"6. Theoretically, how long does it take for a cold to be cured?"

"A, within two hours, B, within one day, C, within two or three days, D, within a week. ”

After the two questions that made Xia Minghe a little tormented, as if he was afraid that the answerer would lose confidence, he came out with another question to send points.

If it was before, Xia Minghe would probably choose C, but now, he chose A without hesitation, does he need to say more about his own example?

"7. What do you think a good doctor should be?"

"A. Superb medical skills; B. Noble medical ethics; C. Medical ethics must be exquisite; D. Medical skills must be average, and medical ethics must be noble. ”

In front of this seventh question, Xia Minghe hesitated again.

This may seem like a question to be given, but it may also be a proposition.

After hesitating for a long time, he was still unsure of the answer, remembering that the answer was multiple choice, and in the end, he ticked both AB.

"8. What does the death of a patient belong to due to improper medication?"

"A. Lack of medical skills, B. Lack of medical ethics, C. Medical errors, D. Malicious homicide. ”

Is this a multiple-choice question?

How do I feel that it is more difficult than the quiz questions!

This kind of vague and uncertain multiple-choice question is the most annoying, and Xia Minghe hugged his head a little frantically.

On the same day, in the evening, someone was also answering this question, but the difference was that there was an old grandfather by his side.

A. Lack of medical skills;

B. Medical ethics are lacking;

C. Medical errors;

Faced with this question, Meng Hai also hesitated for a while, and then, he ticked all three items in front of him, but unexpectedly, at this time, the mouse was directly picked up by his grandfather, and the first three items were removed, and on the last item, he ticked.

Meng He, a local doctor who is quite legendary.

From a cold to a variety of other inflammatory fractures, and even a terminal cancer that has been seen in the county hospital, many people will come to him for treatment.

That is, some surgical surgeries and the like, come to him and say that they can't be cured, and then let them go to the county hospital, so he is here, all year round, it is like a city, and his home has been directly changed to a hospital layout for a long time.

For such a person, the township hospital naturally hated it, because he diverted too many patients.

Meng He did not have a medical license, which eventually became a lever, but in view of the fact that the influence was too great in the local area, the relevant personnel could not squeeze in to his house for half a day, and waited in line for two hours before advancing a short and half way, and then asked left and right.

After inquiring for a long time, I went back silently.

just called Meng He in the evening and chatted for a long time.

Later, when the local hospital could be bought and sold, Meng He directly bought the township hospital, which was the end of this turmoil.

Locally, people are known as "Mr. Meng".

This gentleman is not like everyone in the city is called a gentleman.

In many rural areas, until now, there are still two kinds of people who are generally respected by the villagers, one is the teacher, the teacher who has a good reputation, and the other is the doctor, and the other is the doctor, who is also a doctor who has a good reputation.

Menghe not only has a reputation, but also a very good reputation.

His family is rich, and everyone knows that his family is rich, and because of this, many people call him "Meng Million" behind their backs, which is a title that has been used for a long time.

But in fact, there are a lot of rich people in their township, doing business, opening supermarkets, engaging in construction, etc., and those worth millions of dollars cannot be said to abound, but there are still quite a few, but the villagers only when they talk about "Meng million", they are not envious, jealous and hateful, but more, they are admired and thumbs up.

"Mr. Meng, he is a capable person!"

Meng He's son Meng Yang, may not be very good, he was sent by Meng He to his own pharmacy, only responsible for catching medicine, but his grandson Meng Hai was placed high hopes on him, and then he was successfully admitted to the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Originally, Meng He used to see patients to see patients at twelve o'clock, well, twelve o'clock at night, and then officially practice medicine at six o'clock in the morning every day, and this rotation throughout the year, but recently he is getting older, and he is a little too tired to withstand such ultra-high-intensity operation, so he only sees ten o'clock at night, and he closes down.

At this time, it was about 10:40 p.m., and Meng He had just exercised and was ready to go to bed.

"What is this, your school's exam?" asked Meng He, who was summoned by Sun Tzu to go over for consultation.

"Not really. Meng Hai pulled the page to the top, and let his grandfather see the title on it, "Dandelion Level 0 (Entry) Assessment", and then briefly said what happened, and said: "What a classmate in our class told me was also posted in the group, and now many students in our class are answering this question." ”

In the first few questions, Meng Hedu just watched silently, and when he was consulted by his grandson, he just smiled and said, "Come by yourself, I'll take a look first." ”

Until this question, Meng He didn't even ask Sun Tzu to change it, but directly took the mouse himself and changed the answer.

When Meng Hai raised his head in surprise, Meng He said with a very serious expression: "There is no medical skill that is not refined, there is no medical Tao that is not lost, and there is no medical error, this is malicious murder." ”

Meng Hai opened his mouth to say something.

Meng He didn't let him speak, but said: "I don't know how your school teaches now, and I don't know how the current hospital regulations, anyway, when I was a child, when my teacher taught me, he told me that improper treatment is to kill people for money." ”

On the same day, during the day, a small county town.

"Nationwide, primary and secondary schools, including preschool teachers (including retired teachers), with teacher qualification certificates, can go to any of the stores operating this series of products to receive free conditioning drugs, limited to five boxes per month. ”

Also because of the cold, and then also because of the magic of the cold medicine and curiously looked at the manual, Zhou Sujuan was stunned when she saw this paragraph, and then called out to her father-in-law who was practicing big characters in the courtyard below.

"Dad, look. When she came downstairs, Zhou Sujuan handed the manual to her father-in-law to read.

"What is this?"

At noon, a family of four, father-in-law, Zhou Sujuan and his wife, and their youngest son, who had just entered kindergarten, went to the pharmacy where Zhou Sujuan bought cold medicine, that is, the "Chinese medicine store", and walked into the store with the same decoration.

Zhou Sujuan's father-in-law was not very confident and handed over a small notebook.

The cashier took the small notebook, opened it and read it, immediately bowed very politely, and then said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, which type of conditioning medicine do you need? You can choose any two, as long as the total does not exceed five boxes." ”

"Is it free every month?" asked Zhou Sujuan.

"Yes!" said the cashier, affirmatively, "five boxes are available for free every month." ”

"How much does your tonic medicine sell for a box?" asked Zhou Sujuan's husband.

"Sir, we have four types of medicines here, cold medicine is one yuan a box, rhinitis and laryngitis medicine is ten yuan a box, and the other two are all one hundred yuan a box. ”

Zhou Sujuan's husband nodded.

There were other customers in the store, and someone saw this scene just now, so they came over and said, "What, is the medicine in your store still free?"

"Our conditioning medicine is free for teachers. The cashier said.

In the midst of the discussion of other customers in the store, Zhou Sujuan's family walked out of the store.

"Grandpa, I want to be a teacher when I grow up!" said the little grandson, who is still in kindergarten, in a milky voice.

An old man and two adults were laughing.

It seemed like the first time? They felt proud to be teachers.

Although in terms of money, it is not much, not to mention that the father-in-law has a retirement salary, that is, Zhou Sujuan and his wife, the monthly salary adds up to almost 10,000 yuan.

But this has nothing to do with money, and it has nothing to do with money.

＝＝

Thanks to the recommended vote support of "I meet the dawn on a desert island".

Thank you for the monthly pass of "Rushing River".