very hungry

☆、Adventures in Public Toilets

This is the 30th day since Liugou came to S City.He found work at a 24-hour convenience store and rented a cubicle in a nearby urban village.Although the convenience store was not his original dream, he could sneak noodles and fried tofu by himself and cook them in hot soup with the beef balls sold in the store.Then he stood behind the counter in an apron, slipping fluent mouthfuls out of surveillance every few minutes.

Liugou, a new-century appearance professional, quickly attracted the attention of middle school girls near the convenience store.Middle school girls are the group with the sharpest eyes in the world. They can measure everyone's eyes, nose, height, shoulders, width, and legs at a glance in a compressed can-like subway car.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Liugou cleaned up the table, took off his apron and prepared to go home from get off work.Several high school girls pushed open the glass door and came in, and one of the girls in the lead ordered Chezai noodles.

"Do you want more meatballs?" The store stipulates that after ordering noodles, you must follow the trend and ask for such a sentence.

"No need." The girl looked him from head to upper thigh that was not blocked by the counter, "Are you leaving get off work?"

"Yeah." Liu Gou mixed the noodles and handed them over.

"What if I really wish you could stay?"

Liu Gou looked at the girl in confusion, her mouth, which was painted with bright pink lip gloss, was slightly pouting, and the companions behind them covered their mouths and laughed lightly.He wiped his hands with a rag: "No, and there is no overtime pay."

The young colleagues who came to change shifts watched the girls laughing and leaving, and couldn't help leaning forward: "Yang Jian, are you stupid? Keep teasing them."

Liugou has long been used to being called by his name.He came out from the counter and said firmly, "I'm in a hurry to pee, and I'm in a hurry to leave."

"Then why don't you just go and pull it, and brew wine?"

Yang Jian said succinctly: "The toilet in the store is blocked. I will go to a nearby public toilet to solve it."

The colleague gave him a thumbs up: "Have a conscience! The kidneys are good!"

Yang Jian accepted these compliments confidently.Apart from some abnormalities in his stomach and intestines, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are actually very good.

Since it was only March, when Yang Jian stepped out of the convenience store, it was already dark.The public toilet is in the small park in the block diagonally opposite the convenience store, just cross the road twice.

He hadn't been here before, but he saw the sign of the public toilet a few times when he passed by, and he wrote it down.In the dark night, the shadows of small trees in the park are faintly visible, which is still quite scary, but Yang Jian grew up in the countryside, and while walking smoothly on the path in the park, he even grabbed a piece of fat purslane leaf and rubbed it into his mouth. Chewing.

While eating, he thought, the food in the city is worse than the food in the country.

Just as he was about to approach the public toilet, he was stopped by a man at the quietest section of the path.

The man was in his 30s, dressed in ordinary clothes, and could be drowned if thrown into the sea of ​​people.He came out of the woods and greeted Yang Jian: "Are you alone?"

Yang Jian quickly looked around her, before she dared to ask: "...how many of them did you see?"

The man took out a cigarette and lit it, and walked in front of Yang Jian. His face was finally revealed under the faint street lights in the park, but he still couldn't see it.

"What's your WeChat number?"

Yang Jian didn't have WeChat, so she couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Yang Jian didn't respond, the man said, "Can we play together tonight?"

playing what?

Yang Jian faintly felt a bit painful, probably because he was holding back his urine.He waved his hand to show that he was not free, so he walked quickly to the public toilet in front of him.

Unexpectedly, that man also followed quickly. Yang Jian didn't know what he was trying to do, but her intuition told him that it was not a good idea to unzip his pants in front of the toilet.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked quickly to the private room.

As soon as he stepped in and was about to turn around and close the door, the man pounced on him like a wild dog preying on him.Yang Jian was used to fighting this kind of carnivore, and he reacted very quickly. He raised his right knee to the height of his waist, then turned his right hip to the left and kicked hard on the inside of the opponent's right knee.Then, when the other party screamed "Ah", he squeezed him out and closed the door. Before he had time to think, he hurriedly pulled the zipper and started to release the water.

I almost couldn't pee after holding it in for too long.

call……

He breathed a sigh of relief after he finished putting on his pants, remembering that the person outside the door who had been kicked by him didn't know what happened, and he didn't pay attention to his movements just now.

