As soon as he entered the front yard of Cuiwei Hall, Murong saw that the courtyard was full of people, and a line from the lobby of Cuiwei Hall was about to pass through the main gate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong sighed secretly, this Cuiweitang is really famous enough, so many patients are not willing to go to other medical centers to see a doctor even if they are queuing up here, no wonder the people of Cuiweitang will find them to work for them.

Murong who was walking in the direction suddenly felt that someone had been tapped vigorously on the shoulder a few times, and when he looked back, he saw a tall man wearing a big open-chested coat with a meaty face staring at him viciously.

"Is there anything wrong with this big brother?"

"Line up!"

"Huh?"

Murong didn't react for a while, but the person next to the man was attracted by the voice, and when he turned around and saw Murong, his eyes changed, and he also scolded indignantly: "Line up, do you have any quality, look at your clothes or are you still in the public family, you know that you oppress the common people?

Murong looked down at his left hand that was hanging on his chest and wrapped in a splint, and then he realized that these people estimated that he was also a doctor, and after understanding, Murong suddenly cried and laughed, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You misunderstood, I came here to work for Cuiweitang, not to see a doctor!"

A middle-aged woman in line in front of her immediately sarcastically said: "Who is deceiving, just like you, the person with one hand still comes to help, don't play such a little clever, I feel honest to go to the back and line up!"

Murong smiled bitterly and thought, he didn't want to do this, isn't it that they really have no one in Beiling Guard, so they can only pull him, a 'disabled person', out to make up the number.

At this time, an old man behind the woman glanced at Murong a few times, and also frowned and reprimanded: "I see that the clothes you are wearing are Beilingwei's flying fish suit, you Beilingwei still think that it is thirty years ago?

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Murong saw that the scolding gradually became louder, and seeing that these 'patients' were so indignant in order to protect their own interests, he could only sigh helplessly, and then shook off the strong man's hand that was still holding his shoulder, and walked towards the back of the team.

The strong man was a little surprised when he saw that Murong shook his hand off, he didn't expect that this kid's body was not strong, but his strength was not small, and he was about to curse a few words again, but when he saw Murong walking towards the back, he muttered: "Count your kid as acquaintance!"

At this time, the courtyard of Cuiwei Hall regained its calm, and in this somewhat oppressive atmosphere, everyone waited silently for the doctor's treatment.

And inside Cuiwei Hall, Meng Yunfan had just finished diagnosing a patient, and after writing the prescription, he took the hand towel handed over by the doctor next to him to wipe his sweat, and looked at the long queue in front of him, and couldn't help frowning: "Qingqing, what's going on with their Beiling Guard, what time is this, why haven't the foundry people come yet?"

The doctor named Qingqing on the side has also been busy with his feet on the ground, seeing Meng Yunfan frowning and complaining, it seems that the foundry is going to be unlucky after he comes, and Meng Yunfan often tells them that the concept of time is the most important quality of a doctor, and this dream doctor hates others being late.

Qingqing smiled bitterly: "There may be something delayed, when I finish catching the medicine of these two prescriptions, I'll go outside and take a look." ”

Meng Yunfan nodded, and while continuing to check the pulse of the patients behind, he muttered: "What kind of person, I don't have a sense of time at all......"

Murong was yawning at the door, standing in a bored queue, he didn't know that in the inner hall less than a hundred meters away from him, he had already been blamed, and at this time, there was a violent coughing sound from behind him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Murong turned around and saw a red-faced man coughing incessantly, his face was red, he was almost out of breath, because the movement was too big, several people behind him were covering their mouths and noses and retreating, looking at this person with disgust in their eyes.

"What's wrong with this man?"

"Who knows, stay away from him, be careful of being infected. ”

"Ouch, this person is really, if he has this disease and runs to a crowded place, is it possible that he still wants to infect others, it's really disgusting. ”

The man tried to refute after hearing all the chatter behind him, but the violent cough made him unable to speak, and he could only point to the people next to him with a trembling hand......

