Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 34 Are You Sure You Don't Need It?
Zhao Yifan didn't know that because of himself, the waiter at the lakeside restaurant was severely taught by Zhang Lei.

Zhao Wenwen didn't stay in the rented house for long either. On the second day, she told Zhao Yifan that Director Wang had informed the production crew to start work. She packed her luggage happily and left Qingzhou City.

As for Yiyi, she was as busy as a spinning top during this time, and she often disappeared for three or four days, and came back occasionally to rest for a day, so she left in a hurry.

Zhao Yifan was in the clinic during the day and came back at night. Occasionally in the bathroom, he saw Yiyi's dirty clothes, and he knew that Yiyi had been back.

In his spare time, Zhao Yifan thought of the opinion that Zhao Wenwen had mentioned last time—the name of the clinic was only Shengshengtang, which seemed to make it difficult for outsiders to tell what it was for.

So taking a while, Zhao Yifan asked the person who made the spray-painted advertisement to come again, changed a signboard, and renamed it Shengshengtang Clinic.

I have to say, it does work a bit.

After adding the word "clinic", the number of people who came to see the doctor gradually increased.

Of course, most of them are ordinary headaches, fevers, and colds. Many people are too lazy to go to the hospital to queue up for registration and come here for treatment.

Zhao Yifan didn't put his attitude in a perfunctory manner because of the simplicity of his condition, on the contrary, he was very serious.

Since he intends to integrate into the world and cultivate his mind through trivial matters in the world, Zhao Yifan decided that what he has to do is to forget his identity as a practitioner and completely become an ordinary person. Only in this way can he truly integrate.

For every patient who came to see a doctor in the clinic, Zhao Yifan took the pulse seriously, described the condition, and then prescribed a prescription for them.

"Young man, your medical skills are really good."

A middle-aged aunt in her 40s, carrying a bundle of celery, came into the clinic to find Zhao Yifan to grab the medicine. The prescription was prescribed for me, and after drinking a few doses of medicine, I felt much better, but the day before yesterday changed, and my leg didn't feel at all."

"Hehe, you are insisting on taking it twice, I promise, no matter how the weather changes in the future, you will feel nothing at all."

Zhao Yifan said with a smile.

"By the way, young man, I think you are kind-hearted and handsome. I wonder if you have a girlfriend?"

The middle-aged aunt winked and said, "Do you want me to introduce you to a girlfriend? There are quite a few girls who don't have boyfriends among the dancers who dance square dance with me every day. Tell me what kind of girl you like." , Auntie will ask you another day, and lead a red thread."

"No need, Mom."

Zhao Yifan quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't want to find a girlfriend yet."

"How can this work?"

The middle-aged aunt said in the tone of someone who has come here: "The male college should be married and the female college should be married. Besides, introducing a girlfriend to you is not to let you get married immediately. You young people should get along first. If you think it's not suitable , it’s not bad to be a friend, right?”

"Thank you, aunt." Zhao Yifan smiled wryly at the enthusiasm of the middle-aged aunt, and said, "I really don't need it."

"Okay, don't be polite, it's settled, I'll come to tell you the news another day."

The middle-aged aunt waved her hand, ignored Zhao Yifan's objection, left this sentence, turned and left the clinic.

Zhao Yifan was a little dumbfounded. Counting today, in the past few days, there have been several aunts eager to find someone for him.

Didn't it mean that the ratio of male to female population in China is out of balance?Why are there still so many older young women who cannot marry?
Zhao Yifan shook his head, picked up a medical book and looked through it.

Teng Teng Teng footsteps sounded.

A man with five gold rings on his hand, wishing others would know that he was rich at a glance, about 27 or [-] years old, with frivolous steps, walked into the clinic with a leather bag in his pocket.

Zhao Yifan put down the medical book in his hand, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Are you going to see a doctor?" As he spoke, he sized this man up habitually.

"See a doctor? What kind of disease?"

Hearing the words, the man showed displeasure, looked left and right, sat down on the chair, raised his legs, and said carelessly, "Where is Lao Yue? Why isn't he here?"

"Old Yue?"

Zhao Yifan remembered that the old Chinese doctor who transferred the clinic before had the surname of Yue. He was in his 60s, so he could indeed be called Lao Yue.

"Are you looking for Doctor Yue?"

Zhao Yifan said, "He's gone back to his hometown."

"I rely on!"

The man was startled, and uttered a foul language with an unhappy face, and immediately took out a business card from his purse, threw it in front of Zhao Yifan, and said sharply: "Contempt Lin Feng, are you running this clinic now?"

Zhao Yifan hummed, picked up the business card and glanced at it. It had the word Lin Feng written on it, and Wankang Herbal Medicine Company was printed on the back, acting as an agent for various traditional Chinese medicines, western medicines, and medical equipment.

