"What? Those doctors actually see patients for free? How are they? Wen Haibin, the director of Yanjing Hospital, slapped the table angrily and scolded. How did you become the head of the TCM department? How can they be messed around like this? ”

Ning Ruoji: The matter of the consultation here for a week was explained by the Ministry of Health, so Wen Haibin didn't want the hospital to pay for them when he saw them coming over, and he also agreed to come down. Anyway, those doctors help them diagnose and treat patients, no matter how many patients the other party sees, they are charged by the hospital, so they don't have to worry.

But now those doctors treat patients for free, and patients don't come to the hospital to get medicine and see a doctor, so can their hospital still survive? Many doctors have already come to him to complain, and today Yanjing Hospital is deserted, and the door is full of people in front of the Chinese medicine building.

Doctors can't collect money for patients, and their hospitals don't have money. If the hospital has no money, what should he, the director, do? It's better to go home and herd the cattle.

"Dean, I don't know, they weren't like this before, I don't know how it is like this today?" The director of the Chinese medicine department said in a sneering manner.

In the past, the director told himself to ignore the doctors, and the income from their medical treatment went to the hospital. Nothing happened before, so why are they just free this time? In today's society, as long as it is said that it is free and does not need money, there will be a big market.

"You quickly bring someone over to stop them, don't let them do it again." Wen Haibin said angrily.

"Yes, I'll go now." The director nodded and went out.

But when the director of the Chinese medicine department wanted to go over and talk to Ning Ruoji, he found that there were many people inside and outside, and he couldn't get in if he wanted to.

"Hey, what are you doing? If you want to see a miracle healer, you go to the back and line up. If you dare to cut in line, you're welcome. Someone shouted.

"I'm a doctor at Yenching Hospital," the director said loudly.

"What about the doctors, the doctors have to line up." People do. "It seems that Dr. Yanjing's medical skills are not very good, and they also have to find a divine doctor to see a doctor."

The director was in a hurry, and he hurriedly shouted: "I'm not looking for those doctors, I'm talking to them." ”

"Now that they are not available, if you want to speak, wait until they see the doctor." Those people sneered, they weren't stupid, if these doctors were allowed to go in and talk to the miracle doctors, it would definitely delay their time.

The director is really anxious, if Ning Ruoji and the others continue to see a doctor for free, it is estimated that the dean will smoke him to death. "Doctor Ning, Doctor Ning." The director shouted and jumped to his feet.

Ning Ruoji, who was inside, heard the director's shout, and he asked the director to bring him in. "Is there anything wrong with you? Director," Ning Ruoji asked. He had seen the director before, and he had greeted the director when he came to set up a stall before.

"Doctor Ning, why don't you tell us about the free clinic now, and now the dean is severely criticizing me and telling me to stop you immediately." The director said with a bitter face.

Ning Ruoji said: "Director, don't worry, our free clinic is that we don't need money to see a doctor, but they go to you to grab medicine or something." ”

Hmph, although you say so, but after my understanding, you almost cure patients with acupuncture, and rarely go to our TCM department to get medicine. The director thought to himself.

"Doctor Ning, the dean has already told me just now, let me stop your free clinic, I can't help it. Otherwise, you won't have a free clinic now. The director said embarrassedly.

It's not that he hasn't done free clinics before, free clinics are actually simply to help others measure their height, weight, blood pressure, or something, and when others say they are sick, they ask them to go to their own hospital to see a doctor, which is actually a kind of propaganda. But they really haven't seen a doctor like Ning Ruoji.

Mo Zhitao, who was practicing, heard the director say this, he opened his eyes and stood up. "What's wrong?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Mobe, that's the director of the Chinese medicine department of Yanjing Hospital, and they won't let us have a free clinic here." Ning Ruoji was a little angry.

"Is there such a thing?" Mo Zhitao looked at the director of the Chinese medicine department angrily. "You are the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I want to ask you, do you remember the sentence you memorized when you first started studying medicine?"

The director said: "Even if you save the life and help the wounded, you have to collect money, you do this, our hospital will not survive." ”

"We're not free every day, we're just half a day free." Mo Zhitao said.

The director looked at the time, it was already 11 o'clock, and he smiled: "This is what you said, noon generally says before 12 o'clock, after 12 o'clock, you can't treat patients for free." ”

Now there are about two or three hundred people around here, at least half of them are patients, and they can't see many of them at the speed of seeing a doctor.

"Okay." Mo Zhitao nodded.

