Forced to be involved, the cannon fodder female supporting role has won a lot of money in the era

Chapter 27: This disease is hard to talk about, Jiang Chunyu retreats in fright
Jiang Chunyu waved his hand and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go to the clinic."

These are all potential customers, how could she refuse!
But just looking at the bare frame on the back of Wang Chunmei's bicycle made Jiang Chunyu feel a pain in her butt.

She turned to look at Wang Chunmei, "Comrade Chunmei, I don't need you to pick you up. It's my duty to help you. I'll leave first."

It wasn't that Jiang Chunyu didn't want to ride a bicycle, but she wanted to take a turn to go to the supply and marketing cooperative.

The things she had stored in the supply and marketing cooperative could finally be taken out.

Zhang Xiaoyan was bored to eat melon seeds at the counter. When she saw Jiang Chunyu's eyes lit up, she threw the melon seeds away and waved hello.

"Big Jiang, Comrade Xiao Jiang, here."

Fortunately, she was smart and swallowed the master back.

She looked around, but luckily no one was staring at her.

Little did he know that everyone was lowering their heads to do their work and listening with their ears pricked up.

Zhang Xiaoyan asked the colleague next to her to help look at the counter, and then took Jiang Chunyu to Director Zhang's office.

Button button -

When Director Zhang saw that she was his niece, he clicked his tongue and said educationally, "Xiaoyan, how many times have I told you that it's best not to come to my office during the day."

"Ouch, uncle, isn't Master Jiang here?"

Zhang Xiaoyan opened the door and Jiang Chunyu was revealed behind her.

Director Zhang couldn't care less about his niece and immediately stood up to greet her.

"Please come in, please come in. We have been waiting for Dr. Jiang to come over for a long time."

After speaking, he turned to educate his niece, "If you speak without restraint, you will call me Dr. Jiang from now on."

Jiang Chunyu also nodded. It's better to be Dr. Jiang. In this era, you should be more cautious about what you call him. If something goes wrong, it may not necessarily be just one or two people.

Zhang Xiaoyan curled her lips.

After closing the door, he sat next to Jiang Chunyu.

She said excitedly, "Dr. Jiang, you are so amazing. I took the prescription you prescribed once and my problem of insomnia at night was solved. Compared with you, those doctors in the hospital are nothing."

Jiang Chunyu saw that Zhang Xiaoyan looked much better and her temper was not as bad as before.

"Take two more pills and I'll show you again then."

Director Zhang was a smart person and guessed the purpose of Jiang Chunyu's visit, so he turned around and ordered his niece.

"Xiaoyan, go to the warehouse and get the defective cloth from last time."

Zhang Xiaoyan had already reached the door and turned around suddenly, "Dr. Jiang, there is a red piece of cloth with defects this time. Do you want it?"

These days, there is no guarantee that you can buy red and green fabrics if you have a ticket.

Even defective cloths are snatched up by a lot of people at high prices. Who doesn't have a family member or relative who is planning a happy event?

As long as the fabric is free of charge, it will be out of stock.

Jiang Chunyu said excitedly, "Is it okay?"

Zhang Xiaoyan waved her hand generously, "What's the inconvenience? We will make everything more convenient for the supply and marketing cooperative."

This is true. After all, it is backed by a supply and marketing cooperative and has first-hand information about defective goods.

After Zhang Xiaoyan went out, Director Zhang rubbed his hands and looked at Jiang Chunyu from time to time.

But when Jiang Chunyu looked over, Director Zhang ducked and lowered his head again.

Jiang Chunyu doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, and he won't take the initiative to ask.

His eyes seemed to be in a daze, and his consciousness had drifted into the system to start signing in.

【drop!If you successfully sign in to the supply and marketing cooperative, you will receive an enamel water cup. 】

good stuff!
The enamel water cups of this era had a white background with the word "Happy" in red, surrounded by flowers, birds, fish and grass, which was festive and meant good luck.

The key is affordability. This large water cup can not only put hot water, but also sit on the stove and cook noodles. It is a must-have for home life. "Dr. Xiao Jiang."

Director Zhang struggled for a long time and couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Chunyu looked over and motioned for him to continue.

"Xiaoyan's illness can be cured, which shows that you are able to regain her youth. I, I also have a little problem. I wonder if you can take a look at it?"

Director Zhang's voice became softer and softer.

Jiang Chunyu blinked his eyes in discomfort, why are you so embarrassed?
Director Zhang was afraid that Jiang Chunyu would not agree, so he quickly said, "Don't worry, as long as you keep an eye on it for me, our winter will be cold, and I will help you solve the cotton problem by then."

Jiang Chunyu's eyebrows moved.

Don't ask, just ask.

Basically, for the second house that has been cleaned out, not to mention the new cotton, even the old cotton has condensed into lumps.

"What disease?"

Director Zhang opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened his eyes, and finally his heart skipped a beat.

"That's right, there's a fire boil somewhere. It keeps coming back and forth. Is there anything Dr. Jiang can do?"

After he finished speaking, he felt an itch all over his body and couldn't help but move his butt and rub it on the stool.

Jiang Chunyu was confused at first about where that place was, but seeing Director Zhang's random movements, he roughly guessed it.

"Repeatedly? Have you been to the hospital?"

Speaking of going to the hospital, Director Zhang felt bitter.

At first he was too embarrassed to go because the boil was in an awkward position, but when he got to the hospital the doctor asked him to take off his pants.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, he immediately unbuckled his belt.

He was so frightened that he didn't even lift up his pants, just grabbed his belt and ran out.

In the future, he would not dare to go to a big hospital. He could only find doctors on the black market or go to the countryside to find a barefoot doctor.

No less money was spent, no less folk remedies were used, and no effect was achieved at all.

Jiang Chunyu knew from the look on his face that it was an unpleasant experience.

"Director Zhang, stick out your tongue and let me take a look."

Jiang Chunyu found that Director Zhang's tongue coating was covered with a thick layer of gray-white putty, and he kept swallowing saliva, which showed that his throat was very dry.

Director Zhang stared nervously at Jiang Chunyu. She didn't speak, and his heart was also in a state of confusion.

"Is it incurable? Why do you think I got this disease? I'm still so young."

Jiang Chunyu roughly had an idea of ​​how to treat the disease.

I heard Director Zhang say that he was young. This middle-aged man might have some misunderstanding about youth.

Jiang Chunyu: "Don't scare yourself. It's not a big deal, and you don't need to take medicine. Just mash the raw potatoes, wrap them in gauze, and apply them to the area where there are fire boils."

“Usually you can see the effect within seven consecutive days.”

"Actually, recurring fire boils are mainly caused by bacterial infections. Director Zhang should pay more attention to drinking water and resting early. By the way, avoid being greasy recently and don't go to bathhouses in our county to take a bath. It's easy to get infected."

Director Zhang was still a little hesitant when he heard about raw potatoes. It could be seen that he had seen the effects of Zhang Xiaoyan's insomnia and had the wisdom to swallow his words.

He joked, "Isn't Dr. Jiang a Chinese medicine doctor? Does he know about bacterial infections?"

Jiang Chunyu spread his hands, "I don't know much, but I still know a little bit about basic Western medicine."

Director Zhang opened the drawer and said, "Dr. Jiang, how do you calculate the consultation fee?"

Jiang Chunyu: "No, this is just a matter of friendship. If Director Zhang feels bad about it and if you need anything in the future, just go to the health room of the food factory and see me. The price is affordable and you can be honest."

(End of this chapter)