The man coughed more and more, and after a while his body was bent, his hands on his knees, as if he were about to fall, his face was red, and he could hardly breathe.

Just as the man was about to fall to the ground, a hand took him by the shoulder, and motioned for the man to sit on the ground.

Everyone who hid far away saw that this was the Dongling Wei kid who wanted to cut the queue just now, how did he run out.

Murong glanced at the man who kept coughing, motioned for him to calm down his emotions, and then pressed his hand on a seat on his head. Then the man's coughing voice slowly became calmer, and after about five minutes, the violent coughing sound magically stopped!

The man hurriedly wanted to thank Murong, but obviously he had coughed for too long and was a little weak, and he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.

Murong knew what he wanted to say, so he smiled and said, "No need to thank you, your voice is too weak, don't speak for the time being." ”

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed when they saw this scene, and one of the middle-aged women hurriedly asked Murong, "Little brother, what did you do to him, why did you get better all of a sudden?"

Murong turned his head and looked, isn't this person the aunt who mocked him the most before, but he has nothing to worry about, after all, people will be like this when they violate their own interests, so he said casually: "I look at the face of this old brother, it should be bronchitis, but it stands to reason that there will not be such a violent illness, it may be caused by eating some irritating food recently, so I just pressed the corner of his head and Sun acupoint, which slightly alleviated his symptoms." ”

The man who was originally sitting on the ground, when he heard Murong say this, he immediately came to his senses, and said in a weak voice: "Before going out, my youngest son gave me a chili candy, and I ate it when I was really hungry, no wonder, are you also a doctor, can this disease be difficult to treat?"

Originally, what bronchitis was, everyone didn't understand and some were still skeptical, but now seeing that what the man said was right to this young man's previous inference, how could he not believe it, and hurriedly looked forward to what the young doctor would say, maybe they would use it in the future!

Murong saw that everyone was staring at him with bated breath, a little confused, and then said casually: "This disease is not difficult to treat, the cause is because the lung qi is weak, Wei Yang is not solid, the intestines are loose, sweating is easy, and it is often easy to catch a cold and induce bronchitis." Spleen deficiency and unlucky, ** not clothed, gathered into phlegm, phlegm dampness on the disease is widespread. Kidney deficiency and sperm deficiency, kidney element is not solid, and there is no right to absorb qi, but coughing and wheezing. ”

This is the original words on 'TCM pathology', he didn't pause, and subconsciously blurted out.

Murong had no friends when he was a child, and when other children could play happily with their friends outside, Murong could only stay alone in the house and be accompanied by a room full of medical books, and after his father passed away, all his inheritance was these medical books, and he would have been able to memorize the medical books in that room long ago, if he hadn't been admitted to the National Defense University, maybe Murong would have become a very good doctor.

After Murong finished speaking, the surroundings were unusually quiet, Murong swept everyone's sluggish faces, came back to his senses, and secretly scolded himself for showing off, and told others what the pathology was for, so he continued: "Angelica, tangerine peel, schisandra, almond, Chuanbei, Shuanghua, Poria cocos, licorice 6 grams each, decoction in water, decoction of one dose a day. ”

At this time, everyone hurriedly looked for paper money, and those who did not have paper money hurriedly chattered, hoping to write it down, the man on the ground obviously brought a pen and paper to record the prescription, and after the record was completed, he quickly got up and thanked Murong again and again.

After Murong smiled and waved his hand, he returned to his original seat and continued to line up.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and everyone gathered around Murong.

"Doctor, doctor, please help me see, I've been insomnia and dreamy lately......"

"Go aside, just now you scolded others for scolding, doctor, look at me, my right hand has been weak for many days, you see what kind of disease I have?"

"Line up, squeeze what, I'm closest to the doctor, I'll see it first!"

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Murong looked at this scene that suddenly became popular, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he was originally here to work in Cuiweitang, and it was good to be able to share some patients, so he said, "Don't crowd, let's line up!"