This was the first time in his life that he was attacked in the toilet. Originally, he would not be so vigilant, but a few days ago, there was a piece of news that impressed him very much. It was shown to him by a colleague in the store with a mobile phone.

He can still recite the headline of that piece of news: "Two men in Fuzhou are lingering in the public toilet. The noise is too loud. Passers-by think they are fighting and call the police." The two parties in the news were struck up in the park.Colleagues teased him at the time and told him to be careful.

The world has really changed...

After flushing the water, he pushed open the toilet door, and there was no one outside.He hoped that the unlucky man's legs would not have any major problems. Fortunately, there was not much room in the toilet, so his strength could not be exerted.But seeing him running so fast, the situation shouldn't be too bad.

He walked to the dirty mirror and turned the tap, but there was not a drop of water.

This toilet really sucks.

He looked at the sink in despair for a while, and suddenly found a line of small characters from a corner.

This is a line of crooked small characters written on the marble countertop with an oil-based pen. Fortunately, there is no water in the sink. Even though the marble is covered with dust, you can vaguely see what is written on it:

Cure all diseases, live forever, call 13XXXXXXXXXX

Yang Jian's heart felt like an electric shock, and even his hairs stood on end.

He looked up at the mirror in front of him, and the young man in front of him also looked at him absent-mindedly.This is the face he has seen for many years, and he is so familiar with it that he can point out the tiniest mole on his chin.Wearing a 51-piece black coat bought at a street stall, the surface is a little pilled.

He looked down at the line again, making sure it wasn't his hallucination.

People who grew up in his place and age believed in these ghosts and ghosts.He took out a Nokia that was outdated for many years from his trouser pocket, entered the number, thought for a while, and changed the name to "1".

Changing the name to "1" will always appear first in the address book. This is a little trick he discovered recently and hasn't had time to tell anyone else.He counted the digits of the number, made sure that he remembered correctly, and then nodded in satisfaction.

The pale moon poured a long white light on the path where ghosts and ghosts lurked.With infinite excitement, he endured the severe hunger rising again in his belly, and left briskly.

After he walked away for 20 meters, a figure slowly emerged from behind the hidden trees.

After Yang Jian got home, he heated up the meal and sat down to eat.He cooks rice in a big pot, and he cooks two catties of rice at a time.Eating too much rice can save a little money on non-staple food.The noodles and fried tofu he ate at the convenience store were all cooked in meatball soup, which was already a luxury, so he had to be more frugal when he returned home.

He saves money, little by little, just to find a good doctor to cure his illness one day, although he doesn't know what his illness is and whether there is a cure for it.

He sent the big pot of rice with pickled radish, and then opened the phone address book and looked at the word "1" hopefully.He knows that good doctors are very expensive, especially those with intractable diseases. At least tens of thousands of dollars must be saved. Although this figure is not small for him, he will save enough money one day.He kept staring at the number until his eyes were sore, then he reluctantly put down the phone, opened the SMS page, and began to introduce his recent situation to Uncle Zhang and Huwa.

Every week he will report on his work life, and waiting for a reply afterwards is probably the happiest thing in his week.

He doesn't have a TV or a computer. When he gets home from work, he eats and sleeps. When he doesn't do these two things, he cooks.He guessed that there would not be a reply so quickly, so he got up to wash the rice.

In addition to the supper, I have to prepare a little more to wait by the bedside.He often wakes up at night, most of the time when he wakes up hungry and needs to replenish his physical strength in time; sometimes he is woken up by the noise and screams around him. Even so, he still needs to eat a little rice to help him fall asleep.

The room he rented was located on the second floor. This is an authentic urban village with mixed fish and dragons. You can still hear children playing around at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

"I'm fucking your mother!"

Occasionally, those immature children's voices would utter this precise and sonorous national curse, which echoed in the night for a long time.Yang Jian always thinks about how young parents teach their children nowadays.

Yang Jian had a very exhausting dream that day.

In the dream, he was walking on the path in front of Uncle Zhang’s shop in his hometown, when a wild dog kept barking at him.

He didn't like dogs in the first place, so he squatted down and picked up a stone and threw it. Although he hit it, the wild dog seemed to be completely unharmed.The hair on its whole body stood up, its upper body was lying on its back, ready to go, its eyes were fierce, and then its pupils dilated, its limbs tensed, and it suddenly rushed towards him.

