The system takes me for surgery
CHAPTER 47: CLEANING OUT
"Why don't you go back and rest first, how about we have tea together when you don't drink any other day?" Song Jinmu hoped that he would go back early.
The crooked head Zhang waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I'm awake now, you are driving me back, right? You lied to me that Yu Ting hasn't come back yet, she's obviously at home."
Song Jinmu replied awkwardly: "I just came back."
"Am I here today to discuss something with you?"
"Tell me something."
"Our Yu Ting is also 18 years old. I think it is useless for a girl to go to college, and she is not in good health. Why don't you let me take care of her?"
"She's still young, so she's not in the mood to find a partner." Song Jinmu frowned, his face full of worry, and he didn't know why this crooked head was pestering his daughter.
Song Jinmu said that he would never marry his daughter to a ruffian who was 30 years younger than her and played with women outside all day.
No matter what Song Jinmu said, the crooked head Zhang just didn't go back, and even went to the door of Yuting's room and knocked on the door. Song Jinmu couldn't stop him no matter what, and pushed Song Jinmu to the ground.
At this time, Liang Yi came back, saw Song Jinmu pulling the headband, and shouted loudly: "Jiahua, what are you doing!"
The crooked head saw Liang Yi, smiled coldly, and said, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the big orphan in our village."
Liang Yi ignored his words, approached and asked Song Jinmu what was going on?
Crooked head Zhang shook his cigarette and alcohol in front of Liang Yi, and said, "Can't you see this? I'm here to propose marriage."
Liang Yi bit his lip, and his nose fluttered slightly. Two days ago, he heard from Yu Ting that Crooked Head Zhang often came to her house, and her parents didn't like him coming. He waved and said, "Then let's go outside and talk."
"I'm here to propose marriage today. What can I talk to you about?"
"We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up." Liang Yi pulled him out.
Song Jinmu said: "Liang Yi, don't do anything impulsive, he just drank too much today and went crazy."
"I know, I have my own measure, don't worry." Liang Yi nodded.
When the two came to the entrance of the village, they turned their heads and cursed: "Why the hell are you dragging me here?"
Liang Yi said coldly: "Why don't you, can you stop looking for Yu Ting in the future, she is going to college soon."
"I'm fucking asking my wife to have nothing to do with you!"
"I don't care if you want to find another woman, but if you dare to harass Yuting again, don't blame me for not warning."
"My mother asked me to let him serve me. Why are you upset? You are an orphan without a father or a mother. If you dare to touch me, believe it or not, I will ask some brothers to hack you to death."
"I advise you better not to."
"My mother has suffered such grievances, how dare I threaten me?" Crooked head Zhang suddenly rushed over, and was about to punch Liang Yi in the chest.
Liang Yi took a slight step to the side, tilted his head and fell to the ground.
The crooked head chapter saw an iron rod on the ground, and actually picked up the iron rod and swung it at the top of his head. Liang Yi quickly turned his head away, and directly kicked his inner thigh.
He took away his iron rod, put aside his arm and pulled back, the iron rod directly unloaded his shoulder joints, kicked his buttocks, and rolled forward.
The crooked head chapter immediately cried out in pain, and said, "You wait for me, I will definitely show you a good look." While talking, he staggered and ran back.
Liang Yi was originally an orphan. When he was helpless, only Yu Ting's family regarded him as a relative. He would never let their family suffer any harm.
Back at Yu Ting's house, Yu Ting's mother hurried over and asked, "I heard that you had a fight with Wei Tou Zhang, were you injured?"
Liang Yi was a little moved by this sentence, because what her mother asked was not why she fought with the crooked head, but whether she was injured?
"I'm fine, his arm is dislocated." Liang Yi patted the dust off his body.
"It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine."
Liang Yi thought that the crooked head chapter would not let it go like this, and would definitely make the matter worse. After taking a shower, he made a phone call and talked for a while before hanging up.
The next day, when Liang Yi helped Yu Ting's younger sister go to the clinic to get medicine, he found someone following him, but he never dared to get too close to him.
Liang Yi thought to himself that they might have planned to wait until dark before doing anything. When they came to the clinic, they didn't expect that there were as many as 30 patients waiting to see a doctor in this small clinic.
He just waited outside, looking at the various pennants such as Miaoshouhuichun, Hanging Pot to Help the World, Xinglin Master, etc. hanging on the wall of the clinic.
