Following the sound, Zhou Heng turned around and looked over, and an old monk stood at the door of the tent with kind face.

The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe with white hair, which was very simple, without any cassock or Zen stick. He put one hand on his chest, and held Buddhist beads on his other hand. He looked at his face as an old man in his sixties.

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment. Could this be Master Xuyun?

This also looks too young. Didn’t Ning Wang say he is already a hundred years old?

"Are you Master Xuyun?"

The old monk smiled and nodded at Zhou Heng, "I, Xuyun, I think this donor is Doctor Zhou from Huichun Hall?"

Zhou Heng also smiled, obviously Master Xuyun already had some understanding of Huichun Hall.

Zhou Heng briefly explained how to use medicine for the man, and told him not to touch the tube of the negative pressure suction device, and then walked to Master Xuyun.

"Next Zhou Heng, I have met Master Xuyun. On the way back to the city, I heard His Highness Ning explain a few words. When I came to Fahua Temple, I was anxious to deal with the injured and did not visit me first. Please forgive Master Xuyun, Zhou was rude."

Master Xuyun waved his hand, "Don't be so polite, has the injured been dealt with?"

Zhou Heng glanced at Xiaojiu and then said:

"There are still a few who didn't see it, but just dealt with the injured."

Master Xuyun nodded, "Then I will go to the Zen room first. After Doctor Zhou has finished handling it, you can go there at any time. Can we talk about the shabby tea room?"

Zhou Heng was stunned. He didn't expect that Master Xuyun was so humble, which surprised him a little, so he quickly bowed and bowed.

"Then Zhou was too arrogant and dealt with the injured first, and then went to disturb Master Xuyun."

Master Xuyun had a smile on his face and turned around and took everyone away. Zhou Heng looked at Xiaojiu who was stupid.

"Don't stand there, hurry up and say which injured person is not dealt with?"

Xiaojiu yelled and came over quickly. At this time, many people in the tent looked at Zhou Heng and Xiaojiu. You must know that when they were just treating the man, they didn't see it, but they heard it clearly. The man was almost dead and could not breathe. In just a few strokes, the person spoke. What is this medical skill?

An old man sat up and raised his hand before Xiaojiu could speak.

"Doctor save me, my legs have doubled. I don't know if they are broken?"

Xiaojiu said at this time: "The injured in this tent are all in a bad condition and have not had time to diagnose and treat."

Zhou Heng nodded without blame. After all, doctors are humans, not gods. With so many people, they are very tired after seeing each other. Moreover, their abilities are limited after all.

"It's okay, let's take a look. Old man, please try to move your toes to see if you can move?"

Zhou Heng said that, he had already walked to the old man's bed. The man's feet were covered with mud, with a stinky smell. It was impossible to tell whether it was injured or the original foot.

Boss Xue took a photo of Xiaojiu, "Go and call someone and scrub the old man, so you can't see it."

Xiaojiu rushed out quickly and came back with a kid for a moment. The man was quick and quickly cleaned the old man's feet.

Zhou Heng looked carefully and found that the old man's left leg was indeed much swollen than his right leg, especially at the ankle position, where the bones were no longer visible. He straightened it from top to bottom, and found no traces of the fracture. Although the old man pinched or rotated his expression, he was not in a state of unbearable condition.

The old man also tried to move his toes, and there was no problem at all.

Zhou Heng waved his hand to Xiaojiu, "Record it. The left ankle was sprained. The old man is old and he still needs to apply a splint to fix it for ten days. Apply our Huichuntang's swelling cream externally. Take Panax notoginseng and Xiaohuolou Dan for five days. Observe if the swelling is not eliminated, infusion will be used to relieve diuresis and edema."

Xiaojiu quickly wrote the doctor's order on the old man's case, and recorded it very carefully.

Then Zhou Heng quickly inspected the remaining injured people, most of which were contusions or sprains, and were not very serious. After Xiaojiu and Zhang Ankang were asked to deal with it, Zhou Heng took Boss Xue and followed the young monk who led the way toward the Zen room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Master Xuyun sitting cross-legged on the cushion on the east side. Boss Xue was very sensible and stood in front of the door. Zhou Heng hurried forward.

