Mr. Ray was equally surprised.

The doctors and nurses of 418 Hospital, except for one Tang Zhi, the expressions of the others were not much different from Smith's.

"Okay, he doesn't need to amputate his leg..."Yuan Lang touched the sweat on his forehead, and then said.

The white dragon horse was ecstatic, stiffened his injured hand, and hugged Li Layue.

I only felt like I had escaped death once, "Hey, brother, I'm going to come back to life again..."

"Is that okay?" Smith asked, surprised.

"Of course not, he still needs to have a week of continuous bloodletting, and I will prescribe him Chinese medicine, take it internally and externally, for a week, and he should be fine."

"In addition, when taking traditional Chinese medicine, avoid spicy and fishy, eat lightly, and drink plenty of water."

Smith took the lead in snatching the recipe written by Yuan Lang, and carefully and carefully copied a copy, even what Yuan Lang said, every word, he marked on the small book he carried.

As he wrote, he muttered to himself, "These are all very valuable for research, so you have to write them all down." ”

However, when copying prescriptions, it was difficult for him, and when he spoke and read Chinese, he was still stumbling, not to mention such a difficult thing as copying.

In addition, many of the words in the prescription are rare words, and Smith can only copy them one by one.

Not to be outdone, the chief doctor also asked the little nurse next to him to copy a copy of the prescription, and then enthusiastically pulled Yuan Lang over, "Look, can you explain the principle of treatment to us..."

"It's okay, we should talk to each other." Yuan Lang agreed very happily.

Doctors also need to communicate with each other, and always communicate and learn.

A discipline like medicine, which has endless learning, is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Although Yuanlang and them are different systems, it is also a good thing to be able to communicate with each other.

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After sending Yuan Lang away, the director of the department immediately dialed the dean's phone.

"Dean, I think our hospital can set up a new department - the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine..."

When the director of the department called, Tang Zhi happened to pass by, and for a while, his ears caught those keywords.

When the director of the department turned around after making the call, he saw Tang Zhi waiting behind him.

Puzzled for a moment, then asked, "Xiao Tang, is there something?" ”

"Director, I would like to participate in the formation of the new department....."

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After Yuan Lang went back, as soon as he put down his backpack, Ye Qian came over.

"How is Yuan Lang today?"

"It's going well, oh, that's right, senior sister, didn't you want to take down Master Nan's pharmacy last time, you make a plan, see how much money you need, I'll come out."

"But I'm going to have to trouble you about this... After all, I'm not very good at it. ”

"Okay..."When Ye Qian heard this, she jumped three feet high, very happy, patted her chest and promised, "Junior sister, don't worry, your senior sister and I will definitely handle this matter properly for you." ”

Yuan Lang walked to the door of the room and glanced at the opposite side, "Eh, how many seniors are there?" ”

No wonder I always feel that the surroundings are quiet, as if something is missing, it turns out that those few haunted ghosts are not there.

"Where else can they go, it's not that they stay in the East Lane, one by one, from the old man to the children, they are very enthusiastic, they are beautiful in their hearts, and they don't want to come back there."

"Then why did you come back alone?" Yuan Lang asked suspiciously.

"I'm not sudden... Relatives are here, it's inconvenient..."Ye Qian blushed and whispered to Yuan Lang's ear.

In the matter of Bailongma, there is no need for Yuan Lang to intervene in the back.

The next day, Mr. Lei published a letter of apology from Mr. Lei from the embassy of country Y to Ms. Xie Yuanlang and a sincere thank you.

"Sister Yuanlang, Sister Mai, come and see...."

Xiao Zheng took the Kyoto Daily that had just been sent over and took it to Nanhua Pharmacy as soon as possible.

Ye Qian's efficiency in doing things is really fast, and it didn't take half a day to negotiate with Master Nan.

In fact, there is also the factor that Master Nan himself is willing to do, although the store cannot be opened by itself, but it is still a thing to be happy about to be able to continue this business.

No, Yuan Lang and some of the neighbors who were close to them came to help in the pharmacy.

At this time, Xiaozheng's shouting attracted everyone's attention.

"See what?" Zamothy snatched the newspaper from his small forehand.

"Look at it, open it quickly, Sister Yuanlang is famous...."

After Xiao Zheng shouted this sentence, the people around him who were busy all gathered around, "What happened?" ”

After Zamosi opened the newspaper, he also exclaimed in surprise and stuffed the newspaper into Yuan Lang's hand, "You are really famous, you are all in the newspaper." ”

Yuan Lang also had a good idea at this time, and it seemed that Mr. Lei was also very efficient.

This foreigner is very sincere, and he does what he says.

On the largest panel of the Kyoto Daily, the name of Genro appears in bold and black letters. Not only that, Mr. Lei even used extremely gorgeous words to highly praise the Chinese medicine in Huaguo, and compared it to a miracle....

"Let me see..."

"I'll take a look too..."

The neighbors all rushed to watch, and their faces were excited.

Chi Yousheng and Zamosi are also honored, their hearts are surging, and their hearts are agitated.

Xiao Zhengzheng said happily next to him: "You don't know, as soon as this issue of the Kyoto Daily came out, it was sold out immediately. ”

"A lot of people come to my newspaper stand and ask to buy it, but I grabbed this one from my grandfather."

As soon as this incident came out, Yuan Lang became famous, and even the University of Chinese Medicine became famous.

Scattered Chinese medicine shops all over Kyoto, Chinese medicine halls have increased the number of patients, Chinese medicine doctors, massage, acupuncture, and fire cupping have also become hot, 418 Hospital at this time, specially hired well-known Chinese medicine doctors to sit for consultation, and new departments came into being.

There is an increase and a decrease, but other hospitals have seen a sharp drop in the number of patients under this shockwave, and the outpatient halls, which are usually full, are now not deserted, but they are not comparable to the past.

This is a big deal for the leaders of these hospitals.

At this time, Wu Gang came to the door, "You all hurry up and follow me back to school... There's an arrangement over there..."

Yuan Lang asked strangely: "The project hasn't started yet, will we go back?" ”

You must know that several of them have been here for a few days, but the people at Peking Union Medical College seem to have forgotten about them, and let them wander around.

"Of course, it's not going back to our own school, it's going back to medical school."

"I got the news over there, saying that a few outstanding students have been summoned from clinical science to form a team with you, and then sent to Union Hospital to practice..."

"Now let me bring you a few over."

Yuan Lang listened to it, and there was nothing to object, but Zamoxi, a thorn, was screwed.