On the first day I sat in class, something very embarrassing happened to me.

Lao Feng and I were sitting in the same clinic. On the one hand, the clinic was tense, and on the other hand, I wanted to ask Lao Feng to help me. After all, Lao Feng is an old Chinese medicine doctor and is very mature in all aspects. But before, Xue

The director and Director Qin had a special chat with Lao Feng about me, and they just wanted to ask Lao Feng to help me. Director Qin had high expectations for me, and revealed in his words that he wanted me to be the attending physician, and Lao Feng would look after me.

meaning.

Lao Feng readily agreed. Lao Feng was here to mix up his professional titles. Besides, he was about to retire. There was no need for him to refute Director Xue and Director Qin’s face for this temporary decision. Besides, Lao Feng was also in a relationship with me.

Not bad, Lao Feng told me, he is very optimistic about me.

In fact, deep down in my heart, what I yearn for most is to open a clinic and sit in a church. After all, I am a descendant of the Holy Hand Church. I grew up in a medicine hall since I was a child. I am exposed to traditional Chinese medicine every day, and I also see my grandma treating people. In my heart, I like to do it the most.

My job is also to treat people. Every time I cure a patient, I feel a huge sense of accomplishment. Especially when I can cure some of the more difficult patients, I feel so satisfied that I am really intoxicated.

On the first day I sat in court, wearing a white coat, I was full of confidence. I felt that with my medical skills, I would definitely become famous. I was also thinking about how to take this opportunity to have a good talk with my grandma.

, I might as well study medicine instead.

The desks of Lao Feng and I were facing each other. I sat upright on the chair, staring at the open door of the clinic. Lao Feng was wearing reading glasses, with his legs crossed, leaning on the back of the chair and humming a tune with his eyes closed.

Time passed by, and there was not a single patient in our clinic. I became a little anxious, so I went out to take a look from time to time, and then came back to sit for a while.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. That's how our Chinese medicine doctors are. It's normal to have no patients all day long." Lao Feng held up a newspaper and smiled at me.

"Alas..." I sighed. When I went out just now, I clearly saw a lot of patients in the hospital lobby. It seemed that they all went to Western medicine.

Not a single patient came all morning.

I went to have lunch at noon and met Xiaoyao in the hospital lobby. I greeted her warmly, and Xiaoyao snorted at me without even trying to get rid of me.

I shook my head, Xiaoyao also hated me because of Deng Qi.

In the afternoon, Lao Feng and I continued our consultation.

I had just arrived at work and had not been sitting for long when a middle-aged man looked at us at the door. I quickly sat up straight and waited for him to come in.

"Doctor, how can I get to the toilet?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked.

"Uh...go straight and turn left!" I answered him angrily.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man walked away.

I glanced at the opposite side, and Lao Feng continued to read the newspaper without moving. This skill cannot be practiced without decades of immersion, and I am still early.

I sighed, picked up a newspaper, and followed Lao Feng and started practicing the sitting exercises.

On the first day, we didn't have any patients.

Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. During the meal, I became everyone's joke. Some good people made fun of our Chinese medicine class repeatedly, saying that there was something wrong with Director Xue's arrangement. How could we ask someone from our Chinese medicine class to attend a consultation?

Lao Feng didn't show up at all. This old fox just ran away, saying he had a bad appetite and wouldn't eat dinner. I blocked all the arrows. But Lao Guo was here. He didn't hear what was going on outside and kept eating his buns.

.Only Tetsuo, this girl was so kind and kept eating with me. While I was arguing with the Western Medicine class, he stripped off a plate of my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.

I didn't see Deng Qi at dinner this day. This is normal. Deng Qi doesn't eat at all. I usually come less often and I'm always messing with Deng Qi. But now Deng Qi is angry with me, so I can only

Come back for a big dinner.

Bai Jie is not here either. She goes out to eat very frequently. Someone always invites her to dinner, and it's different people. Of course, those who invite her are all men.

The next day, Lao Feng and I continued to attend church, and we were assigned to be on duty for a week.

Lao Feng continued to read the newspaper. I could read the newspaper with Lao Feng at first, but after a while, I couldn’t read anymore. It was too boring. I stood up and walked out the door, but Lao Feng didn’t care about me.

After I walked out the door, I walked straight to the Western medicine clinic. I was disappointed when I compared it with the Western medicine clinic. The corridor on the Western medicine side was full of patients waiting, and the clinic was busy with people coming in and out. Of course, the conditions for Western medicine are better than ours.

There are also two consulting rooms.

I randomly walked to a room and took a look inside. I happened to see Yang Jianzheng holding a film and talking to a patient. I didn't go in. Firstly, I was a Chinese medicine doctor and I went to a Western medicine clinic. What was going on? Secondly, Yang Jianzheng was talking to a patient.

He has always looked down upon me, so I couldn't bear to try to get close to him.

I wandered around for a while and then returned to the Chinese medicine clinic. Unexpectedly, while I was out, there was a patient, and Lao Feng was taking the patient's pulse.

The patient was an elderly woman with wrinkles all over her face. She looked like she was over seventy. Old Feng checked her pulse for a while, then stopped her hand and said, "You have a cold and a fever, but not very serious."