In the dream, he didn't have the fierceness of the past at all. Instead, he was afraid and turned around and ran away.

He ran for a long time, and his stomach became hungry again and again. He held his stomach and dared not turn back, and ran forward again. Suddenly, Uncle Zhang's store appeared in front of him.When he was a little dazed, he saw himself, who had just graduated from high school, come out of it with his job bowl in hand.

The younger self was walking with a piece of potato chips in his mouth.

Then he woke up.

When I touched my stomach, it was flat; when I touched my face, I found a tear stain on it.

I cried?

Yang Jian picked up the cold white rice at the head of the bed and ate it with a rice spoon.He felt his heart being pulled silently.He silently asked himself:

what am i crying for

The author has something to say: "Two men in Fuzhou are lingering in the public toilet, the noise is too loud, passers-by think they are fighting and calling the police" is the news a few days ago, if you are interested, you can search it, and it is quite loving orz

☆、Doctor material save me

City S is the leading big city in the country, and the best hospital and No. [-] hospital in City S are naturally very influential in the whole country, especially the Department of Gastroenterology.

Yang Jian had a rest today, so he got up early in the morning to queue up for registration.Although he didn't have enough financial backing to make that mysterious phone call, he could still afford the expert registration fee of more than ten yuan in a big hospital.

The expert is the director of the Gastroenterology Department. His name is Zhou Shushu. He is very popular. The queue for registration is very long. He took pancakes and steamed buns and sat down on the waiting seat outside.

It never occurred to him that at this very moment, there were two events happening around him that would greatly affect his future in half an hour.

[-]. A group of people is marching into the gate of the hospital with banners and wreaths in high spirits;

Second, Liao Ming received a call from his assistant, who told him that a patient refused treatment and escaped, so he hurried to the First Hospital to hunt him down.

The medical troop arrived at the outpatient building first, stormed into the internal medicine outpatient department singing loudly, and surrounded the clinic room next to Director Zhou.

Yang Jian was originally concentrating on eating steamed buns, but at this time his attention was also attracted.

The consulting room next door belonged to the Department of Cardiology, and the doctor in it came out in a hurry, and when he saw someone, he yelled loudly: "I have sent the patient to the hospital, but you yourself refused, and you even signed the agreement at your own risk! "

The other people who came to see the doctor hid far away, and before the security guard appeared, a strong man stepped out of the crowd and began to push and yell at the doctor.The doctor was a little frightened after being pushed, he took a step back and said, "Calm down..."

Before they finished speaking, those people shouted in unison, "Unscrupulous doctors, disregarding human life", several middle-aged women began to throw paper money all over the sky, and an old lady sat down suddenly, her hair was disheveled, and howled to the crowd in a particularly desolate way: " The doctor has cured him!" He slammed his head on the ground while crying.

Yang Jian was terrified when he saw it, and had the urge to step forward to stop the old lady from hitting the ground.After the old lady bumped into it a few times, the strong man in front hugged the doctor's head and threw him to the ground with brute force, and then the other men jumped up and punched him. Kick.

Yang Jian can't sit still now, it's really fatal, he went up to push the group of people away, but he didn't expect to greet him with fists and feet, he blocked it a few times but still couldn't see them lighten , grabbed the right wrist of a big man, turned around and threw him, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.Then when the other person next to him was stunned, he lost his balance and backed up with a knee, then grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand, pushed his right foot forward against the outside of the opponent's right foot, and kicked his right leg with his right foot, That body fell to the ground beautifully and neatly, making a muffled "pop".

At this moment, everyone stopped their movements and looked at him with some fearful expressions.Yang Jian pulled up the doctor who was still lying on the ground. His exposed face, neck and arms were already purple, and he was still panting in pain.Yang Jian silently lifted him out.

Then he turned around and asked gently: "Do you still want to fight?"

"..."

"The hospital is not a place to fight." After he finished speaking briefly, he walked to his seat without looking back.At this time, the security guards came late and invited the doctors who had softened up to go out.

For this farce, I expected to only watch the second half.When he stepped into the outpatient hall, he happened to see Yang Jian rushing forward like a fever, and then he was surrounded and beaten.

He was still shaking his head in his heart at the time, thinking that although this person had guts, he was too reckless.

