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The clinic opened.

The old men and old ladies nearby came to patronize Meng Wantang as soon as possible to take care of her business.

Meng Wantang had already prepared the ointment.

Limited quantity available.

One person can buy up to five stickers.

There were actually people buying the face cream she made, and the ointment she made was in short supply.

After a busy day, when it was time to rest, Meng Wantang leaned on Lu Qingye. Although she looked listless, she was very excited and said, "Today is the first day of business. We are so busy. We will be fine tomorrow."

"Close the shop early today and go back to have a good rest."

Lu Qingye rubbed her wrists and pinched her shoulders to help her relax.

"It's so comfortable. I don't want to leave. Lu Qingye, please carry me back!" Meng Wantang said with her eyes closed.

"it is good."

Meng Wantang opened her eyes, still frightened, and said, "Forget it."

"I'll carry you out later, and then take you back on the bike." Lu Qingye found it funny. She clearly wanted him to carry her back, but she was still timid and afraid of being pointed at by others.

He had no choice but to let her have her fun first.

Meng Wantang curled her lips and whispered, "Okay."

After a short break, Meng Wantang went to remove the needle from the patient again. This patient was an old acquaintance of hers, a good classmate of hers.

"Today is the last time. You don't need to come starting tomorrow."

Meng Wantang took out the needle, and Wen Xuxu lay on the hospital bed, not reacting for a long time.

"What do you say?"

"I told you that you are healed and you don't need to come again. What? You still want to give me money for free? Then I can try acupuncture in a few places at random."

Meng Wantang deliberately frightened her.

Wen Xuxu wasn't afraid at all. She laughed and stretched out her hand: "Come on! This arm is for you. You can prick it as you like."

“It’s really bloody.”

Meng Wantang pushed the people away: "Pay attention to your emotions and don't get too excited. Try not to be happy with things or sad with yourself."

"I look lively, but I'm actually very calm." Wen Xuxu said this shamelessly and was immediately met with a big eye roll.

She chuckled, walked over, and gave Meng Wantang a big hug.

"Thank you, Doctor Meng."

"Oh, thank you and I'll give you a banner. Don't use this nonsense, it's useless." Meng Wantang was just joking.

Who would have thought that a few days later, Wen Xuxu would actually come with drums and gongs to present a banner.

"Thank you, Dr. Meng, for curing my stubborn disease and giving me a new life. Thank you, Dr. Meng!" Wen Xuxu was sincerely grateful to Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang didn't expect her to do this, and hurriedly pulled her up: "What are you doing? You're doing this. I was just joking with you before."

"I know you are joking with me. But I will definitely give you the silk banner."

Wen Xuxu and Meng Wantang entered the room holding a banner.

She even insisted on hanging the banner in the most conspicuous place. Meng Wantang, a very outgoing person, was made a little shy by her.

The clinic's business was already good.

Now let’s take it to the next level.

Meng Wantang is very busy every day.

That day, she closed the shop on time for a rare occasion and planned to go to the market to buy vegetables.

As soon as she locked the door, she was blocked by two people, one in front and one behind. The man covered in gunpowder said in a low voice: "Doctor Meng, please come with us."

He was very polite, but it seemed forced to block him like that.

When Meng Wantang heard them calling her Doctor Meng, she knew they might be asking something of her. As long as she didn't resist, everything would be fine.

She still planned to leave a letter for Lu Qingye.

"Wait a minute, can I get a first aid kit? I have to take that thing with me." You don't need to be too clear in your words, the other party will surely understand.

"Please hurry up."

The man agreed.

Meng Wantang entered the room, opened the medicine box, picked up a pen, and wrote on the notebook: "I'm out for a consultation. I may not be back."

There is nothing wrong with these words.

She signed her name with: Wan Tang.

Meng Wantang came out again with a medical kit and followed the two into the car.

The people in the car were very depressed.

Meng Wantang decided not to fight an unprepared battle, so she took the initiative to ask, "You asked me to treat patients, right?"

"Yes."

Men cherish words like gold.

"Would you mind telling me about the patient's condition? If you tell me in advance, it will save me a lot of time when I get there. I also have plenty of time to think now."

Meng Wantang did not save herself, but it was almost the same.

As long as the patient can be saved, everything is fine.

"The patient's leg was broken. After we reconnected his leg, he still had a high fever. He was allergic to the antipyretic injection and there was nothing we could do. I heard that you could give people acupuncture to reduce their fever, so I came to you." The man finished speaking quickly and said nothing.

Meng Wantang said: "Not all problems can be cured by acupuncture. I need to go over and see what the problem is."

The car was parked in a remote courtyard.

The scenery in the yard is really nice. It can be seen that the people living here are quite tasteful.

A woman walked out of the yard and saw Meng Wantang coming in with a medicine box. She asked in a critical manner, "Is this the doctor you invited?"

"Correct."

The man who was speaking said sullenly, "Why are you here? Please get out right now."

The woman turned and walked inside.

"I'm not leaving. I want to stay and take care of him. You guys are just rough guys who don't know anything. You don't know how to take care of a patient at all."

The man had an unpleasant look on his face. If there were no outsiders around, he would definitely say something unpleasant to save his face.

"Doctor Meng, go in first, let's go inside."

"it is good."

Meng Wantang never expected to see such a passionate scene.

The girl was pretty, and she envied the injured man a little. Maybe, when he recovered, he could marry a beautiful wife.

The room was a little dim.

Meng Wantang saw a person lying on the bed and was about to walk over, but the man who brought him over had already turned on the light.

"Doctor Meng, this is the patient."

Doctor Meng stepped forward and was stunned when he saw the man’s blushing face.

Lu... Lu Qingye?

Wasn’t Lu Qingye on a business trip? Why is he here?

And he was injured so badly.

Is it true that he can no longer keep this leg?

Injured again?

She seemed to have forgotten that Lu Qingye was allergic to the antipyretic medicine. The man had previously used the Chinese medicine she had boiled. Meng Wantang frowned, walked over, and held his pulse.

"Isn't his injury an ordinary one?" Meng Wantang asked.

Huo Xiao said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's not an ordinary injury. The wound has been treated. He is allergic to anesthetics, and he was holding back when the things in the wound were taken out. But he has a high fever of 40 degrees, and we are afraid that there will be problems with the fever. That's why we asked you for help."

Meng Wantan felt heartbroken when she heard this.

I'm allergic to anesthetics and have to endure the pain of having my wound cut. How painful must that be.

"Can I see the wound?" Meng Wantang had just asked when a harsh voice sounded behind him.

"What are you looking at? If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?"