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Meng Wantang went to work at the health center.

The health clinic is a large bungalow. When you walk in from the main door, you will see an empty hall in the middle. After passing through the hall, you will reach the backyard.

Standing in the hall, the medicine sellers are on the left and the doctor's consultation room is on the right.

There are only three doctors in the clinic.

There were two nurses, one named Tang Huifang and the other named Zhang Chunling.

Among the three doctors, one was responsible for prescribing medicine, named Zhao Qingji. The other two doctors are responsible for the diagnosis. Dr. Dong, who is responsible for medical treatment, is also the director of the health center. Dr. Chen is from the Xiling Brigade. He has a junior high school education. He has read basic medical books and knows some knowledge, but not much. People in the brigade often call him Mongolian doctor.

There are only two tables in the doctor's consultation room on the right, and they are already full.

Meng Wantang came over to report, but there was no place to sit.

Dr. Dong stood up and walked to the door: "Dr. Meng, the room next door is your office. From now on, you will treat the members here."

Meng Wantang followed in and found a desk and two hospital beds inside.

She was quite satisfied with this.

"I heard that you can also do acupuncture. It would be more suitable for you to have a separate office."

Despite what Dr. Dong said, Meng Wantang was actually a young daughter-in-law. Sitting in the same office with them had a bad influence. To avoid being criticized by other people in the team. He deliberately arranged for people to come here.

"Thank you, Doctor Dong."

"Okay, then you're busy."

Doctor Dong left after saying this.

It was early in the morning and no one came to see the doctor.

Meng Wantang found a rag and wiped the entire office before putting the pulse pillow he had made overnight on the table.

If nothing else, working in a health clinic is much better than hoeing in the fields.

Don't worry about Huo Dongsheng and Chen Jiaojiao suddenly showing off.

"Knock knock."

While I was thinking wildly, someone knocked on the door and came in.

"Enter."

Meng Wantang looked up and saw the person standing at the door, and couldn't help but feel a toothache.

Chen Jiaojiao walked halfway and was stunned when she saw it was Meng Wantang: "Wantang, are you here to see the doctor too? What's wrong with you?"

"See a doctor?" Meng Wantang asked expressionlessly.

Chen Jiaojiao was surprised: "You...are you a doctor?"

There's almost nothing written on that face, can you still see a doctor?

Meng Wantang didn't force it, and there was no need for her to show it to patients who didn't trust her.

"Yes, I am a doctor. If you want to see Dr. Dong for treatment, go next door." Meng Wantang lowered her head and flipped through medical books. This "Encyclopedia of Chinese Herbal Medicine" was borrowed by her from Dr. Zhao in the pharmacy to pass the time.

She was thinking about what medicinal materials there were here and whether they were suitable for planting.

Chen Jiaojiao sat on the chair and asked: "Doctor Meng, please take a look at it for me. My lower abdomen has been hurting recently."

Meng Wantang did not expect that Chen Jiaojiao would be willing to let her help with medical treatment.

"Put your hand here."

Chen Jiaojiao also knew that Meng Wantang was too lazy to pay attention to her. There was a probing look in her eyes, and the strange color was concealed so well that Meng Wantang did not notice it.

strange?

In her previous life, Meng Wantang had no medical skills at all and could only make an ointment.

The Huo family is rich, and the plasters made by Meng Wantang are only for Huo Dongsheng. Others who want the plasters made by Meng Wantang have to wait until Huo Dongsheng runs out of them to get them.

Xu Yangyang actually became a doctor at a health center in this life?

Chen Jiaojiao secretly looked at Meng Wantang, feeling confused but unable to ask directly.

No matter how obscure her eyes were, Meng Wantang could still feel it, but she was too lazy to expose it. Meng Wantang just thought that Chen Jiaojiao was still secretly guarding herself.

"There's nothing wrong with your body." Meng Wantang retracted her hand and raised her eyes to look at Chen Jiaojiao.

Chen Jiaojiao was shocked: "But my lower abdomen hurts a lot."

Is this to see a doctor?

Did you come here to show off to her on purpose?

Meng Wantang didn't raise his eyebrows: "From today on, you are not allowed to have sex. In fifteen days, you will recover naturally."

"Ah~"

Chen Jiaojiao exclaimed, her cheeks turning red instantly.

She looked at Meng Wantang timidly: "You..."

"Is there anything else?" Meng Wantang was quite indifferent. "Don't worry, as a doctor, I still have professional ethics and will not reveal the patient's physical condition easily. If nothing happens, you can leave."

Chen Jiaojiao waved her hands hastily: "No, no, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask if I need some medicine."

"Need not."

Seeing that she was still not leaving, Meng Wantang looked at her suspiciously.

"Then can I ask what's wrong with me?" Chen Jiaojiao asked uneasily.

Meng Wantang suspected that Chen Jiaojiao did it on purpose.

"There is no land in this world that is invincible. Do you know why the same kind of crops cannot be grown continuously on the same piece of land?" Meng Wantang said it euphemistically and straightforwardly.

Anyone with a little brain can understand it.

Chen Jiaojiao blushed and bit her lip, speaking in a low voice: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Meng Wantang didn't take it seriously, and soon a woman came to see a doctor.

"Doctor, I'm not feeling well, can you take a look at me?" He sat on the chair, stretched out his hand, put it on the pulse pillow, and waited for Meng Wantang to take his pulse.

Meng Wantang calmly stretched out her hand, pressed the other person's pulse, and suddenly asked: "How many days does your period last?"

The sister-in-law's cheeks turned red: "I asked you to treat me. What's the use of asking?"

"Before menstruation, do you have pain in your lower abdomen?" Meng Wantang's tone was calm and unaffected at all.

"You...how do you know?" The sister-in-law was surprised and unsure, "Did Chen Jiaojiao tell you?"

Meng Wantang was speechless and her tone was not gentle. She was really a little cold: "Chen Jiaojiao, why are you telling me this? If you don't want to see a doctor, get up and sneak out now. If you want to see a doctor, just say whatever I ask."

The sister-in-law: "..."

Seeing that the other party hadn't left, Meng Wantang said directly: "Name."

"Chen Shufen." The sister-in-law gritted her teeth.

"age."

"28."

"gender."

"Didn't you see everything?" Chen Shufen glared at Meng Wantang dissatisfied.

Meng Wantang glanced over indifferently, and the other party was stunned for a moment, and said honestly: "Female."

"When did you get your last period."

"How can I remember this?" Chen Shufen just finished speaking, and immediately thought about it honestly, "I just came here the day before..."

Meng Wantang wrote in her medical record: "Come for a few days at a time."

"I wasn't clean for nine days last time."

Chen Shufen timidly told the truth while secretly looking at Meng Wantang.

Shocked by Meng Wantang's change.

Meng Wantang didn't feel like she wanted to live a good life before, but now she seems to be a different person.

Could it be because her man is back?

When the young daughter-in-law thought about how she saw Lu Qingye jumping into the river to save people that day, she felt a little envious of Meng Wantang.

One night before, she was passing by the backyard of Meng Wantang's house and heard the couple having sex in the house, and she stood there for some reason.

She didn't know how long the two of them had been struggling with each other before she came.

Anyway, she stood there for hours.

Meng Wantang wrote a prescription, looked up and saw Chen Shufen looking at her shyly, her face still red, and asked doubtfully: "Do you have a fever?"

"No, no, no, I'm not angry."