Xiong Xueguang suddenly realized something, was it what Director Long said, and he turned to look at Director Long, but immediately denied this possibility. Because Director Long was only the director of the Women's Committee, not a policeman. He set up a street stall here to tell fortunes, did not register for industrial and commercial, and did not apply for any certificates at the police station, so Director Long only knew his name, but did not know where he came from.

So how did this fortune teller wearing sunglasses know his hometown?

Xiao Ying said coldly: "You still have large and small flushing rashes under your crotch. Are you not planning to cure them? Don't blame me for not reminding you that this is a very serious disease. The medicine you found is not the right one, and it will not cure your disease. If you drag on like this, you will not live for two years."

Another fortune teller next to him smiled and said to Xiao Ying: "I said brother, you want to fool me even when you walk with me? You are playing a big knife in front of Mr. Guan. Do you know? When Mr. Xiong came out to tell fortune, you were still peeing on the kang..."

Xiong Xueguang waved his hand and stopped the fortune teller's words. He took two steps forward, stared at Xiao Ying and said, "What did you say just now? What flushing rash?"

"Half a year ago, the thing under your crotch had skin lesions. You went to the hospital for treatment. The doctor said it was a fixed medicine rash, but he didn't give you any medicine. You didn't care if it was not painful or itchy, and it disappeared later. However, a similar erythema appeared on your stomach, and then more than a dozen similar rashes, large and small, with dandruff falling off. You went to the hospital for a visit. The doctor said it was psoriasis, and he applied it to you, but it didn't work. I'm right?"

Xiong Xueguang took a breath, as if he had seen a ghost, stared at Xiao Ying, and his speech was a little stuttering: "You...how did you..., how did you know?"

In order to cover up these rashes on his body, Xiong Xueguang wore trousers and long-sleeved shirts on this hot day, and even the buttons on the neckline were buttoned. The red spots were not visible from the outside. He went to the hospital for treatment and never told anyone. What did the fortune teller wearing sunglasses know this? Could it be that it was really calculated?

Impossible! He himself tells fortunes for others. He knows that the so-called fortune telling is nothing more than a fool, so he doesn't believe that Xiao Ying calculates that he is sick.

Of course, Xiao Ying did not calculate it. Just now, when he heard Director Long’s name called fortune teller, he said that based on the name Xiong Xueguang and the approximate time, he quickly locked a person’s medical record in the province. He matched his age and asked according to the place of origin registered on the medical record. It turned out that he was the one in front of him. He told the disease recorded in the medical record in his mind.

Xiong Xueguang's disease was second stage syphilis, but the doctor misdiagnosed it as psoriasis, so it has not been cured. This is mainly because after the founding of the country, the prostitute system quickly disappeared under the severe crackdown of the red regime, and the sexual diseases decreased significantly. In the 1960s, the government announced the elimination of all sexually transmitted diseases.

From then until the early 1980s, especially during the ten-year period, medical schools did not teach knowledge about prevention and treatment of STDs, so many doctors had never learned to diagnose and treat this disease, nor had they come into contact with real cases of this disease. After the reform and opening up in the 1980s, the STD resurrected and appeared in the mainland again, many doctors in hospitals did not recognize it, and misdiagnosed the disease as a skin disease for treatment.

Xiong Xueguang was very frightened by his illness. Because he had this illness, his body was covered with red spots. What made him nervous the most was that the thing under his crotch also became ferocious and terrifying. It was the lifeblood of a man. So what Xiao Ying said immediately made him nervous.

Director Long was immediately happy when he heard the conversation between the two. She also heard that Xiao Ying had accurately calculated the disease of the fortune teller. Judging from Xiong Xueguang's nervous expression, the condition was still not bad. He smiled and said, "I said Xiong Xueguang, don't blame me for not telling you. After Mr. Xiao was doing a snail snack for Aunt Tian, ​​Aunt Tian went straight to the hospital with joy. I guess he had received guidance from Mr. Xiao. If you are really sick, why don't you ask someone to give me some advice?"