As a result, the next scene was a gorgeous slap in the face. The young man blocked the fists coming from all directions with his right arm, and then he shot quickly and neatly. Almost didn't clap and shout "bravo".That's when I discovered the firm and soft muscle lines under the thin long-sleeved T-shirt of the man. I can imagine how skinny and fleshy it would be when I take off my clothes...

His body shape is not as muscular as that obtained from taking steroid drugs and gym, but judging from the speed and strength of his legs, he is definitely at a level that can only be achieved after years of training.

Gu Ming thought that his patients could escape so easily, so it seemed necessary to recruit another security guard.

He was making good plans, but Yang Jian had already put down the cool words, turned around and walked to his seat.

As soon as she turned around, she could see his face.

With this look, he even forgot what he was doing in the hospital today.

There are only four words in his mind.It is scrolling and playing in the color gradient in the mind with the number one bold.

I.of.Thai.general.

Yang Jian sat back in his seat and waited intently for the screen to call his number.

The seat next to him sat down a young man with a long face, a high nose bridge, and a slender figure, with a pair of big sunglasses on his face for no reason, and smiled at him showing his clean teeth.

Yang Jian only glanced at him, not interested, so she turned her head and concentrated on looking at the numbers on the screen.

The young man next to him seemed bored and wanted to talk to someone, so he asked, "Do you see gastroenterology?"

Yang Jian nodded: "Yes."

"What's wrong with you?"

If you want to recruit security personnel, it is also very important to confirm your health.Liu Ming thinks he is quite wise, but fortunately he is still wearing sunglasses today, so he can keep looking at others.

Yang Jian actually wanted to protect her little privacy, so she could only reluctantly say, "I'm always hungry."

Lian Ming raised his eyebrows very bluntly: "Aren't normal people hungry?"

Yang Jian looked away, feeling that the other party looked down on him, and didn't want to talk to him: "I'm very hungry."

Liu Ming continued to ask: "How hungry are you?"

Yang Jian pointed to the bag of steamed buns beside her: "I have to eat it all the time."

Lian Ming stretched out his hand directly past him to pick up the little plastic bag left, and sized him up for a moment: "You don't have diabetes, do you?"

Only then did Yang Jian feel that this person seemed to be expressing his concern sincerely, so he barely looked him in the eye: "I've had a test before, and the doctor said no."

"What about hyperthyroidism?"

"Not at all."

Material Ming unfolded the empty bag and checked its capacity visually: "Has the weight changed? How about the large size?"

Yang Jian honestly replied that everything was normal.

Only then did material Ming's expression turn serious: "How long have you been like this?"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment before replying slowly: "It must have started half a year before I left home."

Normally, facing someone who answered questions vaguely like this, Gu Ming would definitely get angry.However, he took a few more glances at the handsome face of the simple young man in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he asked patiently, "Then when did you leave home?"

Yang Jian said with certainty: "The eighth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Which village did you come from?" Liao Ming didn't even know the date of the first day of the new year. He knew the eighth day of the new year. "Hasn't the Gregorian calendar been popularized yet?"

Yang Jian replied sternly: "Xiawei Village. It has already been popularized."

Material Ming refrained from knocking on the other person's head, watching Yang Jian pick up the registration form and walk into the consultation room, so he also followed.

Yang Jian frowned, stopped and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

Li Ming ignored him, took off his sunglasses and greeted the doctor behind the desk: "Uncle Zhou, long time no see."

The doctor saw his face clearly, and also showed a warm smile: "Here comes the little material!"

Yang Jian saw that Liu Ming skillfully pushed a chair and sat next to Dr. Zhou, and felt very baffled:

"...Doctor Zhou? I..."

"Sit down," Dr. Zhou asked him to sit down, and then took his registration slip, "Are you Xiaoliu's friend?"

Yang Jian knew that it was better for him not to deny it at this time, but he was not used to lying, so he could only shake his head: "No."

During the doctor's consultation, Liu Ming just listened by the side, without interrupting a word.After Yang Jian stuttered and finished talking about his hunger history, Doctor Zhou frowned: "Little material, what do you think?"

Material Ming was fiddling with Yang Jian's registration form, and said absent-mindedly, "Check it first if you can."

"Okay," Doctor Zhou nodded, and said to Yang Jian, "From the perspective of modern medicine, your symptoms are probably not a big problem. If you are worried and want to check, you can do ultrasound endoscopy."

Yang Jian asked cautiously, "How much does it cost in total?"

