fierce wife [medical way]

Although the first day he came to the Qingxintang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, he didn't get the attention of Mr. Zhao and the two students, but he didn't feel discouraged. He doesn't need others to look at him now, as long as he does his job well. .

He didn't know the way to the second floor, so he asked the nurse. The people here seemed very enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact, he didn't dare to learn more about their real side.

He knocked on the door of room 203 on the second floor, and a low voice responded from inside: "Come in."

Xu Xiaoming slowly opened the door, and when he looked into his eyes, he saw the person on the bed sitting and drinking water. It was indeed the patient he had seen last week. His complexion was obviously better than last week, Xu Xiaoming asked with a smile :"Do you remember me?"

The other party was obviously a little surprised to see Xu Xiaoming, but he quickly recovered and looked very happy: "You are the young man I met last week. I thought I would never have the chance to see you again."

Standing beside him, Xu Xiaoming said unhurriedly: "If we are destined, we will meet each other. To see you today means that we are destined."

The patient smiled lightly: "Yes, my name is Rao Pingyang, what's the little doctor's name?"

Xu Xiaoming hasn't heard the title doctor for a long time. It feels a little strange and familiar at the same time. Thinking of the current situation, he smiled shyly: "I can't be called a doctor here. My name is Xu Xiaoming. How do you feel now?" So, is the medicine also fried according to my prescription?"

Rao Pingyang said: "Doctor Zhao told me that there is nothing wrong with the prescription you prescribed. I drank it for a few days, and now I feel much better. I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age."

Xu Xiaoming said sincerely: "My master taught this. However, since you are fine, why don't you go home to recuperate."

The topic continued to turn to Rao Pingyang, who smiled bitterly and said, "I'm alone at home with no one to take care of me. My friend forced me to live in the hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was opened, and a strong man with a cropped head came in. What didn't match his figure was that his clothes really didn't match his figure. It's not casual clothes, but a suit.

This summer, although Xu Xiaoming, an ancient who hasn't been in this world for a long time, doesn't know how to look good with modern clothes, he also knows that he wears them a lot.

"Hey, I'm so hot." The man took off his coat as soon as he entered the door, and muttered, "That crazy leader actually wants us to wear suits to meet clients. It's so hot in summer that we're not going to get heatstroke!"

Rao Pingyang said to the man: "Brother Qiang, are you talking about the leader you saw downstairs this morning?"

It turned out that this man was called Brother Qiang, and Xu Xiaoming thought that this name really matched him.

The man noticed Xu Xiaoming, frowned and asked, "Yeah, I don't know why he is downstairs. Who is this kid, I don't remember you knowing anyone else here."

Rao Pingyang introduced: "This is the doctor who prescribed the prescription for me. He prescribed the medicine I've been drinking for the past few days. Thanks to him, my energy is much better now."

Brother Qiang immediately showed two rows of white teeth to Xu Xiaoming: "So you are a doctor, but you look really young."

Xu Xiaoming smiled and said, "Hehe." He is indeed younger.

Rao Pingyang said: "Brother Qiang, you see that the doctor is here, so I don't need to stay in the hospital."

Brother Qiang shook his head, and said seriously: "That's not okay, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, stay for two more days, and if you get better, you can live in my house."

Although he doesn't know their usual income, Xu Xiaoming still knows that the hospitalization fee is quite expensive now. He persuaded him: "Mr. Rao, in fact, you don't need to be hospitalized for your illness. It's good to go home and recuperate. If you don't know how to make medicine, I will I can write down the steps for you to take home."

Rao Pingyang is naturally willing, the hospitalization fee of Qingxintang is really expensive, and living here every day is boring, so now he looks at Brother Qiang: "Brother Qiang, the little doctor said there is no problem, then there must be no problem, Just let me go back to live."

Brother Qiang didn't seem to believe Xu Xiaoming's words. He looked Xu Xiaoming up and down and said, "Can you really believe what he said?"

Seeing him being so straightforward, Rao Pingyang chuckled and said: "Brother Qiang, I really didn't just find someone to lie to you, he was just a little younger, didn't I tell you everything that Qingxintang asked me to do that day, he is the right one. The one who explained the condition most accurately."

Brother Qiang thought for a while before nodding and said: "Okay, I will trust you for now, Pingyang, you know that your trust level is not so high anymore."

Rao Pingyang lowered his head, then raised his head and said: "I know, I will treat everything very sincerely and seriously in the future."

Brother Qiang hugged his chest and said, "You should take care of your own body first."

Rao Pingyang nodded, and then said to Xu Xiaoming: "Little doctor, can you leave me a phone number, can you? If I don't understand, I will ask you for advice. I also want my own health to get better soon."

Both he and Xu Xiaoming knew the cause of the disease, Rao Pingyang didn't say it clearly for the sake of face, and Xu Xiaoming didn't say much.

For Xu Xiaoming, it is a pleasant thing for the patient to believe in himself. He nodded, then took out his old Nokia and said: "Then you enter your number on it, and then enter your name Well, I don't quite understand that... pinyin." Xu Xiaoming smiled awkwardly.

Rao Pingyang took his mobile phone and said, "You came back from studying abroad, you don't even know pinyin."

