"Hello, Teacher Peng, is there anything wrong? Is Liang Zixuan causing trouble again?"

Although Liang Wanming is the department director of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he is still quite polite when facing the child's head teacher. After all, the hostages are in hand.

"Director Liang, that's right. My lover has stomach problems..."

Peng Min briefly explained the situation, took photos of the test form and the inspection form and sent it over.

"My wife is from the American country and doesn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine. Today I went to the community hospital next to us for treatment. I don't know why I brought a few Chinese medicines back. I thought about what level the doctors in the small community hospital can be, so I asked you for consultation."

Liang Wanming said in his heart that your lover is from the American and doesn’t understand Chinese medicine very much. Even if your lover is from the Chinese, how many people understand Chinese medicine? These days, most people have a specious understanding of Chinese medicine.

"Are there any prescriptions?"

Although Liang Wanming muttered in his heart, his attitude was still very good, after all, he was not the child's head teacher.

"There is no prescription, only a few Chinese medicines. The prescription was taken away when I was taking medicine in the pharmacy."

Xiya Community Hospital does not have a computer, and doctors always write prescriptions by hand. When prescribing prescriptions, they pay the price. When they get the prescription, they basically won’t return the prescription to the patient.

"Let's do this. I'm off work and am planning to go back. I'll go to your house later and help your lover see it myself. How are you looking at it?" Liang Wanming asked.

When the child was in West Asia Middle School, Liang Wanming naturally lived not too far. For the sake of the child, it was nothing to go to see the child's head teacher's lover in person.

......

"Doctor Yun, it's time to get off work!"

"Well, I'm off work, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Yun Heng changed his clothes and walked out while greeting Liu Hongxia. The only place in the entire community hospital that was not very timely after get off work was the infusion room. As long as there were patients with infusions, someone would definitely stay on duty. Liu Hongxia and Jiang Yanyan were one day.

"Doctor Cloud."

"Doctor Yun, where do you live?"

There were also nurses who got off work with Yun Heng, who deliberately took a few quick steps and asked while walking with Yun Heng.

"I live nearby, the garden community, not far from our community hospital."

After confirming that he was working in Xiya Community Hospital, Yunheng had moved nearby two days ago. The rent in the community that was too close was expensive, even a one-bedroom apartment cost about 1,000 yuan. Yunheng had been away for two days before finding a modified house.

That is, the type of two-bedroom or three-bedroom apartment is converted into one or two houses, and even the balcony and living room are used. The rent is a little cheaper, more than 500 yuan a month.

"I live in Garden Community, I also live in Garden Community. Doctor Yun, do you want me to take you along the way?"

He Haipeng also came out, holding the car keys in his hand. The car was not a good car, which was about 100,000 yuan. The car was bought by his family, so the purpose was naturally to help He Haipeng get out of singleness.

These days, it is really difficult to get out of singleness without a car or a house.

He Haipeng's Harvard is naturally not a good car. It is a good idea to drive a private car with a profession and identity as a doctor in a community hospital.

After all, the salary of community hospitals is not high, and most people have electric cars. Dr. He's private car is also the first in community hospitals. Director Qi Yaping rides only electric cars.

"No need, thank you Dr. He, I drove here too."

Yun Heng took out the car key from his pocket, pressed the car key, and the lights of a BMW car about seven or eight meters away from Harvard flashed, and the rearview mirror slowly opened.

"Wow, Doctor Yun actually drove a BMW!"

"Doctor Yun, you are not a rich second generation who came to experience life, right?"

The nurse next to her had her eyes lit up, and when she looked at Yun Heng, her saliva almost flowed out.

He is handsome, has a high education, and has money at home. Such a man is really not easy to find when he is holding a lantern.

He Haipeng's face instantly became quite awkward.

I thought Yun Heng was a dish, but he planned to step on it. I never thought that he was an invisible rich man. Compared with the BMW next to him, his Harvard seemed unworthy in an instant.

"I am not a rich second generation. Today I have something to pull over and borrow a friend's car."

Yun Heng told the truth.

This car belongs to Xu Bo, and Xu Bo is the real rich second generation.

Before coming to Xiya Community Hospital, Yun Heng had been living with Xu Bo. This time he moved, and there were indeed some things that had not been moved, so Xu Bo lent his BMW to Yun Heng.

But no one believed Yun Heng's truth now.

Even if you borrow it, you can borrow a BMW and drive it, that is not an ordinary person. If they want to borrow it, there is no place to borrow it. Even if they know someone who drives a BMW, they may not be willing to lend it to them.

He Haipeng didn't say a word, opened the car door and got in, and drove away.

This person is so lost today.
Chapter completed!