Oops, Reborn 1980. The whole world learns medical skills from me.

"Ding, the host uses elementary acupuncture to treat illnesses and save lives, triggering a new skill, elementary decoction technique."

Shi Qi was secretly happy that decoction had a wider range of treatments than acupuncture. Mastering this technique would help patients better.

Okamoto looked down at his chest, and the feeling of pain and death was completely gone. "Your medical skills are so amazing. How can I thank you?"

Shi Qi put away the gold needle and gave it back to the young man in a white shirt. "If you want to thank him, just thank him. The gold needle is stained and needs to be cleaned."

Okamoto immediately lowered his head and bowed to the two of them, "You are right, please accept my sincerity."

Upon hearing this, the secretary immediately took out a large stack of foreign exchange coupons from his bag and forced them into the hands of Shi Qi and Bai Shirt.

When Okamoto saw it, he felt that the money was not enough, so he said guiltily, "I went out in a hurry, not well prepared. Please leave your address and I will visit you."

Shi Qi looked at the foreign exchange coupons in her hand, smiled and said no need.

Compared with domestic treatment costs, Okamoto has given enough.

On the contrary, the young man in the white shirt, after learning that Okamoto was from Sakura Country, asked for a business card and said that he would take the initiative to contact Okamoto.

The person was rescued and the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. It can be said that the ending is happy for everyone.

At this time, vehicles dispatched by the traffic police also arrived at the scene. Shi Qi suggested that Okamoto had better go to the hospital for a check-up.

Okamoto now admires Shi Qi greatly. Whatever she says, Okamoto will do it without hesitation.

Seeing Okamoto leaving, the young man in the white shirt smiled and presented the needle box, "Hello, my name is Ming Jingxuan. There is a saying that swords are given to heroes, and pink powder is given to beauties.

I bought this set of golden needles for my collection. I don’t know any medical skills. Putting the golden needles in my hands is equivalent to a waste of natural resources and giving them to you. "

Before Shi Qi could speak, Doctor Fang and Doctor Qin, who had been following her, exclaimed.

Although foreign exchange coupons are useful, in the eyes of doctors, gold needles are more precious. How can such a good thing be given away just as a gift?

Shi Qi was stunned for a moment and refused directly, "No reward for no merit. This set of golden needles is too precious, I can't have it."

Ming Jingxuan smiled. Shi Qi's attitude was already expected by him.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. I still have something to ask you. How about this? It's getting late. How about we have a meal together and chat while we eat?"

Golden needles are valuable, and Shi Qi also becomes interested in Ming Jingxuan.

In addition, she successfully snatched Shi Wen's golden finger today, and she was very happy. Therefore, after asking Fang and Qin for their opinions, she agreed.

The few of them didn't go far, they found a clean state-owned restaurant and sat down.

Ming Jingxuan insisted on a treat, so Shi Qi could only let him go to the small window to order.

This is the rule in state-owned restaurants now. What the restaurant does will be written on the small blackboard in advance, and customers can only follow it.

After the kitchen is ready, customers still have to serve the food themselves and wait for the waiter to deliver the food, which is simply impossible.

"You're lucky, we have steamed pork ribs and sweet and sour fish today." Ming Jingxuan was very generous and ordered several hard dishes in one go.

"I've spent a lot of money on you. By the way, what's the matter with you?" Shi Qi asked straight to the point.

Ming Jingxuan smiled sheepishly and said, "To tell you the truth, my father has a strange disease. I have gone to countless hospitals, but none of them have found it. I see that you have outstanding medical skills, and I want to ask you to help him." .

Don't worry, I won't let your hard work go in vain. As long as you help him look at it, I will give you the golden needle regardless of whether it is good or not. "

There is no shame in making money based on one's own skills. Shi Qi also wants golden needles. Seriously, which doctor doesn't like handy tools?

Seeing Ming Jingxuan take action, you know that his family is rich. Such a person must have found many good doctors.

So many doctors were unable to do anything, and Shi Qi was not sure whether he could treat it, so he had to ask about the condition in advance.

"There is no problem in seeing a doctor, but you have to tell me what is your father's condition? How did he get the disease?"

Ming Jingxuan poured tea into everyone's cups, and then said, "My dad is very sick. The disease he got has to do with his hobbies.

He likes fishing..."

In the past few years, everyone's life was very difficult.

If they are not allowed to do business, the crops in the fields will suffer disasters at every turn.

Therefore, how to keep a family full of snacks has become a problem that the family needs to face.

That’s when Ming’s father started fishing.

There was a policy at that time that whether it was produced in the mountains or in the water, it was collective property. Even the fish in the river could not be caught casually.

Therefore, Ming’s father can only go fishing secretly at night. This is called night fishing.

Dad Ming is talented in fishing. He knows how to make fish food and is very skilled in fishing. As long as he takes action, he will definitely gain something.

After fishing back and forth, Ming’s father became interested in fishing.

"Now that life is getting better, my dad still loves fishing, and he likes night fishing. I think now that I have money, I can just let him go and help him get everything done." Ming Jingxuan said with a bitter smile.

After Ming's father was equipped with professional tools for night fishing, the old man became even more obsessed with it. He went there almost every night and never failed.

As a result, extreme joy begets sorrow.

Just a few days ago, Ming's father went to Liuhe for night fishing with his fishing friend Sun.

Liuhe is the river with the most fish nearby. Old Man Sun said that he found a good place in Liuhe a few days ago and had a lot of harvest. He must take Dad Ming to see the world.

The two rode bicycles and arrived at Liuhe in the evening, but they could not find the place where Lao Suntou had been.

Darkness waited for no one, so the two of them could only find a similar area and began to set up camp.

To be fair, this place is not bad, there are willow trees behind it, and someone has made the floor with bricks by the river, which is very smooth.

Father Ming and Old Man Sun are both addicted to fishing. As soon as they put the things in place, they started swinging the pole. As for eating, they only need to take a few bites of steamed buns.

Anyway, as long as they are allowed to fish, they can last for three days and three nights without eating or drinking.

Maybe the Liuhe River is really a good place. The harvest was particularly great that night. Not a single rod was empty, and several big fish that could be called the king of fish were caught.

Father Ming and Old Man Sun laughed happily. When it got daybreak, they yawned and prepared to call it a day, but they couldn't laugh anymore.

Just behind the big willow tree they were leaning against, there was a dark tombstone.

The two of them felt chills all over when they thought about sitting in front of someone else's grave and fishing all night.

No wonder someone paved the ground with blue bricks in this wilderness. It turned out to be someone's ancestral grave.

If the two of them had come earlier and could see clearly, they would never choose this place. It would be really unlucky.

But now, the fish has been caught, and it's too late to say anything.

Father Ming and Old Man Sun were both old-school and superstitious. Even though the sun had risen, they still felt their hands and feet were cold. They were so frightened that they didn't even dare to take the fish and threw them back into the river.

I bowed in front of the grave again and didn’t dare to disturb him anymore, so I got on my bicycle and went home.

"My dad was so scared. We all said he was superstitious. If you don't believe in this kind of thing, no one would have thought. Since then, my dad has developed a strange problem..."