My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 82
[082] Consultation

"Master Ye, this is the place. This is the best hospital in Yunzhou."

Ye Xuan looked up at the words "Yunzhou Baicao Hospital", and nodded in satisfaction.

Wang Biao bent down and said in a low voice: "You are not qualified to practice medicine. I paid a lot of money and bribed the dean here to set up a consultation space for you here!"

As he said that, Wang Biao was a little bit pained. In order to buy this qualification to practice medicine, he paid the dean a full 1000 million.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ye Xuan spit out three simple words, but Wang Biao shook his head excitedly: "No hard work, no hard work, I should be able to serve the master."

Ye Xuan glanced at Wang Biao, looked at Wang Biao a little bit, and then slowly said: "For the sake of your dedication, I will show you a way out."

Wang Biao trembled excitedly: "Master, tell me."

"You are not stupid, and you are flexible. There is a piece of land on West Street, which is a treasure of geomantic omen. You use the remaining money to buy it and run a high-end hotel. I guarantee that you will be rich and honored in the rest of your life." Ye Xuan said casually .

Hearing this, Wang Biao was overjoyed, he had no doubts about Ye Xuan's words.

Later, Wang Biao bought land on West Street according to Ye Xuan's words. Soon, the municipal government divided it into a new economic development zone, which happened to include the place Wang Biao bought. Overnight, Wang Biao's assets more than doubled by more than ten times.Of course, this is all for later, so let's not mention it for now.

The consulting room is very spacious, and there are already three auscultologists sitting in it.

A 60-something-year-old well-known old Chinese doctor in Kunming City is well-known.

There are also two western doctors in their 40s, a man and a woman.

Ye Xuan's clinic was in a small corner, which looked extremely inconspicuous.

He didn't care either, for him, practicing medicine was a process of getting married.

Those who are destined will not miss it, and those who are not destined should not force it.

Ye Xuan went straight to his consultation seat, sat down, and waited for the patient to come.

This move was seen by the three doctors, and they couldn't help but sneered at each other.

Ever since the dean added a clinic in the outpatient room, they have been asking who is this new doctor!

Baicao Hospital is extremely strict in the selection of doctors, especially the doctors in the outpatient department, not to mention one in a million, they are also the elites in the industry.

But seeing Ye Xuan so young, sitting with them, the three of them felt a little uncomfortable.

The female western doctor Song Xi spoke first: "This newcomer is a bit young, he is not an intern at the medical school, is he?"

Xu Wei, a male western doctor, shook his head: "I think it should be a relative of the leader, but I heard..."

Xu Wei deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the dean paid money to let this kid come to be an outpatient doctor. It's actually an embroidered pillow."

"Ahem..." Old Chinese doctor Meng suddenly said seriously, "Xiao Xu, Xiao Song, be careful when you say such things!"

The two panicked and shut up immediately. After a while, Song Xi couldn't help but said: "Uncle Meng, you are the only Chinese medicine doctor in our outpatient department, and now the director has arranged for another one to come over. You are still so young, are you willing?"

The old man Meng smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, my old Meng has been practicing medicine for 40 years, and I rely on real talents and hard work. This is well-known, and I am afraid of a young man?"

"That's true." The two nodded: "I don't think that kid has any skills."

"Hehe." Hearing this, Old Man Meng smiled and said no more.

Sure enough, all morning, everyone who saw Chinese medicine went straight to old man Meng. As for Ye Xuan, he was completely ignored.

Ye Xuan wasn't angry at all, and he talked about fate when he saw a doctor. It can't be that people don't want to, so you have to force the treatment.

Leisurely, Ye Xuan crossed his legs, drank tea, checked the news, and the whole morning passed.

In the afternoon, the number of people gradually decreased, and Ye Xuan was about to leave when suddenly, an old woman in her fifties rushed over with her two or three-year-old child in her arms.

"Doctor Song, Doctor Xu, I have finished taking the medicine prescribed last time. The child's condition has not improved, but has worsened." The old woman said anxiously.

Hearing this, Song Xi and Xu Wei were also a little puzzled. The child had a severe fever, was still sweating, had a sore and swollen throat, and coughed from time to time. It was obviously a wind-heat cold caused by autumn.

They prescribed some regular medicines, such as Pediatric Resuqing Granules and Pediatric Ganmao Granules. It is reasonable to say that it has been three days, and even if it is not cured, it should be greatly improved.

"Yesterday, the child fell asleep after eating the goose meat. At [-]:[-] o'clock at night, he complained of cold and hot, tossing and turning, coughing for the whole night." The old woman choked up with sobs:

"His parents are working out of town, and this child is the treasure of our family. Seeing him suffering, I wish I could bear the pain for him."

These words made Song Xi and Xu Wei even more ashamed. They couldn't help but look at old man Meng and said respectfully:

"Uncle Meng, you are a master of traditional Chinese medicine. You have practiced medicine for 40 years. Look at this child..."

"exactly."

At this time, the old woman also remembered that old man Meng is a well-known old Chinese doctor in the whole Kunming City, and quickly said: "Doctor Meng, please take a look, what happened to my grandson."

"Don't panic, don't panic!"

Old man Meng twirled his beard, narrowed his eyes, and looked calm.

This aura instantly settled the old woman's heart.

He looked at it for a while, took his pulse again, listened to his heartbeat, and said calmly: "It's okay, this child is weak, and he still has some inflammation. Can be cured."

The old woman was overjoyed: "Thank you, Dr. Meng, thank you, Dr. Meng."

Old man Meng turned around, and went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine. Ye Xuan's eyes were sharp, he glanced at the medicine that old man Meng grabbed, and frowned slightly.

He didn't want to be nosy at first, but the child was innocent, so he couldn't help but said: "If you drink this conditioning medicine, the child may not be able to see the sun tomorrow."

At this time, old man Meng had packed the medicine and came out. Hearing Ye Xuan's words, his face was flushed:

"You young man, how can you talk nonsense? How can I harm this child if healers are parents."

Ye Xuan said: "If you are harmful to others, it's okay. I'm afraid that quack doctors are in power, and they think they are healing and saving people when they are clearly hurting others."

Old man Meng immediately became angry and trembled all over.

Originally, he practiced medicine for more than 40 years and was well-known.He is an old Chinese medicine doctor in the entire outpatient department of Baicao Hospital, and the neighbors in the neighborhood also recognize him. This good leader arranged for a young Chinese medicine doctor to come over, and he felt slightly angry.

This anger was not purely for his own self-interest, but as an old doctor, he more or less knew how Ye Xuan got in.

In fact, old man Meng doesn’t care no matter whether you have given money or you are a related account, but generally related accounts are arranged to be interns or assistants, and you have never seen yourself in the clinic. This is simply a joke with the patient’s life!
Originally there was resentment in his heart, coupled with Ye Xuan's indifferent ridicule, he immediately erupted, patted the table, and shouted:
"You are young, what do you know about practicing medicine?"

(End of this chapter)