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Chapter 77 Xu Damao accepts the facts

Xu Damao subconsciously hid the sample cup behind his back.

Qin Huairu took the lead and immediately asked: "Xu Damao, what are you hiding?"

Xu Damao tilted his head and glanced, "You, do you care? Qin Huairu, what are you doing here? Don't you go to work well?"

"Me? Huh, I have a stomachache and I'm here for a gynecological examination. Do you care?"

"Then, why are you so scared when you see me?"

"Tch! I was frightened by your surprise. Tell me the truth. What are you doing here? Does Jingru know?"

Xu Damao said unhappily: "Huh? Qin Huairu, do you want to take care of my family's affairs?"

Qin Huairu said disdainfully: "Xu Damao, don't let me stand here. I'm warning you, you can't hide anything from my sister!"

Xu Damao immediately turned to smile and said: "How could it be? I was forced to come here by Jingru, but you can't tell Shazhu and Lin Zhen."

"Huh, look at my mood!"

"Stop, Sister Qin, dear sister, okay? Don't tell those two people, you must be laughing at me, we are relatives!"

"Hey! Now that we know we are relatives, what did you say last time? Tell Jingru to go to my house less and not talk to me more?"

"No way, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, sister, please watch my performance tonight, okay?"

"I don't have time to talk to you!" Qin Huairu smiled and turned away.

Xu Damao quickly picked up the sample cup and checked it. Fortunately, it didn't spill.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself that I was really unlucky. The more I avoided people, the more I met acquaintances.

You, Qin Huairu, didn't check early or late, but you bumped into me!

Let’s wait and see when the results come out.

If it were really my problem, I would be broke tonight, otherwise Qin Huairu would definitely give Jingru some air.

Xu Damao was worried, but Qin Huairu was not at ease at all.

When she first met Xu Damao, she was startled, but then she calmed down.

With a few understatements, the procedure was described as a gynecological examination.

Her expression remained unchanged, and she was not worried at all about Xu Damao's nonsense.

In terms of psychological quality, Qin Huairu is at a higher level than Xu Damao.

Not long after the meeting, Qin Huairu checked and found that there was no pregnancy or inflammation.

The doctor immediately put her on the birth control ring, prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs, and gave her some precautions in the near future.

Qin Huairu quietly went to the ring and returned home alone.

at the same time.

Xu Damao was sitting in the consulting room with a sad face, listening to the doctor's "sentence" to him.

"Comrade, judging from the examination results, your sample size is small, the survival rate is low, the malformation rate is high, and there is also a problem of not liquefying."

"Then...then, is it easy to cure?"

"Based on the current medical level of the hospital, further hormone tests cannot be performed. To treat this disease, traditional therapy is basically adopted, but the cure rate is very low."

"How low is that?"

"Uh... don't try to find out. It will increase your psychological burden. Anyway, it's very low."

"Doctor, what is traditional therapy?"

"Just drink Chinese medicine. I'll prescribe you a few doses of Chinese medicine first. You can go back and drink it to see if..."

Xu Damao could no longer hear what the doctor said later.

At this time, he was completely despairing. He knew exactly what the low cure rate meant.

It can be understood as 0.

Xu Damao took the order written by the doctor and left the consulting room in a daze.

At this time, he had no intention of getting the medicine, and his heart was full of anger and helplessness.

After leaving the hospital, I tore up the sheet and threw it away.

"That's okay. I can go to the countryside to watch movies in the future, and I can relax without worrying about the little girls getting pregnant!"

"Huh! What's the benefit of having more children? The house will be a mess all day long!"

"This is good, I am so pure!"



Xu Damao comforted himself while talking to himself, while riding his bicycle back.

But he said so much to comfort himself that he didn't even believe it.

Instead, he became jealous of Lin Zhen.

"Birth, birth, birth! How can you be so good at giving birth! I'll forget about it after you give birth!"

"Ugh...where are all these things? I, Xu Damao, don't have a wife?"

"No! I still have to treat it! The cure rate is low, but it's not impossible. Why did I tear up the prescription?"

Xu Damao braked to a sudden stop and looked behind him.

We were already far away from the hospital, and it was unreasonable to turn back. I was so angry that I slapped myself on the forehead.

"Forget it, ask Dr. Ye. He can take your pulse, so it shouldn't be difficult to prescribe medicine!"

Xu Damao did not return to the factory immediately, but rode all the way to Ye Qi's clinic.

When I looked out, there happened to be no patients inside, except Dr. Ye.

Xu Damao hurried in and told the doctor the results of the examination in detail.

Doctor Ye frowned and said, "Didn't the hospital prescribe medicine for you?"

Xu Damao was embarrassed to say that he was so angry that he tore up the prescription.

He said awkwardly: "I didn't let the doctor prescribe it. I said I wanted to go home and take care of myself first, but I thought of you halfway. Your clinic is close to my home, so I might as well let you prescribe it."

"Okay, let me check your pulse first. This symptom needs to be adjusted slowly over a long period of time. It won't be cured in three or two months."

"It's okay! It's close anyway, so just don't tell others nonsense."

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep your confidentiality. Even if I discuss this disease with other doctors, I will not say it is you, or even people in the surrounding hospitals."

"Okay, with your words, I feel relieved."

Doctor Ye took Xu Damao's pulse again and became even more curious about the expert.

"Comrade Xu Damao, don't hide your illness from the doctor. You have to tell me the truth. Last time you almost dislocated your whole body. Was it because you were beaten?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he smiled awkwardly and said, "How could that be?"

Doctor Ye shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"I have been studying medicine since I was a child. My ancestor is Mr. Ye Tianshi, an old man from Shangjin. Although my generation is not as good at learning as my ancestors, I can still see the reason for your situation that day. You are a man who is proficient in bone-setting techniques.

I have made it clear that I want to ask you what the master did, and I hope you will stop hiding it."

Xu Damao was very embarrassed and quickly looked outside the door.

Doctor Ye said: "Don't worry, I'm just asking and won't tell anyone else."

Xu Damao then whispered: "It's true that he was beaten by someone. It's my fault for not doing things right, but who it is, I really dare not say. Please stop asking, I would rather not treat this disease."

Doctor Ye advised: "Okay, if you don't want to say it, forget it. I'm not asking for anything else. I just want to discuss medical skills with him. Is this the same person who took your pulse in the first place?"

Xu Damao quickly shook his head: "No, no, that's another person's nonsense. I won't hide this from you, it's really not the same person."

Xu Damao's ability to set off smoke bombs and talk nonsense is indeed very cliché.

Doctor Ye Qi was really fooled by him.

"Okay, let's talk about this later. I'll prescribe medicine for you for seven days. You go to the drug store and get the prescription. Remember, sexual intercourse is prohibited for these seven days."

Ye Qi's small clinic is not a big drug store. There are usually many medicines for treating headaches and fevers, but the medicines prescribed for Xu Damao are not available here.

Xu Damao took the prescription and said happily: "Okay, I've written it down. You are a real doctor who knows how to treat diseases. You are much better than that amateur. That guy asked me to plow the field three times a day, and my waist almost broke from fatigue."

!”

"Who is that person? Is he from your steel rolling mill?"

"Ah? No, no, I met a bad old man when I went to the countryside to watch a movie."


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