"Mobe." Ning Ruoji said. He felt that Yanjing Hospital was going to embarrass them, and there was no need for them to have a good face towards these people.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, in an hour, with the ability of a few of us, we should be able to finish these patients." ”

"You mean with a quick needle?" Ning Ruoji said. This kind of quick injection, the most important thing is the ability of the doctor, often a single injection can treat the patient's disease, that is the ability of the doctor.

In the past few years, they have been studying this kind of rapid injection treatment, and they have also scratched a little clue. Could it be that Mo Zhitao has reached this point at a young age?

In Ning Ruoji's eyes, they still think that Mo Zhitao's medical skills are powerful, mainly because of the Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle, so it is only with half the effort to treat patients. If Mo Zhitao can also use a quick needle, then it will not be simple.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Yes, let's all have a try, see who sees more patients in an hour?" ”

"Okay." Ning Ruoji nodded. They have several staff members here, one staff member and one physician, and it is possible to count who sees more patients.

Mo Zhitao said: "Okay, let's start now." ”

"Ah, the divine doctor has finally made a move, I want to treat the divine doctor, and I am the first." People screamed excitedly.

"No, I'm handsome, I'm the first."

"I'm a beauty, I'm the first." There was a noise in the crowd.

The director kept breaking out in a cold sweat, he was such a young man, and he dared to say that he was a miracle doctor, wasn't he afraid of laughing off other people's big teeth?

Mo Zhitao said: "Don't worry, our medical skills are almost the same, if you are seriously ill, you can see it first." If not, let's line up, I'm very fast. ”

Just as Mo Zhitao spoke, there were already dozens of people lined up in front of him. Mo Zhitao smiled, and he began to see patients. In order to show fairness, Mo Zhitao asked the staff to help him calculate, instead of Li Qiqi.

When the thin monkey screamed, Mo Zhitao and the others began to see the patient. When the patient was lying on the hospital bed, Mo Zhitao immediately took the patient's pulse, "You often have insomnia and dreams at night, right?" Mo Zhitao asked the patient.

"Yes, Divine Doctor, that's what I am." The patient said excitedly. A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor, and people will know what is going on as soon as they touch his veins.

As soon as the patient's voice fell, the five-element needle in Mo Zhitao's hand had already begun to move, but this time he only used one needle to treat the patient, sometimes with fire needle, sometimes with water needle, and he used different types of needles according to different conditions.

Mo Zhitao shot very quickly, just pricked the needle for a while and then pulled it out. "Alright, you're cured." Mo Zhitao said.

"Ah, I'm cured?" The patient screamed in surprise, Mo Zhitao saw the doctor too quickly. He had just laid down and was about to get up, but the insomnia would not be cured until the evening.

"Yes, you'll find out tonight." Mo Zhitao nodded. "Next."

The patient was still hesitating, and the patient behind him urged impatiently, "You hurry up and leave, I still have to see a doctor!" You can not trust others, but you must believe in the miracle doctor, who can save the dead just now. ”

"That's, that's." The patient nodded and left. Anyway, there is no money for this treatment, even if Mo Zhitao can't cure his illness, it is nothing, he will come to the hospital tomorrow to see a doctor.

The director of the Chinese medicine department couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at Mo Zhitao and the speed of their treatment, are these doctors joking? How can there be such a doctor, they see a doctor too quickly, and they will definitely not be able to take those patients well.

When Mo Zhitao saw another patient, the director of the TCM department stepped forward and asked, "Comrade, I am the director of the TCM department of Yanjing Hospital, how do you feel about your body?" Are you getting better? ”

"It should be fine, my leg doesn't hurt anymore." The patient said.

"Can I help you take a look? No money. The director asked.

"Okay, I'll make it clear to you, it's free, I don't have to give you money." The patient is vigilant and authentic.

The director said: "Don't worry, I won't take your money." After the director carefully examined the patient's body, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Yenching Hospital is one of the best hospitals in Yenching City, and many high-ranking officials or family members often come here to see doctors, so the doctors here are very high-level. The head of the TCM department is also very good at TCM, and when he takes the pulse of the patient, he finds that the patient's symptoms have disappeared, and it seems that those doctors are very powerful.

Was it an accident? Thinking of this, the director of the Chinese medicine department looked for a few more patients to check and found that those patients were all cured. Who are these people? Why is it so powerful?

The director is also studying this kind of rapid acupuncture treatment, which requires many years of experience and superb skills. He can be treated with one injection now, but the speed is not as fast as Ning Ruoji, let alone Mo Zhitao.

Among those doctors' treatments, Mo Zhitao's treatment speed was very fast. They are two or three times faster than Ning Ruoji, which makes people feel a little dazzled. Could it be that the young man is really a miracle doctor? The director of the Chinese medicine department thought in his heart.