Xu Xiaoming said: "That's right, hehe." The number of these hehes became more and more as they chatted.

After losing, Rao Pingyang used his mobile phone to call his own number, and after both parties saved it, Brother Qiang, who was watching the process from the side, heaved a sigh of relief.

Brother Qiang said: "In this case, I will go through the discharge procedures now."

Rao Pingyang couldn't be happier to leave the hospital. After Brother Qiang left, Rao Pingyang said: "Little doctor, then I'll leave today. I'll call you if I have any questions."

Xu Xiaoming said: "Okay, then do you want to rest first, I'll go back and do other things."

Rao Pingyang originally wanted to say something more to Xu Xiaoming, but thinking that the other party was not very familiar with him, he nodded and let Xu Xiaoming leave.

Xu Xiaoming was very happy to bid farewell to his first patient.

However, when he got to the first floor, he saw a large number of people walking around. For some reason, he thought not to meddle in other people's business, so he went back to his small medicine storehouse. He brought in his own backpack and continued to organize his medicine storehouse and register it.Here, he can regain the feeling of being a master's little drug boy in the first place.

Fifteen minutes after the off-duty time, he realized that it was time to call it a day.

After closing the door of the medicine storehouse, he went to the nearby research room to say goodbye to Mr. Zhao, but there was no one there, so he took his backpack and prepared to go back.

When he walked to the door, he heard the little administrative girl chatting with other nurses while packing things: "Ms. Zhao is very busy today."

The little nurse said: "What's going on in the afternoon, why is there such a big commotion."

The administrative girl said: "It seems to be a misdiagnosis or something. After the medicine was prescribed, the patient's condition worsened, and the family members made a fuss."

The little nurse said, "How could Mr. Zhao make such a mistake?"

The administrative girl said, "It's not Mr. Zhao, it's Mr. Zhao's student."

They drifted away, Xu Xiaoming frowned and didn't know whether to leave now or not.Thinking about the matter of human life, Xu Xiaoming, who was about to walk out of the clinic, turned back again, and walked towards the patient's ward this afternoon.

The matter had obviously been suppressed, and the outside of the ward was quiet, with only one or two family members sitting outside. It is estimated that Teacher Zhao personally resolved the matter.

Xu Xiaoming didn't know where Mr. Zhao's office was yet, and was about to leave again. This time, he saw Mr. Zhao and another old man walking in his direction.

Xu Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and called out respectfully: "Teacher Zhao."

Seeing the well-behaved Xu Xiaoming, Zhao Zheng, who was so angry with his two students, put his arms around Xu Xiaoming's shoulders and said, "Old Xu, this is my new assistant. You might as well let the little problem of your kid's friend go." Let him take a look, if it doesn’t work, I’ll take a look in person, how about it.”

Old Xu is the old man next to Zhao Zheng. He is obviously ten years older than Zhao Zheng. He smiled kindly: "Didn't I just tell you that the disease has plagued that child for more than 20 years. How could this young child It can be seen, and the disease has not been cured after all these years."

Zhao Zheng looked at Xu Xiaoming, and said to Old Xu seriously: "Don't look at this child's young age, don't you believe my vision?"

Old Xu squinted his eyes to look at Xu Xiaoming and said, "Forget it, seeing how persistent you are, I'll take him away."

Zhao Zheng said: "I don't understand which child needs you to come to me in person."

Old Xu said: "Let's talk about it after a while. I am old and feel uncomfortable when I come out. I will go first."

Zhao Zheng said: "You are really..."

Xu Xiaoming, who kept silent all this time, was just taken away by this old man named Lao Xu. He obviously wanted to go home just now. After being pushed into a luxurious and low-key private car, Xu Xiaoming remembered that he didn't tell Teacher Zhao. goodbye.

Xu Xiaoming knew that the old man was an acquaintance of Teacher Zhao, but he was off work now...

"Mister..." Xu Xiaoming said helplessly.

Old Xu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It looks very thin, but you still have muscles, not bad."

This point must be a thousand miles away, Xu Xiaoming said: "Mr., where are we going here? I have to go to work tomorrow."

Old Xu said: "Naturally let my grandson take you to see a doctor for his good friend."

Speaking of the patient, Xu Xiaoming was attracted to him: "Then what kind of disease is the patient?"

Old Xu said: "It's hard for me to say, it's almost here, and they will pick you up later."

Next, Lao Xu half-closed his eyes and fell asleep, while Xu Xiaoming looked out the window boredly.

Ten minutes later, Lao Xu put him down in the car, and then he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road, and two men got out of it.

Old Xu sat in the car and said to Xu Xiaoming: "Child, that's the one, go and have a look."

The two men who got out of the car to pick them up were He Zhendong, who was complaining nonstop just now, and Qin Jianyu, who was unlucky today.

Xu Xiaoming turned his head and saw the two people, so after Old Xu waved his hand to signal to leave, Xu Xiaoming looked straight at Qin Jianyu and said, "Sir, if you are sick, you must be treated."

If the guess is correct, it is to cure this bad-tempered and arrogant man's foot smell...

Qin Jianyu's face, which was already stinky, became even more stinky.

This stinky boy!