Chapter 20 Sitting Clinic
As soon as Cheng Jinrong appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The people who come to Huimin Medicine Hall are all poor people from poor families. Food and clothing are still difficult, there are daughters at home, do housework and embroidery to supplement the family, there is no woman who should not show her head to pay attention to.
It is not unusual for a teenage girl to appear in Huimin Pharmacy. There are such things as sickness, men and women, young and old.
Cheng Jinrong is so eye-catching because he was born so beautiful......
Everyone looked around, their eyes were full of amazement, and they couldn't help whispering:
"Whose girl is this? It's really good-looking. Like a fairy in the sky. β
"Isn't it? I've lived most of my life, and I've never seen such a beautiful little girl. β
"She is standing with Dr. Xiao Cheng, could it be that she is Dr. Xiao Cheng's fiancΓ©e?"
"Not to mention, it's possible. Dr. Xiao Cheng is not too young......"
Cheng Jinghong, who had a keen ear, heard the more outrageous "whispers" he said, his handsome face was almost dark, and he quickly glanced at Chen Pi.
Chen Pi was the most clever, and immediately understood the meaning of the master, and said loudly: "Patients who have received the son's number plate today can also ask Miss Cheng to see a doctor." Miss Cheng is the cousin of our son-in-law. His father was a six-rank medical officer in the imperial border army. Don't look at our young girl, her medical skills are amazing......"
Before he could finish speaking, many patients rushed to line up again. The long line of hula is less than half. At a cursory glance, there are people in their teens, twenties, and thirties, all of whom are men.
Cheng Jinghong: "......"
Suddenly I want to beat someone!
Don't ask why, just want to.
Cheng Jinghong stiffened his face and whispered to Cheng Jinrong: "I'm on the side, if there's anything, just call me." β
The lobby brother's face was very stinky, but his words were full of concern and care.
Cheng Jinrong's heart warmed and he responded softly.
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The other five doctors who sat in the clinic were also in the pharmacy. After watching this scene, I was inevitably a little unhappy. They each muttered.
Cheng Jinghong was born in a family of Xinglin, young and talented, and has superb medical skills. When I came to the pharmacy for free treatment, I was not convinced.
What's the matter with this girl who came out of nowhere?
No matter how beautiful you are, you can't treat patients indiscriminately! Even if you have studied medicine, how good can your medical skills be at such a young age? Quacks are not a joke.
There were so many young men who were dazzled by beauty, and they rushed to line up for a doctor.
Hum!
Several doctors snorted in unison. Let's wait and see the excitement!
Cheng Jinghong also remembered it very much in his heart, and turned his head to look at Cheng Jinrong from time to time.
A young man with a sickly face stretched out his wrist: "Doctor, I have been sick for more than half a year. I've been drinking medicine, but I don't see a good ......."
See a doctor, what is the shyness on that face?
Cheng Jinghong grinded his teeth secretly.
Cheng Jinrong practiced medicine for several years in his previous life, and he was used to seeing patients who lost their temper in front of him, but he didn't take it to heart. Look at the complexion first, ask about the condition, and then check the pulse. Without much thought, he lowered his head and prescribed medicine.
The young man took the prescription and was reluctant to get up and leave.
Cheng Jinrong raised his eyes and asked very kindly, "Is it numbness and weakness in your legs?" β
The young man nodded cheekily.
There was a boo behind him.
Cheng Jinrong remained silent and smiled slightly: "Licorice, you prick him with a few stitches." β
Licorice let out a loud cry and took out the slender golden needle from the medicine box.
Young man: "......"
Everyone: "......"
The people of the bright golden needle are terrified. The young man shuddered, and got up with a stiff smile: "Thank you, girl." My legs don't go numb anymore and I don't have to get needles. β
With the prescription in hand, I lined up to grab the medicine in a gray way.
The patients let out a good-natured laugh. The next patients to be seen, no one dared to speak boldly.