It also said, "One shot of magic will bring immediate results. Next to it is a promotional article written by a local tabloid, which was carefully framed by the doctor and hung on the wall."
Liang Yi was very curious about what it was that was so miraculous that it could achieve immediate results. He didn't know much about Chinese medicine, but Liang Yi thought he was among the doctors of his age, but lost to others in terms of basic knowledge of Western medicine.
Liang Yi sat quietly on the bench and watched. The doctor was called Huang Guangtian. His temples were slightly gray, his body was slightly fat, gray-black eye bags were visible under his eye sockets, and his lips were slightly dark.
A middle-aged woman sat next to the fat doctor and said, "Doctor Huang, when will my repeated pain end?"
"People get old when their legs get old. It's not for nothing. Before you asked me to see it, those two legs couldn't walk. Now they can do housework."
"That's true." The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "People say that Dr. Huang's opioid injection is very useful, no matter what the swelling and pain, just take a shot."
"What opioid injection." Huang Guangtian's face darkened, and he said, "This is an ancestral formula, what kind of opioid injection."
"Didn't your dad used to be a veterinarian?" the woman asked.
Huang Guangtian's face became more serious, and he stopped responding to her words, and asked the woman to feel his pulse with her hand, signaling her not to speak.
After taking the pulse, Dr. Huang prepared all kinds of medical equipment needed for sealing, and then found some injections on the patient's knee joint.
This Liang Yi is very familiar with him. He can do several in one day in the emergency department, and there is no technical difficulty. Generally, hormones are used, and all the syringes see are transparent liquids. However, Dr. Huang’s liquid is golden yellow, probably mixed. What kind of Chinese medicinal liquid.
This is very common in some small clinics. After all, Chinese people still have some traditional trust habits.
For example, the clinic listed that I was cheating on hormone injections. I thought the clinic would have to be listed as "transfer of Wangpu" within three months.
If the clinic is listed, the ancestral secret recipe, one injection will work, and the refund will be refunded if it is invalid. It is estimated that within three years, Land Rover BMW will open it casually.
Those who can make the clinics flourish in the village, a small part of them are real talents, and most of them put more emphasis on skills than medicine.
Focus on marketing and "exaggerate the condition" and then lay the foundation for your own exaggerated treatment.
The crooked head Zhang waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I'm awake now, you are driving me back, right? You lied to me that Yu Ting hasn't come back yet, she's obviously at home."
Song Jinmu replied awkwardly: "I just came back."
"Am I here today to discuss something with you?"
"Tell me something."
"Our Yu Ting is also 18 years old. I think it is useless for a girl to go to college, and she is not in good health. Why don't you let me take care of her?"
"She's still young, so she's not in the mood to find a partner." Song Jinmu frowned, his face full of worry, and he didn't know why this crooked head was pestering his daughter.
Song Jinmu said that he would never marry his daughter to a ruffian who was 30 years younger than her and played with women outside all day.
No matter what Song Jinmu said, the crooked head Zhang just didn't go back, and even went to the door of Yuting's room and knocked on the door. Song Jinmu couldn't stop him no matter what, and pushed Song Jinmu to the ground.
At this time, Liang Yi came back, saw Song Jinmu pulling the headband, and shouted loudly: "Jiahua, what are you doing!"
The crooked head saw Liang Yi, smiled coldly, and said, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the big orphan in our village."
Liang Yi ignored his words, approached and asked Song Jinmu what was going on?
Crooked head Zhang shook his cigarette and alcohol in front of Liang Yi, and said, "Can't you see this? I'm here to propose marriage."
Liang Yi bit his lip, and his nose fluttered slightly. Two days ago, he heard from Yu Ting that Crooked Head Zhang often came to her house, and her parents didn't like him coming. He waved and said, "Then let's go outside and talk."
"I'm here to propose marriage today. What can I talk to you about?"
"We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up." Liang Yi pulled him out.
Song Jinmu said: "Liang Yi, don't do anything impulsive, he just drank too much today and went crazy."
"I know, I have my own measure, don't worry." Liang Yi nodded.
When the two came to the entrance of the village, they turned their heads and cursed: "Why the hell are you dragging me here?"
Liang Yi said coldly: "Why don't you, can you stop looking for Yu Ting in the future, she is going to college soon."
"I'm fucking asking my wife to have nothing to do with you!"