It’s serious, just go back and drink more water and rest more.”

"What did you say...?" The old woman was a little hard of hearing and couldn't hear clearly for a while.

Lao Feng amplified his voice and repeated it again.

"Why do you, a doctor, talk like that!" The old woman said with a face full of displeasure: "I'm here, why don't you even give me a prescription when I come to see you? Drink more water, drink more water, just drink more water."

My illness has been cured by drinking it! I don’t believe it anymore. You were afraid that I wouldn’t have enough money to buy medicine, so you sent me away on purpose.” The old woman had a deaf ear but a sharp tongue, and kept talking endlessly.

"You must take medicine, and I will give you a prescription." Lao Feng said immediately.

"I still don't believe you, just write me a recipe for Guizhi Decoction. You are already a lot of years old and have no medical ethics. I won't come to you for medical treatment in the future." The old woman was obviously a little confused.

It was a little mixed up. I thought she was a sign of Alzheimer's disease. It was rare that Lao Feng didn't get angry at all. He just picked up the pen and wrote the recipe for Zhang Guizhi Decoction.

The old woman took the prescription, but she was still unwilling and said, "I can understand this prescription. If you make a mistake in writing it, I will come to you."

Old Feng kept smiling and nodding. The old woman said a few more words and walked away tremblingly.

"Old Feng, you have such a good temper." I praised sincerely.

"It's nothing, you just get used to it. We have many elderly patients in traditional Chinese medicine, so we just have to be patient." Old Feng said and grabbed the newspaper again to read.

"Doctor..." a man's voice shouted.

I looked back and saw a young man standing at the door. His clothes were dirty and covered with dust and mud. I knew he was a migrant worker.

"What's the matter with you?" I saw that this man's face was rosy, and he didn't look sick at all.

"Uncle Shunyi, come in, oh! I let you in!" The man was a little impatient and pulled another man in from outside the door. This man was obviously older, with several deep wrinkles on his dark face.

, and his entire face was painful, and there was a bandage hanging on his body, with one arm hanging in front of him.

"Sanwazi, forget it, I don't want to read it, I've already seen it..." Uncle Shunyi said and walked out the door again.

"Uncle Shunyi, why are you so stubborn? I asked you to see a doctor. It's not to kill you. If you just go back like this, how can I explain it to my aunt?" Sanwazi pulled him back again.

Uncle Shunyi.

"Doctor, just take a look." Sanwazi turned around and shouted.

"Don't look, don't look, doctor, I'm fine." Uncle Shunyi was still struggling.

Old Feng had already left his seat and came over: "What's wrong with your arm? Let me take a look." Old Feng said.

The two of them stopped pulling, and Uncle Shunyi smiled naively: "Doctor, I'm fine. I just dropped my arm, so it's fine."

"Don't listen to him, doctor, the film has been taken, and the doctor said he needs an operation, how can everything be fine?" Sanwazi immediately retorted.

"Oh! The film has been taken. Show it to me." Old Feng said.

Sanwazi immediately took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Lao Feng held up the film to look at it, and I also came over to look at it. The film was very clear, and the wrist was broken. Uncle Shunyi's wrist bone was obviously deformed on the film.

"This is a Corinthian fracture, it's obvious." Lao Feng put down the film and said.

"Yes, yes, that's what the doctor said just now, just call it this name." Sanwazi clapped his hands and shouted.

"Now that we know everything, let's see what the doctor is doing." Old Feng said as he walked towards his table.

"Doctor, that's what happened. Uncle Shunyi didn't believe it just now, so I thought about finding another doctor to take a look. If two doctors in a row say the same thing, then it must be right. Your city

When people here go to the market to buy food, they don’t need to use two steel scales to weigh them before they can rest assured. Do you think that’s the case, doctor?” Sanwazi was obviously confused in the city, and he spoke eloquently.

"Now that you've seen it, you go for treatment." Old Feng said naturally.

"Hey, doctor, I still have something to do." Sanwazi caught up two steps and stopped Old Feng.

"What else do you want?" Lao Feng asked.

"Doctor, this is what happened. The doctor just said he needed an operation. Can you see if there is any other way to treat it?" Sanwazi said, taking out a crumpled cigarette case from his body, and then pulled it out.

A similarly crumpled cigarette was handed to Old Feng.

Old Feng stretched out his hand and pushed it back: "Since the doctor has said it, then treat it as the doctor said. There is nothing wrong."

"Sanwazi, stop messing around, let's go." Uncle Shunyi's face turned red, obviously he thought Sanwazi was embarrassed.

"Why are you fooling around? Your arm will be useless without treatment. Can you afford an operation? Uncle Shunyi, I don't know you yet. What are you carrying in your pocket? You pretend I don't know. You want to give up treatment?"

Really?" Sanwazi said loudly and anxiously.

"I don't need you to worry about it." Uncle Shunyi said, stamping his feet.

"I don't need to worry about it? My aunt and the whole family have to rely on you to support me. If your arm is disabled, how will you support my aunt?" Sanwazi said again.
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