Professor Du Zhongkui looked at Gu Shen twice, then looked at the inspection report, looked at the inspection report twice, and then looked at Gu Shen twice.
He really couldn't understand that there were people in this world who could tell whether a person had signs of a stroke by looking at his appearance.
In fact, Gu Shen's condition is quite mild and it is likely that he will recover without treatment.
It was at Tuanjiehu Hospital, which has the only transcranial Doppler ultrasound in the country, that it was possible to accurately detect that he was indeed sick.
"Uncle Du, please don't say anything, it will make me feel scared." Gu Shen was a little frightened by the stares.
Professor Du Zhongkui looked away and sighed, "The doctor was right, you did have signs of a stroke, very mild.
It may be so mild that it may get better as long as you change your bad living habits and exercise regularly.”
Professor Du Zhongkui's diagnosis gave Gu Shen a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the ten yuan for the consultation was well spent.
Otherwise, when Gu Zheng finds out, he will laugh at me for being deceived.
"Just now you said that the doctor also prescribed prescriptions?" Professor Du Zhongkui asked eagerly.
"Guizhi, Duhuo, white wine, eggs..." Gu Shen raised his eyelids and recited the prescription prescribed by Li Donglai.
Every time he mentioned the name of a medicinal material, Professor Du Zhongkui's mouth would grow a little larger. By the time he heard the word "baijiu", Professor Du Zhongkui's mouth could already be filled with goose eggs.
"Are you kidding me? How can this kind of folk medicine cure diseases? Xiao Shen, let me prescribe some medicine for you... Hey... don't leave!"
Before Professor Du Zhongkui finished speaking, he saw Gu Shen had slipped to the door, and a word came from the warm sunshine: "Uncle Du, I will go home to scramble eggs and drink the old man's Maotai. Goodbye!"
Professor Du Zhongkui:....
He was already sure that Gu Shen had encountered a big scammer.
He sighed deeply and said, 'Oh, Lao Gu's second son is good at everything, but he looks a bit like the young master before liberation.'
Yes, scrambled eggs and white wine won’t kill you anyway, so just let him do what he wants.
...
Li Donglai, who was called a big liar by Professor Du Zhongkui, was fooling a forty-year-old worker uncle in the internal medicine clinic.
"Comrade, look, you have such a big scabies on your arm. If it continues to develop, it will be serious."
"Doctor Li, please help me treat it quickly."
"Don't worry, as long as you listen to me and follow my prescription, the scabies will disappear within a week."
"Doctor, tell me what the prescription is."
"You catch three live scorpions, dry them in the sun, grind them into powder, and fry them in soybean oil, three times a day, a spoonful each time."
The worker uncle's eyes widened little by little.
He looked at Li Donglai in disbelief, stood up suddenly, and ran to Ding Qiunan's desk: "Doctor girl, please prescribe some medicine for me."
Li Donglai:....
Ding, the patient did not accept the prescription, and the score is -1.
Damn it!
Ding Qiunan helped the worker uncle to prescribe a bottle of penicillin ointment and several anti-inflammatory drugs for oral administration.
After the uncle worker left, she came to Li Donglai's desk.
Li Donglai met that gentle gaze and put down his pen sarcastically, "Master, I..."
Ding Qiunan smiled bitterly, this young man who was so handsome and heart-stoppingly handsome was a bit unreliable in what he did.
If it were another doctor, according to Ding Qiunan's temper, he would have reported it to Director Jiao long ago.
But, he is Li Donglai, how could he let it go?
Cough, I seem to be craving for his body.
Ding Qiunan said softly, "Donglai, you are now a regular doctor at the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital, and you are no longer the barefoot doctor before."
"Don't use the old methods anymore. If something goes wrong with the patient, no one can bear the responsibility."
"You should trust science."
Li Donglai nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, I believe in science."
During the subsequent visit to Zhen, Li Donglai wisely did not use the barefoot doctor system.
Most of the workers in the steel rolling mill are literate.
Most workers have attended primary school, and even half of those who have not attended school have participated in street literacy classes.
They do not believe that eating raw pheasant necks can cure purulent dermatitis.
Li Donglai couldn't blame them yet, because he wouldn't believe it if it were him.
I can only blame the weird prescriptions provided by the Barefoot Doctor system.
Looking at the motionless 526 points, Li Donglai fell into melancholy.
In what year and month will I be able to accumulate enough points and return to the next life?
How about going to the pigeon market again?
No, no.
The early morning trip to the pigeon market gave Li Donglai a clearer understanding of the world.
The general's coat was second to none, but the middle-aged man behind him vaguely revealed some murderous intent.
That guy must have been a ruthless character before liberation.
Although it is a new world now and everything is different, people are still the same old people.
It's best to be careful in everything.
Li Donglai was thinking about the future when a clear voice sounded at the door: "Hey, Doctor Ding, Doctor Li, do you know?"
He raised his head and looked up, and saw Liu Fang's little head peeking through the door. The word "eat melon" was written on her chubby little face.
"Do you know what happened to the child who was sent to Chaoyang Hospital yesterday?"
Li Donglai and Ding Qiunan looked at each other and neither answered her.
"I heard from my second aunt's uncle that the child is disabled!" Seeing that no one was talking to her, Liu Fang stopped showing off.
"Crippled?" Li Donglai was surprised.
"Probably not. Dr. Liu from Chaoyang Hospital is a famous surgeon in the capital. If he takes action, how could he not be able to save it?" Ding Qiunan frowned.
Even though she was far away at the time, she could clearly see the injuries on the child's feet.
Although the steel nail has penetrated deep into the bone, it is not completely impossible to heal.
Seeing that her words had attracted the attention of the two doctors, Liu Fang became even more excited. She slipped into the internal medicine clinic and closed the door.
Then he came to the two of them and murmured in a low voice, "If Dr. Liu takes action, the problem will not be big.
But the old lady at that house was a wicked person, and she would scratch Dr. Liu’s face whenever she disagreed.”
"This..." Li Donglai was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Scratch? Why scratch?" Ding Qiunan loves gossip, she whispered, "That old lady seems to be the mother of Jia Xudong, a fitter in a workshop. Jia Xudong is a very honest child, how come he has such a powerful mother."
Liu Fang: "Why? It's not that Dr. Liu refused to guarantee that he could cure the child. Mrs. Jia Zhang thought she was being deceived, so she rushed up and scolded her."
"Dr. Liu is also stubborn. He replied a few words, but before anyone from the medical department arrived, Mrs. Jia Zhang scratched Dr. Liu's face."
"This will waste time. By the time the child is on the operating table, the surgeon will be unable to do anything."
After finishing speaking, she did not forget to click her tongue twice, "This is the first time I have seen such an unreasonable old lady."
"Even so, I don't know any woman who doesn't have the foresight to marry into the Jia family. Her whole life will be ruined." Ding Qiunan unconsciously glanced at Li Donglai and said,
Li Donglai was still immersed in shock.
He was shocked by Jia Zhang's actions.
In his two lifetimes, he has known tens of thousands of people, and none of them are stranger than the Jia Zhang family.
