personal doctor

When Pockmarked and the others went up to the Chinese medicine department on the third floor, he happened to see Yu Meijing coming out of the duty room. He drooled and said, "Beauty, beauty!"

"Boss, you are more educated, and this is Mo Zhitao's territory. I don't know if this beauty has anything to do with Mo Zhitao. Be careful that she beats you." The second son reminded his pockmarked face.

"Yes, we are educated people." Pockmarked nodded very solemnly.

"Nurse, we are here to see a doctor. Are we the first patient?"

"Yes, you happened to be the first one today, by the way, how do you know?" Yu Meijing asked strangely.

The pockmarked face smiled and said, "Hehehe, we are all educated people."

Mo Zhitao came to Mo Zhitao with a pockmarked face, "Director Mo, hello, I'm here to see a doctor, and today happens to be one."

"Pockmarked face, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"I can't move my right leg," said the pockmarked face.

"If there are no special circumstances, your right leg will be healed in seven days. You don't need to look at it, you are not the first one." Mo Zhitao said.

The pockmarked face hurriedly blinked at Er Zi, "Second Son, aren't you sick too? Let Director Mo take a look for you."

"Boss, I'm not sick." The second son said loudly.

"Damn, I said you are sick if you are sick." The pockmarked face continued to blink at the second son, and it was time to get off work. If there is no sick person today, then he will be in trouble.

The second son finally noticed that the pockmarked face kept blinking at him, and he shouted as if he had discovered a new world: "Boss, what are you doing with your eyes? Why do you keep blinking? Are your eyes sick?"

"Sick your mother!" The pockmarked face became angry, and the second son also said that he is educated, and a person who has graduated from elementary school is called educated?Hinting to him himself that he didn't see?

"Hurry up and see Director Mo, you are the first patient." Pockmarked pushed the second son on the chair and sat down.

After the second son was scolded by the pockmarked face, he didn't dare to say anything.Mo Zhitao held Er Zi's wrist for a while, and then he said, "Second Son, your stomach is not good, do you often fart?"

"Yes, yes!" Er Zi said shyly.

"Damn it, Er Zi, it turns out that you are the one who often farts." The pockmarked face scolded angrily.

When they were working together, people often farted, but because there was no sound, no one would admit that they farted, so they didn't expect that Pocky Face would find out now.

"Director Mo, what's wrong with me?" Er Zi said in fear.

"Will I die?"

Mo Zhitao said: "No, it's just a small problem. I'll prescribe the medicine for you, and you can grab the medicine and take it."

Mo Zhitao prescribed a prescription for the second son to get the medicine.

The second son went out to the door, and he said to the pockmarked face next to him, "Boss, is this my official injury? You can reimburse me for my medical expenses."

"Report your sister, and you want me to reimburse you for farting yourself?" Pockmarked angrily stabbed the second son's ass with a cane.

After get off work, Yu Meijing packed her things. She smiled and said to Mo Zhitao and Zhang Song: "The popularity today is still good. If it continues, our Chinese medicine department will become more and more powerful."

Now with the five bosses that Mo Zhitao looked at as the bottom line, everyone who looks at it now is making money.

"Well, with a director as powerful as Zhi Tao, the reputation of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine must be getting better and better." Zhang Song nodded.

Among the people I saw today, several were seriously ill. Mo Zhitao was still optimistic about them, so word probably spread quickly, and more and more people came to see the doctor.

Sure enough, as Zhang Song expected, when he went to work the next day, he found that many people were already standing at the door, and they all came to wait for Mo Zhitao to see a doctor.

In the past, everyone thought that Mo Zhitao was young and would not see a doctor, but after Mo Zhitao became optimistic about so many people, the news spread widely.

Life is priceless, even if Mo Zhitao sometimes costs more to see a doctor, it still can't stop some people from coming to see a doctor.

On this day, Yu Meijing was so busy that she couldn't eat at noon, or Mo Zhitao asked her to call a restaurant outside to order a few side dishes, which solved the problem of food and clothing.

The patients who came to see the doctor this time were all people from the district. They were cured by Mo Zhitao's injection in the morning, and they went back to publicize that there is a genius doctor named Mo Zhitao in the Chinese Medicine Department. Acupuncture and some medicine will be fine.

Originally, Mo Zhitao thought that there would be no patients in the afternoon, but there were more patients in the afternoon than in the morning. He had already seen more than 30 patients in the morning.

Mo Zhitao didn't rest at noon. Fortunately, he didn't feel tired after practicing the Yin-Yang Jue.But Zhang Song couldn't take it anymore. At four o'clock in the afternoon, he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to write the prescription.

"Mei Jing, I need to take a break after seeing this patient, and let Director Mo see the other patients." Zhang Song said.

"Okay!" Yu Meijing nodded.

She separated today's patients, Mo Zhitao took care of the more serious ones, and Zhang Song took care of minor illnesses like cold, fever and cough.

