The small park is opposite the Health Administration Bureau, across a road.

There is a farmer's market not far away. Many old men and women will rest and chat in the small park after buying vegetables at the market.

On a bench for people to rest in the park, two old ladies were sitting and chatting. There was a vegetable basket beside them, full of leeks, radishes, and cabbages.

One of the old ladies moved her wrist and said, "Sister Chang, look at my hands. After being acupuncture by the little miracle doctor Xiu Wen, my hands have never shaken again. I am really a capable person!"

The old lady whom she called Sister Chang said with deep approval: "Yes! We are lucky. We met Yang Xiuwen, a little medical fairy. The cold legs that had been cold for many years were cured with just a few injections. Since then, the yin has been cured."

When it rains, I never feel pain again.

At that level, if those experts and famous doctors saw it, they would be ashamed to death. They have no ability, but their spectrum is quite big, bah!"

"Hello, grandma! I just heard you talking about Yang Xiuwen. This guy has such skills! He didn't miss a word in front of me, and he even hid it from me!"

A voice came from the side, startling the two old ladies.

Turning around, they saw a young man standing behind them. The old lady surnamed Chang asked doubtfully, "Young man, you know Yang Xiuwen, please don't fool us."

This young man was Lai Yingjun. When he passed by, he happened to hear the two old men talking about Yang Xiuwen, and seemed to treat them.

Think about it, you dare to practice medicine illegally. This is a crime, and you will be jailed if you are serious.

Boy, it seems that God is helping me. If you offend me, there will be no good end!

No, I have to talk to the two old guys and try to trick them. If they are talking about their enemies, that would be great.

Talking to his father can be regarded as helping his father by getting rid of an illegal medical practice and adding to his political achievements.

Feng Min, don't you like him? When the time comes, you have to come and ask me for help. By then, hehe...

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the more beautiful I thought about it, and I actually started to giggle.

The two old ladies looked at each other without replying. Lai Yingjun, who kept giggling, shouted, "Hey, kid, I want to ask you a question? Why are you giggling? You are not sick!"

Lai Yingjun was woken up from his lustful thoughts. When he heard the old lady talking about him, he was about to fall out when he suddenly remembered the cliché.

With a sunny smile on her face, she said, "Grandma, how dare I deceive you? Is the Yang Xiuwen you are talking about from the Department of Archeology of Chukyo University? He went to Nanyun for the scientific examination some time ago and only came back recently."

Another old lady said: "Sister Chang, he is right, that's what Mrs. Gu told me!"

The old lady surnamed Chang heard this and said to Lai Yingjun: "Young man, it seems that you know him. Are you friends?"

Lai Yingjun almost jumped up with joy and said even more enthusiastically, "Two grandma, we not only know each other, we are brothers. We went to Nanyun Science Examination some time ago and we went together.

This kid has such ability and he even hides it from me, just to see if I can spare him when I go back.

Grandma, tell me how he treated you, he is really that awesome!"

Human life goes through several stages, and these stages are almost the same.

When I was young, I liked to show off to my parents and teachers that I scored 100% on exams. When I was young, I liked to tell others how good I was. As an adult, I like to let others know how successful I am.

When they grow old, they like to brag about how great and filial their children and grandchildren are.

In their eyes, Yang Xiuwen was more proud than his own children and grandchildren.

Now someone has taken the initiative to ask, it is not a coincidence that a person listening to a book meets a storyteller, or crossing a river and meeting a ferryman.

So the two old ladies said something to each other, adding fuel to the fire and revealing everything about Yang Xiuwen's medical treatment.

They forgot Yang Xiuwen's instructions during the consultation, and what consequences it would bring to Yang Xiuwen if someone took advantage of it.

In short, they said they were happy and Lai Yingjun was satisfied.

Next, Yang Xiuwen's trouble came.

On this day, Yang Xiuwen was listening to Xu Changjie explain the origin of the Luocheng shovel in the classroom of the Department of Archeology.

There is a thirty centimeter long iron tool placed on the podium, with a semicircular end and a very sharp polished end. One end is barrel-shaped and can be connected to a wooden, bamboo, or even iron handle.

Several wooden roots more than one meter long were leaning against the side of the podium.

Xu Changjie picked up the iron piece and said, "This is the Luocheng shovel. Its inventor was a clever tomb robber.

I can only sigh that the wisdom of tomb robbers is great and infinite. They have fully proved the old saying "If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools." Haha!

It was first used for tomb robbing and later became an archaeological tool.

In the early 1970s, when a Chinese archaeological delegation visited a certain country, they gave a beautiful Luo shovel as a gift.

In the early days of the old China, archaeologists saw with their own eyes the tomb robbers using the Luo shovel to explore tombs, and discovered its magical use.

Later, this shovel was used in the archaeological excavations of the Yin Ruins in Anyang and the Yanshi Shopping City site in Luocheng, and made great contributions.

Nowadays, it is a basic skill for every archaeologist to master the use of a Luocheng shovel to judge the depth and orientation of a tomb site through different soil textures and layers..."

Xu Changjie's lectures are not rigid and rigid, but rather humorous.

The students burst into laughter from time to time, and the learning atmosphere was very high.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and several men in uniforms walked in.

Xu Changjie stopped teaching and asked: "Who are you? What's the matter with you? Don't you know we are in class? Get out!"

The leader was a middle-aged man. He glanced at Xu Changjie and said, "Professor Xu, we are from the Haidian District Health Management Inspection Section. We received reports from the masses that one of your students has illegally practiced medicine.

On the order of the bureau leader, I came to him to find out some information and had no choice but to interrupt your teaching.

I'm sorry about this, but don't worry, we'll leave soon and won't delay you long."

Then he looked at the students in the Department of Archeology and asked, "Which one of you is Yang Xiuwen?"

After several people entered the classroom, Yang Xiuwen still understood that they were here for him.

The trouble I had been vaguely aware of in the past few days turned out to be this.

He did not doubt that it was the old men and women who had treated him who reported it. There was only one possibility: they were being taken advantage of.
Chapter completed!