"Oh, it's hard to put it into words!" Zhang Lianjun shook his head, his expression a little depressed.
"Brother, you are exaggerating. If you want a child, you want a child, but don't tire your body out." Bangge patted his shoulder seriously.
"Brother Jia, Director Jia, you have seen me like this, please help me!" Zhang Lianjun looked at Bangge pitifully.
"Can someone help me with this?" Banggeng's eyes widened with a smile.
"You're thinking shit, that's your sister-in-law." Zhang Lianjun rolled his eyes angrily and ignored his joke.
"Then what do you want to do?" Banggeng asked.
"I heard that your Chinese medicine practitioners have that kind of special medicine, please help me get some." Zhang Lianjun said thiefly.
"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't." Bangge hurriedly denied.
"Good brother, just be like me, I really have no choice this time." Zhang Lianjun begged with a grimace.
"Okay, save people to the end, send Buddha to the West. Originally this medicine was prepared for my father-in-law, I will give some to you first this time!" BangGeng slowly took out a small medicine from your bag.
After handing the bottle to Zhang Lianjun, he told: "You can only take one pill a day, and you can't take more. This is a month's supply."
"Haha, I knew you had something good." Zhang Lianjun grabbed the medicine bottle and hurriedly put it into his pocket, "By the way, how much does it cost?"
"Cost price, twenty." Banggeng opened his mouth to quote.
The price is indeed cheap, and there is not much profit at all.
Even though his production cost is less than ten yuan, that's because most of the herbs in it are grown by himself.
Moreover, this pill is troublesome to make. The most important thing is that it contains wild ginseng, which makes it difficult to buy after using up.
If he didn't have a good relationship with Zhang Lianjun, he wouldn't be prepared to sell it.
Selling it to him for 20 yuan a bottle is already a preferential price.
"Thank you." Zhang Lianjun said gratefully to Banggeng.
Friends are friends, and business is business.
Zhang Lianjun is not an ignorant person, and he knows that Bangge medicine is not cheap.
"You're welcome." Banggeng waved his hand and prepared to go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department for a while.
"Director, it seems that the dean has something to ask you and asked you to go to the dean's office." Zhao Guangming said to him as soon as he arrived at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Okay, I understand." Banggeng put down his backpack, put on his white coat and went out.
Arriving at the dean's office, dean Ni was arranging treatment with his head down.
BangGeng knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for Dean Ni to speak.
"Xiao Jia came just in time. Pack your things and go out with me for a consultation." Dean Ni said.
"Okay." Banggeng nodded.
It is a good thing to be valued by the dean, and this kind of consultation is also an opportunity to make connections, and the patients are all well-known people. This is only good for him, not bad.
After returning to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and packing his bag, BangGeng came to the door of the hospital.
Dean Ni sat in the car early and was waiting for him.
The consultation location is not far away and can be reached in about ten minutes.
The place we went to this time was a hospital, a sister hospital of Chaoyang Hospital.
After arriving at the place, Banggeng found that there were several doctors he had met before when he went to the military hospital last time.
When BangGeng is looking at them, they are also looking at BangGeng.
Especially those who have seen Banggeng’s methods last time know that Banggeng is a person with real abilities.
Before the consultation started, Banggeng also started talking to them under the leadership of Dean Ni.
Bangge is very eloquent and has acting skills. He is very humble and gives people a feeling of spring breeze. It only takes a while to win everyone's favor.
Several others who had never seen Bangge were also deeply impressed by him.
Soon, the consultation began.
The patient this time is a burn patient. The injured area is quite large and the condition is quite serious.
Everyone began to discuss treatment options.
Bangge participated in it and put forward his own opinions from time to time.
His medical skills include Chinese and Western medicine, and his medical skills have reached the level of a master. His opinions are all on key points.
In the profession of doctor, people with real abilities can often gain the respect of others.
After just one discussion, everyone’s views on the awesome memes changed.
"Doctor Jia's medical skills are excellent. If we can communicate more in the future, we might gain more."
"Dr. Jia is so young and his medical skills are not weak. He is a promising person who can be made friends with."
"The young man is great. Let's see if we can poach him later."
For a moment, everyone had different thoughts.
The doctors present for the consultation were all qualified. After a discussion, a complete treatment plan was quickly formulated.
However, this time Bangge did not steal their limelight and did not participate in the operation.
Of course, he did not leave. This was a good learning opportunity. Even if he wanted to leave, Dean Ni would not let him leave.
After watching an operation, Banggeng gained a lot and his medical proficiency increased a bit.
The operation was completed smoothly, and the patient was soon out of danger after the operation.
In the afternoon, I left with Dean Ni and returned to Chaoyang Hospital.
On the way back, Dean Ni asked Banggan: "I heard that you have a house in the city?"
"Well, I got lucky some time ago and got a bargain, and now I've moved here." Bangge nodded.
"That's good, you can tell me if you need anything." Dean Ni said with a smile.
"Well, there's something really interesting. Are there many sewing tickets at the dean's house?" Banggeng was moved in his heart and asked.
"Sewing tickets?" Dean Ni was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course there is, go to my office later and I will get you two."
Hospital bills all have a fixed amount. Generally, there is no surplus for food bills, but bills for home appliances like this have a surplus.
After all, if you want to buy these things, in addition to tickets, you also need money.
Ordinary families are reluctant to buy it.
"Thank you, Dean." Banggeng thanked him happily.
They actually have a sewing machine at home, but that one is in the courtyard, and Qin Huairu keeps using it.
Generally, when the family needs to make clothes, sew, mend, etc., they take it back and let Qin Huairu do it.
When I moved to Orchid Garden some time ago, Shen Xiaonan mentioned that it would be nice to have a sewing machine.
These words were borne in mind by Bangge.
When Dean Ni asked about it, he just brought it up.
All the way back to Chaoyang Hospital, we went to the director's office. Director Ni rummaged around for a while and gave him two sewing tickets.
"If you need any tickets in the future, you can come to me." Dean Ni values Banggeng very much and is willing to invest in it.
"Thank you, Dean." Banggeng nodded gratefully.
After chatting with Dean Ni for a few words, Bangge returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Not long after, it was time to get off work.
BangGeng took off his white coat and met Shen Xiaonan at the entrance of the hospital, carrying his backpack.
"Let's go to the department store." BangGeng pushed the bicycle, planning to buy a sewing machine today.