The weather was hot today, and after coming to the city, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and soon she came to the Chunhe Medical Center. Meng Qing was a little surprised when she saw Jiang Qinglime coming.

"It's so hot today, I thought you wouldn't come."

"It's okay on this day, but along the way, I've sweated a little. If it rains heavily, I won't come. ”

Coming once every five days, there is very little time left for her, and a day of delay is a wasted day.

"Alright, you can sit down and rest for a while. Wait a while, and then let's start learning. ”

Meng Qing had a patient at hand who was watching, and he instructed Jiang Qingling, and he continued to work on his own. Jiang Qinglime found a place to sit down, and Uncle Qiang brought her a bowl of sour plum juice.

"Drink more to quench your thirst."

"Thank you, Uncle Qiang."

There are not many people in the Chunhe Medical Center, just three. Meng Qing, Uncle Qiang, Anqiao. These three people are very easy to get along with, and Jiang Qinglime only came once last time, so he got acquainted with them.

Uncle Qiang smiled at Jiang Lime and turned back to the counter.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Meng Qing finished the work in his hand, sat opposite Jiang Qinglime, briefly inspected Jiang Qinglime's studies, and then began to teach her some simple medical knowledge.

All morning, Meng Qing kept talking, Jiang Qingling desperately memorized, wrote it down on paper, took it home and slowly groped it in combination with what Meng Qing said.

The more it gets to noon, the hotter it gets.

There must be nothing to do at home, and with the Shen family here, Jiang Qinglime didn't go back, so she stayed. I was going to cook in the kitchen by myself, but who knew that Uncle Qiang went to the street early in the morning and ordered a few bowls of cold noodles and brought them back.

After solving the problem of food and clothing, Meng Qing continued to explain the knowledge to Jiang Qinglime.

"I've seen a lot of people studying medicine, but I've never seen someone as receptive as you, almost a little thorough. Most people study medicine in ten years, and at least five years, I think you can become a teacher in three years. ”

Throughout the afternoon, Meng Qing spent the rest of his time teaching Jiang Qinglime to study, except for seeing two patients.

He taught a lot, he thought that if he taught, Jiang Qingling would be confused, or she couldn't listen to it, who knew that for an hour and a half, she had maintained a high degree of attention.

Not only was he awake all the time, but he also listened very carefully.

With a very good learning attitude, coupled with her intelligence, Meng Qing rarely praised Jiang Qinglime.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingling was stunned for a moment, looked up at Meng Qing, squeezed his eyes and smiled.

"Alright, it's getting late, you have to rush back. Let's get here today. After you go back, digest the knowledge I told you today, and wait for the next time you come, if you pass the assessment, I will start to teach you to feel the pulse. ”

The first step in truly studying medicine is to identify medicinal materials, understand the uses of various medicinal materials, as well as pestle medicine and decoction. Jiang Lime knows a lot about medicinal materials, as for the work of pestle and decoction, it is enough to have a medicine boy to do it, so for Jiang Lime, the first step should start with learning to diagnose the disease.

"Really?"

Hearing that Meng Qing was going to teach her to touch her pulse, Jiang Qingling was overjoyed, and looked at him in surprise with an excited face.

"Really," seeing Jiang Qingling so happy, Meng Qing had a smile on his face, "But it's hard to feel the pulse, you have to calm down and study hard." Once you've learned how to feel your pulse, you'll have no problem becoming a barefoot man in the village. But I'm very optimistic about you, and the blue is better than the blue. ”