Volume 1 Chapter 37 is not considered a public injury

When they went up to the Chinese medicine department on the third floor, he happened to see Yu Meijing coming out of the duty room, and he drooled and said, "Beauty, beauty!" ā€

"Boss, you are a little more educated, and this is Mo Zhitao's territory, I don't know if this beauty has anything to do with Mo Zhitao, be careful that he beats you." The second son reminded the hemp face.

"Yes, we are literate people." Ma Yan nodded very solemnly.

"Nurse, we're here to see a doctor, are we the 20th patient?"

"Yes, you're the 20th today, by the way, how do you know?" Yu Meijing asked strangely.

Ma Mian smiled and said, "Hehehe, we just guessed." ā€

The numb face came to Mo Zhitao's face, "Director Mo, hello, I'm here to see a doctor, and there are exactly 20 of them today." ā€

"Senckface, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"I can't move my right leg." Ma Yan said.

"If there are no special circumstances, your right leg will be fine in seven days, you don't have to look at it, you don't count the 20th." Mo Zhitao said.

Ma Mian hurriedly winked at the second son, "Second son, aren't you sick too?" Let Director Mo help you take a look. ā€

"Boss, I'm not sick." The second son said loudly.

"Damn, I said you're sick, you're sick." Ma Yan continued to wink at the second son, and he was about to get off work, if there were no 20 patients today, then he would be in trouble.

The second son finally noticed that Ma Yan kept blinking at him, and he shouted as if he had discovered a new continent: "Boss, what are your eyes for?" Why do you keep blinking, are you sick with your eyes? ā€

"Sick your mother!" The hemp face was angry, and the second son also said that he was educated, and a person who graduated from elementary school was called educated? Hinting to him himself that he didn't see it?

"Hurry up and see Director Mo, you are the 20th patient." Ma Face pressed the second son on the chair and sat down.

After the second son was scolded by Ma Yan, he didn't dare to say anything. Mo Zhitao took the second son's wrist for a while, and then he said: "Second son, your stomach is not good, do you often fart?" ā€

"Yes, yes!" The second son said embarrassedly.

"Damn, second son, it turns out that the person who often farts stinks is you." Ma Yan scolded angrily.

When they were working together, someone often farted, but because there was no sound, no one admitted that they put it themselves, and they didn't expect to let Ma Face find out now.

"Director Mo, what is my illness?" The second son said scaredly.

"Am I going to die?"

Mo Zhitao said: "No, it's just a small problem, I'll prescribe medicine for you, you just go and grab the medicine and take it." ā€

Mo Zhitao prescribed medicine and asked the second son to grab the medicine.

The second son went out to the door, and he said to the numb face next to him: "Boss, am I considered a public injury?" You can reimburse me for my medical bills. ā€

"Report to your sister, do you want me to reimburse you for your own fart?" Ma Face angrily stabbed the second son in the ass with a cane.

After getting off work, Yu Meijing packed up her things, she smiled and said to Mo Zhitao and Zhang Song: "Today's popularity is still good, if we continue, our Chinese medicine department will become more and more powerful." ā€

Now there are the five bosses that Mo Zhitao watched, and now they are all earned.

"Well, with such a powerful director as Zhitao, the reputation of the Chinese medicine department must be getting stronger and stronger." Zhang Song nodded.

Among the 20 people I saw today, several of them were seriously ill, Mo Zhitao was still able to take a good look at others, and it is estimated that it will spread soon, and more and more people will come to see the doctor.

Sure enough, as Zhang Song expected, when he went to work the next day, he found that there were already many people standing at the door, and they all came to wait for Mo Zhitao to see a doctor.

In the past, everyone thought that Mo Zhitao was young and couldn't see a doctor, but after Mo Zhitao was optimistic about so many people, the news spread everywhere.

Life is priceless, even if Mo Zhitao sometimes sees a doctor a little more expensive, it can't resist some people coming to see a doctor.

On this day, Yu Meijing was so busy that she couldn't eat at noon, or Mo Zhitao asked her to call a restaurant outside and order a few side dishes to come over, which solved the problem of food and clothing.

The patients who came to see the doctor this time were all some people in the district, and they were cured by Mo Zhitao in the morning, and they went back to publicize it, saying that there was a miracle doctor named Mo Zhitao in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, no matter how bad the illness was, it was just a matter of acupuncture, and then some medicine was prescribed.

Originally, Mo Zhitao thought that there would be no patients in the afternoon, but there were more patients in the afternoon than in the morning, and he had seen more than 30 patients in the morning.

Mo Zhitao didn't rest at noon, but fortunately he didn't feel tired after practicing the yin and yang technique. But Zhang Song couldn't bear it, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, he was so tired that he didn't have the strength to write prescriptions.

"Meijing, I want to take a break after reading this patient, and you can let Director Mo see the other patients." Zhang Song said.

"Good!" Yu Meijing nodded.

She separated today's patients, and Mo Zhitao looked at them for a little bit, and Zhang Song looked at them for minor illnesses such as cold, fever, and cough.

