fierce wife [medical way]

Back at Qingxintang Clinic, Xu Xiaoming continued his work in the medicine storehouse, sorting out uncollected and messed up medicinal materials.

After less than an hour of work, Xu Xiaoming was called by Zhao Zheng to help in the laboratory: "Xiaoming, stop your work and come to the laboratory to help me."

Xu Xiaoming said, "Okay, Teacher Zhao."

In fact, what I did in the laboratory was very simple, that was to feed the mice with the black juice that Zhao Zheng had trained before. Although he didn't ask, Xu Xiaoming also knew that Zhao Zheng was using the mice to test the medicine.

When feeding the mice with medicine, it is natural to observe their daily conditions. The mice that Xu Xiaoming was feeding yesterday were not very energetic today, and looked sluggish. It seems that there is something wrong with the medicine.

Xu Xiaoming, who put on his white uniform from yesterday, recorded what he saw. Since he was a child, he has inspected countless animals and used mice to test medicines. This job is not difficult for him. .

I checked the body of the little white mouse from the beginning to the end, and found that the little white mouse didn't have much life span.

Seeing that the little white mouse was about to die, Xu Xiaoming said to Zhao Zheng: "Mr. Zhao, this little white mouse probably won't survive today. Do you need to record it?"

Zhao Zheng, who was busy looking at the results of yesterday's experiment, immediately raised his head when he heard Xu Xiaoming's plain words. He didn't know how long the mice could live. How could he know so well.

Zhao Zheng pushed his eyes hanging on the bridge of his nose and asked, "How are you sure it won't survive today?"

It may not be good to tell this kind of experience based on experience, but Teacher Zhao probably doesn't matter, so Xu Xiaoming said: "I used to test medicine with white mice, and I can see its physical condition from their changes over time. "

The white mice of his time were actually no different from the modern ones, they still had the same structure.

Zhao Zheng asked: "Your master is testing medicine, can you help?"

It is not wrong to understand it this way, but in most cases, the master is just guiding from the sidelines, and the things are done by himself, and the medicines and pills are also prepared by himself.

Afraid that Zhao Zheng didn't believe that he could make the pills himself, Xu Xiaoming nodded: "Yes, the experience I got when I was helping."

With such experience, it was a great help to Zhao Zheng. The two students who were driven back to school by him needed to take blood samples for the mice to be tested every day. Now Xu Xiaoming can understand it with the naked eye. who can use.

Zhao Zheng said: "Remember the code name of the little white mouse, and I will tell you the corresponding medicine for the little white mouse later."

Xu Xiaoming said, "Okay, Mr. Zhao, will I feed the mice the medicine from now on?"

Zhao Zheng walked up to him, and at the same time, he held a bottle of potion in his hand, pointed to the four mice that Xu Xiaoming had fed the medicine just now, and said: "The potion in my hand was newly developed by me recently. There are many unstable factors, and it is not planned to be launched on the market for the time being, and you can also see that there are still mice living here, so you know that there are still problems with the ingredients in it.”

Xu Xiaoming took the potion in his hand, opened the lid, smelled it, and said, "Mr. Zhao, what does this potion cure?"

Zhao Zheng said: "It is mainly for treating rheumatoid arthritis."

Seeing that the overfed mice were dying, Xu Xiaoming didn't intend to try it. There was a big problem with this potion. Since Mr. Zhao would not put it in for the time being, he didn't make any suggestions for the time being, mainly because he didn't know much about it. Understand Zhao's thoughts.

There is always a shortage of medicines for rheumatoid arthritis, but there are very few that can cure them. Most of the medicines are short-term relief. Xu Xiaoming now decides to figure out the situation by himself before trying to find a way to continue making his pills.

Xu Xiaoming said, "I understand."

Zhao Zheng said: "Now the lab is short of manpower, you can also help feed the mice for the time being, and the matter of the medicine store can also be temporarily postponed, and you can organize it after replenishing the medicinal materials." Too many details Zhao Zheng does not intend to tell Xu Xiaoming for the time being.