"I don't care if you want to find another woman, but if you dare to harass Yuting again, don't blame me for not warning."
"My mother asked me to let him serve me. Why are you upset? You are an orphan without a father or a mother. If you dare to touch me, believe it or not, I will ask some brothers to hack you to death."
"I advise you better not to."
"My mother has suffered such grievances, how dare I threaten me?" Crooked head Zhang suddenly rushed over, and was about to punch Liang Yi in the chest.
Liang Yi took a slight step to the side, tilted his head and fell to the ground.
The crooked head chapter saw an iron rod on the ground, and actually picked up the iron rod and swung it at the top of his head. Liang Yi quickly turned his head away, and directly kicked his inner thigh.
He took away his iron rod, put aside his arm and pulled back, the iron rod directly unloaded his shoulder joints, kicked his buttocks, and rolled forward.
The crooked head chapter immediately cried out in pain, and said, "You wait for me, I will definitely show you a good look." While talking, he staggered and ran back.
Liang Yi was originally an orphan. When he was helpless, only Yu Ting's family regarded him as a relative. He would never let their family suffer any harm.
Back at Yu Ting's house, Yu Ting's mother hurried over and asked, "I heard that you had a fight with Wei Tou Zhang, were you injured?"
Liang Yi was a little moved by this sentence, because what her mother asked was not why she fought with the crooked head, but whether she was injured?
"I'm fine, his arm is dislocated." Liang Yi patted the dust off his body.
"It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine."
Liang Yi thought that the crooked head chapter would not let it go like this, and would definitely make the matter worse. After taking a shower, he made a phone call and talked for a while before hanging up.
The next day, when Liang Yi helped Yu Ting's younger sister go to the clinic to get medicine, he found someone following him, but he never dared to get too close to him.
Liang Yi thought to himself that they might have planned to wait until dark before doing anything. When they came to the clinic, they didn't expect that there were as many as 30 patients waiting to see a doctor in this small clinic.
He just waited outside, looking at the various pennants such as Miaoshouhuichun, Hanging Pot to Help the World, Xinglin Master, etc. hanging on the wall of the clinic.
It also said, "One shot of magic will bring immediate results. Next to it is a promotional article written by a local tabloid, which was carefully framed by the doctor and hung on the wall."
Liang Yi was very curious about what it was that was so miraculous that it could achieve immediate results. He didn't know much about Chinese medicine, but Liang Yi thought he was among the doctors of his age, but lost to others in terms of basic knowledge of Western medicine.
Liang Yi sat quietly on the bench and watched. The doctor was called Huang Guangtian. His temples were slightly gray, his body was slightly fat, gray-black eye bags were visible under his eye sockets, and his lips were slightly dark.
A middle-aged woman sat next to the fat doctor and said, "Doctor Huang, when will my repeated pain end?"
"People get old when their legs get old. It's not for nothing. Before you asked me to see it, those two legs couldn't walk. Now they can do housework."
"That's true." The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "People say that Dr. Huang's opioid injection is very useful, no matter what the swelling and pain, just take a shot."
"What opioid injection." Huang Guangtian's face darkened, and he said, "This is an ancestral formula, what kind of opioid injection."
"Didn't your dad used to be a veterinarian?" the woman asked.
Huang Guangtian's face became more serious, and he stopped responding to her words, and asked the woman to feel his pulse with her hand, signaling her not to speak.
After taking the pulse, Dr. Huang prepared all kinds of medical equipment needed for sealing, and then found some injections on the patient's knee joint.
This Liang Yi is very familiar with him. He can do several in one day in the emergency department, and there is no technical difficulty. Generally, hormones are used, and all the syringes see are transparent liquids. However, Dr. Huang’s liquid is golden yellow, probably mixed. What kind of Chinese medicinal liquid.
This is very common in some small clinics. After all, Chinese people still have some traditional trust habits.
For example, the clinic listed that I was cheating on hormone injections. I thought the clinic would have to be listed as "transfer of Wangpu" within three months.
If the clinic is listed, the ancestral secret recipe, one injection will work, and the refund will be refunded if it is invalid. It is estimated that within three years, Land Rover BMW will open it casually.
Those who can make the clinics flourish in the village, a small part of them are real talents, and most of them put more emphasis on skills than medicine.
Focus on marketing and "exaggerate the condition" and then lay the foundation for your own exaggerated treatment.
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