Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

Before setting off, they asked the church boy to get the hoods - they often wore the iconic attire when traveling as believers.

It is said that the old believers used to wear masks, but because their appearance looked too similar to that of criminals, they removed the masks.

Everyone put on their hoods and walked out of the church in a line toward the home of the sick believer.

A quarter of an hour later, we arrived at an old house west of Stone Tower. The courtyard was surrounded by a low fence, entwined with dense pea vines. Several beds of cabbage, turnips, and onions were planted in the yard. A white-haired woman squatted by the vegetable patch, weeding. Chickens wandered in the damp mud, pecking at earthworms and small insects. Chicken droppings were scattered all over the ground.

Through the open front door of the house, one could see a bed by the window. A sick man was groaning intermittently, shouting, "I don't feel well... I feel very uncomfortable..."

The old woman in the yard ignored her husband and concentrated on tending the vegetable garden until she heard the visitors calling her, then she quickly moved to greet them.

The old woman was pleasantly surprised and saddened by the church members' visit. She repeatedly declined but finally accepted the donation.

"Thank you so much, Old Qiao Lun, I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

"Everything Mr. Qiao Lun has done for Shita Town is far more profound than our intentions." The mayor held the old woman's muddy hand.

"You, you go and see him."

"what did the doctor say?"

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Everyone sighed together, filed into the house, and said some comforting words to the old teacher.

When Qiao Lun saw his fellow church members, a smile appeared on his sweaty face. He spoke in a hazy voice, "It's okay. I already know. The doctor said...it's nothing serious."

"Don't say that. You will definitely get better. The children are waiting for you to come back healthy."

"You should discipline the children well and be patient, and they will be obedient and study hard in the future..." Qiao Lun advised his two colleagues.

A heavy and indescribable atmosphere enveloped the place, making people feel like they had a lump in their throat.

Lin Bo stood beside the bed and observed Qiao Lun's face, recalling the situation before Old Tim's death. The only difference was that he was powerless against the disease at that time, but the situation was different now.

"Please allow me to diagnose Mr. Qiao Lun."

Chapter 26 An Old Proverb

The believers gathered around the bed, and the old teacher Qiao Lun spoke to everyone in an open-minded tone, as if he was explaining his final affairs. The more he did this, the sadder people became.

The atmosphere was sad, and at this time Lin Bo suddenly offered to treat him, and everyone was stunned.

The lighthouse keeper looked around at everyone, and the believers were all staring at his expression.

Lin Bo did not show the panic of a liar or the impatience of a young man eager to prove himself. Because of this, even though no one was shocked by his words, no one scolded him.

Stone Tower Town was in dire need of doctors. Many years ago, there was an elderly herbalist here who knew a little bit of family medicine, could brew herbal decoctions, and could treat simple injuries. After his death, the town was left with no real healers.

The herbalist worked hard to raise his son. Now his son has graduated from medical school and stays in a big city to work, rarely returning to his hometown.

Now, if townspeople want to seek medical treatment, they have to walk several kilometers to the tram station, then take a bus to the city to find a clinic or hospital. If the patient is not able to move around easily, the family has to pay extra to invite the doctor to the town.

Qiao Lun's wife went to consult a cheap clinic doctor. The doctor gave a vague explanation after the diagnosis. He first said that the symptoms were rare, then said that she needed to rest. In the end, he just prescribed some painkillers and left without paying.

In the eyes of the Qiao Lun couple, this is actually equivalent to a death sentence.

"Night watchman, do you really know how to heal illnesses? Did you treat old Tim when he died?" The mayor asked in a gentle tone.

Lin Bo stared at the other person and said seriously, "You all know that I was in a shipwreck, and the accident took away my memory of the past. During the time that Old Tim took care of me, I could not remember my past.

"Until last week, perhaps with the old man's blessing, I gradually recalled some things.

"Back home, I once studied medicine with a shrine maiden. I can taste the effects of medicines with my tongue and sense ailments within the human body through touch. I know how to treat many injuries and ailments. If there are no other doctors here, let me try."