"Zhou has met Master Xuyun."

Master Xuyun nodded, pointed to the cushion in front of him and signaled Zhou Heng to sit down. Zhou Heng sat cross-legged as Master Xuyun. Then Master Xuyun handed over a cup of tea. The tea soup was clear and not as turbid as ordinary steamed tea.

Zhou Heng picked it up and took a sip. The taste was not sweet and mellow, but the slightly bitter taste was calm and concentrating.

"Doctor Zhou should not dislike the shabby tea room."

Zhou Heng smiled, put down the teacup and looked at Master Xuyun, a monk who had lived a hundred years old, all of whom were like human spirits. For some reason, Zhou Heng was a little nervous.

"Bite tea makes people clear-headed, but without too much seasoning, it makes people feel more aftertaste."

Master Xuyun was a little surprised and raised his half-closed eyes to Zhou Heng. It seemed that few people made such comments.

"Although donor Zhou is a foreigner, he seems to have a different understanding of life, which makes me admire him."

Zhou Heng quickly bowed his head to Master Xuyun, "Master praised it, it was just that Zhou was greedy for all kinds of tastes and various colors in the world, so he had some insights and showed off in front of the master."

Master Xuyun shook his head with a serious look on his face.

"Disregarding fame and fortune, he rescued the injured, and rushed to rescue King Ning from afar. This is not something that ordinary people can do but want to do. I wonder if the donor Zhou can tell you about his birth date and horoscope?"

Zhou Heng was stunned. Could it be that the old monk wanted to tell fortunes for him?

By the way, this is not the patent of the wise man or the experienced Taoists, so why should you ask yourself about your birth date?

Although he was confused, Zhou Heng did not hesitate to say his birth date and horoscope. There are real or false here. The year is based on the age of the original owner, and the date and time are his real birthday.

"Bingyin, Wuxu, Guichou, Xinyou."

Master Xuyun tapped his finger on the table, thought for a while, and looked up at Zhou Heng. This glance made Zhou Heng feel tremble. The feeling of being seen through made him feel uncomfortable all over. However, he was a doctor, and he had seen many places at the airport and did not show any abnormality.

"The birthday of Donor Zhou is very interesting. I heard from His Highness Ning that you don't remember a lot of it. It is rare to remember medical skills and a blessing for the world."

Zhou Heng was a little confused. He didn't know what Master Xuyun meant for a moment. He asked for his birth date and horoscope, but he didn't tell his fortune at all. He turned around and talked about his amnesia and medical skills, and didn't know how to answer this for a while.

However, since he can be friends with King Ning, there is no need to worry about his character, otherwise King Ning would not let him see Master Xuyun.

"The master praised it. Zhou didn't have much profound thoughts. He just remembered a sentence taught by his grandfather. Doctors are kind-hearted. Only by studying hard to relieve the pain of the injured can they deserve the word "doctor". Grandfather was not a person who likes to be arrogant and has always been invisible.

Zhou didn't think so. If people in the world didn't know the existence of me or Huichuntang, how could they know that they could still undergo different diagnosis and treatment after being sick?

So I don’t want to hide. I hope everyone knows that Huichuntang will have more people to study medicine and relieve the pain of the people! Not only Daliang, but also the surrounding countries, so that everyone will think of Huichuntang’s diagnosis and treatment, and will fight for the world’s hope of living."

Zhou Heng said it very sincerely. At least he did think so at this moment, but he hid the saying that making money is the first priority. He always believed that this was a by-product that promoted the development of medicine. Just like the use of rubber, he thought of condoms and flying balls.

Master Xuyun looked at Zhou Heng and held a teapot to add some tea to him.

"I heard this idea a little shocking when I first heard it, but after thinking about it carefully, I really thought that the most sincere one is that Donor Zhou is a great kind person. Although it may not be on the surface, his original heart is true and kind.

However, judging from the face and horoscope of donor Zhou, you are not a long-lived person. You can definitely not live to be seventeen years old by counting your fingers, but now donor Zhou is safe and sound. Is there any way to prolong your life? Is it so confusing me."
Chapter completed!