Zhao Yifan immediately understood that this Lin Feng turned out to be a pharmaceutical agent, no wonder he looked for Dr. Yue when he entered the door.

Lin Feng took out a cigarette from his bag, lit it on his own, and said, "Let's see what medicinal materials are needed."

Zhao Yifan frowned slightly, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and said softly, "Smoking is not allowed here."

"Oh?"

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "Before Lao Yue transferred this clinic to you, didn't he tell you about me?"

"I never said that."

Zhao Yifan said indifferently: "Even if I say it, I can't smoke here."

Lin Feng stared at Zhao Yifan for a while, smiled, threw the cigarette he had just taken a few puffs on the ground, crushed it, knocked on the diagnosis table, and said, "Okay, if you don't smoke, don't smoke. Tell me, you are here What medicine do you want?"

Zhao Yifan was a little upset. His tone didn't sound like a drug agent selling medicinal materials, but rather like a task was assigned.

"unnecessary."

Zhao Yifan pushed the business card in front of Lin Feng, and said calmly: "If you need to buy medicinal materials, I will find a place to buy them myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Looking at the business card that was pushed back, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Young man, are you sure you don't need medicinal materials? Didn't Lao Yue mention me to you?"

Zhao Yifan heard him deliberately emphasize this matter again, his heart moved, and he said lightly: "I didn't mention it, what's the matter, do I have to get the medicine from you when Dr. Yue transferred this clinic to me?"

"That's natural."

Lin Feng said confidently: "Young man, I think you are young, I guess it must be the first time you open the door to do business, there is a saying, I have to tell you in advance, this proverb is good, if you are rich, everyone will send it together, if you eat alone If not, not only will you not be able to eat enough, but your job may be smashed by others, understand?"

Zhao Yifan chuckled, "Sorry, I don't understand."

"Row."

Lin Feng stood up, laughed, and said: "You will understand soon." He walked outside.

"Take your business card."

Zhao Yifan said something.

"No, I'll leave you a contact information, so you can buy medicine from me."

Lin Feng seemed to be convinced of him, and walked out without looking back.

Zhao Yifan picked up Lin Feng's business card and threw it casually, and the business card fell into the trash can accurately.

Zhao Yifan didn't take this episode to heart at all.

After lunch, Fang Long came. As soon as he entered the door, he gave Zhao Yifan a thumbs up, "Dr. Zhao, your medical skills are really amazing!"

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said with a smile, "How is the inspection result, Director Hao?" He had already guessed the inspection result.

"Dean Zhao and the others were stunned! The examination results showed that Director Hao's illness has improved significantly!"

Fang Long laughed loudly, looked at Zhao Yifan with admiration, and said flatteringly, "Director Hao has something to do with him, and he is too busy to get away. He asked me to come here to thank you, and invite you to dinner tonight." , he coughed dryly, and said embarrassedly: "Dr. Zhao, you said last time that Director Hao's illness can be cured with just a few doses of medicine..."

Last time in the box, after Zhao Yifan said it, Hao Feng was dubious, but after seeing the test results, he immediately believed it.

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "Well, indeed, after taking a few doses of medicine, you can be completely cured."

"That's great."

Fang Long breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a half-joking and half-serious way: "Dr. Zhao, I also have to thank you. Alas, Director Hao's illness has made me, a secretary, very nervous every time I go out with him. Doctor Zhao, Hao Ju, this Chinese medicine doctor, how long will it take? You tell me a time, and I will pick it up later."

"Well, Director Hao's medicine needs to be boiled for about three hours. It's good. I'll just drop by at night and take it."

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"You see what happened."

Fang Long said repeatedly: "It's really troublesome for you, I have to talk to Director Hao and ask him to toast you a few glasses!" Then, his phone rang, and after looking at it, Fang Long said embarrassedly: " Doctor Zhao, I still have something to deal with..."

"It's okay, you are busy with your work." Zhao Yifan nodded understandingly.

"Then I'll come to the clinic to pick you up Dr. Zhao at night." Fang Long said politely, "I just happened to help you get the medicine by the way."

"Alright." Zhao Yifan nodded, glanced at the time, and said, "Then you can come at 05:30 in the afternoon."

"Okay, then, Dr. Zhao, let's see you this afternoon." Fang Long said a few more polite words, took the phone and left.

Zhao Yifan sat for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, and planned to start taking medicine and boiling it.

At this moment, two men in uniforms with the words "Huaxia Medical and Health Inspection" walked in.

The middle-aged man who took the lead was about 40 years old and had a bit of a leadership style, while the man behind was much younger. From the fact that he walked behind the middle-aged man, it can be seen that this young man is a young man. attendant.

"Are you a doctor in this clinic?"

As soon as the middle-aged man entered the door, he glanced at Zhao Yifan and said seriously, "We are from the Qingzhou Municipal Health Bureau. We are conducting a routine inspection today. Take out your licensed medical certificate for inspection."

(End of this chapter)