His words once again filled the church with wonder, like the sudden dissipation of the thick fog this morning. The idea that the elder's protection could allow someone with amnesia to recover their past was simply too magical.

The mayor's tone warmed. "So you were a doctor?"

"Even now."

Everyone was skeptical but also a little excited, as Shita Town really needed a real doctor.

The mayor looked at the Qiao Lun couple and said, "Why not let him try?"

The old woman looked at the night watchman's face for a long time. Her originally gloomy mood seemed to ease a little. She asked softly, "Who is this?"

"He's the new lighthouse keeper," the mayor said. "He joined the church last Sunday."

"No wonder. I missed church because I had to take care of Qiao Lun. Please forgive me, Good Mother." The old woman bowed to the small statue of Good Mother placed in the alcove beside the bed.

The old teacher on the sickbed spoke up, "Since you are a follower of the old man, he will not harm me. Let him try. I have nothing to lose."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone perked up and stared closely at the night watchman's actions.

"Please be quiet, everyone."

"Okay, we get it."

Lin Bo sat beside the bed, reached out and pressed the patient's wrist, feeling the pulse beating at his fingertips. The tactile endoscopy method was only one step away from Lv3. Through this tiny vibration, Lin Bo constructed the patient's flesh, blood, bones, internal organs in his mind.

These organs were telling the master about the torture they had suffered, stating the root cause clearly.

The night watchman was solemn and silent. As time passed, the onlookers became a little anxious. Someone muttered something under his breath, but was stopped by the church members next to him. Everyone maintained silence.

After a moment, Lin Bo began to nod slightly, and his thoughtful look made everyone guess that he had made great progress.

Then he studied Qiao Lun's face, flipped his eyelids, and asked the old teacher to stick out his tongue.

"What are you doing?" "Shh!"

Lin Bo was communicating with [Starry Eyes]. After all, it was his first attempt to treat a patient. Even though he had made a judgment that was 100% certain, he did not dare to act on his own.

If you are unable to treat the patient, you will only be embarrassed in public. If you treat the patient incorrectly, you will lose a precious life.

Therefore, at the beginning, Lin Bo contacted the soul-calling witch.

The communication channel of the network can transmit real-time video, using the player's senses as a camera and microphone to send what they see and hear to their friends.

Lin Bo described his own diagnosis results, and [Xingxingyan] came to the same diagnosis through observation and description. The two then discussed the treatment process in detail and finally finalized the plan.

After thanking the witch again and again for her help, Lin Bo left the chat channel.

He looked around, meeting expectant faces one after another. Even Qiao Lun, who had previously been indifferent to life and death, could not help but show visible nervousness.

"Mr. Qiao Lun, do you often feel nausea and vomiting, and have a lack of appetite? Do you often have abdominal pain?"

"Yes, that's it." The old woman on the side spoke quickly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, like watching friends and family get points on a quiz show. To the uninitiated, a doctor's diagnosis of a condition is a positive signal.

Lin Bo smiled and said, "There's something wrong with my gallbladder, and I need to take medicine to treat it. I'll prepare the medicine when I get back to the lighthouse and send it to you."

"Doctor, I feel very uncomfortable!" Qiao Lun finally couldn't help it. His open-minded look disappeared when faced with the hope of new life.

"Wait a moment, I'll help you. Do you have any sewing needles? Thin ones, a few more, and the whale oil lamp."

“Yes, yes.”

As everyone looked on in confusion and slight fear, the night watchman heated the slender sewing needle with the flame of the whale oil lamp until it turned red.

While waiting for the needles to cool, Lin Bo explained, "I'm about to use a special treatment that will quickly relieve Mr. Qiao Lun's pain. Please don't be afraid. This is taught by the witch herself, and it will work immediately."

"He's going to stab Mr. Jollon with this red-hot needle!"

Even though the men present were so frightened that their faces turned pale, they still forced themselves to observe the treatment process.

