C16 Gastroenteritis

Since Lin Xiaoxiao was driven out of the car, the two of them had been walking for more than half an hour. As the saying goes, if you can see the mountain and kill a horse, at the beginning, Xu Zhe didn't believe it. But this time, Xu Zhe finally understood the true meaning of those words. The prosperous metropolis was right in front of his eyes, yet after walking for half an hour, he could not see the outline of the city clearly.

When he got out of the car, the temperature was still acceptable, but after a while, the sun showed its power.

The temperature had reached 33 degrees Celsius in a very short period of time. Lin Chun and Xu Zhe had been killed, and sweat was pouring down their bodies like rain.

"Senior apprentice-brother, how much longer do we have to walk?" Xu Zhe said in a hoarse voice. It was so hot that smoke was coming out of his throat.

"Soon, soon. We'll be around the corner soon." Lin Chun said as he wiped the sweat off his face.

Xu Zhe looked suspiciously at Lin Chun. He said the same thing half an hour ago, but half an hour later, they were still walking alone on the deserted road.

"Don't look at me with that kind of expression. Don't tell me you don't believe what senior said?" Lin Chun shamelessly said.

"Hur hur." Xu Zhe looked at Lin Chun with disdain.

"…"

After another hour, the two-man team, tired as they were, finally arrived at the end of Seaside Road.

From the time they left the house at eight o'clock till now, it was already a little more than ten. Seaside Road had also entered its most lively phase, with all sorts of hawking noises continuously coming from it.

Along the way, from time to time, one could hear people greeting Lin Chun.

Lin's clinic had also been operating on this street for several years. From time to time, Lin would give a diagnosis to help treat the patients in the neighborhood for free. After going back and forth, he had gotten familiar with the neighborhood, and people often bragged to them.

"Junior brother, from today onwards, with you as the doctor, this mighty tiger of mine will be like a tiger that has added wings to its wings." Looking at the clinic sign, Lin Chun appeared to be full of confidence.

Xu Zhe muttered to himself, "With your body size, you can't be a powerful tiger. At most, you're just a fat tiger."

Just as they were making fun of each other and talking excitedly, two people hurriedly walked in from outside the clinic. One of them was supported by his companions, and from time to time, he would let out pained cries.

"Spring, spring, show it to my father. "My stomach hurts like crazy." A young man around the age of 28 or 29 rushed into the clinic with the patient supported by his hands, talking as he walked.

Lin Chun hurried forward to help the young man carry the patient to the bed and urgently asked, "What's going on? Tell me quickly."

"I don't know what's going on either. My dad suddenly had a stomachache." The young man said anxiously.

"Have you eaten anything?"

"I ate some dumplings this morning, but I'm fine even if I eat it!"

Since the food poisoning was not caused by eating anything, Lin Chun's heart calmed down.

"Is there a gastrointestinal history?" he asked.

"No. My dad has always been in good health and has no history of gastroenteropathy. " The young man quickly replied.

"Right."

Upon hearing the answer, Lin Chun responded. Then, he used his stethoscope to place it on Old Uncle Li's stomach, and began to listen attentively.

"Gulp." The sound of a bellyful of growling came from the stethoscope to Lin Chun's ears.

Suddenly, he felt relieved and said to the old man, "Uncle Li, do you feel as if a knife is twisting inside your stomach?"

"Yes ~" the old man nodded with difficulty.

"Uncle Li, don't worry. This is just an inflammation of the small intestine. Just take some anti-inflammatory medicine." He spoke words of comfort to the old man, soothing his nerves.

Then Lin turned around and walked into the pharmacy to prepare an anti-inflammatory and analgesic stomach medicine for the old man.