Chapter 32: Su Qiao'er's Troubles

Since it is open, it is also a reception, not to mention, there are really people who come up to consult on the same day.

Mu Fan sat in the main consultation room, looking and asking, everything seemed to be decent, and the diagnosis was accurate, which was extremely convincing.

Even Zhang Huasheng, who was temporarily observing from the sidelines, felt incredible, and asked himself about Mu Fan's age, this wealth of medical knowledge is really rare.

Xu Yicai and the others, because they were busy with affairs, did not stay too much in Jishitang, Mu Fan told them to congratulate them together in the evening, and they were busy with their own affairs.

At noon, everyone just had a working meal, but Mu Fan was willing to pay the cost, and the working meal was still very good.

"I really can't imagine how you can get such a wealth of Chinese medicine theory and practical operation as a person who studies Western medicine?" Zhang Huasheng sighed a little, Mu Fan surprised him too much.

The other interns and nurses on the side were also very interested, but all the patients Mu Fan received today were all inquisitive and inquisitive with the reasoning of Chinese medicine, which made people feel that he was not studying Western medicine.

Mu Fan's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment, and he said a little embarrassed: "I'm a person, in fact, it's nothing, the main thing is that I like to read books in this area, and then, I like to run to the hospital if I have nothing to do." โ€

"Running to the hospital?

Mu Fan shook his head, "It's meal time, or don't talk about it?"

Everyone is not happy, as a doctor, what scene have you never seen?

Are you afraid of hearing something disgusting after eating?

Inexistent.

"Of course, you can't do it with inpatients, but you can do it in morgues, especially in the dissection room. Mu Fan was calm, but the faces of the others were not normal.

Sure enough, this time period was the time to eat, and it was not suitable for discussing this, and a group of people made excuses to disperse after listening to the beginning.

Zhang Huasheng said with a smile: "You kid, don't say it, this is indeed a method, to be a doctor, especially to be a good doctor, where is there any shortcut, isn't it just to see more, learn more, and operate more?"

Mu Fan agrees that experience and pathology can be learned from books and materials, go to the morgue and dissection room, sort out and be familiar with the meridian acupuncture points of the human body, and then judge and analyze the actual situation, everything can be easily solved.

After eating, Zhang Lao received a phone call and was called to have afternoon tea.

Throughout the afternoon, Mu Fan was working on the formulation of traditional Chinese medicine and medicinal materials, as for Western medicine, in addition to prescription drugs, basically pharmaceutical trading companies have standard configurations, which is quite convenient.

When it was about to get off work, Xu Yicai called and said that it had been arranged, Mu Fan didn't say anything, after all, he was also one of the bosses.

"Qiao'er, inform everyone, get ready to get off work, Boss Xu has arranged a big meal for us, let's go have a big meal. โ€

The congratulations in the evening lasted until almost ten o'clock, and after everyone dispersed, it was a coincidence that only Mu Fan and Su Qiao'er remained.

The two looked at each other with the same meaning, and the two were very sure that they had deliberately put them in a single group.

Mu Fan touched his nose, "It's not what they think ยทยทยทยทยทยท"

He added. Su Qiao'er sneered, "Which one called you at the dinner table just now, no matter whose wine you toasted, you drank it in a big way, so it's strange that people don't misunderstand." โ€

"Eh, it's not like you're not going to be able to go to work tomorrow, otherwise, I wouldn't be doing all that. Mu Fan argued.

Su Qiao'er tilted her head, her eyes widened, "Really?"

Mu Fan was stared at a little uncomfortable, and then said, "It's not early, I'll send you back to school." โ€

This time, Su Qiao'er didn't speak, and obediently followed Mu Fan to get into the taxi.

At ten o'clock, for the school, some students may have just finished self-study, Mu Fan and Su Qiaoer walked on the school road, and there were not many people coming and going.

"Qiao'er, I have a proposal, I don't know what you think?" Mu Fan said.

Su Qiao'er smmed for a moment, and then said, "What proposal?"

"Jishitang, you know, the fourth floor is where I live, originally I wanted to make him a dormitory, but Boss Xu said that I didn't buy a house anyway, so he simply decorated it for me, I mean, if you are convenient, you can move out of the school and live with me, but don't get me wrong, it's purely for your convenience in commuting." โ€

Su Qiao'er glared at him, "Who believes it! I didn't expect that you would not be ambiguous at all when President Mu picked up the sister paper." โ€

"Nonsense, what kind of sister paper do I pick up, this is the boss to the employee's welfare, if you don't worry, then you can also invite the same classmates who work in the clinic to come, anyway, the layout of four bedrooms and two living rooms, four rooms and four people, just right. Mu Fan said magnificently: "However, you have to be valuable and capable, and I don't make loss-making investments." โ€

"Yo, I can't talk about you, as soon as I say it, I expose the essence of profiteers. โ€

Although the words were a joke, Su Qiao'er still flashed a trace of unhappiness in her heart, was he really just giving himself benefits?

Walking downstairs to the dormitory, the two of them found that there were many people gathered at the door, and when someone in the crowd found out that it was her coming, they showed a passage one after another.

This shape, Mu Fan's heart is like a mirror.

Someone is confessing, as for who to with, as long as you are not stupid, you can see it, on this kind of occasion, it seems very inappropriate for me to stand with Su Qiaoer.

"Alas! What a nuisance. โ€

Su Qiao'er's tone was a little resentful, but she was very helpless.