Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 582 Building a Hospital for Baishi Village?

After paying the money, everyone left separately.

In the infirmary, only Zhang Fan and Han Jing were left.

"Brother Xiaofan, you are really amazing."

"Twenty or thirty patients, I only saw three or four in one morning, but you are good, and they were all taken care of in one afternoon."

"There is also Naqihuang Thirteen Needles, is it really that powerful?"

After everyone left, Han Jing turned into Zhang Fan's little fan girl and looked at Zhang Fan with admiration.

"Qihuang Thirteen Needles are in the same line as Zhu You, but they are not the same."

"Compared to Zhu You's deceitful method, Qihuang is more real. One thirteen needles can basically cure most diseases."

"It's really amazing."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing very seriously.

He hoped that Han Jing could also learn this set of acupuncture techniques.

Not only can it reduce the frequency of Zhang Fan coming to the infirmary to help, but it can also allow Han Jing to improve herself.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"I want to learn too."

"In the future, I also want to be as powerful as Brother Xiaofan."

Han Jing said very excitedly.

"Okay! I'll teach you."

Zhang Fan smiled, and took out the silver needle he had collected.

"You have been studying Chinese medicine all along, but the infirmary is a combination of Chinese medicine and Western medicine after all, so this is the first time I teach you how to perform acupuncture."

"Basic techniques, you have to remember."

Zhang Fan held up a silver needle with two fingers, showing Han Jing a demonstration.

"Is that right?"

Han Jing drew a ladle according to the gourd painting, and pinched the needles according to Zhang Fan's posture.

It just looks a little awkward.

"No, it should be like this. The silver needle landed in the gap between the two fingers, pinching two-thirds of it."

Zhang Fan smiled, held Han Jing's jade hand, and moved the position of the silver needle a few points between Han Jing's fingers.

Immediately it seemed more appropriate.

Feeling the warmth from the back of her hand, Han Jingqiao's face was blushing.

His gaze fell on Zhang Fan involuntarily, with a smile in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something inappropriate?"

Looking at Han Jing's gaze, Zhang Fan showed suspicion.

What does this girl see herself doing?
"Ah? No, it's okay, I... I'm listening, you, you continue to teach me, I'm serious about learning."

Han Jing faltered.

Her pretty face, which was already blushing, was even redder now.

It looks like a ripe peach, and water can be squeezed out.

"Okay! Then I'll continue, listen carefully."

Zhang Fan didn't know what Han Jing was thinking, he just felt that this girl suddenly became weird.

"Ok!"

Han Jing nodded obediently.

Zhang Fan stood up, walked to the mannequin in the infirmary, and said, "You have to remember the posture of holding the silver needle. Next, I will teach you how to perform the needle."

It doesn't matter whether you can hold the silver needle correctly.

a thousand reader with a thousand hamurate.

It's not that if you hold silver needles well, your medical skills will be good, but your acupuncture techniques will be powerful.

Acupuncture points are correct and acupuncture techniques are perfect, which is the most important thing.

Each acupuncture point is marked on the human body model.

Han Jing stays in the infirmary every day, so she has long been familiar with the above acupuncture points.

With a perfect foundation, Zhang Fan believes that Han Jing should be able to get started quickly.

"Look, Renzhong, Shaoshang, these two acupoints, when the Qihuang thirteen needles are used, only one-sixth of them can be injected."

"But Yinbai, Lingliang, these two places are different. When dropping the needle, you need to drop two-thirds of it."

Zhang Fan held Han Jing's hand and taught him hand in hand.

And every time the needle is dropped, Zhang Fan will give a detailed explanation of the depth.

Han Jing nodded with a half understanding.

"Okay, you should try these four stitches first."

Learning now and selling now is the best way to remember.

"First among the people, then the Shaoshang, one-sixth of the needles."

Han Jing remembered what Zhang Fan said, and at the same time performed the needle injection according to Zhang Fan's request.

"The needle is crooked."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing dumbfounded, stood behind her, held Han Jing's hand again, and straightened the falling silver needle.

"The needle should be straight."

Zhang Fan reminded.

"I'm holding you, you continue to drop the needle."

Zhang Fan didn't intend to let go, but the strength of grabbing Han Jingyu's hand was much less.

"Ah."

Han Jing's voice was so weak that it was almost undetectable.

The blushing pretty face was hot at the moment.

If it weren't for Zhang Fan and Han Jing who were almost face to face, he might not have heard what the other party said.

Han Jing led Zhang Fan's hand and dropped the needle steadily.

"That's good. Among the people and the few businessmen, it's going well. You've already achieved one-sixth of success."

Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

He could feel that Han Jing's breathing had become a little short at the moment.

Realizing that this pose was too intimate, Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly, quickly let go of his hands, and stood a little further away.

"Brother Xiaofan, you... why did you let go?"

Han Jing asked suspiciously.

She felt that she seemed to like this feeling quite a bit.

Especially the feeling of being held by Zhang Fan, as if two people were holding hands.

"what?"

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her hand again.

Continue to drop the needle.