Cheng Jinghong smiled dumbly, stopped looking at it, and focused on seeing the patient.
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The number of patients who came to see us kept coming, and the queue did not decrease, but became longer and longer. When he is busy, patients with milder symptoms are seen by tangerine peel.
The master and servant were too busy to look up, and they didn't have time to stare at Cheng Jinrong's side anymore.
At noon, the medicine hall was temporarily closed for half an hour. All the doctors who sat in the clinic and the guys who grabbed the medicine and the pharmacy manager could finally drink some tea and take a break.
One lunch is served every day in the medicine hall, one meat and two vegetables, and the food is quite delicious. However, Cheng Jinghong, who is easy-going, is picky about eating and is unwilling to compromise. The Cheng family would send someone to bring lunch every day.
Today, there are more Cheng Jinrong's master and servant, and two food boxes have also been sent.
In the four-storey food box, there are six delicate and delicious dishes, the soup is still hot, and the japonica rice is crystal clear and fragrant.
The eldest maid who delivered the meal said with a smile: "Madame doesn't know the taste of the young lady, and the meal prepared today is the same as that of the eldest son." If the young lady has anything she likes to eat, just give it an order, and the slave and maid will also be kind to Mrs. Ming. β
Cheng Jinrong said with a smile: "Aunt Lao is worried. Just send the same meal every day. β
She has had a prosperous life for more than ten years. Later, he fled to the border pass, and the requirements for food and clothing were greatly reduced, so that he could cover his body and stomach.
Cheng Jinrong didn't eat much, so he stopped using chopsticks after eating a bowl. Most of the meal remained.
After the licorice sat down, it was like a wind and clouds. Before the tea was ready, the rest of the meal was eaten cleanly. Not a single grain of rice was left in the bowl.
In the food box of Cheng Jinghong's master and servant, half of the food was left.
Licorice touched her stomach and asked Cheng Jinrong in a low voice: "Miss, can the slave maid eat the rest of the child's food?" β
Cheng Jinrong had long been accustomed to the amazing amount of licorice rice, and nodded with a smile. Licorice was quite happy, took the food box over, and ate it again.
Cheng Jinghong: "......"
Cheng Jinghong silently took out the pill from the medicine box and asked Chen Pi to send it over. Then asked Cheng Jinrong: "How do you feel about being busy for half a day?" Can you still adapt? β
Cheng Jinrong smiled: "Apply what you have learned, practice medicine to save people, no matter how busy you are, you don't feel hard." β
After learning a body of medicine, isn't it just to cure diseases and save people?
Cheng Jinghong thought so, and said with a smile: "Most of the patients I see on weekdays are common diseases. With your medical skills, you can handle it. If you are unsure, let the patient come to me. β
Cheng Jinrong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I was also about to tell my brother that if you encounter a disease that you are not good at treating, you can leave it to me." β
Cheng Jinghong has the demeanor of an eldest brother and laughs at it.
Cheng Jinrong has the demeanor of a miracle doctor, and he also smiled leisurely.
On the other side, Chen Pile gave the pill to licorice, and exclaimed: "Licorice! How can you eat so much!! β
The most amazing thing is that licorice is not tall and not fat! I don't know where I ended up after eating so much.
Licorice smiled innocently: "I've eaten a lot since I was a child. Therefore, when he was eight years old, he sold himself not only to bury his father, but also to fill his stomach.
Stuff the pill into your mouth, sour and sweet, and strange and delicious.
Licorice's gaze drifted to the porcelain vase in Chen Pi's hand.
Chen Pi was very generous, and immediately poured another pill over: "This kind of anti-appetite pill is made of hawthorn as the main ingredient, so it doesn't hurt to eat more." β
Sweet and sour, it's delicious.
After eating licorice, he licked his mouth and stretched out his hand again.
Before the tea was reached, most of the bottles were eaten.
Chen Pi: "......"