, but unless it is a long time of acupuncture and moxibustion, in order to dredge the meridians, blood circulation. With proper conditioning, the effect of acupuncture can be the best.

And if it's just acupuncture and moxibustion, it's effective and quick. But it takes a long time to cure. What Yang Xiaotian lacks most now is time.

Otherwise, he would be happy to send the old man to the hospital.

"Yes, sir. Brother, it's traditional Chinese medicine! " Facts speak louder than words. At this time, after seeing Yang Xiaotian's craftsmanship, Lao Li's attitude towards Yang Xiaotian changed a lot.

"This little brother, I don't know his name and I don't want to thank him for his kindness. I can come to my house to express my gratitude." The old man's self-restraint is very good, and indeed can afford the etiquette accomplishment that the title of master should have.

"No, it's just my job." Yang Xiaotian casually waved his hand, and then motioned him not to move.

It's almost time to take the needle off.

"Ha ha... It's just my duty. Now there are not many doctors with medical ethics... "With the rapid development of the Internet, the world is becoming smaller and smaller.

But between people, the distance between the heart is getting farther and farther. Because most people have a fun companion, it's called mobile phone.

Even many times, if you don't give money, some doctors don't give treatment.

"Car, I've called. You'd better go to the hospital for a period of time. Your body doesn't allow you to continue to work like this. " Yang Xiaotian will put away the needle at the same time, do not forget to tell the way.

"Ha ha... It's just such a crippled life. What can I do for you?" The old man's face, showing a bitter smile, should be thinking of something bad.

"There is only one life. Don't always live for others. It's too tired, and you may not be able to get feedback. It's too bad." Yang Xiaotian said carelessly“ Don't take your life seriously, because others may not. If you don't take yourself seriously, then even if you die, those who don't take you seriously won't have many negative emotions. "

"Ha ha... Little brother is right." The old man's face was cold, and then he showed a smile.