I'm a doctor, not a stick

Without the bicycle, I felt that the backlash of my bad luck seemed to have subsided. Jiang Huating rarely slept for an extra hour today

Uh, no, he went to bed too late last night, but he didn't sleep for a long time.

When I came out of the house at six o'clock, I was no longer surprised to see that there was no stranger in the neighbor's house. After all, Yin Qiu was so busy.Under the resentful gaze of the bus master, Jiang Huating got off the bus without any psychological pressure, and ran to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine with two legs

Nine o'clock sharp!Check in successfully!

Watching this baby-faced doctor galloping every day has become a "beautiful" landscape in the Second Hospital of Jiang City. If you don't see it someday, the security guards, nurses, and doctors will all feel that something is missing today. .

"Come on, drink some water." Mao Gaoming pointed to the water glass on Jiang Huating's table.

As his half "master", Jiang Huating should respect him.

Besides, under Jiang Huating's guidance, his acupuncture skills have improved a lot compared to before, that is... well, some acupuncture points are still not fully recognized, but they are all not commonly used acupuncture points.

Who made him old and have a bad memory?

Jiang Huating picked it up and gulped down a large glass of water, "Thank you!"

Mao Gaoming waved his hand.

"By the way, Xiao Jiang, did you become a thief last night?"

Jiang Huating paused, "Why do you ask that?"

Mao Gaoming pointed to his own eye sockets, "It's as dark as a ghost!"

Jiang Huating, "...Really?" He didn't see it when he was brushing his teeth! (Actually, this guy brushes his teeth and washes his face with his eyes closed

Mao Gaoming handed him a small mirror without saying a word.

Looking at the small mirror that was so delicate that it could only reflect one eye, Jiang Huating's mouth twitched, "Why do you use this kind of mirror for little girls?"

Mao Gaoming stared, "Are there separate mirrors for boys and girls? What's wrong with men? Men can't use mirrors? Men don't have to pay attention to their image?!"

Several men were sprayed by Jiang Huating in a row. Jiang Huating backed away with his mouth tightly closed. After retreating to a safe position, he quickly took the small mirror for men, "It's okay, I was wrong!"

Mao Gaomin snorted fiercely!

Jiang Huating, "..." Well, women can't be messed with, and men...in fact, they can't be messed with either.

Opening the small mirror, a black eye immediately appeared in the mirror... well, there is a kind of eye with a thick black circle.

Jiang Huating, "..." It seems that I didn't get enough sleep yesterday.

Give the mirror back to Mao Gaoming, "Yesterday, I slept a little late."

"Got it, you're going to be a thief!"

"It's catching a thief."

Mao Gaoming, "...huh?"

Jiang Huating thought for a while, criminal gangs should also be a kind of thief, and said: "Well, catch the thief."

Mao Gaoming's eyes widened, "Are you okay?!"

Jiang Huating didn't know why, "What can I do?"

Mao Gaoming scolded his head and covered his face!

"What do you say you are a doctor with no power to restrain a chicken?! Can your two hands beat the one who uses a knife?! Can the one who uses a knife beat the one who uses a gun?!"

"Why don't you talk about using cannons..." Jiang Huating retorted in a low voice.

"Shut up!!" Mao Gaoming said viciously.

Jiang Huating closed his mouth and immediately bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Mao Gaoming was so pissed off by Jiang Huating's manipulation!

"Well, I can't tell you."

"I was wrong." Jiang Huating naturally felt the deep concern from his colleagues, just like the mountain people on Taituo Mountain.

So, really unpretentious.

Mao Gaoming did not respond.

"Brother Mao^"

Still no response.

"Mao~ a hairy brother

"Shut up!" Damn it, let's just call him Brother Mao, call him Brother Mao Mao! !This product is simply underwhelming! "Aren't you angry?"

"is it?"

I don't have the energy to be angry anymore!

Seeing Mao Gaoming's anger disappear, Jiang Huating slightly raised the corners of his mouth.Mao Gaoming's complexion is not bad, which proves that the talisman he gave him was well carried, but...

What is that dark aura that seems to be lingering around him?

Yang Le only came to the Second Hospital at around three o'clock in the afternoon. It was different from the desolate scene when he came here last time, but this time... it was as lively as a vegetable market.

Moreover, the patients were all men.

Although there were a little fewer people when I came here last time, there were women anyway, but this time...all of them are men, what's going on?

Seeing Yang Le walking straight to the fifth department, the patients who were still talking and queuing just now were a little unhappy.

"Hey, that boy!"

Yang Le turned a deaf ear, no, it should be said that there are many young men waiting here, he doesn't think others are calling him.

"What about you! Why do you keep shouting and walking away?" The uncle simply pulled Yang Le.

Yang Le, who was suddenly grabbed, frowned, and finally resisted losing his temper.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Are you here to see Dr. Jiang?"

Yang Le paused, "Yes."

"Are you registered?"

Yang Le, "..." What number is he calling when he is not sick?

However, if Yang Le doesn't speak, in the eyes of the uncle, it means that he has not registered!

"Hurry up and register! Do you know if you have to queue up?! You are still a college student, so you don't know the common sense of order! Kindergarten children know that you have to queue up, okay?!" Faced with so many mouths alone, Yang Le is still a tough uncle, even if he is full of mouths, he can't win against them!

"I'm going to register..."

