The doctors who were in the clinic all morning were busy and looked at one after another. Lin Ziyan was not idle and tested the blood samples they had taken one by one, but no new coronavirus was found in their blood.

Near noon, there were very few villagers who came to see the doctor. They were about to take a break when a man slowly walked over.

The man's face is dark, round and big, and it should be because he is often exposed to the sun in the wild.

A medium-sized, chubby, wearing a pair of canvas breeches, with a sharp-looking machete around her waist, her upper body was naked, and her developed muscles were protruding on her shoulders and arms.

A few red marks were strangled on his shoulders by thick hemp ropes. He did not leave his hair, his hair was thick and black, and on the round face, under his wide thick eyebrows, there was a pair of deep eyes, and his strong figure was very eye-catching.

Although the man looked very burly and clever, he seemed a little timid when he came to Liu Liming and hesitated for a long time before sitting down.

"Doctor, does it cost to see a doctor here?"

When a patient came, Liu Liming also sat down, smiled and said, "We don't have money for free medical treatment. Brother, why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The man was stunned and said, "It's not that I'm sick, it's my uncle."

"What's wrong with your uncle?"

"My uncle went to the mountain to chop firewood a few years ago and accidentally fell off the mountain. He has been bedridden for the past six or seven years. We have no money to go to see a doctor, so we can only hold on. Can you help me see if my uncle still has the possibility of standing up? Is it okay?"

"Yes, I'll take you home and take a look?"

"No need to worry, wait for me, I'll carry him over!"

Just as Liu Liming was about to follow him, the man stood up happily and ran to the village.

Rural people are so simple and honest. If you respect him one foot, he respects you one foot. He feels that they have already treated you for free, and they are very embarrassed to ask others to go to home.

Looking at the man's back as he rushes away, Liu Liming smiled faintly and had to sit patiently at the diagnosis table waiting.

Maybe the man's home was not far from where they had free medical consultation, so soon the man walked over with his uncle on his back.

In an instant, a swelling smell of flesh rushed towards him. The man was carrying an old man in his seventies on his back. The old man had a pale face, skinny skin and bones, and his head was so thin that he could not be thinner. He looked like he had no rest at all, making people feel timid when he looked.

Seeing the two of them coming, the villagers on the side started to talk.

"Hey, this old man Zhao is really lucky. He has been lying in bed for six or seven years and has not died. Fortunately, he picked up Genming, otherwise he would have died long ago!"

"That's not. Good people will be rewarded. If Old Man Zhao hadn't rescued Genming in the snow at the foot of the mountain, the child would have long frozen to death in the snow nest!"

"People should do more good deeds. God has his eyes on it!"

Old Man Zhao is a bachelor in the village. Because of his ugly appearance and poor family, he never married or had children in his life. However, he is honest and honest. He would go to help no matter who has any problems in the village. He has a good popularity in the village.

This young man is named Zhang Genming. He was the old man Zhao who went to the market ten years ago. When he came back, he picked up a child halfway through. He has been relying on Old Man Zhao for so many years, and the two are like father and son.

Seven years ago, Old Man Zhao took Zhang Genming up the mountain to chop firewood, accidentally fell off the cliff, and became what he is now.

Zhang Genming approached here with Old Man Zhao on his back. He Mulin, who was beside him, quickly covered his mouth, ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.

Seeing Old Man Zhao coming, the villagers on the side did not dislike him at all, but hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Genming put Old Man Zhao on the diagnosis bed beside him. Liu Liming carefully took the pulse for Old Man Zhao.

After a while, Liu Liming's heart was determined. He sighed and said regretfully: "Your uncle is already in his seventies. To be honest, he has reached the limit now. The organ functions of his internal organs have aging and deteriorated. The stomach qi has disappeared. People without stomach qi is called "reverse". If they do not have stomach qi, they will die. If they do not have stomach qi, they will also have a dead meridian. The soul has left the body. If you want him to stand up now, it is okay, but I activate the potential of his body, but his life is approaching. This will damage his life and make it faster. Also, maintain his current state, and maybe a year or two can be spent!"

Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. Western medicine judges a person's life and death by heartbeat. If the person's heart rate is gone and his breath is gone, it is called death. Traditional Chinese medicine judges a person's life and death with different standards than Western medicine.

However, what is the standard for traditional Chinese medicine to judge a person's death? If this person is out of power, he will die.

What does it mean? That is to say, this person may still be able to eat, drink, and work, but he is already "dead".

Because his soul has left his body, traditional Chinese medicine calls this state "Walking Dead".

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that the human body is just a small hotel where our soul lives. If you serve and protect this god in this life, you will make him happy and please him, then this god will stay in your hotel for a few more days. If you do not serve him well, he will leave you, and the hotel with the body of Old Man Zhao has long collapsed.

Liu Liming's words made Zhang Genming deeply fall into deep thought. He didn't know how to choose.

He has always hoped that Uncle could stand up again, but now he has the answer, but the price he paid is too high.

Just when he was at a loss, Old Man Zhao suddenly opened his old eyes, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his physical strength was difficult to speak, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

Liu Liming hurriedly took out a silver needle and gently stabbed it in several large acupoints of Old Man Zhao. After a while, Old Man Zhao made a faint sound in his trembling corners of his mouth.

"Gen... Ming, I have been very contented after living for so many years. I have been lying in bed for so long, and you have been taking good care of it without regrets. I don't want to survive like this, nor do I want to drag you down anymore. If I can let me stand up and see you and look at our village, I will be very satisfied in this life..."

The ancient people achieved "both body and spirit" throughout their lives, and their bodies and souls got along very well. Moreover, they would not suffer as much as they are today as they are in pain as they are now.
Chapter completed!