Time went back to a day ago. Huang Mao came back with a shaved head. Shen Long couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it. Well, it felt pretty good. "How long has it been since you went home?"

"What are you going back for? They all thought I was dead, why go back and scare them again?" Huang Mao...oh no, Peng Hao replied in a sullen voice, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Shen Long understood that he didn't want to drag down the family. After all, they were all a family. No matter how poor he was, he couldn't bear to see his child die like this. Knowing that he was sick, he would treat him even if he was sick, but his own disease could not be cured. Okay, depleting your family property will only help you live a few more days. In this case, your family will collapse.

"I have to go back and take a look. You can help me do something. Then I will give you a holiday. You go home, buy some good clothes, and buy them some things. Don't talk about your illness, just say how well you have been these past years. It's here." Shen Long said.

"What's the matter?" Huang Mao didn't say anything about himself, but Shen Long could see from his eyes that he was moved. Yes, now that he has medicine worth five hundred yuan a month, he can definitely afford it, and indeed he should. I went home and took a look, my mother, and my father who only scolded him every time he came home, but when he left, he hid at the door and craned his neck to watch him leave.

"My traditional Chinese medicine clinic will open tomorrow, specializing in the diagnosis and treatment of leukemia patients. Don't you know a group of patients who can't even afford five hundred yuan of medicine? Just tell them that I will open an event here and provide free diagnosis and treatment. Who is willing to come? Just bring them here if you try." As long as they are not desperate, patients will not easily trust a new doctor with little reputation, and Peng Hao happens to know a group of desperate patients.

As long as you can help them and have the cases of these patients in front of you, you don't have to worry about no new patients coming to your door. Advertising yourself through free clinics is also common in the medical field.

"Can you do it?" Peng Hao stared with disbelief on his face.

Shen Long slapped his bald scalp, "Why can't I do it? I haven't seen so many famous old Chinese medicine doctors send me flower baskets. If I don't have the ability, I will lose their face! Besides, they still have Are there any other options? With your salary, how many people can you help in a month?"

The salary Shen Long gave Peng Hao was not low, but it was only enough to buy a few bottles of medicine. He used almost all his income to help these patients who had been abandoned by their families and society.

Perhaps it was the old Chinese doctors who sent flower baskets that gave Peng Hao a glimmer of hope, or perhaps it was Shen Long's question about whether there were any other options that stopped him. Peng Hao thought for a while in silence, and finally nodded, "That's okay. Well, I'll go over and ask."

In the Qingniu Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, Shen Long changed two courses of tea for Weng Quanhai. The nurses sat listlessly on their chairs. This was not a good start. They began to worry about whether they would lose their jobs.

"Why did you name the medical clinic this way?" Weng Quanhai was at a loss for words. Generally, private Chinese medicine clinics are named after the attending physicians. For example, his Chinese medicine clinic is called Weng's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. Shen Long chose the name of the medical clinic. Something special.

"My master's name is Qingniu. I learned all my skills from him, so I gave him such a name." Shen Long got his medical skills from Hu Qingniu and named him after him to commemorate him. , it’s hard to use the full name because too many people watch Jin Yong’s novels and TV series.

"He has taken on a good apprentice!" Weng Quanhai nodded in praise. Taking a number was not uncommon among doctors of his father's generation, and he didn't find it strange.

While he was talking, there was a sound of brakes outside the door, and Peng Hao came in from the outside with a big bald head. Behind him were several patients in ragged clothes and dirty bodies. Several nurses couldn't help but cover their noses.

However, Shen Long didn't pay attention. He stood up and went over to greet them, "Let's sit inside and rest for a while. I'll help them get a glass of water."

"Originally, I wanted them to take a bath before coming back, but the water supply was cut off where they lived." Peng Hao explained that these people are just living half-dead now, and taking a bath is a luxury for them.

After listening to Shen Long's instructions, the nurse brought them hot water. Each of these people nodded solemnly and thanked them, and then carefully took the tea. Shen Long asked, "Which one of you will come first?"

"I'll do it." Peng Hao walked straight to the outpatient room and sat down. He now had money to buy medicine, but he still didn't believe in Shen Long's medical skills, so he took the initiative to become a test subject.

"What are you causing trouble here?" Shen Long scolded.

"Didn't you say you can do it? I'm less sick than them." Peng Hao looked at Shen Long provocatively. Before he finished speaking, both Shen Long and Weng Quanhai understood what he meant. Peng Hao was young and in good health, even if Shen Long Even if there is something wrong with the prescribed medicine, they can resist it for a while, but other patients are already terminally ill and will have problems if they are not careful.

"You're a little red guy." Shen Long cursed and raised his hand to hold Peng Hao's wrist. He then asked for a set of procedures, and then specially tested Peng Hao's blood, leaving detailed records, and then based on his condition. Adjust the medication, write a prescription and let the pharmacist prepare the medicine and boil it on the spot in the store.

Three bowls of water were boiled into one bowl of water. The nurse brought the concoction to Peng Hao. Peng Hao didn't even look at Shen Long, so he drank it all. After that, he smashed it in his mouth, "Is this the end?"

"Well, take two doses of medicine every day. Let's take it and observe it for a while." It also takes time for the medicine to take effect.

"Then I should stop taking meglitin first?" Peng Hao knew that if he continued to take melin, it would be difficult to judge the efficacy of the drug.

"Stop it, let them come in one by one." After Shen Long said that, Peng Hao didn't move. He glared at Peng Hao, "I don't prescribe this medicine to them. They stay in bed every day. In addition to leukemia, they have already developed all kinds of diseases. If they are sick, I will give them some medicine to take care of themselves!"

"Oh." Peng Hao then left and brought the patients in one by one. Shen Long conducted diagnosis and treatment one by one. Every time he wrote out a prescription, he gave it to Weng Quanhai for review and asked him to help check it.

"Wonderful! This flavor of Tianqi is a wonderful use! Why didn't I think that Tianqi can be used in this way!" Shen Long's prescription is sometimes surprising, but when he thought about it carefully, he understood the pharmacology, and Weng Quanhai couldn't help but applaud. , which shows that his understanding of pharmacology and medical science has reached an advanced level, far beyond what he can compare with now.

"Doctor, can my illness be cured?" Weng Quanhai's appearance is much better than that of Shen Long. There is also his resume on the wall. The patient trusts him more than Shen Long. When he hears his praise, he can't help but feel a glimmer of hope.
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