After completing the formalities, Zhang Zhen left the sales hall and went to the First Hospital with Zhao Long.

When Zhang Zhen saw Zhao Qian, whose body was gradually recovering, he was very satisfied, and he was inevitably grateful to Zhao Long again.

As for Situ Mad, Wang Gang, Liu Yang, and Mu Xing, they were also admitted to the First Hospital, for these people, Zhang Zhen did not dare to be careless, invited a nurse, and at the same time specially prepared Chinese medicine for a few people, as long as they insisted on eating and recuperating, they should be able to completely remove the black gas from the body after three or five months.

The matter of the house has come to an end for the time being, and Zhang Zhen has no plans to live in it now, as for the decoration and furnishings, he is not needed for these.

Song Youliang had already considered that the house for Zhang Zhen was naturally finely decorated, and even the furniture was fully equipped.

Zhang Zhen came out of Qingyuan First Hospital and went straight to Hanging Huju, if nothing else, he had been out for almost a whole day, presumably Qin Huaiyang should also be in a hurry.

As soon as Zhang Zhen returned to the Hanging Pot House on his front foot, Qin Huaiyang immediately followed Zhang Zhen anxiously, "The Hanging Pot House has only been open for two days, and you kid is running around, so I won't talk about you, at least you can't be wronged by the doctors I brought, say it's a free clinic, but the food and drink can't be too bad." ”

I can't complain that Qin Huaiyang complained, Zhang Zhen was not there, lunch was not settled, there were too many people, a group of people just drank some mineral water, and they were hungry until three o'clock in the afternoon, and anyone would be dissatisfied.

Zhang Zhen scratched his head in embarrassment, fortunately, there are not many people in the free clinic now, he hurriedly said: "Old Qin, seniors, I didn't think it through, so let's insist on it first, finish reading these patients, and then I will invite you to the Furui Hotel for a good meal." ”

As soon as everyone heard that they were going to the Furui Hotel, their tired expressions suddenly disappeared, and they were busy one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Qin Huaiyang hurriedly pulled Zhang Zhen aside, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Zhang, you don't need to go to the Furui Hotel, you can eat several times if you eat there and go to other places." ”

Zhang Zhen smiled and said indifferently: "It's okay, anyway, I have to trouble everyone this month, Qin Lao, you have to bear with me." ”

"You kid, the feeling is to invite this meal, and then let us all have a free clinic here for a month." Qin Huaiyang glared and said dissatisfied.

"Old Qin, we have said it before, if you regret it, it won't work." Zhang Zhen smiled, "I happened to have something to do recently, so I have to bother Qin Lao to help me take care of the Hanging Pot House." ”

"Why do you kid have so many things to do, you are actually busier than me, the director of the First Hospital of Qingyuan City." Qin Huaiyang couldn't cry or laugh, he really couldn't find anything wrong with Zhang Zhen, "Yes, I will be a good person to the end, and I will only help until the end of this month." ”

Zhang Zhen smiled and nodded.

The patient quickly finished reading, and before four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhen rushed to the Furui Hotel with the hungry crowd.

The attitude of the Furui Hotel was that there was nothing to say, and they still invited Zhang Zhen and others to the presidential box, and after a meal, everyone also saw how powerful Zhang Zhen was.

Even Qin Huaiyang, who often goes in and out of high-class places, is speechless, although the consumption of this meal is not much, but it is also a lot, according to Qin Huaiyang's words, a meal can be eaten out for a month.

Although Zhang Zhen is the boss, he is okay to see a doctor, but he is not good at business.

Fortunately, I learned a lot from Qin Huaiyang during the month of the free clinic, and combined with some of his ideas, he carried out a comprehensive reform of the Hanging Huju.

On the last day of the free clinic, Zhang Zhen invited Qin Huaiyang and other doctors from the First Hospital to express his gratitude, and Furui Hotel had another big meal.

At the end of the free clinic, the hanging pot house can be regarded as the opening fee.

At present, there are only Zhang Zhen and Du Xiaojie in the Hanging Pot House, and Zhao Long usually takes care of Zhao Qian and others in the First Hospital, and there are patients waiting at the door of the Hanging Pot House early the day after the end of the free clinic.

The door opens at eight o'clock at normal time, and Zhang Zhen will get up early to exercise and walk to the hanging pot at exactly eight o'clock.

On this day, he had just finished exercising and slipped to the Hanging Huju, and there was already a long queue at the door, and there was no less than a dozen people in the queue.

"What are you?" Zhang Zhen asked.

"Come to the little doctor to see the disease." An old aunt came here.

These people are all unfamiliar faces, Zhang Zhen knows that they must all be admired, and he is happy, it seems that the free clinic is still very effective for a month, and the reputation of Hanging Huju is out.

In fact, Zhang Zhen has been worried a lot, since the opening of the Hanging Pot House, most of the patients have come here, and it can also be said that Zhang Zhen is famous.

In the month of the free clinic, there were a lot fewer patients who went to the first hospital, and it is said that one day there was no one, and all of them came to Hanging Huju, which made Qin Huaiyang hate and angry.

The hanging pot opened the door, Zhang Zhen changed into a gray robe, and took out Mao Hao needle, Hainan Huanghuali medicine box, and hand pillow.

"Please let the first patient in." Zhang Zhen said softly.

Du Xiaojie invited an elderly man into the Hanging Pot House, the old man was full of silver hair, his teeth had fallen out, and his legs and feet were a little inflexible.

"Little Divine Doctor, my grandmother doesn't like to eat much lately, can you help me take a look." The family members of the old man stood aside and said respectfully.

Zhang Zhen nodded, touched the patient's pulse, observed a little, and said, "Your grandmother is not sick, maybe she eats too much greasy things, so it's better to change it to light." ”

"Next."

……

All morning, Zhang Zhen was busy.

Towards noon, the last patient was ushered in.

"Let it all go."

A hurried voice came into the Hanging Pot House, which immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

Zhang Zhen had just finished seeing the patient, looked up, and saw Li Hu rushing in with a person on his back.

"Brother Zhang, hurry up and help take a look, Wu Gui doesn't know what's wrong, he seems to have lost his soul recently, he goes to bed from morning to night, he doesn't go out during the day, and he doesn't eat when he wakes up at night, once I saw him go to a mass grave after waking up, and he actually stayed there overnight."

For a while, the cold air in the hanging pot was overflowing, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"How long has this been the case?"

Zhang Zhen's face was solemn, and when he took a closer look at Wu Gui, he found that his face was bloodless, and it could be said that he was as white as white paper.

Compared with Wu Gui a month ago, Wu Gui now seems to be a drug victim, and his body is thin to skin and bones.

Zhang Zhen took Wu Gui's pulse, his face tightened, this Wu Gui's pulse was very weak and negligible.

Alone hung him in one breath.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Zhang Zhen, and all hope fell on his shoulders.

"Brother Zhang, I just came from the First Hospital, and a doctor named Xu Fei asked me to find you." Li Hu said.

"I see."

Zhang Zhen lowered his head, according to the First Hospital, Wu Gui has been sentenced to death, and no matter how much he saves, it is impossible to save him, so it is no wonder that Xu Fei will instigate Li Hu to hang the pot house.

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