Chapter 3 The Mysterious Middle-Aged Man!

Fang Qiu put his schoolbag back in the dormitory, and went straight to the cafeteria to eat.

At this time, an article titled "Students Angrily Blame the Tycoons, Bodyguards Obediently Lose Money and Apologize!" ! ! 》Posts quietly appeared on campus forums,

There are pictures and the truth in the post, and it describes in detail how a student fearlessly shouted at Daben, his father and son and bodyguards, and how he blocked the other party's way when the other party ignored them. Back off and apologize and give money.

The accompanying pictures record in detail the various situations of the tense situation just now.

But because of the rain, the photos were not very clear, so everyone could only see Fang Qiu's blurred appearance, and couldn't see his real face at all.

Otherwise, Fang Qiu would not even think about going out in the future.

But it was this post that instantly detonated the entire campus forum.

Numerous message replies.

"Great! I didn't expect Dajiang TCM to have such amazing students! Strong support!"

"This great god has done what I thought in my heart but didn't dare to do. It's amazing! Admire! Admire!"

"Idol! Definitely my idol! Clear photos please! Real information!"

"Agreed!"

"Seek the psychological area of ​​the wealthy father and son and bodyguards!"

There are also those who ask whether it is true or not, and it is completely unbelievable that there are such honest and righteous students in today's society.

"Really or not? This can't be made up, can it?"

"I also think there is a lot of deductive elements. How can such students survive in this society?"

But these people who couldn't do it themselves but suspected that others couldn't do it were quickly slapped in the face.

"It doesn't mean that if you dare not do it, it means that others dare not do it! I am one of the students who got sprayed with muddy water. Here are my clothes, and this is the five hundred dollars!"

After finishing talking, I posted two pictures, one chapter is a clothes covered in mud, and the other is five hundred yuan with some muddy water on my hands.

"I'm one of them too!"

"me too!"

More parties posted pictures one after another, and the voice of doubt was eliminated in an instant before it gained momentum.

There are pictures, witnesses, and the most important thing is money. Everyone believed this.

The forum continues to be hot.

More and more people are asking for Fang Qiu's information.

Everyone is very interested in the appearance of such a person with a sense of justice in the school.

And these things have nothing to do with Fang Qiu.

He took a short break after lunch, and then gnawed at the books borrowed from the library in the dormitory.

"Youngest, why do I feel that the school forum angrily scolded Daben Tuhao so much like you?"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Sun Hao, the third child in the dormitory who just got out of bed after lunch break, pointed to the picture on the forum on the computer screen and asked Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu just smiled and continued reading without answering.

There are a total of four people in the dormitory, sorted by age, the eldest, the third, the fourth and the fifth. As for the second child, because it is easy to have bad associations, it is directly ignored.

Fang Qiu is the fifth and youngest.

Sun Hao muttered, "The more I look at you, the more I look like you" before continuing to browse the forum.

The old four-week-old Xiaotian was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone, suddenly turned over, poked his head out and stared at Fang Qiu and asked, "Youngest, I heard that you will perform a hand flute tomorrow night, okay, you can hide it deep enough, come and listen to it for fifty cents!" !"

"That's right! You've hidden it deep enough, hurry up and perform a song, let the old men listen to it!"

Sun Hao stopped looking at the computer, and turned his head to stare at Fang Qiu with malicious intent.

Zhu Benzheng, the boss who was reading on the desk behind Fang Qiu, was even more straightforward, turning his chair around and looking at Fang Qiu quietly, as if rushing to blow.

"You guys, okay, we agreed to play only one paragraph!"

Seeing this, Fang Qiu put the book down helplessly, and then said with a look that deserved a beating, "Today, I will let you all listen to what is the sound of nature!"

"Cut~"

Three people despise at the same time.

Fang Qiu briefly brewed his emotions, then cupped his hands and began to play.

Five minutes later, the expressions of the three of them all turned into drunken ones.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu knew that the dormitory would not be able to stay for the time being.

I packed all the books I borrowed from the library into my bag and went out to the library.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the door slamming awakened the three of them from their intoxicated state.

The three of them stared and stared at each other, and all looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a long time, the youngest, Sun Hao, asked cautiously: "Tell me, how many love letters can the youngest kid receive after tomorrow night? Can it fill the entire dormitory?"

The boss Zhu Benzheng and the old Zhou Zhouxiaotian thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded at the same time and said, "It's probably more than that."

"My god, why did such a monster appear in our dormitory? This is not the youngest, this is the old monster!"

Sun Hao looked devastated, clutched his chest and said, "How can we find girlfriends in the future? Look at the youngest man's face, and look at his skill at flirting with girls. We've all become the ones in the sun." The shadow is gone, let's go with the old demon, and the female students won't be able to see us at all!"

"No, you absolutely can't leave with the youngest after tomorrow night."

Sun Hao said very seriously.

These words made Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian nod together.

Sun Hao felt that this was not safe, and added: "This is not enough, I have to let the youngest teach, if I can't learn at his level, if I learn 30%, I won't be able to pass through a hundred flowers!"

Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian nodded in unison again, their eyes sparkling.

While the three of them were plotting, Fang Qiu was walking in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like silk and cotton.

Walking in it is indescribably comfortable.

Walk slowly all the way.

Soon, when he came to the borrowing office of the library, Fang Qiu handed the book and the library card to the middle-aged librarian at the door.

The middle-aged man obviously still remembered Fang Qiu.

People who have borrowed so many ancient books not long after the start of school don't want people not to remember them.

Seeing that Fang Qiu had returned all the books he borrowed this morning, the middle-aged man smiled and asked, "It's too difficult, so you returned it if you didn't want to read it?"

"No."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "It's all over."

"Have you finished watching?"

