Huang Ying brought her new colleagues in, which surprised everyone.
"Wow, handsome guy Peng." Someone shouted, "Rare visitors, rare visitors."
Qi Yue was also a little surprised.
"I just had an operation, so I came here to have some fun." Peng Jiahai said, bowing his head slightly and saluting.
"Pengpi Shenghui." Qi Yue smiled and called in, "There is wine here, which one do you want to drink? I will heat up some hot dishes for you."
"No need to be busy, just drink some wine and eat some side dishes." Peng Jiahai said hurriedly.
"You're welcome, you're welcome Moon, my colleague has been handed over to your host." Huang Ying said, hurriedly dragging the colleague next to her, "Let's go, let's continue fighting, I don't believe we can't win."
Everyone laughed and went their separate ways.
Peng Jiahai hesitated and stood at the small bar.
Qi Yue turned on the stove.
"Are there any taboos?" She turned around and asked.
"Ah, no, no," Peng Jiahai said hurriedly.
"Bring your own cup and drink whatever you want. Don't be constrained. They all do that in my house." Qi Yue smiled and nodded with her chin.
Peng Jiahai responded with a smile, took the cup himself, looked at it, and poured a glass of red wine.
Qi Yue saw it, thought about it, and took out the steak from the refrigerator.
"Where did you go to college?" she asked.
"Colombia." Peng Jiahai said, shaking the wine glass.
There was a sizzling sound as the steak was put into the oil on the stove.
"Wow, you are a top student." Qi Yue said with a smile.
"Don't dare, don't dare, every school has top students and low-level students." Peng Jiahai said.
Qi Yue looked back at him and smiled.
"Thanks for the compliment," she said.
Peng Jiahai smiled.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Whose?" someone in the living room shouted.
"Moon, your home phone number." Someone reacted and shouted.
Qi Yue looked at the oil pan.
"I'll do it." Peng Jiahai said, putting down his wine glass.
Qi Yue smiled and gave him the spatula and hurriedly walked to the phone.
After answering the phone, he came back and saw Peng Jiahai wearing an apron and turning the pot neatly.
"Let me do it, how can I let you, a guest, do it yourself?" Qi Yue said with a smile.
"Let me do it. Guests are here uninvited. Just do it yourself." Peng Jiahai said, looking around again, "The oven..."
Qi Yue opened the oven, arranged the iron plates, and then opened the refrigerator when she thought of something.
"Colorful peppers or potatoes?" she leaned from behind the refrigerator door and asked,
"Colorful peppers." Peng Jiahai said.
The colleague here looked over and saw it, and hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Everyone looked over.
In the kitchen, a tall and thin man wearing an apron was frying steaks, and a woman in light gray home clothes put the chopped vegetables into the frying pan and blew on her fingers habitually.
I don't know what was said, but both of them laughed.
"Sister Huang, how many matchmakers did you say you had? Enough to build several layers of merit towers?" the colleague said with a smile.
Huang Ying, who had the note on her face again, raised her chin proudly.
"That is." she said.
"Hey, how is this turtle? It looks like a human..." Another person asked with a bit of worry, "The moon can't be crowned by pigs anymore..."
"Don't you feel at ease when I do things?" Huang Ying said, "I am no better than that bastard Wu Jianfeng. He has to have a good family background, a good appearance, and a good education. Let me tell you, there are many people in our department who are eyeing him.
went."
She raised her eyebrows when she said this.
"But, sister, I will strike first." She smiled.
Everyone laughed.
"Sister, please accept our obeisance." they said in unison.
Huang Ying laughed.
"Sister, you lost again." Everyone said again.
The laughter here made Qi Yue and Peng Jiahai look back.
"You have a lot of friends." Peng Jiahai said.
"Yeah, I'm a really nice person." Qi Yue said with a smile.
Peng Jiahai smiled.
"Do you like to praise yourself?" he said.
Qi Yue was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile.
"I was afraid that others would be embarrassed to say it, so I said it for them." She smiled and took out the steak that was kept warm in the oven.
Peng Jiahai smiled and placed the fried peppers on the plate.
"Come on, who wants to try authentic Colombian steak?" Qi Yue smiled and came over with two plates.
Both sides raised their hands, Qi Yue handed them two plates and knives and forks, and everyone took their drinks and thanked Peng Jiahai one after another.
"Director Peng, you must come here more often in the future."
"We have more chefs."
Everyone laughed.
Peng Jiahai also smiled and said hello.
"Actually, I know how to do this." He smiled, drinking red wine, joking for a while, and returned to the small bar by pouring wine.
Qi Yue is reaching for the beer.
"Red wine?" She gave it to him.
Peng Jiahai thanked him and poured half a cup.
"The patient was not rescued," he said suddenly.
Qi Yue sighed and looked at him in confusion.
"Sure enough, it's a brain problem." Peng Jiahai said, "The ophthalmology patient you sent here at noon."
Really..guessed it right?
Qi Yue couldn't help but be stunned.
Following those ancient doctors in her dream, she learned those techniques of pulse diagnosis and inquiry that were really unavailable to them in their eyes, but actually, they were really... useful...
"What a pity." She said silently.
Peng Jiahai nodded.
"Actually, it was only half a day. If I had done an MRI at that time, I could have been hospitalized on the spot, and the rescue would not have been delayed," he said.
"I don't think it's because of me..." Qi Yue said, shaking the beer in his hand.
"No, no, that's not what I meant." Peng Jiahai said hurriedly, "I just want to know, what kind of pulse diagnosis did you really see?"
