Chapter 383 Pulse

   Ranger is a general term, and there are various specific divisions of labor under it, such as watchmen, rangers, and tower watchers.

The station where Xu Guangling is staying at the moment is very simple. There are only two members in total, and their division of labor is on duty and patrolling the mountain. They have no other responsibilities. The young Lao Tan and the old Lao Lin take turns on duty and patrolling. Mountain.

  The king asked me to visit the mountain. There is a song that is sung like this. It is very light and playful.

   But the real mountain patrol work has nothing to do with briskness or playfulness at all, but rather tedious, tedious, and monotonous.

  Xu Guangling stayed in at night. Early the next morning, Lao Tan went out to patrol the mountains, and then he would not be able to return until the evening. Only Xu Guangling and Lao Lin were left in the small station.

  Lao Lin is preparing breakfast for two.

  The soaked dried mushrooms were tumbling in hot water, then served with shepherd's purse, sprinkled with MSG and salt, oh, and oil, and then served with dry and hard flour pancakes, this is the breakfast for the two of them.

   "Xiao Xu, how is it, can you eat it?" Old Lin said.

   He called Xu Guangling Mr. Xu cautiously at first, and he didn't know if Lao Tan told him something or some other reason. How could Xu Guangling let him call him that if they lived together in the future? So after persuading him a few times, he insisted on letting him call Xiao Xu.

   Xu Guangling would not tell him that he had also worked as a forest ranger.

   Only a ghost would believe what he said, so he just smiled and said, "Lao Lin, guess what I'm doing?"

   Yes, when Xu Guangling asked Lao Lin to call him Xiao Xu, he also changed his name to this Uncle Lin as Lao Lin. At least Lao Lin seemed very happy with this name.

   "Xiao Tan said that you are a doctor." Lao Lindao then added emphatically, "A genius doctor!"

"Yes, I'm a doctor, no, I'm going to Fang Langzhong, the kind that needs to go into the mountains to dig herbs." Xu Guangling didn't know if this introduction was self-deprecating, "We dig herbs, sometimes we go into the mountains, and we just stay there. Several days, often ten days and a half months are common, and most of them eat their own dry food, Guokui flatbread or fried noodles."

   "So, what we eat often is not as good as the meal we have now."

   Xu Guangling's words are not nonsense.

   It's just that he brought over the teacher's experience, "we dig herbs", and he did have such an experience before.

   As for whether this is the case now, I don’t know.

   Of course, even if there is, it must be a mountainous area. Doctors in cities, or ordinary rural villages and towns, even if they want to experience this kind of life, they can't experience it.

   Mr. Zhang told Xu Guangling about his past experiences. When he talked about this period, he was very nostalgic. He was definitely not remembering the pancake noodles, but the days of collecting and knowing medicines.

   Xu Guangling was actually quite fascinated when he heard it, and then he took it out and put it on the crown and put it on his head.

   The experience of the disciple impersonating the teacher, well, there is nothing wrong with it.

   However, Lao Lin is not very convinced.

   It’s not that Xu Guangling’s words are unconvincing, but that his people are unconvincing. ——It’s hard to say exactly how, in short, what he looks like now is very inconsistent with what he describes in Lao Lin’s opinion.

   In a certain word, it is a violation, a very violation!

   Xu Guangling has a vision.

   But the supernatural powers are not activated, and his naked eyes are absolutely unstoppable now. If he measures his vision, it is estimated that only a birdman can compare with him.

   Now I don't look far away, but just observe the expressions of the people across from a small table. Of course, it's impossible to miss anything, "Lao Lin, don't you believe it?"

  Lao Lin is also very individual, twitching the corners of his mouth.

   was about to say "hehe".

  I don't know why, I only met last night, but now, Lao Lin found out that he was already a little familiar with this mysterious young man.

  Otherwise, with his temperament, at this time, even if it is polite, he will definitely say "how can it be" or something.

   and definitely not now "proudly expressing his distrust."

   "Lao Lin, stretch out your hand." Xu Guangling said.

   "What are you doing!" Lao Lin shouted, but he still stretched out his hand and placed it on the table between the two of them.

"I'll give you a pulse." Xu Guangling laughed, "We live under the same roof, let me see if you have any physical problems, and if so, I'll treat you for free. Don't worry, I will never charge you a single thread."

  Lao Lin didn't appreciate it, "I'm not sick!"

   "It's not up to you to decide whether you're sick or not. Are you a doctor or I'm a doctor?" Xu Guangling hummed, and then grabbed Lao Lin's wrist a little bit forcefully, "Don't talk, calm down, I'll take my pulse."

   Lao Lin was not calm, he held his breath a little, and then took a big breath, thinking that this would make the "magic doctor" suffocate.

  Take the pulse, you can take it if you want?

   I have to cooperate with Lao Lin!

   But his performance was for the blind.

   Mr. Zhang taught Xu Guangling a lot of things, including diseases, health preservation, acupuncture, and herbs, but he didn't talk about pulse. Xu Guangling is not a curious baby, and he never asks about things that the old man doesn't talk about.

  The old man didn't tell him the medical books he read, and he never read it.

   In the study of medical ethics, all follow the arrangement of the elderly.

  Respect him as a teacher, then trust him to the end.

It's that simple.

   At this time, why do you need to take the pulse? Of course it's about having fun, um, just having fun.

   By the way, I also teased Lao Lin, Xu Guangling found that this little old man is quite interesting, and it should be very relaxed and happy to get along with in the future.

   "Lao Lin, you have a heart attack!" Xu Guangling said after holding it for over a minute.

  This speech is very similar to the kind of lobbyist in ancient legends. When he comes to persuade, the first sentence is often directly: "You have a big disaster!" "Don't you know that you are in danger?"

   Lao Lin really has no heart disease.

   So he looked at Xu Guangling with a "you're teasing me" look.

   At the same time, in his eyes, he did not hide his contempt for his own people, um, very close contempt, that is, I don't trust you in terms of ability, but in terms of our relationship, we are our own people, and I don't laugh at you.

   "Lao Lin, I guess when you are patrolling the mountains, sometimes your head will be a little dizzy at noon. It's not very serious, or it's a little bit dizzy, like drinking too much alcohol."

   "In the next evening, sometimes the waist may also hurt a little, but it's not too serious, just walk a little more."

   "Lao Lin, your legs and joints are fine, but your elbows have arthritis. When the weather changes, you get numbness, itching, and sometimes soreness. It's very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable."

  …

  Xu Guangling said more than a dozen points in a row, so that Lao Lin was wrong from head to toe.

  Finally, his concluding remarks were:

   "Lao Lin, how is it, am I right?"

   Lao Lin has already kneeled.

   can't help but kneel, it's really not bad at all! And this can't be revealed by Xiao Tan, because most Xiao Tan didn't know what I just said.

   This is nothing.

  The really terrible thing is that there are several things. After Xiao Xu said it, Lao Lin thought about it and realized, "Oh, there is indeed such a thing!"

   "Can I still be saved?" Lao Lin asked Xu Guangling with a bitter face.

  It was fine, but what Xiao Xu said now is incredible, Lao Lin feels that he is about to die tomorrow!

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