I'm a doctor, not a stick

I don't know if it helped someone, but Jiang Huating felt refreshed when he woke up the next day. He had a feeling that he might be able to get to the hospital in less than two hours today, right?

In fact, it proved that he thought too much, what happened to the bad luck at the beginning, and what happened later.

Mao Gaoming had been sitting in the fifth department for a long time, and he was not surprised to see Jiang Huating stepping on the door to open it as usual.Although he heard that Jiang Huating went to work very early, and even took the earliest bus, but his mouth grew on others, and no one really went to see if Jiang Huating was lying, so... as long as Jiang Huating is not late, generally no one Will take care of him.

Jiang Huating called Brother Mao, and then saw the latest desk assigned to him by his hospital. As for the computer...

It was also quietly placed on his desktop, still closed.

Jiang Huating didn't dare to turn it on, he was afraid that the computer would explode.

For the sake of safety, he should write by hand.

However, Jiang Huating doesn't have any customers yet. Even the uncle who treats the epilepsy is just using needles and doesn't need to prescribe medicine, so he really doesn't need the computer now.

"I guess I'll have to sit on the bench again today." Jiang Huating sighed.

If it was normal, he would never sigh.

Because the talismans he drew had been discovered by Director Ni, Mao Gaoming now had an extra task, not to let Jiang Huating draw some messy pictures in the office.

All skills were restricted, Jiang Huating lay facelessly on the desk, "It's so boring~"

The corner of Mao Gaoming's mouth twitched a few times. He agreed to read when he was free?Are they all fooling him?

Jiang Huating was bored, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and sat up straight!This series of changes took only two seconds. Before Mao Gaoming could react, he was having a fit again. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the department.

Mao Gaoming, "..." Could it be that Xiaojiang's ears are smooth?

In short, Jiang Huating solemnly took a book from Mao Gaoming's desk to read. As for whether the contents were read, only he knew.

"There are people in every department..." Someone said outside the department.

After a while, people from outside came to the fifth department, and seeing no one, their eyes lit up!

Because he and Mao Gaoming's eyes met, he first glanced at Mao Gaoming, and then a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you so young?"

The corners of Mao Gaoming's eyes twitched. Write it down, I'm really sorry for you!

But his age is on his face, so he can't deliberately pretend to be old, right? !

Just when the man wanted to leave, he glanced at Jiang Huating inadvertently, then walked to Jiang Huating's side with a face of surprise, and patted him, "Huh?! Young man! It's you!"

Mao Gaoming, "..."

Jiang Huating, who was pretending to be reading, looked up blankly, "..."

"Who?"

That person, "..."

Mao Gaoming, "..."

"You don't remember me? The day you came down from Mount Taituo, you were driving in my car!"

Jiang Huating blinked, "Car?"

what!He remembered!

"You are the master who drives the bus!"

The bus master nodded quickly, "Yes."

He had an impression of Jiang Huating because Jiang Huating was the only guest that day, and Jiang Huating's baby face was very cute and special, so he was particularly impressed. He even had a flat tire that day, so it's hard not to remember.

It's just that this young man doesn't seem to remember him very much. Why is his memory worse than that of an old man like him?

The old master shook his head.

True face-blind Jiang Huating didn't know that the master disliked his memory, he only cared: "Master, you came to the hospital...why is it uncomfortable?"

The master originally wanted to find an old Chinese medicine doctor to see his old problems, but he had an inexplicable impression of Jiang Huating, so he simply sat down, "It's a little uncomfortable, young man, are you also a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Jiang Huating immediately showed a cute smile, "Yes! I came here to work when I went down the mountain that day!"

"Then we are really destined." The old master said with a smile.

Jiang Huating sneered twice, those who were destined to him... were either unlucky, or unlucky to be implicated, he would rather they had no fate.

"Then show me." The old master said.

In the master's mind, it's just a chance for young Chinese medicine practitioners to practice. Anyway, he will go back to see an old Chinese medicine doctor later.Something as mysterious as Chinese medicine... It's better to have white hair.

Jiang Huating said: "Sure, but have you registered yet?"

The old master froze for a moment, then said, "Ah, yes, yes, I haven't registered yet."

When going out, the master muttered in his heart, he obviously just wanted the young man to practice, how did he become a real registration?

Forget it, just get on the old doctor's number later.

While dragging the master out, Mao Gaoming looked at Jiang Huating enviously, "Why are you so lucky?"

"Lucky? Me?" Jiang Huating was flattered, it was the first time he was called lucky!

Mao Gaoming had a resentful look on his face, "Isn't it? It's only been a while, and the second patient came to the door."

Jiang Huating, "..." How lucky is this?It was purely a coincidence, if the old master didn't recognize him, then this patient wouldn't have registered with him at all.