The middle-aged man paused for arranging the books, looked at Fang Qiu in surprise, and then burst out laughing, "Little guy, it's not good to lie."

Fang Qiu smiled, noncommittal.

The middle-aged man randomly took out one of the books, stroked the cover of the book for a while, and suddenly asked: "The seventh section of the vest has a point on both sides. Death, why not?"

Hearing this, Fang Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked up and down the middle-aged man, but he replied in his mouth: "First use the modified decoction, add Eucommia 1 qian, bone drynaria 1 qian, and then take three or four doses of Duoming Dan."

As he spoke, he ignored the "Positive Body Lei Yao" in the middle-aged man's hand, but took out the "Traumatology Prescription" from the pile of ancient books, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

When the middle-aged man saw the book Fang Qiu pulled out, his eyes lit up again.

Sit up straight and get excited.

The questions he asked were not "Orthodox Classification Essentials" at all, but the words in "Prescriptions of Traumatology", and he deliberately picked up the wrong book.

And he didn't expect that the kid in front of him didn't answer, but he didn't expect that the kid actually answered, and even pulled out the book with this sentence accurately.

interesting!

It was the first time for a middle-aged man to take the school exam. After staying in this library for so many years, it was also the first time he met such an interesting student.

"Most men, the qi turns from the left. Those who hurt the upper part are easy to treat, while those who hurt the lower part are difficult to treat. Because of their yang qi, they also rise. Women?"

Fang Qiu took out the book "The Great Accomplishment of Traumatology" calmly, and replied: "Women's blood turns from the right, those who hurt the lower part are easy to treat, and those who hurt the upper part are difficult to treat, because of the descending Yin blood."

"Why?"

asked the middle-aged man.

"First make the soup with amomum seed, and take it with Jili powder, then enter the Shunqi Huoxue soup, add sugar and flower wine, and take five Heshang Wan."

Fang Qiu replied.

"Anyone with head injury or brain out is difficult to heal; anyone with blue bones is also difficult to heal. If the bones and flesh are broken elsewhere, what's the solution?"

"Shufeng Liqi Decoction is to be taken orally for five or six doses. After the wound is healed, Blood-Blood Shunqi Decoction is given. If there is tetanus, trismus, opisthotonus, take Flying Dragon Killing Decoction urgently. cast it."

Fang Qiu pulled out the "Secret Recipe for Diet Beating".

"The horizontal bone on the heart, also known as the herringbone bone, from bottom to top, if the wounded in the first section dies in one year, the wounded in the second section dies in two years, and the wounded in the third section dies in three years. This point should be in the lung , the injury will vomit blood and cough. Any serious injury on the chest and back will cause phlegm fire and fatigue for a long time. The left breast injury will cause coughing.

"Lidong pills and Sanhuang Baowa pills can be used as appropriate, and then take the medicine for regulating the lungs to receive the power!"

Fang Qiu pulled out the book "Supplements to Traumatology".

"Haha not bad!"

The middle-aged man smiled happily, he just asked four questions in a row, and the little guy in front of him not only answered fluently but also accurately pulled out four medical books.

Especially the first one where he deliberately asked wrongly, and the other party could find the correct book.

What is it showing?

This shows that the other party knows the contents of all the books by heart!

This student is interesting!

"May I ask who you are?"

Fang Qiu asked respectfully.

He never believed that the middle-aged man in front of him was just a simple librarian.

Being able to say the words in each book and judging whether it is correct based on his answer is enough to show that the person in front of him is by no means an ordinary person.

His powerful memory was obtained through practice, but he didn't notice any cultivation in this person.

Since he didn't practice it and has such a heaven-defying memory, who is this person?

"It's just an administrator who doesn't make a living. He just has a better brain."

The middle-aged man smiled and said simply.

Fang Qiu obviously didn't believe it, seeing that the middle-aged man didn't want to say more, he stopped asking, but from what he saw today, he knew that the middle-aged man was not an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man also knows that he is not an ordinary person.

Since two people with secrets can not surprise each other, it proves that the other party has secrets.

Returning the library card to Fang Qiu, the middle-aged man looked at the stack of ancient books, thought for a while and said, "The third bookshelf in the orthopedic department, the bottom one on the south side, has the eighty-second book from the east. Book, "The Essentials of Traumatology."

Yep?

Fang Qiu looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, not knowing why.

"If you want to read ancient books about orthopedics, I suggest you read this book."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he ignored Fang Qiu and went about his own business.

Fang Qiu took a deep look at the middle-aged man, pondered for a moment, and went straight into the library.

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Qiu's back with anticipation.

"Eighty...eighty-one...eighty-two!"

According to the position the middle-aged man said, Fang Qiu actually found the book "The Essentials of Traumatology".

He picked up the book, which seemed to have been read by no one for many years, and felt even more puzzled.

Who is this middle-aged man?

Is it really an ordinary administrator?

It should be only possible for those who are familiar with the library to be able to tell exactly where a book is.

And more management simply cannot do this.

With doubts, Fang Qiu flipped through the book and took a general look. Didn't find anything strange?

Similar to other orthopedic ancient books.

If that's all, middle-aged people shouldn't recommend this book.

Turn it over again.

Suddenly a page fell out of it.

Fang Qiu shot instantly, and his right hand caught the page like lightning.

At the same time, I was a little nervous.

Could it be that you broke it yourself? This is an ancient book, and it may even be a lonely copy. If you break it, you can't afford it with the little money in your pocket!

After a closer look, it turned out to be a blank page.

And there are no signs of tearing.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that it is independent in itself, and it was caught in the book, and it may have fallen out because he flipped through the book.

Just as he was about to put it back, when his finger touched the middle of the page, he was stunned as if he had been electrocuted.

Fang Qiu looked at the blank page in his hand in shock.