The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Early the next morning, Ye Chen sat up in a daze. The sun outside the window was bright and even a little dazzling.

Ye Chenlou rubbed his hair, washed up and went downstairs.

Qin Feixue has already prepared breakfast, "You must feel uncomfortable after drinking so much yesterday. Let's have a bowl of stomach-nourishing porridge."

Ye Chen sat down and took it from his wife with eyes full of happiness.

After the two had breakfast, Ye Chen drove Qin Feixue to the company first, and then returned to Huiren Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall.

"Boss Ye, you are here." Dong Mei stood at the door very cautiously.

Of course, Ye Chen's way was like this only after meeting him. A few minutes ago, he was probably showing another arrogant and domineering look.

But it doesn't matter, what he needs is Dong Mei's arrogant and domineering energy.

In the next few days, Ye Chen worked in Huiren Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall every day.

Because of the effect of the live broadcast led by Mr. Li, Huiren Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall has a very good reputation in Binhai City.

It has even gained a certain reputation across the country, and some people have traveled thousands of miles to seek medical treatment.

Ye Chen naturally did his best and never charged more for medical treatment. He always looked at the patient's perspective and saved as much as possible.

It is also because of Ye Chen's superb medical skills and his attitude of truly caring about patients that the reputation brought by the live broadcast did not fade quickly, but spread further and further.

Now the entire Huiren Chinese Medicine Hospital can be said to be overcrowded, with an endless stream of people coming to seek medical treatment.

So much so that there are traffic policemen directing traffic at the entrance of Huiren Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic four out of five working days a week.

There is really no other way. If many people drive here and the traffic is not cleared, they will be stuck in traffic jams for a whole day like a few days ago.

Several traffic policemen stood outside Huiren Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, "Look at this business."

"Well, although you can't say that business is booming for those who open a medical clinic, but with so many people coming, Dr. Ye's skills must be really good."

"Hey, what does it mean to be good? You didn't notice. Even Mr. Li came here to become a disciple."

At this moment, Ye Chen was very busy in the Chinese Medicine Hall.

Ye Chen is a doctor himself. He is particularly interested in medical treatment, so treating diseases and saving people is a pleasure for him.

However, although interest is very important, it is not omnipotent after all, and he is still too busy alone.

Fortunately, Dong Mei and Li Zhexin are here to help, so everything can go smoothly.

After all, Dong Mei is a medicinal herb dealer who has been dealing with medicine for a long time, and is familiar with what Ye Chen said.

Not to mention Li Zhexin, he has studied medicine with his grandfather, Mr. Li, since he was a child. Although his level is not one-tenth as good as Ye Chen's, it is still pretty good.

The three people were busy going back and forth in the traditional Chinese medicine hall, trying to cure the patients who came to see the doctor every day.

Even Ye Chen had set up more than thirty tents at the door. If there was no line up to see a doctor one day, it would be very difficult for the family.

Ye Chen would lend him the tent for free, and of course water and electricity were also provided.

Ye Chen's act of love naturally won unanimous support from the patients and neighbors.

A few days ago, a group of thieves even came over and stole the tent.

The three thieves sneaked into the tent and ran out quietly.

But after running a few steps, the three thieves were dumbfounded.

"You...what do you want to do?" The thief hugged the tent tightly in his arms and swallowed.

"No way, brother, we just stole three tents, why did they send out so many people?"

In front of the three thieves, there were nearly a hundred people standing, blocking all the three thieves' paths.

The wretched thief quickly put down his tent and lay on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Brother, what are you doing?" The two thieves behind didn't understand, so they could have run away.

"If you two want to be beaten into a pig's head, if you don't want to be surrounded by more than 100 people, just lie down."

"They dare to attack us? Then they are breaking the law! We can call the police!" A chubby thief said in a daze.

"Are you sick? We are thieves! Besides, even if the police are called, who will the police catch?"

"..."

However, in the end, the three thieves called the police out of worry. Under the protection of the police, under the angry eyes of the onlookers, the three little avatars got into the police car as tremblingly as chickens as if they had been granted amnesty.

"It's so practical here..." The three thieves couldn't help but sigh as they got into the police car.

The policeman smiled and said, "You guys are really short-sighted. You come here to steal things and are looking for death!"

The days continued in an orderly manner, during which Ye Chen encountered several difficult and complicated diseases, but fortunately, his medical skills were superb, so he did not ruin his brand.

Li Zhexin also learned a lot of techniques from Ye Chen.

One morning, Ye Chen came to sit in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. By about nine o'clock in the morning, there were no patients coming.

Ye Chen was just about to sit in the recliner and take a rest, when suddenly a group of people rushed in in a hurry.

"Doctor Ye, Doctor Ye! Please help me quickly. That shoe repairman on South Street, Mr. Zhang, has fainted."

When Ye Chen got up, he saw that he was surrounded by neighbors. They made a simple stretcher and carried an old man with clenched teeth and a white-to-blue complexion.

"Don't worry, put him on the bed first!" Ye Chen turned over, looked at the old man on the bed, and gently clasped his wrist to take a pulse.

"How's it going? Dr. Ye..." Several neighbors raised their heads and asked with special concern.

Ye Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang just has food poisoning. He will be cured in a while."

The neighbors also breathed a sigh of relief, "This old Zhangtou usually lives alone. How could he get food poisoning when he is so good?"

Ye Chen shook his head, "Food poisoning is hard to prevent, and the elderly probably don't want to waste it. I'm afraid they ate something moldy."

Ye Chen took out the needle and applied it carefully. After a few minutes, a lot of black blood slowly seeped out from under Ye Chen, condensing into black blood beads one after another.

The old man immediately coughed violently and slowly woke up.

"Old Zhangtou is awake! Old Zhangtou, you have to thank Dr. Ye very much!"

"Oh...thank you Dr. Ye! I'll go home and get you some money." As he said this, Lao Zhangtou was about to get out of bed.

"No, no! It's not easy for you to set up a stall at such an old age. Besides, I don't use any medicine, so you don't need to pay me." Ye Chen comforted.

"But you must be careful about what you put in your mouth in the future. Throw away the bad ones and don't eat them!"

Lao Zhangtou was helped out by his neighbors with great gratitude.

"It's amazing! Dr. Ye just pricked it with a needle a few times, and Lao Zhang's head, which was almost hard, woke up!"

"It's really a miracle doctor!"

Ye Chen didn't take this matter to heart, and life was still going on in an orderly manner.

As a result, the next day, the neighbors came in again in a hurry, "It's broken! Doctor Ye! Look, this old man is the same as last time."

Ye Chen's expression changed and he went over to take a look. Sure enough, the old man had symptoms of food poisoning again.