The uncle finally let him go with a smile on his face.

Holding the last lucky number, Yang Le recalled the nurse's expression of how lucky and pitiful she was just now, and returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, outside the door of the fifth department in a daze.

Obviously...

The distance between him and Jiang Huating is so close, but why does he suddenly feel so far away?

Jiang Huating was still very efficient in solving the problem... Cough, he diagnosed and treated the patient in hand, and after explaining something, he called for the next one.It was a young man who came, Jiang Huating took a look at him, seeing that the other person was neither in a hurry nor looked like he was in a hurry, so he took a sip of water first.

As soon as the water glass was put away, the young man said leisurely, "Are you an anorectal doctor?"

Jiang Huating's face darkened, "Nonsense! I'm obviously a general Chinese medicine practitioner!"

The young man looked at Jiang Huating.

Jiang Huating, "..." What are you doing, this man.

The young man suddenly sighed, "Master, I am Yang Le." He shouldn't have hoped for the terminally ill Jiang Huating.Jiang Huating, "..." No wonder the voice sounded familiar.

Mao Gaoming, "..." I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar.

"It's Yang Le..."

Yang Le, "..." What's the matter with this dead person in the family?

"Do you have hemorrhoids?" Still weak.

Yang Le raised his voice instantly, "How could I have hemorrhoids?!"

In an instant, Yang Le received several sharp gazes!

Yang Le, "..."

Jiang Huating looked at him puzzled, "Why do you come to me if you don't have hemorrhoids?" Just after finishing speaking, Jiang Huating yelled, "I'm not an anorectal doctor!"

Yang Le, "..."

"Master, you forgot, you are the one who asked me to come here."

"Have you?" How could he not remember this?

"Yes!" It must be said that there is, and if there is no, there must be!

"Oh." Jiang Huating made up his mind, anyway, Yang Le's number is also the last one, so it's okay to chat.

"Come on, why are you looking for me?" He didn't believe that he would call a healthy person here for no reason!

Yang Lezhen bit his lips, "Master, can you teach me fortune-telling? Uhhh!!!" As soon as Yang Le finished speaking, Jiang Huating covered his mouth!

Damn, there are still patients in the department!

A patient who didn't know why came over, why did Dr. Jiang cover the young man's mouth?

Jiang Huating smiled sarcastically, "Hahaha, he wants to vomit, I'm afraid he will dirty the place, so I cover it for him!"

oh!I see!The patient was instantly taken astray.

The corner of Mao Gaoming's mouth twitched, don't think he didn't hear this young man named Yang Le say that he wants to learn fortunetelling!

However, he still praised Jiang Huating's quick response.

In a place like a hospital, feudal superstition cannot be practiced.

Oh, this young man turned out to be a superstitious person.

Mao Gaoming shook his head.

Jiang Huating dragged Yang Le out of the fifth department, and even explained to others with a smile that the young man wanted to vomit. Finally, he found the toilet, opened one of them, pushed Yang Le in, and followed Go in, "You can throw up."

Yang Le almost rolled his eyes and passed out!He was almost smothered to death!

What did he do wrong to be treated like this? !

Taking advantage of Yang Le's smoothness, Jiang Huating observed his aura and appearance.

It was too dark yesterday, and I couldn't see Yang Le's face clearly, but I felt that I would still have contact with this young man, so I said those words.

Yang Le was still debating whether to invite a great god or a teacher, and the next second he heard Jiang Huating say: "Did something happen to your family?"

Yang Le almost didn't bring it up, "How do you know?! Ah yes! You are a master! Great God! It's not surprising that you know.

Jiang Huating, "...Actually, I'm just a doctor..."

Yang Le had an expression that I understood, "I know, it's not easy to move around in Jianghu with the identity of a master. I can understand that you use the identity of a doctor to cover up, I understand! I understand!"

Jiang Huating raised his eyebrows, "You have changed a lot."

He remembered that Yang Le was a talkative, arrogant, ignorant, um, a little arrogant, and a young man who didn't believe in superstitions.

Hearing Jiang Huating's emotion, Yang Le smiled wryly, "If you don't change it, you will offend others."

If he offends people again, those people will not tolerate him again because of his family background.

It was also because of this incident that he realized that he was actually not as great as he imagined.

Jiang Huating observed carefully, and said, "I see that you don't look like a poor person. Although the future will not be smooth sailing, it will be better than ordinary people..." To put it bluntly, it is Zhongfuge's face.

But the air of poverty that haunts him now, I don't know if it has been entangled for a long time, and Zhongfuge has fallen in the direction of Xiaofu.

Although the facial appearance will change, it is not likely that this kind of fate will change so quickly.

Then, it can only be...artificial.

So, it's time for him to do justice for the heavens!

"Go! Let's visit your house!"

With a bang, Jiang Huating pushed open the door, just in time to see the cleaning lady standing outside the door!

Jiang Huating, "..."

"Why didn't you leave?" Yang Le didn't know why.

Yang Le pushed Jiang Huating away, saw the aunt looking at him in shock, and explained almost subconsciously, "Actually, we

The aunt hurriedly packed her tools and ran away as if flying!

"No need to explain! I'm already old enough to understand!"

Jiang Huating, "..."

Yang Le, "..."

Author's gossip: Jiang Huating: Well, I actually can't see clearly except Yin Qiu~