Liu Ming gestured the numbers aside, and Yang Jian's expression immediately became embarrassed: "...I didn't bring that much money today..."

"Yang Jian, right?" Liao Ming stood up, patted his shoulder, and squeezed it, "If you don't mind, come to see a doctor at my place! I won't charge you."

Yang Jian hesitated: "Your place?" He turned his attention to Dr. Zhou for help. Is it really okay to grab business in an open and honest way?

Doctor Zhou echoed with a smile: "There are some problems that modern medicine may not have studied, and there are times when we can't do anything about it. If you want, I recommend you to visit Xiaoliao, maybe it can help you."

Yang Jian looked at Liu Ming suspiciously. The latter had put on his sunglasses again, and he looked like a fool. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think he could be more capable than Dr. Zhou, who was 60 years old: "The name of your hospital is ...?"

"No name," said Liao Ming frankly, "it's not a regular hospital."

Yang Jian looked at him in confusion: "Then, are you a barefoot doctor?"

"how is this possible!"

"Then you are a witch doctor?"

Lian Ming helped his forehead, and nodded in despair: "Yes, I'm a witch doctor." He took Yang Jian's hand and held it with one hand, counting with the other hand, and said casually: "You are a standard hungry man." A dead ghost is reincarnated, a hundred poisons invade at will, and if you follow me, you can barely save your life."

He was already saying that he was completely self-defeating, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Jian's eyes slowly revealed the light of hope.He nodded heavily, pursed his mouth, and clenched his other hand so tightly that Li Ming almost blushed and his heart beat: "Doctor Li," he said firmly and sincerely, "Please, save me!"

The author has something to say: bravo means applause;

In addition, this article is pure nonsense, everyone must firmly believe in modern medicine, refuse to dance to the gods, promise me, promise me like pork shreds promised Jack! [who are you

☆, the best black house

After leaving the hospital, Lian Ming dragged Yang Jian to his car.

Yang Jian was shoved into the co-pilot's seat by him, and he didn't know how to wear a seat belt. The appearance of a rural youth who just entered the city was fully exposed.

He was a little tensed by the seat belt, and he kept looking out while sitting on the seat: "Go to your hospital now?"

Lian Ming started the engine and corrected him, "It's not my hospital, I'm just an ordinary employee." Seeing Yang Jian's confused face, he added, "Help me dance to the master."

Seeing that Yang Jian obviously didn't know the way, Liu Ming continued to circle the circular expressway maliciously, chatting nonsense with him while walking around.After walking around for more than half an hour, he suddenly found that Yang Jian's face was blue with sweat on his forehead, and his fists were clenched together.

He was startled: "what's the matter with you?"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "I'm hungry..." He himself felt very embarrassed, and he didn't even have the confidence to say it.

Gu Ming didn't expect him to feel so uncomfortable when he was hungry, so he immediately turned the car and got off the highway, looking for a small fast food restaurant on the side of the road.Asking Yang Jian what he would like to eat, he could still shyly say, "Do you have sweet and sour pork ribs?"

There is no sweet and sour pork ribs, but there is one with tomato scrambled egg rice.Liu Ming felt that the taste was about the same, so he ordered it for him.

Yang Jian gobbled it up, and swept away the rice with the sauce, and then went to add more rice, eating four or five plates of rice back and forth.

Lian Ming looked at his stomach curiously, it was still flat after eating so much food, he didn't know where it went.After leaving the small shop, he said to Yang Jian seriously: "You have to check it out at our place."

Yang Jian was also very curious, wondering what the witch doctor Tiao Dashen used to check.

Yang Jian had learned how to fasten his seat belt this time. When he turned his head, he saw that the back seat of the car was full of cardboard boxes, and several bulging paper bags were about to fall off, so he reached out to help them.

Unexpectedly, with this touch, the paper bag at the front fell forward.

A black shadow fell out of it and hit the carpet with a muffled sound.

A black pistol - gun.

Yang Jian had never eaten a pistol and had seen a pistol running on TV, so she suddenly turned her head to look at Li Ming who was about to step on the gas pedal beside her, her eyes were a little frightened.Lian Ming also heard the sound, turned his head, and the two of them met each other's eyes.

"..."

Liu Ming thought to himself, this pair of Shizhen are so silent and affectionate.

