Looking at the stunned crowd, Ye Qiu's smile was unfathomable: "It's nothing, it's all some basic skills, I can also refine medicine, let's communicate again when we have time." ”

"Master, do you still accept apprentices?" The two directors of traditional Chinese medicine grabbed Ye Qiu with tears in their eyes.

Even a few turtles who returned from studying Western medicine were excited, eager to apprentice immediately, this is the miracle doctor, okay? It turns out that the Chinese medicine handed down by their ancestors is so powerful!

In the future, if someone says that Chinese medicine is chicken in front of them, they will definitely spray him in the face.

Have you ever seen a real Chinese medicine? Much better than Western medicine!

"Dare to ask where Mr. Ye is now?" The old dean's name for Ye Qiu has changed, and a pair of old eyes exude a fine light that does not belong to his age.

"I didn't have a lot of talent, so I opened a small clinic."

"Small clinic?" The old dean was heartbroken, what kind of clinic did such medical skills open? When he came to their hospital, he could be a bodhisattva.

"I'm old and don't like high-intensity work, so it's more leisurely to open a small clinic." Ye Qiu smiled.

The old dean and several directors around him were silent, Ye Qiu is called old like this, so what are they called like this? Is it time to get into the ground?

"Where, where, Mr. Ye is modest, you are still young, the motherland needs talents like you, so I don't know if Mr. Ye is willing to work in our hospital? You can rest assured that you will not be too tired, and the remuneration will definitely be higher than if you opened a small clinic. The old dean assured.

"No, if I had that thought, I wouldn't be in that little place." Ye Qiu shook his head and refused.

"But ......"

"In this way, although I can't enter your hospital as a formal Chinese medicine doctor, I can be a consultant, and we can communicate together when we have any questions." Seeing that the old dean had to persuade again, Ye Qiu gave a neutralization method.

Seeing Ye Qiu's resolute attitude, the old dean did not force it in the end, and hired Ye Qiu as the hospital's TCM consultant according to Ye Qiu's wishes, of course, this reward was not disadvantaged at all.

"Mr. Ye, where is your clinic? Can we go and ask for advice? The two directors of Chinese medicine asked eagerly.

For traditional Chinese medicine skills, Ye Qiu never had the idea of cherishing himself, the more people learned him, the happier he was, so he smiled and said: "You are welcome to come at any time, this is my business card, just give me a call before coming, so as not to run away." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"Can we go too?" Several young doctors are also itching, although they are studying Western medicine, but they are all means of saving people, there is no harm in learning more skills in the body, and there is also an additional way to deal with special situations in the future.

"Welcome, as long as anyone is willing to learn, I'm welcome."

In the end, Ye Qiu was personally sent back by the person arranged by the dean, and when he came back, there were still many neighbors waiting for him in the small clinic, and they were all relieved to see that he was safe and sound.

"Hey, Brother Ye, how is Lao Zhou?" The enthusiastic Aunt Liu from before asked.

"He's fine, he should be discharged from the hospital after a few tests." Ye Qiu replied with a smile.

The crowd collectively breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really lucky, Brother Ye, you can't be like this in the future, what if something really goes wrong with Lao Zhou?" ”

"Hey, that's not right." The young doctor who was in charge of sending Ye Qiu back said disappringly.

"What do you mean, young man?"

The young doctor looked at Ye Qiu with a look of admiration: "You call the heart man who just went there Lao Zhou, right?" Let me tell you, if it weren't for Mr. Ye's timely needle, Lao Zhou might not have been able to support our ambulance at all, but fortunately, Mr. Ye was safe and sound. ”

"Hearing you say this, it's all the credit of Brother Ye?" The neighbors blinked.

"Isn't that right? Mr. Ye is amazing, he knows what kind of disease he has a pulse, and he can immediately relieve the pain in his body with two injections, and our president also wants to hire Mr. Ye as the director of traditional Chinese medicine in our hospital, but unfortunately Mr. Ye is ambitious and unwilling, and finally only agreed to be the Chinese medicine consultant of our hospital. The young doctor said with a look of regret.

"So powerful?" The neighbors were stunned, "Are you talking about Brother Ye?" ”

"Of course, our dean is very important to Mr. Ye, so don't you send me to send him back! If you really don't believe it, you can go to our hospital in two days, and the bulletin board will be posted with the news that we have hired Mr. Ye, which is not fake. ”

After the young doctor's explanation, the eyes of the neighbors when they looked at Ye Qiu changed, they really couldn't see that he still had such great ability!

"Good boy, you can hide it tightly enough." An old man who was older than Ye Qiu slapped his chest.

"That is, if we knew that you had this ability, what kind of doctor would we go to someone else to see?"

"This ...... I can't help it, now everyone believes in Western medicine, how can I want to look at Chinese medicine, and I'm afraid that if I can't cure the neighborhood, I'm too lazy to say it, besides, you don't have any serious illness, you can go to the general hospital to see, how can you use me? Ye Qiu said embarrassedly.

"You are still modest, no matter what, if I have any problems in the future, I will come to you, you must show me, otherwise I will tell others that you are a quack." The neighbor joked.

Another old man lifted the clothes on his back: "Hey, Brother Ye, my back hurts for the past two days, you can give me two stitches." ”

"I'll show you."

Daddy Li's back pain has not been a day or two, and seeing that Ye Qiu really began to treat, he paid silent attention one by one to see if Ye Qiu was so godly.

Ye Qiu first checked the lower pulse of Father Li, and then pressed a few times on his lower waist, and then took out the silver needle and began to prick the needle.

"It doesn't hurt much, just don't move."

"Huh?" It was only after the third injection was pierced that Daddy Li exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" The neighbors asked.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore." Father Li looked at everyone in surprise.

"Is it so godly? Old Boss Li, you can't be a liar, right? ”

"What am I lying to you for? My own body, don't I know? Old Man Li was angry, and then looked at Ye Qiu with a grateful face, "Brother Ye, thank you, thank you so much." ”

Old man Li usually has a bad temper, and the neighbors don't believe that he is pretending, and he is not an actor, can this grateful look be so real?

So there is only one possibility, that is, Ye Qiu really relieved his pain after a few stitches.

This is also too godly!

"Brother Li, your waist is an old problem, it is impossible to be completely fine with a needle, if you believe me, you will come every three days in the future, and I will prescribe you some Chinese medicine to drink, and it will be completely fine in less than three months."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, you hurry up and prescribe medicine for me, it doesn't matter how much it is."