The noodles of this era were knife-cut noodles, not the thin noodles made by machines. They had a strong texture and no seasoning, but were extremely delicious.

Everyone didn't mention what happened just now, and Doctor He didn't know about it. After coming in, he called the five people to him, "In a moment, the five of you will take the pulse of three of them and write the pulse on the paper."

When Shen Ruoxi was seeing a doctor, her whole personality changed drastically. She was steady, calm, confident, and particularly dazzling.

Doctor Zhao's expression changed and he pushed the man away, "Then you can treat it yourself."

As soon as he entered, he met an acquaintance - a middle-aged doctor, the person Shen Ruoxi handed over to him for the resurrecting acupuncture technique.

People were coming and going in the medical clinic, and the middle-aged doctor was quickly called away.

Dr. He asked people to place two tables at the door, one for him to sit on and one for the candidates to sit on.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came to persuade, "Young Master, doctors are not gods. There are always times when there is something wrong with my strength. Please forgive me, Young Master."

The shopkeeper's face was not very good, "Our medical clinic is full of talented people. I am afraid that this child cannot be cured, so I would like to ask the young master to try elsewhere."

The fourth candidate passed. He wrote very calmly and was a relatively steady person. He had a doctor-like demeanor when feeling his pulse. In addition, he had done well in the exam before, so he came here.

"Okay, okay, I'll go take a look first." The old lady left happily.

Is this okay?

Dr. He's eyes flickered slightly. Shen Ruoxi observed meticulously and made a reasonable guess. It would not be possible without certain experience. As a doctor, he is also very patient.

Doctor Zhao and the shopkeeper were immediately pushed to the edge, feeling helpless.

The other party also saw Shen Ruoxi, but they were not familiar with each other and did not say hello. After they came in, they went to find their own teachers.

The middle-aged doctor quickly added, "If she takes the medical exam, doesn't it just mean that she has medical skills? Let her try it quickly, otherwise there will really be nothing we can do."

The child's grandmother said without hesitation, "What do you know? You are not a doctor. Don't scaremonger my grandson." She called to the child's eldest brother, "Hurry up and go to another hospital."

"You don't need to do anything else, just write a photo of yourself. After you finish writing, wait aside and I will issue a doctor's certificate to you."

The child's second brother suddenly changed his face, "You don't even have a doctor's certificate, so you come here to treat a disease that no doctor can cure. Why do you have it?"

Shen Ruoxi was moved. For one hundred taels of silver, her mother's illness could be cured.

Thinking like this, Shen Ruoxi stood up.

The patient who comes in first sits in front of his consulting table, he takes his pulse first, and then asks the examinee to take his pulse, and so on, as the examination process.

Soon after, a patient came in and sat in front of Dr. He, stretching out his arm to let Dr. He take his pulse.

The eldest brother of the child no longer hesitated and stepped forward to pick up the child and go to another hospital.

She had heard of Baicaotang before, but didn't know its specific location. She found Baicaotang after asking several people.

Shen Ruoxi secretly thought that this was consistent with her examination results. One of the young boy's ribs was broken and pierced into his lungs, which would lead to symptoms such as vomiting blood and difficulty breathing.

The man who rushed in earlier was also the child's second brother. He grabbed the shopkeeper by the collar and said, "If you don't cure me, I will destroy you!"

Shen Ruoxi sat in the corner, silently observing the medical center.

Doctor Zhao didn't lose his temper. After all, human life was at stake. He got up and walked towards Liliang.

The old woman sighed, "My daughter came back to see me a few days ago. I saw bruises on her arms and suspected that she had been beaten. I asked her and she said no, so I felt something was wrong. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that she had been beaten. Question, and then that’s it…”

Shen Ruoxi smiled and said, "I'm here to take the exam."

The child's mother burst into tears and rushed over, pushing Shen Ruoxi aside, "How is it? How is Shuyang?"

The child's grandmother asked the child's eldest brother, "How is my grandson doing?"

It's a pity that we will never see each other again in this life, and Shen Ruoxi couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Thank you, Doctor He."

The shopkeeper was defeated by the opponent's fist, "First take the child to the separation room and lay him flat on the bed."

The scholar was very scared, "Yeah."

After Doctor He took the pulse, Shen Ruoxi took the pulse and said, "Press on your upper abdomen."

The scholar pressed down under Shen Ruoxi's guidance, and the pain immediately made him burst into tears, "Doctor, do you know what's wrong with me?"

"You have gastritis, just take three doses of medicine and you'll be fine." Shen Ruoxi habitually told the patient's condition and then wrote down the prescription, "Go and get the medicine."
Chapter completed!