The next morning, Su Yuancheng was so refreshed that he came to call Wei Zhao and went to the Fang family's kiln together to take a look.

The young master gave him the most important thing, so he naturally wanted to show off.

Wei Zhao didn't sleep well last night. He found a bag of instant coffee in the clinic. After drinking it, he took a small medicine box and went out.

Luoxiang Fucheng is relatively large. There are two main streets in the city, one Dongxing Street that runs north and south, and one Huiquan Street that runs east and west, intersecting, dividing the entire Fucheng into four parts, showing a field-shaped distribution.

The east and south of the city are where wealthy people or officials live in concentrated areas, so generally high-end restaurants, inns, shops, money shops, and brothels are open in the street markets here.

There are many ordinary residents in the west and north of the city, and the sanitation and security are relatively poor. However, the goods in the streets here are more complete than those in the "rich areas", with seeds, farm tools, chickens, ducks and live poultry for sale.

The kiln of the Fang family is on the edge of the West City, close to the city gate.

The more you go to the edge of the west market, the worse the sanitary environment. This sanitary environment is not the dirty and messy plastic garbage that is full of, but the roads are muddy, bumpy, and fallen leaves. From time to time, you can see the feces of humans and animals, which smell bad. Some children also drive away wild dogs with sticks and stones.

Su Yuancheng pinched his nose and pointed to a small courtyard in front and said, "Young Master, there is the Fang family in front."

Wei Zhao looked forward and saw that it was a relatively neat family, and his pace was faster.

When I arrived at Fang's house, I happened to see a doctor with a medicine box coming out. The man waved his hand and asked the old man who sent him out to go back, and turned around and saw Wei Zhao.

Seeing the man clearly, Wei Zhao's lips curled up, an old acquaintance!

That person is Dong Lin.

The last time Chang Dayong's illness made Wei Zhao famous overnight, it also ruined Dong Lin, who questioned him. For a long time, no one came to Jishitang to take medicine. The other two doctors also quit their jobs and went to another place. For a moment, Dong Lin became a scum in the eyes of doctors in Luoxiangfu, with bad morals and unworthy of being a doctor.

Later, when Wei Zhao and Doctors held a "medical seminar", he quietly went to Chenjia Medical Center not far away. Seeing that he had compared his medical skills with several other surgeons, he secretly hoped that Wei Zhao would lose so that he could win a game back.

However, things went against my wishes. Wei Zhao not only won, but also made such a sensation, and made a big splash.

From that day on, he knew that the doctors in Luoxiang Mansion had changed.

His medical skills are better than Wei Zhao. Now he is also disgraced. He knows that he can no longer go against Wei Zhao, so he no longer goes to the hospital for patients in the east and south of the city to avoid encountering Wei Zhao or other doctors. He only travels to the west and north cities to diagnose some minor problems such as wind, cold and abdominal pain.

Who knew that today I actually met Wei Zhao again.

Seeing him surprised, Wei Zhao smiled and walked forward and said, "Isn't this Dr. Dong? Why don't you know me anymore? I'm Wei Zhao!"

When Dong Lin heard him speak, his heart suddenly sank. He felt that something bad was about to happen.

But he is a decades old after all, and he is a little scheming. Even though he feels furious, he said politely: "It turns out to be Doctor Wei. I don't know what's wrong with Doctor Wei in the West City?"

Wei Zhao smiled: "Of course I came to the clinic."

After saying that, he saw that he was about to turn around and go back, but when he saw Wei Zhao and Doctor Dong greetings, Old Man Fang stopped and said, "Dad Fang, I heard that the son was sick, so I recommended myself and came to see the doctor. I wonder if Mr. Fang is willing?"

When Wei Zhao said he was visiting the doctor, Mr. Fang was delighted. Dalang had been ill for seven or eight days and had taken several doses of the medicine, but it seemed that it was useless and even became more and more serious. However, they had no spare money and could not afford to hire other doctors. Now that a doctor could take the initiative to visit the doctor, he was naturally very willing.

When Dong Lin heard this, he glared at Wei Zhao incredibly. What did he say? Did he recommend himself to see Fang Dalang?

Anger suddenly surged in his heart.

"Wei Zhao, what do you mean? I admit that my skills are not as good as others in the disease of Chang Dayong and the prefect, and I was punished. I could only ask for food in this western market. Why do you still have to force each other? Could it be that you would let me go if I don't practice medicine again?" The veins on his forehead leaped, and his hands holding the medicine box were white because they tried too hard.

Wei Zhao was stunned. What does this mean?

Then he reacted again and sneered: "I force you? Dong Lin, you are not qualified yet! Both things have passed that day, and I have no plans to pursue them. Today I come to the Fang family, but I have something else to discuss, and I will just give the Fang family a consultation."

He paused, looked at Dad Fang next to him, and said to Dong Lin: "But since you have said this, I might as well tell you another thing: You are not as skilled as others, you are simply misleading your children!"

He did not lower his voice, so Dad Fang and Dong Lin both heard it, and they asked at the same time: "What did you say?!"

Wei Zhao said: "The disease of Fang Family Dalang is not intestinal abscess. You first treat it with wind and cold, and then intestinal abscess. What do you think human life is? Do you let the same disease be tested? Let you have to struggle for two more days, Fang Family Dalang is afraid that his life will be gone. Isn't this a misleading child? To put it bluntly, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a quack doctor harming people?"

Dong Lin's eyes were bulging, and he stared at Wei Zhao hatefully, but his heart was filled with huge waves. No! Impossible! How could I diagnose the wrong diagnosis!

It’s intestinal abscess! The patient has abdominal pain and fatigue, high fever, nausea and vomiting. These are all symptoms of intestinal abscess, I’m right!

He told himself over and over again, but the illness of the prefect and Chang Dayong were in his mind over and over again. He was very panicked. Every time, what Wei Zhao said was right. What if he said it right again, what if he did the wrong diagnosis?

No, no, how is that possible? He has never met Fang Dalang. It is impossible. This time, he must have been wrong!

His hands began to tremble, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, but he still said, "Doctor Wei was joking. He had never seen a patient yet. Doctor Wei was so confident and said it was just not rigorous enough and was irresponsible to the patient. Such words and deeds were just to deal with me, a doctor, and wouldn't it be a loss of his identity?"

When he said this, he defined Wei Zhao as a villain who came to make trouble in order to revenge him.

Wei Zhao was not angry. He smiled slightly, "Are you willing to die?" I didn't remember you last time I let you go? It seems that I really can't die if I don't have the Yellow River!

He looked at Mr. Fang again, who was already confused and could not tell the difference, and opened his thin lips lightly. "The patient started to have a ill seven days ago. At first, he was afraid of cold and cold, and had high fever, fatigue and weakness. After that, he had abdominal pain and nausea, decreased appetite, nausea and vomiting, yellowing of skin and eyes, and yellow drowning. Is this right?"

Wei Zhao was not very profound, and Dad Fang could understand it completely. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, my Dalang is the symptom of this, yes!"

Wei Zhao turned his head to look at Dong Lin, who was already sweating, "Doctor Dong, what kind of disease do you think of such symptoms?"

When Dong Lin just heard him say "the skin and eyes turn yellow, and the drowning of yellow", a disease had already popped up in his mind. At this moment, he felt cold all over, as if he was falling into an ice cave.

How is it possible, how could I ignore such obvious symptoms?!
Chapter completed!