Travel through 1990 and return to your youth

Yi Xiaochuan sat next to him and looked at the familiar young man. He also knew his name, the tenth generation descendant of Longhu Mountain and the self-proclaimed Heavenly Master Fu Xiaolong!

He believed in the name Fu Xiaolong, but the tenth generation descendant of Longhu Mountain, some sort of heavenly master, was sheer nonsense.

Not to mention, Fu Xiaolong's shouting skills were effective. After a while, an aunt came over.

"Auntie, do you want to see a doctor or have your fortune told?" Fu Xiaolong wore sunglasses and held the aunt's hand, pretending to be a very powerful heavenly master.

"Little Heavenly Master, can you feel the bones? I want you to feel the bones and calculate your future." The aunt asked in a low voice.

In fact, at that time, many people were superstitious about fortune-telling by touching bones, which also allowed many people to find opportunities to make money and often cheated money under the banner of Tianshi.

Yi Xiaochuan sat next to him and didn't say anything. Fu Xiaolong was Fu Xiaolong, and he was himself, as long as he didn't deceive others and had a clear conscience.

"Auntie, five yuan for bone touching and ten yuan for fortune telling!" Fu Xiaolong spread his hands and asked his aunt to give him the money first.

The aunt hesitated for a moment, then took out 15 yuan and gave it to him.

Then Fu Xiaolong started to do some coquettish things, touching the aunt's arm, and finally used her hands to tell people's fortunes.

He was telling fortunes and saying nice things, which made the aunt very happy. He looked very much like Yi Xiaochuan before.

After the fortune telling, the guy took out a piece of talisman paper and sold it to the aunt for five yuan.

This operation made Yi Xiaochuan dumbfounded. Is it so easy to make money by pretending to be a Taoist priest?

"Auntie, you are very lucky, but I just found that you have a lot of coldness in your body. Do you want me, my friend, to help you take a look?" The fortune teller made money by selling talisman paper, and this guy didn't forget to give Yi Xiaochuan Introduce business.

The aunt already trusted him very much, so she went to find Yi Xiaochuan to show her.

Yi Xiaochuan simply checked the aunt's pulse and then said: "You are not sick."

A simple sentence almost made Fu Xiaolong sit on the ground in fright. He was kind enough to help him get business, but now he said he was not sick. Wasn't he trying to undermine himself?

When the aunt heard this, she also showed suspicion on her face. One said she was sick, and the other said she was not sick. This was obviously wrong.

"Auntie, don't worry. My friend said that the coldness in your body is not a serious problem and does not require treatment. Just drink more hot water when you go back." He hurriedly came over to explain.

The aunt seemed to understand, but finally left here.

As soon as the people left, Fu Xiaolong asked angrily: "Brother, what's wrong with you? I'm bringing you customers. You can just get a few injections and still make money!"

He doesn't care whether people are sick or not, it is the last word to make money together.

But Yi Xiaochuan shook his head and said: "No disease means no disease. As a doctor, even if you can't make money, you can't deceive patients."

Although Yi Xiaochuan is not a regular doctor, he still has some medical ethics.

He will not be like those doctors in the hospital who can cure a disease for ten yuan, but insist on paying a price of 100 yuan.

Fu Xiaolong glanced at him angrily, sat back and continued shouting.

See a doctor for those who are sick, tell fortunes for those who are not sick!

After waiting for a while, a fat man in a suit with a big gold chain hanging around his neck walked towards them.

"Little Celestial Master, you say you are a miracle doctor. Can you help me find out what's wrong with me? If you do, you'll be rewarded with a lot of money. If you don't, I'll smash your stall today!" The fat man squatted down and spoke. A big gold tooth appeared in his mouth, and his hand was slapped directly on the small wooden table.

At first glance, this guy was not that easy to mess with, and he even deliberately came to provoke Fu Xiaolong.

Fu Xiaolong is smart. He knows a lot about medical treatment, but he can blame Yi Xiaochuan for this!

This is why he took the initiative to seek cooperation with Yi Xiaochuan. Once someone came to cause trouble, he would directly ask Yi Xiaochuan to see a doctor.

Even if it doesn't look good, it's Yi Xiaochuan's problem and it has nothing to do with him, because he is just a fortune teller!

"Fat brother, I'm not a miracle doctor, I am a friend. Let him take a look..." This guy naturally pushed the trouble to Yi Xiaochuan.

The fat man sneered twice, then came to Yi Xiaochuan and said, "If you are not a doctor and want to cheat money here, then don't blame me for being rude."

Yi Xiaochuan also smiled, not paying attention to the threat, but asked the fat man to stretch out his hand first.

The fat man extended his hand openly and didn't care what Yi Xiaochuan did.

Yi Xiaochuan gently placed his fingers on the fat man's veins.

He is a Chinese medicine doctor, and the way he treats patients is naturally Chinese medicine. Taking the pulse is the most basic one.

"You have a weak spleen, are fat, strong on the outside and dry on the inside, have high blood sugar, and a bit of liver fire. The important thing is that your kidneys are also very weak, and your waist has been hurting recently!" Yi Xiaochuan said a series of problems while holding his pulse.

Fatty originally thought that Yi Xiaochuan had no real material. After hearing these words, a surprised expression appeared on his face, because he was right.

He had gone to the hospital for a checkup before, and the results showed that he had these problems.

"Little brother, that's not bad. He's quite capable!" The fat man waved his hand and said in surprise.

Yi Xiaochuan had a smile on his face, but waved his hand in an old-fashioned way.

He said calmly: "I don't have any medicinal materials around me. If you want to cure a disease, I can give you a prescription. This prescription costs ten yuan a piece."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaolong cooperatively handed over a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen.

Yi Xiaochuan quickly wrote out the prescription and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, then took out ten dollars and gave it to him.

"These medicinal materials are not expensive, costing 20 yuan at most. After you grab the medicine, boil it down and take it over three days, your problems will be eliminated." Yi Xiaochuan put away the money and said with a slight smile.

The fat man admired him very much and wanted to leave with the medicine in hand.

"Wait a minute, if you want to relieve the pain in your waist immediately, I can also give you acupuncture, but it will cost 20 yuan!" At this time, Yi Xiaochuan stopped him again.

When he said this, the fat man's face was filled with joy. His waist was hurting so much that he had applied a lot of plasters but it didn't work. If the pain could be relieved immediately, that would be a good thing.

He gave him the money, lay down in front of Yi Xiaochuan, took off his clothes without caring about face, and asked Yi Xiaochuan to give him acupuncture.

After a few silver needles were inserted, the fat man suddenly no longer felt pain in his back, and he felt much more relaxed.

"A miracle doctor, definitely a miracle doctor."

"I didn't expect to meet a miracle doctor like you in this small stall. How lucky you are!" After the acupuncture, the fat man couldn't help but praise happily.

His words also attracted the attention of some passers-by, and many people came to watch.

"Ah, it's him, the little miracle doctor who saved people on the train!" At this time, someone in the crowd let out a cry of surprise.

On the train, Yi Xiaochuan saved Yang Lao's life, which attracted a lot of people's attention.

Someone who happened to have seen him passed by and saw him setting up a stall here, and exclaimed.

It was such an exclamation that brought him many customers, and the onlookers all wanted to see Yi Xiaochuan for medical treatment.

The fat man thanked him and was about to leave, but Fu Xiaolong held him back.

Fu Xiaolong was really good at business and took the opportunity to sell a piece of talisman paper to Fatty. Although it was useless, Fatty was happy and gave him five yuan to buy it.