Western medicine can not only use antibiotics, but also their special skills in surgery. However, this skill is not overused in occasions like free medical treatment, but it is not useful at all.

At this time, another patient who was injured came to the square. Two other students from the medical department met at the same time. They all said that their medical skills were good, and this time they would not argue with others' bad luck. After all, they were all from the same school.

After comparing the two schools of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, the patient went directly to the Western medicine.

Qin An attaches great importance to this patient. After all, he can only play by himself if he wants to reverse his reputation.

Qin An personally diagnosed and treated him, and found that it was an ordinary fall, but it only hurt the bones and needed a cast.

After diagnosis, the student was asked to give the patient a cast.

It is not difficult to diagnose and treat this patient, and this cannot reflect Qin An's own superb medical skills.

It’s like a chef. If he is asked to make a Manchu-Han banquet, it can reflect his cooking skills. But only frying a bowl of vegetables is similar to an ordinary chef. If he can’t break the gap, the ceiling is only that high.

Isn’t this kind of joke circulating now? The academic master who scored 98 points feels that he is not much different from the academic god who scored 100 points. The academic god immediately slapped him in the face and said that the academic master got 98 points in the exam because he only knows 98 points, and the academic god got 100 points in the exam, because there are only 100 points on the exam.

"Jiang Sheng, go and invite this patient over and say that we can cure it without plastering. In such a hot day, who would like to plaster? Needless to say, the following sentence is." Bandages and plaster are also the special skills of Western medicine, but Lin Ze can treat this without plaster.

Jiang Sheng went to invite him, but the patient was unwilling to come. Jiang Sheng said that he didn't want money, and he was a professor-level doctor.

With a try-and-try mentality, the patient who fell and injured came over.

After all, it is quite troublesome to apply gypsum, and it is very hot and the gypsum is not breathable. It tastes sour and refreshing over time.

Lin Ze asked, "Where did the old man fall and get hurt?"

The old man talked about his experiences these days. It turned out that he had fallen and was injured on the construction site. He was going to the hospital, but he heard that there was a free medical treatment here and came here.

The foreman gave him three thousand yuan in medical expenses and asked him to go home to rest.

Lin Ze found through touching the bones, but it was just a minor injury. Of course, it would be better to be able to put a cast on it.

But such a minor injury is common for Lin Ze himself.

The ointment he carries with can be treated symptomatically.

These medicines are not from Yaowangfeng, but from Longyuan. In Longyuan's daily training, bruises and injuries are common.

Lin Ze said: "This kind of injury can be cured without plaster, but it is certain that you can rest for a week. You can't do physical work this week. Otherwise, if you earn money this week and hurt your body, you will spend more money to treat it in the future."

He can't do the work after applying plaster. If he just puts plaster, he might continue to do the work. So Lin Ze must first explain the interests in it and don't let him lose the big picture because of a small amount.

"I'll put a pair of plasters on you now. At the beginning, you will feel the heat emitted by the plasters, which is that your body is absorbing the effect of the medicine, so don't worry."

The old man said: "Yes, I felt a heat and a little tingling, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

To be on the safe side, Lin Ze said: "The gypsum can be avoided, but the bandages cannot be missing. I will teach you how to tie it. After returning home, I will tie it like this yourself. I will take this ointment back for a course of treatment and can rest at home with peace of mind."

It's a free clinic now, so it's easy to change the medicine for the old man, but when he comes home, he can't find it when he comes to Lin Ze again.

So Lin Ze prepared a course of ointment for him and asked him to take it back by himself.

For such simple treatment, there is no difference between Lin Ze and Qin An in medicine, but the treatment method is much worse.

And these details are the embodiment of medical ethics.

Someone told Qin An about the situation on Lin Ze in vivid detail.

Qin An said disdainfully: "Pretending to be merciful."

Lin Ze treated several patients one after another, and his treatment method was to apply a pair of plaster.

"You are lumbar muscle fasciitis, which is what you usually call lumbar muscle strain. Just apply a pair of plaster, but you should pay more attention to maintenance."

"This is because there is cold in the body, the meridians are blocked, and it will hurt if it is blocked. Just apply a pair of plaster."

"You're...just put a pair of plaster."

After several consecutive times, Jiang Sheng said, "Teacher Lin, if you treat it like this, I will do it. Anyway, it's just applying plaster."

"That's right, you might as well change your name to 'Lin Yitie'." Not only did Jiang Sheng have an objection, but Lu Jian, who was sitting behind, also had an objection.

Lin Ze also expressed helplessness, "Their symptoms are indeed that they only need this plaster."

"Okay, let's get over it. No patients have come to see the doctor." Lin Ze saw that there were no one in the square to see the doctor, so he was no longer wasted here.

After all, the Western Medicine Department opposite is also preparing to end.

Qin An was furious today by Lin Ze's last few plasters. These elderly people just believed in those plasters.

Plasters, plasters, shit plasters!

Qin An was educated in the new era. In the education he received, the lumbar disc herniation was required to undergo surgery, rather than applying a shit plaster.

Qin An originally wanted to jump out and object, but he knew from the information given by the students that there was still the dean sitting behind Lin Ze.

The dean is a Chinese medicine practitioner. At this time, Qin An jumped out to oppose Lin Ze's plaster, which would be similar to the dean anyway.

So he could only swallow his anger. Even if the anger exploded, he could only explode his internal organs. The energy could not be vented.

At this time, he smelled a foul smell.

It’s not someone in front of him that farts, but a rotten and sour smell.

"Hello doctor, I heard there is a free medical consultation here."

Qin An was packing up his things and smelling the stench was emitted from the middle-aged man in front, and there was a boy who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old standing next to him.

Qin An shook his hand and said with his nose blocked, "The free clinic has ended, you can go to see the old Chinese doctor across the street."

Qin An would never treat such a stinky migrant worker, so he quickly pushed this person to Lin Ze's side.

"Don't you like fake compassion, then you can treat him."

The middle-aged man did not have much surprise in his reaction to Qin An. He had encountered such a thing many times.

He said to his son next to him: "Shitou, let's go."

The boy named Shitou said, "There are doctors over there, let's go there."

The middle-aged man saw that Shi Tou didn't want to give up, so he walked over with him.

The young doctor just said that the one over there is an old Chinese doctor who pays more attention to etiquette.

Lin Ze was directing the students to clean up the scene when he saw a father and son coming over. He said to Jiang Sheng: "Go and help the patient over."

"Teacher Lin, haven't you finished work?"

Lin Zeyi said righteously: "As long as there is one patient, then the work will not be over."
Chapter completed!