After understanding Zhao Zheng's arrangement, Xu Xiaoming continued to observe the situation of the mice, and recorded their reactions in the notebook. In fact, he had doubts. The medicine for treating rheumatoid arthritis was of no use to the mice. .

However, this is not a medicine that has no problems, and it cannot be used by humans for the time being. If there is an accident, you must bear the responsibility. Using the current words is a crime, which seems a bit serious.

However, with his current status, there is no need to say too much, Mr. Zhao has not had him for the time being.

After today's work task was assigned to him, it made him have other ideas. In the future, he must have his own clinic and use all his under-the-box knowledge. He wants to be a doctor on his own.

Right now, the most important thing is to make enough living expenses.

Feeding the mice with medicine is not an easy task. Xu Xiaoming spends most of his morning dealing with the mice.

There are many well-known Chinese medicine practitioners here in Qingxintang. When it is not necessary, Zhao Zheng basically stays in his laboratory to do research. Occasionally, some old Chinese medicine practitioners will come to discuss the patient's condition and medication with him.

Xu Xiaoming will hear the process and results of their discussion. Zhao Zheng's knowledge is indeed rich, but Xu Xiaoming thinks that some medicines can be used more simply.Of course, Xu Xiaoming would not speak out unless necessary.

In the afternoon, another old Chinese doctor came in. He smiled and said, "Old Zhao, you have a young man here again."

Zhao Zheng put down the things in his hands to greet him, and said: "Hey, you know I can't be too busy. It's not like you have so many people under you, and they can't be used up."

The old Chinese doctor stroked his beard and smiled: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If I can't use it up, I still run to you every day. You have no one because of your high vision!"

Zhao Zheng sighed and said, "As you get older, you become more and more inaccurate in judging people."

Xu Xiaoming looked up and saw that his head was black and shiny, then he lowered his head and continued to clean up the concoction poured on the table. Teacher Zhao was too good at opening his eyes and talking nonsense.The two students who were turned back to school were mainly because they lost their way.

The old Chinese doctor said, "Hey, old Zhao. What do you think of the matter they mentioned that day?"

The relaxed expression on Zhao Zheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he patted the table and said: "It's not up to me to make decisions about Qingxintang, but I can still take a look at the prescription first, and give them the result next week .”

The old Chinese doctor continued to stroke his beard: "Aren't you modest? If you mess up something that can't even be decided, Qingxintang doesn't have to do it anymore." Are there still few medicines sold in the name of Zhao Zheng all over the country?

Zhao Zheng is definitely a little humble.

However, in this matter, he is still a little conservative. After all, the partner of cooperation is not as simple as he imagined, not an ordinary investor. If something goes wrong, it will lose half of Qingxintang.

In addition to being a Chinese medicine doctor, he is also a person who needs to think, and Qingxintang has been with him for half of his life.

Xu Xiaoming didn't pay much attention to their chat. Not long after, the old Chinese doctor left, and Zhao Zheng was left sitting in his seat staring at the piece of paper in front of him, probably the formula they just mentioned.

This must be a secret. When Xu Xiaoming passed by his desk to pick up things, he always walked around it. In fact, it was unnecessary.

Zhao Zheng was meditating over there, but Xu Xiaoming received a call from Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian called for two reasons. One was that he was concerned about him not coming home for two days, and the other was to ask him if he was free at night and to discuss something with him. Xu Xiaoming guessed that it might be to discuss the matter of the porridge shop.

He's been too busy these days, so he didn't call Brother Zhou. It's his fault. It's always bad to make the other party worry.

I still remember that when he first came here, the other party said that his neighbor had grown his hair so long, as if he hadn’t been out for several months. When Xu Xiaoming saw him for the first time, he was forced by him to lose that long hair. hair.

His hair was of good quality, and the haircutter wanted to keep it in the shop, but Xu Xiaoming strongly urged him to take it back. He probably would never have such long hair again in the future, so he kept it at home as a souvenir. A man who commemorates his past and proves that he does not belong to this era.

