I'm a doctor, not a stick

The person who spoke was an aunt in her 50s. She slowly poked her head into the fifth department. She looked first at Mao Gaoming, then at Jiang Huating.

When he saw Jiang Huating, his eyes lit up, "Young man! Ah, no, it's a doctor!"

Mao Gaoming opened his mouth slightly, what did he see?A patient would come to Jiang Huating? !How long has he been working? !It's not two weeks yet, is it? !

No!This must be what Jiang Huating asked for!

He must keep his eyes open to see clearly!He wants to expose Jiang Huating!

Just do what you say, Mao Gaoming has been staring at the two of them with a serious face since the aunt came in.As if the aunt didn't notice his aggressive gaze, she walked straight in the direction of Jiang Huating.

"I have found you! God knows I almost turned the entire Second Courtyard upside down!" the aunt said excitedly.

Jiang Huating blinked, "Huh?"

He...it seems that he didn't do anything to make this aunt work so tirelessly to turn over the entire Second Courtyard to find him, right?

Could it be the aunt who took the same bus as him one time?

But he has no impression...

"Little doctor, did you save the old man who thought he had epilepsy a while ago?" the aunt asked.

Epilepsy... seems to be there.

Jiang Huating nodded.

Aunt smiled happily, "That's right!"

The aunt ran out suddenly, and then pushed a man in. The man was also an uncle in his 50s. His eyes were crooked and his mouth was crooked, and his saliva kept flowing. dirty.

It was only the head. Jiang Huating also found that the posture of the uncle's hands and feet was very stiff. Stiffness meant that the uncle himself could not control it at will, and also trembled slightly.

Although he couldn't recognize who this person was, he still had a little impression of the uncle's symptoms.

It was the first day he went down the mountain, the lucky person No. [-] who was "targeted" was also treated by him, although the treatment method at that time was a bit rough.

Jiang Huating observed carefully, but he didn't step forward to feel the pulse. In fact, he didn't need to feel the pulse, he had already seen it.

Uncle's epilepsy has worsened.

At this time, the aunt said: "The old man has always had epilepsy. We have seen many doctors for this disease. After being cured, it came back again, which made me almost collapse."

"Last time the old man went out by himself and said that he fell ill midway, which scared me! Fortunately, you were there at the time, and you didn't need to take medicine or use expensive machines to help, so you cured my old man. Even the first hospital said that my family There is nothing wrong with the old man, you are simply a little genius doctor today!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huating's face darkened.

"After you were sent to the ambulance that day, you checked again. Did you find any problems?"

"No, no, the doctor said it's very good!" The aunt said with a frown, "but it's been a long time, and the old man has another attack! It's even more terrifying than the previous symptoms. My children are not around, and the neighbors are kind enough to help. I hold the old man."

Jiang Huating frowned. He naturally knew what was wrong with this uncle's body, but he couldn't give needles to others, so he used the most rude and crude method to help this uncle get rid of his illness.

He thought that when he arrived at the hospital, the doctor there would give him a detailed examination, which should allow him to fully recover.

did not expect……

"Which subject did you study before?"

"Neurological department!" The aunt said as a matter of course.

Jiang Huating, "..." Western medicine...

Speaking of this, the aunt began to complain, "I went to the neurology department of the Second Hospital several times but didn't find you, but the old man said very firmly that you are in this hospital, so I endured it."

"Fortunately, you are the only male doctor with a baby face in the entire Second Hospital, so I won't have to drag them all over for the old man to identify them one by one!"

Jiang Huating twitched the corner of his mouth, "..."

Should he be grateful for his immature face?

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