The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

"Excuse me, what are you doing here?"

Meng Wantang looked down at the little girl with a cold look, not even a hint of a bodhisattva looking at her to save the world.

The little girl looked up at Meng Wantang in confusion, her tone timid but her eyes bold: "Who are you?"

What he said was very measured.

Meng Wantang smiled: "You are at the front door of my house, and you ask me who I am?"

"Are you Divine Doctor Meng?"

The little girl stood up instantly and asked in surprise, "Are you Divine Doctor Meng? You are so young, how could you be a Divine Doctor?"

"Oh, you're looking for that old Doctor Meng. Sorry, he's not here. Please look for him somewhere else. Don't stay at my doorstep."

Meng Wantang took out the key, opened the door of the clinic and walked in.

The little girl followed in and saw Meng Wantang starting to clean. She curled her lips and said, "Tsk, you're not Doctor Meng at all. You're just a cleaner. Humph, I'm going to wait here until Doctor Meng comes and tell her how hateful you are."

"Then you wait."

Meng Wantang, this little girl, didn't trust her and was particularly hostile to her. She thought she had a good memory and probably had never seen this little girl before, let alone offend her.

Why is this little girl so obviously hostile towards me?

"Who do you ask Doctor Meng to treat?" Meng Wantang asked casually.

The little girl said, "For my mother. My mother is sick and dying. I want Doctor Meng to save her."

"..."

Is this little girl stupid?

"Your mother is dying, and you are still here. Why don't you bring someone to treat your mother?" Meng Wantang put down the mop and went to get the medicine box, not forgetting to ask, "What are your mother's symptoms? What disease is it? Do you know?"

The little girl suddenly became alert: "You are not a doctor, why are you asking these questions?"

"I told you, I'm Doctor Meng. If you want to save your mother, just tell her about her condition and I'll see what you need to bring and then go save her."

Meng Wantang knew that saving lives was important, so she spoke to the little girl very seriously.

Instead, the little girl took two steps back and ran to the door: "You are a liar!"

"..."

Meng Wantang was silent. It seemed that the little girl's mother would not die for a while.

She put down the medicine box and continued mopping the floor.

He picked up the feather duster again and dusted the medicine cabinet.

Not long after she finished cleaning, a female comrade came in from outside with another female comrade. The female comrade who came in later had a sallow complexion and did not look well.

"Doctor Meng, this is my sister. She has a stomachache. Can you help me see what's going on?"

"sit."

Meng Wantang sat at the table and asked the woman to stretch out her hand. "Let me take your pulse first."

The woman did as she was told.

The woman next to him asked nervously, "Doctor Meng, is she okay?"

"I haven't taken her pulse yet." Meng Wantang held the woman's pulse while speaking, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me to see."

Women are very obedient.

Meng Wantang was wearing a mask, so her facial expression couldn't be seen clearly, but her slightly furrowed brows made the two women feel uneasy.

"What time do you usually go to bed?"

Meng Wantang asked her.

"I take care of two of my two sons. They wake up several times at night, and I can only sleep for more than four hours on end." The woman looked honest. She asked anxiously, "Doctor, am I okay?"

Hearing her say this, Meng Wantang frowned again: "You must have a good rest now, can you do it?"

"Doctor, if I fall asleep, who will take care of the baby?" Sun Guiying said anxiously, "My two daughters-in-law have to go to work. If I don't take care of the baby, they won't be able to go to work tomorrow."

"Then your life is not important, right?" Meng Wantang understood her, but didn't understand why she could ruin her body like this for the sake of her child.

Sun Guiying pulled her hand back, her tone not very good: "Doctor, just prescribe some medicine for me. I'll go back and take the medicine."

"Your liver has problems. Just taking medicine without improving your daily routine and actively cooperating with treatment will not help. Instead, it will make your condition worse. You'd better go to a big hospital for a detailed examination."

Meng Wantang did not prescribe any medicine, but let the patient go.

Good words can't persuade the devil to die.

The other party was determined to die, and there was nothing she could do.

She couldn't even prescribe medicine for him, for fear that the other party would mistake her medicine for a life-saving drug and think that he would feel better after taking it, which would be troublesome.

"Doctor, can you give me some medicine?"

"Go to the hospital for a check-up and get some medicine." Meng Wantang politely refused.

Sun Guiying got angry immediately.

She stood up suddenly, pointed at Meng Wantang's nose and yelled, "You are a quack. I asked you to prescribe some medicine, not that I won't pay you, why don't you prescribe medicine for me?"

"Oh, I won't open it if I don't want to. Is there any problem?" Meng Wantang looked at her calmly, "I'll say it again, go to the hospital right now, maybe you can still be saved."

"Oh, you are a piece of crap. You can't treat any disease at all. Why are you still running a clinic here? I think you should just close this crappy clinic as soon as possible."

Sun Guiying came out of the clinic cursing, and instead of leaving, she stood at the door and cursed for a long time.

"Sister, please stop scolding me. The doctor is doing this for your own good. You should go to the hospital first, get a checkup, and see what the doctor says."

Sun Meiying didn't expect things to develop to this point. She felt that her sister was a little unreasonable, and she also felt that Meng Wantang was not a good doctor.

If her sister wants to take medicine, just prescribe some for her.

I really don't want the money that is delivered to my door.

Why open the door for business?

"You're not a good person either. You said you'd take me to see a great doctor, but this is all he got? What the hell! Don't come to our house again. I get annoyed when I see you."

Sun Guiying immediately left Sun Meiying behind and went home.

She felt that she was in good health, so she went to an alley, found an old lady, drank a bowl of water, and returned home happily.

Someone was swearing outside the clinic, which had a huge impact on the clinic's business.

Meng Wantang thought that there might be no business today, but who knew that the little girl was standing at the door and asked her loudly: "Why don't you prescribe medicine for that old lady? Is it because you don't know how to treat a disease and don't dare to prescribe medicine for her?"

Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Meng Wantang couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Whether it was a coincidence or an accident, she owed the little girl a favor.

"Her disease requires surgery. Otherwise, she won't live for many days. If she had come here earlier, I might have been able to help. Now, she must undergo surgery so that I can assist with the treatment."

Traditional Chinese medicine is mysterious and magical, but it is not a savior.

There are also diseases that cannot be cured.