Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 170. Chapter 170.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the outpatient department of the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.

Looking at the long line winding from the registration office to the yard, Tang Bin couldn't help his nose sore, and almost shed two lines of tears.

How many years has there been no such scene in the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine?
five years?eight years?ten years?

"Dean, take care of it, these young people have no serious problems, but they have to register, they say to consult skin problems, I think, it's purely to see Xiao Song." The nurse Ma Dajie at the medical guidance desk is also quite depressed .

The medical guidance desks of other hospitals are all young and beautiful nurses, but the medical guidance desk of the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine is a senior nurse in her forties.

Not only old, but also fat!If you walk a lot, you will be out of breath!
I originally applied for this position just to have a leisurely time.

There are fewer patients in the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine, and even fewer patients need pre-examination and triage. Therefore, after an illness, Sister Ma applied for this position. When she has nothing to do, she can also knit a sweater. Category.

Who would have thought that the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine, which has always been deserted, has become lively recently.

And it's getting busier every day!
At first, there were a few sparse people queuing at the outpatient registration office, and everyone didn’t care if you were earlier or I was earlier, but later, more and more people lined up, and the shape of the line became more and more erratic, and finally spread to the courtyard. Sister Ma struggled to walk, and she had to run for half a day from the front of the line to the back. Not only did she run, but she also had to shout for them to line up and not to jump in line.
At the end of the day, Sister Ma felt that her legs were about to break and her voice was about to become hoarse.

Finally saw the dean at the outpatient clinic today, she hurried forward to hold him back, and let him preside over justice no matter what.

The hospital is for seeing a doctor, how can anyone register to see a doctor?
Tang Bin looked at the young girls in cool and eye-catching clothes in the team, as if seeing the infinitely bright future of the District Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.

"Sister Ma, what are you talking about? What do you mean it doesn't look like a serious problem? If you can tell if someone has a serious problem at a glance, you don't have to sit here. Besides, how about consulting skin problems? Yes, this shows that our hospital’s services are in place, not only in terms of disease treatment, but also in health education.”

When Sister Ma heard this, she became even angrier. She, who couldn't run, sat down directly, "You can run, you run, but I can't run anyway. These little girls are too ghostly. Take a good look, I will hang another one later, that Xiao Song is so good-looking?"

Tang Bin nodded and smiled, "This shows that Xiao Song has grasped the essence of curing diseases and saving lives. The patient can sit there and get rid of the disease without injections or medicines. Sister Ma, I am not talking about you. I don't think you can handle the position, if you can't do well here, you can go home." Old Tang said meaningfully.

Sister Ma was about to vomit out of her mouth full of fragrance. She thought about the improvement of hospital efficiency recently, and maybe the bonus would increase by one or two hundred. After all, she swallowed all her words, and then shook her fat body to face a queue-jumper. The girl said: "Queue up carefully. Doctor Song said that he won't look at any patients with no quality!"

When the little girl who jumped in line heard this, she immediately went to line up obediently.
Sister Ma thinks this trick is really easy to use, how about making a billboard tomorrow?Print Song Qi's photo, and then write a sentence, Dr. Song warmly reminds: Civilized people do civilized things, please consciously queue up!
Well, just do it!

Sister Ma thought to herself, and immediately called the General Affairs Department, "Make me a warm reminder immediately."

It's just that a little girl has just been settled, and another little girl popped out.

Uh, no, not a little girl, but a beautiful young woman.

The woman looked to be in her thirties, and she was quite attractive, wearing a low-cut tight T-shirt, which made her figure even more uneven.

The woman frowned slightly, clutching her lower abdomen, completely ignoring that the queue had already lined up in the yard, and just walked to the front by herself.

The woman walked to the front, and was about to hand over her medical card when she was pulled out by a strong woman behind. "Hey, we have to line up!"

"My stomach hurts so much! Let me watch first"

"I still have a terrible headache. Okay, who is coming to the hospital! Go to the back line!" The strong woman raised her chin, and then took a step forward, not giving a chance to jump in line.

The woman was also anxious, "My stomach hurts badly, if something happens, are you responsible?"

"Then I have a headache. I have an accident. Are you responsible?"

"How the hell are you talking? Shame on your face, right?"

"How the hell are you talking! Is it reasonable to jump in line?"

You say a word, I say a word, and the onlookers who don't know the truth also say a word, and the whole outpatient hall is in chaos again.

Sister Ma had no choice but to run to the front of the team again with two chubby legs.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, everyone line up honestly, Doctor Song kindly reminded me."

"What shit, Dr. Song, Dr. Li, I have a stomachache, it hurts badly, I have to see a doctor first today, otherwise, if I make a mistake, none of you can afford it, ouch, it hurts me, it hurts to death me"

The woman said, clutching her stomach and sitting on the ground.

Sister Ma hurried forward to pull her, "Why are you still sitting on the ground?"

"I can't bear the pain in my stomach. Other hospitals carry stretchers for me. It's fine if you don't take care of me. If you don't let me see a doctor as soon as possible, I think you will pay attention to me if I die in your hospital."

Sister Ma is also an experienced person. Looking at the situation, she knew that she had encountered a scoundrel.

However, knowing that she was a rascal, she had no choice but to let things go, she picked the woman up from the ground, "Go, I'll take you to the emergency room!"

As soon as the woman heard this, she immediately stood up and followed Sister Ma to the emergency room.

"Damn, it's okay? If I knew it, I'd lie down!"

"Don't, don't, we are all qualified. We'll let Dr. Song know about it. It's not a good impression."

"That's right, if it wasn't for Dr. Song's face, I could roll three times on the ground"

"If it weren't for Dr. Song, I would come to this poor hospital."

"Yes, yes, we still line up, it's almost our turn."

In the emergency room, Sister Ma brought the woman to Cai Zhiya's consulting room, "Dr. Cai, this woman said that she had severe stomach pains. You used to work in obstetrics and gynecology. Show her!"

Cai Zhiya gave Sister Ma a blank look, "When you see a doctor, you can see a doctor. What are you talking about obstetrics and gynecology? I'm in the emergency department now, and both men and women can see it!"

Sister Ma knew Cai Zhiya's temper and knew that she had hit the gun, so she smiled embarrassingly, "Yes, you are all-powerful now."

As he said that, he twisted his fat body to maintain order again.

(End of this chapter)