After a while, the master came back, so Mao Gaoming had no choice but to put away his envious expression and go to see Jiang Huating's techniques.

Jiang Huating's method is also very conventional, look, smell, ask, cut, step by step.

In fact, Jiang Huating knew what was wrong with the master just by looking carefully at him. The reason why he finished the next few steps was to let the master think that he was not kidding.

"How is it? Young man?" The master wasn't that nervous at first, but at the moment Jiang Huating felt his pulse, he suddenly became nervous.

I've heard it a long time ago that Chinese medicine doctors can know what's wrong with a patient's body as long as they feel the pulse, and they can even cut out what's wrong with the patient's body!

Jiang Huating withdrew his hand, "Poor stool?"

The old master nodded quickly, "Yeah!" Not only is it not smooth, but it hurts too!

Before the master could speak, Jiang Huating said to himself: "Hemorrhoids are really uncomfortable."

The master was surprised, "How do you know I have hemorrhoids?!"

Jiang Huating was unpredictable, "You forgot? I'm a doctor."

The master nodded quickly, "Yes, you are a doctor! Have you found out what's wrong with my body?"

The old master came here to see hemorrhoids. Hemorrhoids have affected him for many years, and they recurred after the operation, which is very worrying. He has had two operations, and he really doesn't want to have a third operation.Two days ago, I heard that Chinese medicine listens to God, what to say, Chinese medicine is conditioning, Western medicine is headache, head and foot pain, foot pain...

With the mentality of giving it a try, he came here.

Jiang Huating said: "Why not? Cervical spondylosis, lumbar spondylosis, frozen shoulder, hyperosteogeny...Master, are you really alone?"

The old master opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Little doctor, you are amazing!" He has all the problems Jiang Huating mentioned!

Jiang Huating continued: "I have told you about your pulse, and your stomach also needs to be recuperated."

Nurturing...

The master frowned, "Does it take a long time to recuperate?"

Jiang Huating paused, "That's not necessary, just take three doses of medicine."

"Three doses?" Is three doses enough?Western medicine usually takes medicine for several days!

Jiang Huating nodded, "That's enough." Normally, one dose would be enough for him, but the old master's health is relatively poor, so he can only prescribe a milder one first, and then recover after three times.

Just as he was about to write down the prescription by hand, Mao Gaoming immediately stopped him, "Xiao Jiang, why don't you use a computer?"

Jiang Huating, "..."

"Huh?" Mao Gaoming didn't know why, "Is the computer broken?"

Jiang Huating, "...No."

"Then why not open?"

"I'm afraid it will break down immediately when I open it." It's just a simple crash, but if it's an explosion...

Jiang Huating felt horrible when he thought about that scene.

Mao Gaoming, "...What nonsense are you talking about? Prescribe it quickly! If you don't prescribe the medicine on the computer, how will people prescribe the medicine for this patient? Just rely on this piece of paper you wrote?"

Jiang Huating, "..." Why are you forcing him to destroy public property?

Under Mao Gaoming's "aggressive" gaze, Jiang Huating turned on the computer tremblingly. After a while, the screen showed a normal picture.

Mao Gaoming said: "Look, it's not like..." Before the word "shit" could be said, the computer screen suddenly went dark, and then...the case began to smoke!

Jiang Huating was horrified, "Will it explode?! Do you need to pour water?!" He was holding a cup filled with water in his hand, as if as soon as Mao Gaoming said it was necessary, he would immediately pour it down!

The blue veins on Mao Gaoming's forehead twitched, "No need!" It will burst when you splash it!

Mao Gaoming and his wife hurriedly unplugged the wires on Jiang Huating's side, and were relieved to find that the circuit was only short-circuited.

"You use mine..." Before he finished speaking, what Jiang Huating said suddenly flashed through Mao Gaoming's mind...'I'm afraid that it will break immediately after opening it. '

Jiang Huating, "Huh?"

Mao Gaoming shook his head, "It's okay, anyway, I don't have any guests now, I'll log out of my account and log in to your account."

Jiang Huating nodded quickly, "Okay, okay!"

After logging into Jiang Huating's account, Mao Gaoming helped Jiang Huating fill in the medicines that the teacher needed. The amount of each medicine was very accurate, and Mao Gaoming was not shy, unlike other doctors who prescribed only the name of the medicine. Not to mention how much it is, it has to be hidden, for fear that others will see it.

So, Mao Gaoming secretly wrote down the prescription.

As if seeing through Mao Gaoming's little tricks, Jiang Huating said: "This prescription is only suitable for this master, it's useless if you write it down."

Mao Gaoming, who was caught, was at a loss, "Huh?"

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