I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

In the past two days, the air pressure at home was terribly low.

In fact, Guo Ming didn't want to tell Wu Yuanyuan what kind of person he was. However, the four words "I am a killer" whirled around, but couldn't spit out anything. In fact, after all, she also has her own worries.

What she worries about is, in fact, what should be done if Wu Yuanyuan can't accept it because she is afraid of her.

Between lying and concealing, she chose to conceal.

In fact, it cannot be said to be absolute concealment. She just wanted to slow down first, find opportunities and then slowly, tell her little by little.

She wanted to wait, take a moment, and speak slowly. It is a pity that reality does not give her this opportunity. A visit by Liang Jili made her very busy again.

On the third day when Wu Yuanyuan began the Cold War, Liang Jili took two elderly people of the same age to visit the Guo Family Medical Center.

Liang Jili knew about Guo Ming’s temperament and didn’t play haha. After introducing the two professors from the city’s College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he said straightforwardly that he wanted the Guo’s Medical Clinic to cooperate with the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to build a designated practice medical clinic to help. Bring graduate students.

For Guo Ming, this incident actually fits her mind. She has been here for so long and found that the local medical situation is not optimistic. I don't know if the inheritance is not enough or the skills have not been used at all. The current level of Chinese medicine is really a world of difference compared with Tianrongguo. Therefore, Guo Ming has been thinking about keeping his skills alive, not for anything else, just for inheritance.

Because of this idea, when Liang Jili spoke, Guo Ming agreed. I just didn't expect that there are so many graduate students who come for internships.

When the door opened at noon the next day, Xiao Zhang was taken aback by the sight of the door. How can there be so many patients for appointment? After asking the question, I learned that, except for three patients who came by appointment, the rest were graduate students who came to study, a total of ten people.

Now that's all right, the little medical hall suddenly became lively. According to Guo Ming's request, Xiao Zhang started to boil Shengmai medicinal tea, which is modified from the ancient recipe of Shengmai Drink, which can nourish the lungs and qi, nourish yin and produce body fluid. Unexpectedly, these seniors and sisters who came to study were all very active, watching the prescriptions left by Guo Ming, and helping to start weighing the medicinal materials, fetching water and making tea. For an instant, Xiao Zhang felt the superiority of being a master.

Although there were ten people in the hospital, everyone was very conscious and took the initiative to find their own position. Some helped with hygiene, sorted out the medicinal materials, and some who could not find anything to do so came to the clinic for consultation. The patient chatted and helped her pulse.

So when Guo Ming came to the hospital, he saw such a lively scene.

Speaking of which, most of these graduate students are about the same age as Guo Ming, and some are slightly older than Guo Ming, but everyone is very disciplined, and they start to say hello when they see Guo Ming. No way, after all, Guo Ming is too popular in the Chinese medicine circle in City A. These students often hear her name from the tutor, and her wayward Internet celebrity medical clinic makes everyone feel like her again. Kind and in awe.

The patients who came for the consultation were also very happy to see Guo Ming's arrival. No way, I was caught by a few young people and chatted for a long time, and everyone wanted to rest quickly.

When Guo Ming saw so many people, he was very indifferent, nodded to indicate that he had said hello, and then sat at the table and began to sit in the hall. When the students saw Guo Ming stretch out his pulse, they all stood quietly aside.

For a moment, after Guo Ming called the pulse for the aunt in front of him, he was anxious to write a prescription, but instead called a guy with glasses next to him to try the pulse too.

"Any opinion?" Guo Ming asked when he looked up after seeing him.

"The pulse is as thin as a thread, beating weakly. It should be a deficiency syndrome." The boy turned his head for a moment, and then replied.

"Not bad." Guo Ming nodded.

"It should be caused by the deficiency of qi and blood in a short time, and all kinds of fatigue." Seeing Guo Ming, the boy nodded and replied boldly.

"It makes sense."

"So we should make up for the deficiency of the disease, nourish blood and nourish qi." The boy continued to answer.

"Look, hear and ask, cut to the last step. Before I came, you should have talked with your aunt, but what experience do you have?" Guo Ming was noncommittal and continued to ask questions.

Everyone looked at each other now, not knowing how to answer.

"When talking to Auntie, I believe you have all noticed that Auntie’s tongue is browned, which is caused by stagnation in the stomach, which is true. But Auntie herself has deficiency of both qi and blood. Therefore, deficiency and reality are mixed, so remember when prescribing prescriptions. , Clearing fire and eliminating the method, warming and replenishing qi. Do not use medicines for activating blood through bitter cold, so as not to violate the precept of deficiency.

After explaining all of this in detail, Guo Ming only picked up the pen to write the prescription, and among the students standing beside him, someone immediately picked it up and started taking medicine.

The next situation is undoubtedly this. Every patient is treated as a teaching example, undergoing countless pulse pulses and following this process of explanation. Although this has slowed down the rate of seeing a doctor, everyone understands that it is a good thing to allow students to learn more. Therefore, no one urged, holding the medicinal tea sent by the students, drinking and waiting.

Guo Ming worked in this state every day. I say more every day than the previous week combined. Sometimes there are too many patients, the talk is dry, and the time off work has to be postponed. No way, teaching is a lot of effort, especially when studying medicine, don't be impatient, you should work steadily and slowly.

It's a pity that every night I am tired and half dead. When I go home, it is difficult to see Wu Yuanyuan's smiling face. Even if Guo Ming had nothing to say, Wu Yuanyuan always ignored them, or just responded briefly. Guo Ming was very sad.

On that day, the last patient who had an appointment was sent away. It was past nine o'clock when Guo Ming returned home. Wu Yuanyuan hadn't rested yet, but she took out her suitcase to pack her luggage.

"Yuanyuan?" Guo Ming suddenly became nervous when he saw her doing this. He didn't know why his beloved girl suddenly had to pack her things.

"Next week's long holiday, I want to go home. You go to work." Wu Yuanyuan paused when she heard her voice, and then said.

"Why do you want to go home suddenly? What's wrong with godfather and godmother?" Guo Ming was still very nervous, not knowing what Wu Yuanyuan was doing to go home.

"No, don't think too much. It's just a ten-year classmate in our junior high school class. I'll come three days back." Wu Yuanyuan didn't want to say so clearly, but when she heard the tension in Guo Ming's voice, she couldn't help but said something clear.

"Well, when will the plane be, I will send you off." Although Guo Ming didn't understand what a classmate meeting was, he could probably guess that it was a gathering, so he felt relieved.

"Okay." Wu Yuanyuan replied, looking up at her.

The author has something to say:

Facts have proved that I am still too innocent. . . . .

I thought it was possible to do double changes. . . Unexpectedly, there are too many things to take care of. . . .

I'm fattened by breaking my promises. . .

I'm so sorry~~~! ! ! Bow and bow~~~!

I will go out next week, about five days. The current plan is to save the manuscript, but it is only a plan. I will be busy for a whole day tomorrow. It is estimated that the change will only be at night. I don't know how much the final plan of manuscript saving can be carried out. . . . Anyway, I will report the situation at any time. . . I hope you will never leave, don’t forget me after a few days of absence~~~~~Crying~~~~