Fortunately, Mo Zhitao is also quick to see a doctor. For those patients with cold and fever, he will prescribe another medicine after one injection, and he will see a patient within 10 minutes.

The pockmarked face and the second son outside were much more relaxed, "Boss, I didn't expect that a miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has more than [-] patients in the morning, and we have already exceeded our task for today."

"Fart, that's his luck, Mo Zhitao is not a genius doctor." Pockmarked said angrily.

He said so, but he also admired Mo Zhitao's medical skills very much. Some serious diseases could be cured by Mo Zhitao's one-shot injection.

Let’s just talk about fever, go to the internal medicine department to see western medicine, it is estimated that it will take a few days to get better, if you don’t spend hundreds of dollars, it won’t get better at all.

But when Mo Zhitao got an injection, he prescribed some medicines and only charged a few dozen yuan, which was considered cheap.However, Mo Zhitao was his enemy, and he couldn't show the prestige of an enemy.

"Boss, it's not kind of you to say that. Director Mo is a genius doctor. After I took the medicine he prescribed last night, I won't fart today." Er Zi said.

"Your sister, is he your boss or am I your boss?" Pockmarked angrily knocked Erzi on the back of the head.

At 6:85 p.m., Yu Meijing was counting today's patients. Today, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine saw 1 patients and earned more than [-] yuan. Oh my god, if things go on like this, their salaries and bonuses are very considerable.

However, she was exhausted today.

Zhang Song saw it, "Zhitao, the number of patients has increased today. If this continues, I'm afraid Meijing won't be able to bear it. See if you can bring in two more doctors and nurses."

"I have no problem, but will he come over?" Mo Zhitao shrugged.

"The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is only so lively for the time being, and its reputation has not really been established. I think no one is willing to come, and some people are obstructing it, and no one is willing to come."

"Uncle, it's okay. I can handle a hundred or so patients a day. It's not me who sees a doctor. I can't get used to seeing too many people at once today. Tomorrow I can just adjust the method of seeing a doctor by number." Yu Meijing said.

"Besides, there are too many patients coming, so you can't see them. I suggest that you see a total of [-] patients a day. I will line them up to number [-]. Those who exceed the number will not be seen. How about it?"

Mo Zhitao glanced at Yu Meijing appreciatively, "That's right, your method is good. We will look at number 50 in the morning and number 50 in the afternoon, so that there will be no confusion. Meijing, I never thought you are quite smart now."

"Director Mo, do you mean that I was not smart before?" Yu Meijing gritted her teeth and glared at Mo Zhitao.

"No, I wouldn't dare to think that way." Mo Zhitao shook his head, "Okay, I've been tired all day, so let me invite you to dinner."

"No, you young people live your two-person world, and I, an old man, go back to accompany my wife." Zhang Song left with a smile and waved his hands.

Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing, "Meijing, let's go to the world of two people."

"Hmph, I'm not going with you big pervert." Yu Meijing shook her head and walked downstairs.

When she went down to the lobby on the first floor, Lin Xiaoyong happened to drive over.

"Meijing, you are off work, let me treat you to dinner." Lin Xiaoyong stared at Su Feng on Yu Meijing's chest and said bewitchingly.

After Yu Meijing experienced what happened last time, she was a little wary of Lin Xiaoyong.

"Dean, you are leading you to be busy with your affairs, so I won't go to dinner."

Chen Dachao, who was in the car, poked his head out, "Yu Meijing, the director thinks highly of you when he invites you to dinner. Don't be shameless. Your personnel affairs are managed by our hospital, not the department of traditional Chinese medicine. Believe it or not, we put your Transfer to the country hospital to support the doctor?"

"Chen Yuan, it's not that I don't want to go, it's that I just have something to do." Yu Meijing faltered and thought about how to deal with it. At this moment, Mo Zhitao came downstairs.

Her eyes lit up, "Director Mo has asked me out for dinner tonight, so I can't refuse."

"Mo Zhitao?" Chen Dachao squinted his triangular eyes and looked at Mo Zhitao who had just come downstairs. He heard from the cashier that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is very good today. There are dozens of patients, and the daily charge is more than 1 yuan.

"Yes." Yu Meijing said loudly to Mo Zhitao: "Director Mo, didn't you say you're going to invite me to dinner tonight? Why did you come down now? I've been waiting for a long time."

"Will you have dinner tonight?" Mo Zhitao was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Lin Xiaoyong and Chen Dachao, he knew what was going on, and he wanted to use it as a shield.

"Sorry, I just answered a call, let's go to dinner."

Chen Dachao looked at Mo Zhitao and said, "Mo Zhitao, I heard that you are very prestigious now, and you still call yourself the director?"

"Hehehe, that's just a joke. I'm the person in charge of the Chinese medicine department now. It's not good if you don't give me a title. Could it be that you call me the person in charge? Dean Lin, do you think so? When are you here?" The next notice from the hospital is to appoint me a director?" Mo Zhitao looked at Lin Xiaoyong and smiled.