Fortunately, Mo Zhitao also saw a doctor quickly, those patients with a cold and fever, after he pricked it with a needle, he prescribed another prescription, and it was also ten minutes to see a patient.

The numb face and the second son outside were much more relaxed, "Boss, I didn't expect that the divine doctor is the divine doctor, more than 30 patients came to the Chinese medicine department in the morning, and we have exceeded our task today." ā€

"Fart, that's his luck, Mo Zhitao is not a miracle doctor." Ma Face said angrily.

He said so, but he also admired Mo Zhitao's medical skills very much, and there were some very serious illnesses, which Mo Zhitao would solve with a needle.

Let's just talk about fever, go to the internal medicine department to see a Western doctor, it is estimated that it will take a few days to get better, if you don't spend a few hundred dollars, it can't be good at all.

But Mo Zhitao took a needle and prescribed some medicines for only a few dozen yuan, and the fee was cheap. However, Mo Zhitao is his enemy, and he can't grow the prestige of his enemy.

"Boss, it's not kind to you to say this, Director Mo is a miracle doctor, after I took the medicine he prescribed last night, I won't fart today." The second son said.

"Your sister, is he your boss or am I your boss?" Ma Yan angrily knocked on the back of the second son's head.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Meijing was calculating today's patients, today the Chinese medicine department saw 85 patients, with an income of more than 10,000 yuan, oh my God, if it goes on like this, their salaries and bonuses are very considerable.

However, today is also exhausting her.

Zhang Song saw it in his eyes, "Zhitao, there are more patients today, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Meijing won't be able to bear it, see if you can accept two more doctors and nurses." ā€

"I don't have a problem, but will people come over?" Mo Zhitao shrugged his shoulders.

"The TCM department is only so lively for the time being, and the reputation has not really started, I think no one is willing to come, and some people are obstructing, and no one is willing to come."

"Uncle, it's okay, I can handle a hundred or dozens of patients a day. It's not me who sees a doctor, I haven't adapted to the fact that there are too many people at once today, so I'll just adjust the method of seeing a doctor with a number tomorrow. Yu Meijing said.

"And there are too many patients coming, you can't see it, I build yƬ day by day you see a total of 100 patients, I rank them up to 100, and those who exceed them don't look at it, how about it?"

Mo Zhitao glanced at Yu Meijing appreciatively, "Yes, your method is good, we will look at the 50th in the morning and the 50th in the afternoon, so that it will not be chaotic." Meijing, I didn't expect you to be quite smart now. ā€

"Director Mo, do you mean that I wasn't smart before?" Yu Meijing gritted her teeth and glared at Mo Zhitao.

"No, how dare I think that." Mo Zhitao shook his head, "Okay, I'm tired today, I'll invite you to dinner." ā€

"No, you young people live in your two-person world, and I, an old man, go back to accompany my wife." Zhang Song smiled and waved his hand and left.

Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing, "Meijing, we've been to the world of two." ā€

"Hmph, I'm not going with you big pervert." Yu Meijing shook her head and walked downstairs.

When she went down to the hall on the first floor, Lin Xiaoyong happened to drive over.

"Meijing, you're off work, I'll invite you to dinner." Lin Xiaoyong stared at the crisp peak on Yu Meijing's chest and said in a daze.

Yu Meijing experienced what happened last time, and she was a little wary of Lin Xiaoyong.

"Dean, you are the leader of your business, I won't go to dinner."

Chen Dachao, who was in the car, poked his head out, "Yu Meijing, the dean invites you to dinner because he can afford you, you don't have to be embarrassed, your personnel is managed by our hospital rather than the Chinese medicine department." Do you believe it or not, we transferred you to a country hospital? ā€

"Chen Yuan, it's not that I don't want to go, but I just happen to have something." Yu Meijing was hesitant to think of a way to deal with it, and at this time, Mo Zhitao walked down from upstairs.

Her eyes lit up, "Director Mo has already asked me to have dinner tonight early in the morning, and I can't refuse." ā€

"Mo Zhitao?" Chen Dachao squinted at Mo Zhitao, who had just come downstairs, and heard that the collector said that the Chinese medicine department is very powerful today, there are dozens of patients, and more than 10,000 yuan a day is collected.

"yes." Yu Meijing said loudly to Mo Zhitao: "Director Mo, didn't you say that you would invite me to dinner in the evening?" Why did you come down now, I waited for a long time. ā€

"Invite you to dinner tonight?" Mo Zhitao was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Lin Xiaoyong and Chen Dachao, he knew what was going on, and he wanted to be a shield.

"I'm sorry, I just answered a phone call, let's go to dinner."

Chen Dachao looked at Mo Zhitao and said, "Mo Zhitao, I heard that you are very majestic now, and you still call yourself the director?" ā€

"Hehehe, that's someone else's joke, I'm now the person in charge of the Chinese medicine department, it's not good if you don't give me a title, do you call me the person in charge of Mo? Dean Lin, you said yes, right? When will you give a notice in the hospital and make me a director? Mo Zhitao looked at Lin Xiaoyong and smiled.