Various words flashed in the eyes of both of them, but it was a pity that neither of them could interpret it.In the end, Lian Ming took the lead to break the silence, reached out to lift up the lying paper bag, and said calmly, "Model, it's fake."

Yang Jian nodded to accept the answer, and sat upright, waiting for departure.

Lian Ming stepped on the accelerator, wondering who was so stupid to put the gun in his car.

He thought viciously, if he was caught by me, there would be no good fruit to eat.

The car quickly drove into a tunnel. The tunnel was very dark, and there was no sign of driving out for a long time.

Yang Jian was still very vigilant, and quickly became uneasy: "Where is this?"

Liu Ming kept paying attention to the rearview mirror, and said casually, "You don't even know if you tell me."

Yang Jian almost lay on the car window, but it was too dark outside, with no lights, so he couldn't see where it was at all.And Lian Ming manipulated the steering wheel freely as if he could see through the darkness: "It's almost here."

Just when Yang Jian was thinking about how to escape, Lian Ming gradually slowed down.

They're still in the dark tunnel, but they've reached the end.

Yang Jian never thought that the tunnel would have an end, just like a cave, and he could see it clearly. A street lamp in front of him cast a pale light, illuminating a green security door.

Liu Ming told Yang Jian to follow quickly, and he abandoned the car without closing the door, and walked straight to the safety gate.

Seeing that he didn't point the gun at herself with the gun in the back seat, Yang Jian calmed down a little and asked curiously, "Why is there a door here?"

The style of the security door is very old, and it looks like it has been in service for at least 20 years.

Gu Ming ignored him, and stretched out his hand to pull out the metal rod lying horizontally in the middle of the safety door, and then directly opened the door.

Yang Jian was almost stunned: "...Well, this door is not locked?"

Liu Ming couldn't help but grab Yang Jian's hand and lead him in.

There is a short corridor beyond the door, and after walking out, you can see a room that looks like a hospital hall.

Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief, it was normal here, and he explained it as taking a strange safe passage to save trouble for Mingtu.

There was a registration desk in the hall, and an older lady wearing glasses and a white coat was sitting there, and waved when she saw them.

"Yo! Who is this?"

Lian Ming took out a job badge from his pocket and threw it to her: "Oh, what, you're admitted to the hospital."

Yang Jian was taken aback: "Admitted to the hospital?"

The eldest sister was also surprised: "Where did you find the patient? One of your patients escaped and found it?"

It was only then that Gu Ming remembered the fugitive patient he had forgotten in the Mariana Trench, and slapped his head: "Forgot."

Yang Jian felt that this material doctor was not reliable.

"Don't worry about it so much," the eldest sister waved her hand, turned around and brought a pen holder, "Come on, draw today's lottery first."

Yang Jian watched as Liu Ming pulled out a wooden stick, read the words on it carefully, and read happily: "Although you made a little mistake, it can be forgiven. Look, I will go to him tomorrow Not too late."

Yang Jian glanced at the palm-deep pen holder, and was sure that there was only that stick in it.Although he only had a high school diploma, he was regarded as a high-level intellectual in their hometown. He knew that when there was only a wooden stick in the pen holder, he couldn't come up with anything else.

However, many companies have their own culture. The slogan of this hospital is "a little mistake can be forgiven", and their convenience store is "you must sell meatballs when you sell noodles".

Yang Jian didn't study it carefully, and filled in the information according to the elder sister's prompt to register.The information is nothing more than ID number, driver's license number, mobile phone number and other numbers that can be verified and contacted.Yang Jian scratched his head and said, "I'm a criminal without an ID card."

The eldest sister was taken aback: "How did you come here without an ID card? You don't need an ID card to study and work?"

"I went to school in our hometown, and only went to high school." Yang Jian explained, "There are a lot of black households there. I am using a fake ID card, and I didn't check it carefully at the place of work."

"What about your social security and medical insurance?"

"The current job is a temporary part-time job, so..."

"Then when and where were you born?"

Yang Jian reported the location of his hometown: "I was born at home, on the second day of the first month of the lunar calendar, and I belong to the dog."

"Isn't it the year of the goat this year? That's 21 years old... I checked on the Internet which day was the second day of the first lunar month of that year... If you were born at home, then you don't even have a birth certificate. It's really rare to see such a black family..." The eldest sister was almost mad, so she could only mutter in a low voice, "What about the name, has it been the same name since I was a child?"

