The big green horse and the white horse each carried two bundles of hay, and Allah's waiter carried a bamboo basket of herbs on his back, returning home with a full load.

Seeing Ala Yanzong sitting alone under the willow tree, Ula Zhitao raised the flowers in his hands on horseback and said with a smile on his face, "Look! The flowers are all ready. Congratulations on your opening!"

With that said, he jumped off the horse and sent a handful of Jiehua to Ala Yanzong, "Happy opening!"

Alayanzong took the flowers and smelled them. The faint fragrance of the flowers was refreshing. His face was full of spring breeze, and the beauty of the flowers was even more beautiful. Alayanzong felt a little drunk.

Anla's waiter also got off his horse and asked: "How are you doing? Is there anyone asking for help? Why do you look so deserted?"

Ala Yanzong was calm and said with a smile: "After all, in the beginning, people didn't know it yet, so there will definitely not be too many people. Don't worry, there are no oil and salt shops that are not open. There are still people. Two came in the morning."

"two?"

Ula Zhitao and Anla Xiaoer almost exclaimed at the same time.

Waiter Anla said worriedly: "Two are too few!"

Ala Yanzong was very confident, shaking the flowers in his hand, "Don't worry, you will all be helping out in a few days, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it. While there are few patients now, just pick more herbs."

Wula Zhitao pointed at the bamboo basket and said, "Look, I picked a bamboo basket this morning, is that okay?"

Ala Yanzong nodded, "Okay, okay."

Afterwards, Allah's waiter and Wula Zhitao entered the yard, unloaded the hay and tied the horses. Allah's waiter went to cook, Wula Zhitao dried the herbs, and Ala Yanzong continued to wait under the willow tree.

Until lunch time, Alayanzong did not receive another patient.

After the meal, Wula Zhitao and Anla's waiter continued to go out of the city to cut grass and collect herbs, but left the big green horse behind. Wula Zhitao rode a red-maned horse and went to the mountains to graze instead.

Alayan Zongzhong moved out the desk chairs and waited for the patients to come.

To his disappointment, two hours had passed and no one came. This made Alayanzong suspicious. Could it be that there were really few patients in Qiaoluxi Bird City and everyone was very healthy? No wonder those medicine shops and clinics were so crowded

Someone is visiting.

If this is the case, there is probably no need to continue with this anonymous clinic and practice medicine on the street.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going, almost no one asked if they wanted to come for a consultation. Alayan Zong really had plans to back down.

Just when he was clasping his forehead with his hands, deciding whether to find another way out, a group of women came. The old woman at the head was the one from the morning. They lined up everyone and came one by one for his husband to see a doctor.

When Ala Yanzong saw this, he was very excited. Of course he understood that these people were naturally introduced by the old woman, or instigated. Without even bothering to say hello and thank the old woman, Ala Yanzong had already begun to diagnose the pulse.

In order to make these old ladies believe that he was an out-and-out healer, Alayanzong took everyone's pulse in a decent manner, even though he already knew the other person's condition before taking the pulse.

Most of these people suffer from diseases caused by irregular work and rest, nutritional deficiencies, or overwork. In mild cases, three and five needles can relieve the pain. In severe cases, Alayanzong may go back to the hospital to get some herbs, or prescribe a medicine, and give it to the patient nearby.

Pick up medicine at the pharmacy.

Because it is free, some diseases can be treated with immediate results. This group of women praised Alayanzong and thanked her endlessly, and they really said that the old woman was not lying.

When this group of people left, Alayanzong felt very fulfilled. Even though he had not earned a penny and had bought a lot of medicinal herbs, he also felt that his day was meaningful and it was necessary to continue to open the free clinic.

The three of them gathered at the dinner table in the evening. Seeing Ala Yanzong's excited look, the waiter Anla said: "If someone comes to see a doctor, it is natural that the clinic is not open in vain. It is even better to have someone to help promote it. But you have free clinics, no income, and no time."

We won’t be able to sustain it for a long time!”

Wula Zhitao glanced at the waiter Anla and said: "He has always been like this. He is unwilling to accept money from poor people. Even if he is seriously ill, he would rather give him money."

Alayanzong said: "Master's teachings will never be forgotten. Hanging a pot to help the world and relieving the people are hanging upside down. The people are poor and have a difficult life. They endure minor illnesses and serious illnesses, all because they have no money to see a doctor. Many people died because of this, most of them were

He doesn’t deserve to die. If I let someone who doesn’t deserve to die die for those few copper coins, I will really feel uneasy. If I don’t get free diagnosis and treatment, I will feel better.”

Regarding Ala Yanzong's remarks, Allah's waiter no longer refuted and just went to eat in silence.

The next day, Wula Zhitao and Anla Xiaoer rode a red-maned horse and a big green horse and went out of the city to cut grass and collect herbs, leaving the white horse at home.

Ala Yanzong naturally placed the case under the willow tree in front of the door and waited for people to come.

Bailey Changfeng walked by with a broom in his arms and said with a smile: "Brother, yesterday, I saw no one came at first, so I was worried about you. I didn't expect that more than a dozen people came when it was getting dark in the afternoon. Look.

I was overly worried when I came here. I guess there will be a lot of people today. Before anyone comes here, you should take a rest first!"

After saying hello to Ala Yanzong, Bailey Changfeng went to clean the front door of Pingding Palace again.

Ala Yanzong shouted from behind: "Thank you for your concern, uncle!"

Just as Bailey Changfeng said, after less than a cup of tea, a group of people came. This group of people was not a group of women like yesterday, but more than a dozen teenagers.

Ala Yanzong saw that this group of people looked familiar, and by looking at their carefree expressions, he had already guessed their identities. He sat firmly on the wicker chair and watched how they performed calmly.

The first young man who came forward for consultation kept shouting, ouch, and seemed to be in terrible pain. Alayanzong had already heard that his pulse was strong and strong, and he was in good health without any illness.

I saw the young man groaning loudly, sitting on the chair in front of the desk. He couldn't sit upright, as if he was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it. He leaned against the wicker chair and stretched out a thick arm towards Ala Yanzong.

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"Sir, I have a stomachache. Please give me a prescription. I really can't stand it anymore."

Ala Yanzong was also very cooperative. He stretched out the index and middle fingers of his left hand, felt the pulse, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and said: "You ate too much greasy food and caught a cold without covering yourself with a quilt at night."

The young man was suddenly shocked, "Last night I ate a roast chicken by myself, drank two taels by myself, fell on the bed and fell asleep without knowing it. I didn't even cover myself with a quilt, and later I woke up from the cold. Even this could detect my pulse.

Come out, you are so amazing!"

Ala Yanzong smiled slightly and said, "I am a doctor, so I can naturally detect such a common disease. You don't need to take medicine, just apply two moxibustion needles and pull out the greasy thing."

As he spoke, he took out a thin silver needle. Before the young man could react, he turned around, picked up his shirt, and stabbed his abdomen several times.

The young man kept shouting, "Alas! Sir, please don't inject me, I'm afraid of needles!" But it was too late. Ala Yanzong had already withdrawn the injection and sat back on the chair. However, his face was calm and he did not argue with him.

What.

The young man seemed a little angry. He slapped the case and yelled: "Why are you like this? You give people injections without their consent. Do you not want to set up a stall to practice medicine anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and a loud and smelly fart came from under his buttocks, causing the teenager behind him to burst into laughter.

The young man stopped talking, glanced at Ala Yanzong, stood up and ran, covering his buttocks as he ran, as if he wanted to run but didn't want to run quickly.
Chapter completed!