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Chapter 601: Idle Meng Wantang

Meng Wantang's walk is not just for leisurely stroll.

She just eats early, and after eating, she walks around the park, takes a walk, and stretches her muscles.

When the uncles and aunts finished their meal and came over, she took everyone's pulse.

The two aunties were still complaining about Meng Wantang when they saw a group of people sitting in front of Meng Wantang.

I don't know what they are doing.

Anyway, everyone who came lined up consciously and listened to Meng Wantang's speech attentively.

The two old ladies came from the countryside. They used to live with their eldest son. They came to the city during the New Year and stayed at their youngest son's house for a few days.

They have no time to rest in the countryside.

Suddenly I came to the city and had no work to do. I always felt like something was missing.

So I went out for a walk.

They walked up to one of the friendly old ladies and asked, "What are you doing?"

One of the old ladies looked at the two of them and said, "Doctor Meng happens to be free these days, so he can check on all of us."

"Doctor Xiao Meng?"

"Yes, don't be fooled by the fact that Doctor Meng looks pretty and young. Her skills are no worse than those of older doctors."

The old lady pointed to her leg and said, "Look at my leg. I had rheumatism before. It hurt a lot when it was cloudy or rainy. When the weather was cold, I couldn't even get off the bed. Who would have thought that Doctor Xiao Meng checked me out before the New Year? I took two doses of herbal medicine and applied plasters every day. Now it doesn't hurt anymore."

The two little old ladies from the country didn't believe it at all.

"You must have been deceived. It's not that magical."

The old lady who was chatting with them enthusiastically suddenly frowned: "If you two don't believe me, why are you asking me? Hurry up and go as far as you can."

The three of them made quite a lot of noise, and everyone else looked over.

After seeing this, the two old ladies shook their heads and said, "My dear sister, you misunderstood. I don't believe it. I just have a bad mouth and I subconsciously questioned it."

"If you two want to see a doctor, go queue up at the back. If you are not sick and don't want to see a doctor, go somewhere else and don't gather here." It's unclear whether the old lady believed them or not, but she didn't give them a good look anyway.

Just then, a man holding a child ran over from a distance.

"Give way, give way."

The man ran and shouted, "Doctor Xiao Meng, come and see my son, his arm is dislocated."

The child's crying was deafening.

That vertical arm is not to be touched at all.

The child's mother was chasing after him, her face wet with tears.

The other old men and women had heard it long ago and hurriedly made way.

Meng Wantang stood up quickly and asked the child's father, "What's going on?"

The child's father immediately explained: "The child was just playing, and his aunt took his hand and spun him around."

"Children's bodies haven't grown well yet, so it's easy for them to dislocate their arms if they're not careful. It'll be troublesome if dislocation becomes a habit." Meng Wantang said, smiling gently at the child, "Little boy, how old are you this year?"

The child was crying breathlessly. After listening to Meng Wantang's words, he paused and burped.

"Do you like sweets? If you like sweets, auntie will get you a piece of rock candy later, okay? Your throat will be damaged if you cry like this. Eating a piece of rock candy will be good for your throat." Meng Wantang deliberately attracted the child's attention.

As soon as the child heard that he was going to have candy, he stopped crying immediately.

Meng Wantang asked the child with a smile: "Does your arm hurt?"

The child choked with sobs at the thought.

"Is it so painful that you can't move or lift your body at all?"

The child continued to nod.

Meng Wantang smiled and said, "It's okay, Auntie will help you take a look."

The child had doubts in his eyes and frowned, and didn't want Meng Wantang to touch his arm.

Meng Wantang suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey, what is that?"

Everyone looked in the direction Meng Wantang was pointing, but Meng Wantang took advantage of the child's attention being drawn there and held his arm down and easily reconnected it.

"Come on, raise your hand and see if you can move it? Does it still hurt?" Meng Wantang's words made everyone look at him in shock.

Everyone looked at the child.

The child raised his arm tentatively and found that the pain in his arm was really gone.

Meng Wantang smiled and said to the child's father, "Okay, the child's arm is healed now. Hurry up and take the child over. Try not to pull the child's arm in the future to avoid dislocating it again."

"Thank you, Dr. Meng, thank you so much." The child's mother almost knelt down to Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang stopped him and said, "I'm a doctor. Doctors treat people. There's no need for this."

"How much is it? Let me give you the money." The child's mother said as she reached into her pocket and took out five dollars.

Meng Wantang refused: "I don't charge for treating everyone here. We are all neighbors, so there is no need. I am a doctor and don't have to go to the hospital to work. I will take advantage of the time these few days to check on everyone. I hope to help everyone solve some problems. I don't mean anything else."

"If you really want to thank Dr. Xiao Meng, just buy some food and send it to him."

The person who spoke was the old lady who defended Meng Wantang.

The child's parents held their child and bowed deeply to Meng Wantang.

"Dr. Xiao Meng, thank you so much."

"no, I'm fine."

Meng Wantang had obviously seen too many scenes like this, but every time something like this happened, she still felt uncomfortable.

She sat back in her chair and said to the old men and women, "Whose turn is it now? Sit down quickly. I will be back soon. It is so cold and I don't want to stay outside for so long."

"How about you, Doctor Meng, don't come out?"

Meng Wantang shook his head and said, "I feel like something is missing if I don't see patients today. The weather is pretty cold, and it's going to be really uncomfortable for everyone to line up here when the north wind blows. How about you guys come to our house? There are a few rooms in front of our house. I'll go back and clean up, and everyone can go straight over after their walk. It'll be warm inside this way."

"Sure, I think it's great. We're just taking a walk anyway, so it can be considered a walk from our home to yours."

"I have no objection, but wouldn't it be inconvenient for so many of us to go to your house?"