Material Ming, who was standing on the side, reminded: "All the names that have been used."

"That's all." Yang Jian said, "And my nickname, Liugou."

Material Ming burst out laughing with a "poof": "Why did your parents give you this name?"

Yang Jian had no intention of revealing the fact that she was an orphan, so she avoided the topic and said, "We have nicknames like this. My grandpa originally wanted to call me Shuan Nian, but later he thought it was easy to say. My uncle kept saying that luckily we didn't combine the two together by name."

"Tie the dog?" Liu Ming responded quickly, "Isn't it similar to walking the dog?"

Yang Jian's smiling face immediately collapsed.He said a little unhappy: "Our six dogs in my hometown don't want to walk the dog."

"Okay, Six Dogs." Liao Ming called out affectionately, feeling very proud that he and his new friend got very close all of a sudden.He urged: "Hurry up and fill out the information and check, and I will take you back."

Yang Jian was very surprised: "Didn't you say you will be admitted to the hospital...?"

Lian Ming said indifferently: "Your condition is too mild, you don't need to be hospitalized."

"Why?" On the issue of her illness, Yang Jian was unequivocal and determined to ask to the end, "How is my illness now?"

"I told you just now that you were reincarnated as a starving ghost, and this kind of thing can't be solved in a short while," Liang Ming said casually, "There's nothing you can do if the bed is tight. I'll treat you for free, what can I lie to you?"

When he said this, Yang Jian also felt that she should be grateful: "Then, what should I check?"

Yang Jian was taken into a small room on the side of the hall.

There was only one white recliner in the small room, which looked very soft and comfortable. Liu Ming asked Yang Jian to lie down, and then poured a glass of boiled water over.

"I'll give you an examination later, the main method is hypnosis."

Yang Jian felt that the witch doctor's methods were more primitive and backward than the barefoot doctor in his hometown, so he nodded obediently.

Lian Ming immediately put down a white pill in his palm: "This is a central sedative, after taking it your consciousness will not interfere with hypnosis." Taking out a tool box from the cabinet, Yang Jian looked at his back, silently threw the slightly wet pills into his pocket, then raised his head and drank a big mouthful of water.

an hour later.

Lian Ming put away the pocket watch in his hand, stuffed it back into the tool box, and sighed wearily.

Hypnosis is the first basic examination he conducts after accepting patients, because the symptoms that patients say often deviate from the real situation to varying degrees. For example, how hungry the patient is, he needs to have a dialogue with his subconscious under hypnosis .Hypnosis is not always successful, so the help of drugs is needed.

He never expected that Liu Gou, an honest-looking rural youth who should be easy to hypnotize, was silent like a mute. No matter how he asked questions or induced him, he just closed his eyes as if he was in a deep sleep .

He tried for more than half an hour, and finally surrendered. In the last ten minutes, he just stood aside and looked at Yang Jian's face.

It is difficult to associate Yang Jian's face with nouns such as black household casual workers, but it is smooth and soft, which is eye-catching.

Although the hypnosis failed, Lian Ming's mood was not heavy, nor did he feel frustrated.

Because at that time, he didn't realize how difficult this case would be.

The author has something to say: So far, all the clues related to [The Reversal of the Six Dogs] mentioned in the copy have been given°—°

I really hope that someone can guess the answer... Although I don't plan to hide it for too long, I plan to reveal it around Chapter 10 when they have experienced the first [change]

Believe me, the answer will never disappoint you °—°

☆, Doc, can you do it?

It is expected that Ming will bring Yang Jian home before dark.He didn't look particularly sober, and he was afraid that he wouldn't know if he was hungry, so he found some biscuits for him to eat while sitting in the passenger seat, and then asked him where he lived while driving.Fortunately, although Yang Jian looked hungover, he answered every question, and he found out his work location and shift schedule by the way.

"Six dogs, you're home."

He called him that while he was in a daze, otherwise he would have a grumpy face.

Liu Ming stopped at the downstairs of the rented house where Yang Jian lived, and then watched him staggering into the stairs, until he saw the light in a room on the second floor turned on, and then left in peace.

Yang Jian only had one day off a week, so Liu Ming took him to the hospital for an examination on the day off.Yang Jian rarely had the opportunity to set foot in other parts of the hospital, usually with