Qi Yue said nothing.
"I asked the doctors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Peng Jiahai continued, "They said it is possible, but most traditional Chinese medicine doctors really don't dare to say that they can reach this level."
General Chinese medicine…
Qi Yue was stunned.
those people…
Not an ordinary Chinese medicine...
Are those people the seniors...
In front of her eyes appeared the voices and faces of those people, those who laughed, talked, saluted respectfully, those who were running back and forth, those who were in wheelchairs, those who were serious about diagnosing and treating patients, those who gathered together to consider prescriptions, those who were white-haired, those who were young and energetic
…..
those people…
"Doctor Qi?"
"Qi...Moon?"
Qi Yue came back to her senses and saw Peng Jiahai looking at her with concern and patting her shoulder gently.
"Oh, I was distracted." She said apologetically, rubbing her eyes to let the sourness dissipate.
Peng Jiahai took back his hand and motioned for her to sit down.
Qi Yue was not polite and sat aside, turning the beer in his hand.
"No, I just know a little bit about it." She said and smiled, "I must have seen this patient's symptoms before, in a book, but I can't remember clearly, and I'm not sure. I didn't expect it to be so confusing.
correct."
Having said this, she smiled bitterly.
"Of course, I'd rather I wasn't right," she said.
Peng Jiahai nodded.
"Emotionally, but intellectually, it's a really good thing," he said, holding the wine glass in both hands. "It sounds amazing."
Qi Yue smiled.
"There is no magic, there are no miracles in this world." She said, "Miracles come from hard work."
Peng Jiahai smiled and nodded...
Qi Yue lowered her head and opened another can of beer.
When Qi Yue walked into the office the next day, she was greeted by a large number of visitors.
"Come on, Doctor Qi, check my pulse."
"Come on, show me..."
There were many people who were young or of the same age, from the same department but from different departments, and who were acquaintances and semi-acquaintances.
The incident about the eye patient yesterday has apparently spread.
Qi Yue couldn't laugh or cry.
"Okay." She said, sat down, and said, "Come on."
A colleague sits down while doing his homework.
"Okay, our Department of Thoracic Surgery will compete for the job of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine from today on." He said, waving his hands to the people behind him, "Come, take a photo for me, and keep this epoch-making moment."
The laughter in the room got louder.
"Senior Brother Wang," Qi Yue said suddenly, looking at the doctor, "Your liver hurts so much, should you take a closer look?"
Doctor Wang smiled.
"How did you know my liver hurts?" he asked, "Did my wife call you?"
He did have liver pain for half the night last night. He took painkillers before falling asleep. Today he is thinking of doing a test.
He didn't have this problem before. It happened suddenly, and no one knew about it except the couple.
"Did the real pulse diagnosis come out?" Everyone who was watching and laughing asked in surprise.
"That's not right, I haven't checked my pulse yet!"
Everyone said again.
Hope, hear and ask, hope is the first priority...
Madam Qi, come and see...
Diseases originate from within and must be reflected from the outside…
Don't be impatient, take your time and watch...
Qi Yue looked at the surprised doctor in front of her, but what appeared in front of her was a kind-hearted old man.
In her dreams, many times she was busy treating diseases and teaching in her own way, but by following these people, from south to north, from north to east, she still learned some things subtly, but what she learned on her own was not as good as those of others.
In front of others, he is as good as an apprentice who has just entered the door...
Isn't it a dream?
If it's not a dream, what is it?
She raised her hand.
"Next, next," she said.
There was a lively scene in the thoracic surgery clinic, so much so that those who came for consultation were startled.
"No, I'm the first in line. Why are there so many people in front of me?"
The director soon found out and came over with a dark face.
"...Yes, yes, yes, it's the lungs. I really did it when I was a child!" a young female doctor shouted excitedly, holding the phone in her hand, "My mother almost forgot what my mother said! Sister Qi
,How did you know?"
"Know what?" shouted the director.
Only then did the people in the room see that the leader was coming, and they immediately became quiet.
But the female doctor was not quiet.
"You know I choked in the bathtub when I was a kid!" she shouted.
The director's face turned even darker.
"So? You don't have to go to work today and you have to call in sick?" he asked.
Only then did the female doctor see that the director was coming, and she hurriedly stuck out her tongue and stood up.
Qi Yue also stood up.
"Director, Sister Qi is amazing at diagnosing pulses." The female doctor couldn't help but say.
"So whether you diagnose or not, will your bonus be more or less this month?" the director asked.
The female doctor smiled and stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran out.
Everyone in the room also dispersed in a hurry.
"I mean Xiao Qi..." The director looked at Qi Yue with a straight face and was about to lecture him.
Qi Yue also raised her feet and walked out.
"Director, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'm going to find someone to check on me." She said and ran out without waiting for the director's reply.
The director shouted twice, but Qi Yue had already run away.
How outrageous!
These young people are unorganized and undisciplined and are becoming increasingly difficult to manage!
Qi Yue ignored the director's depression and ran to the elevator. It was the peak time for medical treatment and there was no chance to take it. She simply turned around and entered the stairwell and climbed up the stairs.
It’s not a dream! It’s not a dream! She has really experienced it! Otherwise, how could she learn this!
How can this be!
How can this be!
Who can give her an explanation? Give her a scientific and rational explanation!
The man in the dream cried and cried out night after night, wasn’t it a dream? Wasn’t it a dream?!
Moon Girl…..
return..
Yue Niang…
Come back...
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There is another update in the afternoon. (To be continued)