All in all, for Xu Xiaoming, Zhou Tian is a friend that cannot be ignored. When he was very helpless, the other party pulled him by the hand and offered him a job. No matter what, this feeling cannot be forgotten.

Xu Xiaoming immediately agreed to the meeting at night.

He didn't forget to tell Qin Jianyu that he would come to his house late at night.

It just so happened that Qin Jianyu was going out for dinner at night, and Xu Xiaoming was also happy and relaxed, so he didn't need to explain other things.

Qin Jianyu made an appointment with Xu Xiaoming to pick him up at his home at eight o'clock in the evening.

After returning home from get off work, Xu Xiaoming naturally ate that dinner with Zhou Tian.

As Xu Xiaoming expected, the thing he was going to discuss with him on Sunday night was opening a medicine porridge shop. Presumably, the calmness of the past few days has given him a clue.

Opening a breakfast shop according to the previous form can last for a long time, but it will not make money. Now he needs a longer-term road to support his shop to survive.

After finishing the meal, Xu Xiaoming asked, "Brother Zhou, are you sure you want to open a medicine porridge shop?"

Zhou Tian took out a stack of materials and said: "Of course, these are the materials I have collected in the past few days. You must know that the housing prices here are not high, and more and more people are buying and renting houses here. The company is also opened nearby. Before there are many stores here, I will start by myself. The store is my own, so it’s good to save the rent. You don’t have to think about funds, but there are some things you can do. To help my brother."

Xu Xiaoming was not stupid, so he asked, "You mean the medicine dispensing?"

Zhou Tian patted Xu Xiaoming on the shoulder: "Smart, what you need is the corresponding effect of each kind of porridge. Of course, brother will not treat you badly, and you will share half of the income."

Xu Xiaoming knew that Zhou Tian was generous, so he didn't hesitate, so he said, "Then when do you plan to start?"

Zhou Tian said: "We can invite people to start decorating the store this week. If the business is still good, then we will consider expanding the store or operating it in other forms."

Xu Xiaoming said: "Brother Zhou really has a good idea, but I don't have any business acumen."

Zhou Tian said: "No, you are very powerful."

Xu Xiaoming said: "Forget it, Brother Zhou. This week I will write down the ingredients and efficacy of the medicine, and then I will teach you how to cook it and what kind of pot to use."

Zhou Tian said: "Look, you're still the best, you even pay attention to pots."

The two laughed, it was really boring to flatter each other, just when they were going to continue discussing other issues, Xu Xiaoming's old cell phone rang.

Xu Xiaoming answered the phone unnaturally: "... Hello."

Qin Jianyu at the other end said lazily: "Xu Xiaoming, I'm downstairs at your house, packed up my things and followed me back."

Xu Xiaoming responded, "Oh."

Then hang up the phone.

Qin Jianyu: "..." He was the first person who answered the phone and hung up after saying only one word!

Damn little doctor!

After Xu Xiaoming hung up the phone, he left the house with Zhou Tian's reminder. His usual change of clothes was in his backpack.

In less than 5 minutes, he got into Qin Jianyu's car, and when he turned his face, he saw that the other party's expression was not very good.

Xu Xiaoming guessed: "Mr. Qin, you didn't have dinner tonight, did you?"

Qin Jianyu's mood improved slightly and he said, "Well, I didn't eat."

Xu Xiaoming stopped talking.

Qin Jianyu turned his head and stared at him: "Don't you ask me why I didn't eat, and don't you plan to go home and help me do it?"

Xu Xiaoming said flatly: "Mr. Qin, you should learn to be independent when you are such an adult. Don't keep thinking about me or others cooking for you."

No need to ask again, Qin Jianyu also knows that Xu Xiaoming is just lazy and doesn't want to cook for him!

Damn little doctor!

Half an hour later, they appeared in a restaurant.

Then, Xu Xiaoming met a competitor during the interview——Li Li.