The whole process lasted a full hour.

It was completely dark outside the infirmary.

Only then did Zhang Fan say: "Let's go, let's go home, I'll teach you the rest, my sister-in-law and the others must have prepared meals for us."

"it is good!"

Han Jing obediently agreed, tidied up the infirmary, and locked the door with the key.

Then they left with Zhang Fan.

On the way back to the villa.

Han Jing was as shy as a young girl who had just left the pavilion, silently following behind Zhang Fan without saying a word.

If it wasn't for the dark night, Zhang Fan would definitely be able to see Han Jing's blushing pretty face.

Thinking of the hour alone with Zhang Fan just now, she felt sweet and shy in her heart.

If possible, she really hoped that Zhang Fan could come to the infirmary every day in the future.

Accompany her and teach her medical skills.

"Quiet!"

Zhang Fan stopped suddenly and asked in confusion, "Why are you always behind me? Stand beside me."

"Oh!"

Han Jing nodded dully, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Fan, and walked slowly towards the villa.

"Jingjing, do you have any classmates who study medicine?"

Zhang Fan asked.

He stayed in the infirmary all afternoon, and this idea came to his mind.

Regardless of whether it is midwinter or scorching summer, in fact, there will be many people who come to see the doctor.

Today's twenty or thirty patients are not accidental at all.

In the future, there may be more and more patients coming to Baishi Village to see a doctor.

Relying on Han Jing alone, she must be too busy.

Zhang Fan has other things to deal with every day, and he can come to help out when he has nothing to do. Once there is something to do, he has no spare time.

Building a hospital and recruiting staff at the same time is the solution to the problem.

"Ah? Brother Xiaofan, are you going to fire me?"

Han Jing's face suddenly showed a touch of panic, and she asked in fear.

"Fire you?"

"Why did you fire you?"

Zhang Fan obviously didn't keep up with Han Jing's imagination, but instead looked confused.

"Then why are you hiring doctors? Isn't it because I'm not good enough?"

Han Jing asked suspiciously.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing dumbfounded, and said seriously, "I just don't want you to guard the infirmary alone. Once there are too many patients, you will be overwhelmed and exhausted every day."

"What's more, I also want to build a hospital in Baishi Village. Of course, I need manpower."

"If you have classmates who study medicine, ask them if they would like to come to Baishi Village."

Zhang Fan explained seriously.

Only then did Han Jing show a hint of bewilderment.

"This... I can ask."

Han Jing couldn't guarantee it either.

Naturally, she has a classmate who studies medicine, but after graduation, whether she will become a doctor is still unknown.

"Well! After the hospital is established, you will be the director of our Baishi Village Hospital."

"How is it? Are you happy?"

Zhang Fan gently scratched Han Jing's nose.

"Me? Dean?"

Han Jing stared blankly at Zhang Fan, her dark and charming eyes looked very complicated.

Even Zhang Fan couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"What? Don't want to?"

Zhang Fan asked back with a smile.

Although he is only the dean of Baishi Village Hospital, he is still a dean after all.

If you were a normal person, you should be more or less excited, right?

What is Han Jing's expression?
Confused?
"No, no, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to do it myself."

Han Jing's head shook like a rattle, even if it was just the dean of Baishi Village, of course she was willing.

However, the higher the position, the greater the responsibility, and the stronger the ability needs to be.

Moreover, saving lives is a matter of life and death, and she was afraid that she was not qualified.

"I said you can do it, then you can do it!"

"From now on, you will be the director of Baishi Village Hospital."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing with a smile.

He is also happy for Han Jing.

speak up.

There are so many women around him, and everyone shines in their own positions.

Su Rong manages the hot spring villa, Wan Qian manages the Huairen Hall, Yao Linna manages the herbal plantation, and Chang Jinxuan is the head of the village.

Each of them has a heavy responsibility.

Only Han Jing is still guarding the small infirmary.

Establishing a hospital to benefit the villagers can also allow Han Jing to find her own position.

"Okay, okay, what Brother Xiaofan says, that's what it is."

Han Jing nodded obediently, and there was some longing in her heart.

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to say anything.

She put her arms around Zhang Fan's arm and looked at Zhang Fan with admiration.

Not only like a little girl, but also like Zhang Fan's little wife.

Be there, bouncing around.

The two returned to the villa.

Sure enough, it wasn't just the food that Wan Qian and Su Rong brought to the table.

Even Yao Linna, Chang Jinxuan, and Yao Linwan were already sitting and waiting for them.

"Huh? Jingjing actually came back with Xiaofan?"

"No! Why do I feel that Jing Jing is a little abnormally happy?"

"There must be something tricky, Xiao Fan, tell me honestly, what did you take Jing Jing to do? Make her so happy."

As soon as Zhang Fan and Han Jing entered the room, they were spotted by Su Rong and Wan Qian.

It was Han Jing's happiness, it was all written on her face, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

Zhang Fan and Han Jing washed their hands and sat down at the dining table.

Then he told everyone that he planned to build a hospital in Baishi Village.

(End of this chapter)