Lin Bo asked the patient to undress and roll up his trouser legs, and then he inserted acupuncture into the Yanglingquan and gallbladder points on the outside of the calf, as well as the Riyue points on the upper abdomen. He then inserted acupuncture into several other acupuncture points and slowly twisted the needle.

He had already explored the patient's physiological structure through palpation and endoscopy, and was very accurate in identifying acupuncture points. After inserting a few needles, he startled the onlookers and caused them to shout, as if they were the ones being pricked.

Old Qiao Lun, who was receiving the acupuncture, however, relaxed his brows and let out a comfortable sigh as if he was soaking in a bucket of warm water.

"Doc, I'm not feeling well anymore. I'm feeling much better."

"After taking the medicine and resting for a while, you'll be back to normal. But be careful about your diet..."

He gave earnest instructions, and the surrounding townspeople couldn't help but dance with joy at the professionalism and friendliness of the night watchman. They could see the excitement on the faces of their fellow believers when they looked at each other.

Lin Bo stood up and said, "I'll go back to the lighthouse to get the medicine."

"Please go quickly and come back soon. Please be careful and safe on the road!" The mayor shouted in a low voice, and the others echoed him.

They watched the night watchman go out, and when he passed through the vegetable yard, a heated discussion broke out.

Qiao Lun wore a very serene smile as he looked at his wife. She complained, "Now that I can't die, I'd better stop yelling these unpleasant things like 'I feel uncomfortable' and 'I want to leave'."

"Okay. Wei Li, I'm hungry."

"Wait." The old woman walked towards the kitchen after praying in front of the statue of the Good Mother and called out, "Stay here, have some cookies and a cup of coffee before you go, my friends."

Before the water in the coffee pot boiled and people were still immersed in the joy that Stone Tower Town finally had a doctor, the night watchman had already left and returned.

"Why are you back?!" the young teacher blurted out.

"I walk very fast." The night watchman smiled.

"But it's only been a few minutes..." His voice faded away.

Everyone gradually realized that this lighthouse keeper was unusual.

However, in this wonderful atmosphere, no one panicked. Instead, they all regarded this extraordinary phenomenon as a secret within the circle. Everyone was like a child holding a piece of honey, happy and excited.

Lin Bo spent 1 disaster coin to buy several bundles of medicinal herbs from [Starry Eyes]. He had to pay this money and expressed his gratitude repeatedly before the witch happily accepted it.

I boiled a packet of herbs into a decoction and asked Qiao Lun to drink it. He immediately felt much better and his complexion became refreshed. By the time he finished drinking the remaining herbs, his illness should be cured.

"I'll go back to school tomorrow." The old teacher smiled brightly.

"You should rest for a few more days! Haha." The church members joked with him, and the heavy atmosphere that had been there not long ago disappeared.

"Doctor, here's your consultation fee." The old woman returned the collected donations to the church members and used her family savings to pay the bill.

"No need," Lin Bo declined. "This is a free clinic for church members. If you really want to thank me, why not give it to me?"

Following the direction of his finger, the old woman saw the small statue of the Good Mother in the niche. Even though she was reluctant, she agreed and said, "Take it, doctor. This stone Good Mother will help you meet the girl of your dreams sooner."

"That kind of thing is too far away." The night watchman put away the remnant relics and laughed, and the people around him laughed too.

The elderly believers ate cookies, drank coffee, said goodbye to the enthusiastic couple, and left.

The mayor eagerly shook Lin Bo's hand and repeatedly stated that he would solve his identity problem and would soon issue a formal lighthouse manager employment document. Although it was just a piece of paper, it also meant that Lin Bo would be free from his illegal status.

Lin Bo nodded and said goodbye to the church members one by one.

He walked along the gravel-paved village road toward the lighthouse. Dense weeds and sparse, blooming wildflowers grew on both sides of the road. The air was fresh and pleasant. The wind had torn holes in the high clouds, letting a few slanting beams of pale golden sunlight fall onto the sea.