Xiong Xueguang's face was unstable. He looked at Xiao Ying, then looked at Director Long, and smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's nothing to worry about, isn't it just psoriasis? And it's almost gone."

Director Long sneered: "I heard Mr. Xiao say that the medicine prescribed by the doctor you are looking for is not the right one. If your disease is not cured, you will not live for two years. I don't know what the disease is, but I advise you to believe it. Since Mr. Xiao just said your disease by your name, you will know how to cure it. If you keep the living gods in front of you, you will have to let you do it. However, I have heard that there is a saying that is called "hiding debts, hiding illness and dying". If you don't treat it, then wait for death."

Xiong Xueguang laughed dryly and said, "Isn't it just a skin disease? It's not that serious."

Xiao Ying said coldly: "Now the thing under your crotch is sick and unable to see anyone, right? Let me tell you the truth, within a year, your thing will be scrapped, then you will become demented, your eyes will be blind, and in the end, you will die miserably. - I tell you this, not to show you how to cure this disease. I just want to tell you that I rely on my true ability to tell fortunes."

After saying that, Xiao Ying no longer looked at him, and the old monk sat cross-legged like he entered a meditation.

Xiong Xueguang was already frightened by the terrifying changes in his crotch. After hearing Xiao Ying's words, he felt even more heartbroken. He also realized that Xiao Ying was not an ordinary fortune teller who deceived others by opening his mouth. Previously, he must have said that Aunt Tian's husband's illness, and this time he accurately stated his illness and his hometown.

Although the fortune teller has the means to put on a condom and put on a plate layout, and find out the situation in advance so that he can calculate the truth and defraud the other party of trust and money. However, those who take such effort to make arrangements are generally valuable only when they are rich and noble families. He does not believe that Xiao Ying will set up this plan against him, a fortune teller who doesn't have much money.

Although he has made some money in fortune telling over the years, he has spent a lot of money to treat this disease. He has not much money in his hands, which is not enough to make the other party spend so much effort to get into a trap. There are more fortune tellers on this street than him, so why bother targeting him?

After thinking about it, if this is the case, it only means that the other party can really understand the secrets of heaven and calculate his indescribable disease.

However, Xiong Xueguang certainly could not ask the other party for advice in front of everyone, so he just smiled embarrassedly and didn't say anything, and returned to his stall.

Another fortune teller is better than him, so he went up and asked him in a low voice if it was true. Xiong Xueguang just smiled and made excuses.

Seeing that Xiong Xueguang did not cause trouble again, Director Long said loudly to Xiao Ying with his waist and said, "Mr. Xiao, if someone causes you trouble in the future, come to me. I'm in the alley and street office."

Xiao Ying nodded and said nothing.

Director Long then returned to the street office with melon seeds.

There were people watching the excitement around Xiao Ying’s fortune telling stall, waiting for someone to come to Xiao Ying’s fortune telling, but after waiting for a long time, no one came, and those who watched the excitement dispersed.

Xiao Ying waited until noon, and no one came to look for him again.

He has been thinking that it is not a solution to wait for the rabbit like this. After all, he is not famous yet and no one will come here, so he has to take the initiative to attack and go to the hospital to see if there is any chance. At the same time, he is hungry and has to go out to find lunch.

He stood up, put away the white cloth sign on the ground, patted his butt, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Xiong Xueguang, not far away, kept paying attention to the movement here with the corners of his eyes. Seeing this, he stood up and said to himself: "Damn, my stomach is uncomfortable, so I have to go to the bathroom."

He told the fortune teller next to him to help take care of the stall, walked out quickly, held his stomach, and followed Xiao Ying to the alley from afar.

Xiao Ying walked to the snail snack at the entrance of the alley, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

Aunt Tian has already gone to the hospital. His mother, Grandma Tian, ​​is helping to see the store. She heard her daughter talk about fortune telling before, so she came forward and said enthusiastically: "Sir, are you here, do you want to eat something?"

Xiao Ying looked at the whole recipe posted on the wall and said, "Come on the bowl of beef noodles."
Chapter completed!