Li Xiuli was powerless to complain.

Not like a little woman!

Holding eight medical record folders in both hands, Li Xiuli is like a scholar in an ancient scholar's house, and the son-in-law who is responsible for helping students read is holding a large number of bamboo slips.

The two stood in Ward No. 1, one in front of the other.

Kwong Li is in front, and Li Xiuli is behind.

Yuan, a girl about twenty years old, looked at Li Xiuli and the two in surprise.

She has been hospitalized here for several days, so she naturally knows Li Xiuli, and she knows that Li Xiuli is a practicing physician, not the kind of ordinary doctor who follows her.

"Doctor Li, how did you become Dr. Kwong's helper?" Yuan looked at Li Xiuli in a daze, she still couldn't believe her eyes.

"It's nothing, Dr. Kwong is a weak woman, I helped her hold her medical records."

The corners of Yuan's mouth twitched, obviously not quite convinced, she crooked her mouth and secretly glanced at the smug Kuang Li, "Doctor Kuang, you are so amazing!"

Kwong Li waved her hand, her expression suddenly serious, "Xiao Yuan, don't get me wrong, I'm asking Dr. Li to come over and take a look at your condition."

Yuan Mou didn't believe it, how could he invite others to come over to help see a doctor, he regarded himself as an uncle, and others became a little brother.

After Kuang Li briefly introduced Yuan's condition, she opened the medical record.

Li Xiuli looked at the medical record folder on the side, and then reminded some of his own opinions.

There are many patients, but fortunately, these patients are some patients who have been hospitalized for some time, and the diagnosis and treatment direction are basically clear, and only need to adjust the treatment plan slightly.

Back in the doctor's office again, Li Xiuli was a little exhausted.

For the first time, I experienced the taste of holding eight medical records at one time, and I could only experience it when I accompanied Kuang Li on ward rounds.

He himself had never managed so many patients.

Kuang Li, who was sitting at the opposite computer desk writing medical records, showed a curvature at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Li Xiuli with a smile, "Doctor Li, you finally understand what it's like to have more patients, right?"

"You're still proud, aren't you?" Li Xiuli didn't have a good airway.

While pulling calves, the two wrote medical records and sorted out medical orders, and time flew by.

After Deng Jian left the Department of Acupuncture and Moxibustion and went to the Affiliated Hospital of Yicheng Health School, he also took most of his old patients with him.

Nowadays, there are a lot fewer acupuncture and moxibustion in hospitals and outpatients.

It is not easy for Kwong Li to maintain eight patients in the hospital.

On the other hand, Li Xiuli is now only three inpatients.

"Repeated lumbosacral swelling pain for 1 year, aggravated with numbness, burning and swelling pain in the right lower limb for 1 month." Kuang Li muttered the patient's complaint, she touched her head, and she had a headache.

Sciatic patient, quite a headache.

In particular, patients with numb, burning limbs suggest sciatic nerve damage.

Just now, Li Xiuli also saw this patient and suggested that he cooperate with acupuncture release.

However, what Kwong Li is good at is not a small needle knife, but a relatively rare treatment - floating needle.

Later, I'll do another floating needle for the patient!

After secretly making a decision in her heart, Kwong Li looked at Li Xiuli, who was also seriously "writing medical records", "Doctor Li, I heard that you made some plasters yourself, can you show me a piece?"

"No problem." Li Xiuli took out a pack of black plaster from his white coat pocket and threw it to Kuang Li at will.

Syllable!

A bag of black plaster fell in front of Kwong Li.

Kwong Li took the bag, opened the package, and took out a fist-sized piece of black plaster.

On the square side of the thick gauze, there is a black plaster that is round like a dumpling skin, and its shape is almost the same as in a costume drama......

Kwong Li tilted her head and looked at the black plaster carefully, and a word came to her mind - dog skin plaster!

"Your plaster is a bit like that."

Li Xiuli kept his eyes on the screen, and he said casually, "You mean, it's like a dog skin plaster!"

"Yes! It's exactly the same!"

"You're right, this is a dog skin plaster!"

"So, what about the effect?" Kwong Li suddenly hesitated. The dog skin plaster gave her the impression that it was fooling people and useless.

"Don't you have a sciatica? You put a plaster on each of her protruding points and hot calves, and try it, and you'll know."

"Hmm!" Kwong Li nodded vigorously.

Whether it works or not, try it and talk about it!

Kwong Li got together, put the black plaster back in the bag, and ran towards the office door.

"Hey!" Li Xiuli was frightened by her style of doing what she said, and he wanted to stop Kuang Li, but found that the latter had already disappeared.

Li Xiuli smiled, he was looking forward to the efficacy of his plaster.

opened WeChat and found Sun Miaomiao's WeChat avatar, "Miao Miao, have you sold out of plasters?"

Last time, I gave half of the plaster to Sun Miaomiao, and now it's been a while, let's see how it works.

After a while, Sun Miaomiao replied: "The effect is very good, my plaster has been sold out, when will we start work next time?" Smiley .jpg"

Li Xiuli looked incredulous, and only one pack of his plaster was sold, and two packs were given to patients as trial supplies.

"Why are you so efficient?"

"I introduced my plaster to my colleague and asked her to help me sell it. Sell a pack of plasters, and I'll give twenty-five dollars to them. No, more than thirty packs of plasters were sold out in a few days."

"Cow!" Sun Miaomiao's sales model refreshed his three views.

Sure enough, selling things by yourself is just like that.

"Hey, you haven't told me when you're going to make the plaster! Knock.jgp"

Li Xiuli touched his chin, thinking about when he would be free in the past few days.

"Tomorrow! I'm going to prepare the materials today."

"No problem, I want two hundred packs of plaster this time!"

"So many?"

"Otherwise, more than 30 packs will be sold out in a few days. Don't worry, I'll call you right away!"

Soon, Sun Miaomiao transferred 4,000 on WeChat.

Li Xiuli accepted 4,000 yuan with a smile, and then closed WeChat.

Four thousand, in fact, is not enough for the cost of two hundred packs of plaster.

After work, he went to the wholesale market of Chinese herbal medicines.

Prescribing Chinese herbal medicines in hospitals is not a long-term solution after all. Who would blindly treat Chinese medicine for several pounds at a time?

Following.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Sun Miaomiao called early and told Li Xiuli to hurry downstairs with the materials and immediately go to make the plaster.

Li Xiuli, who was sleeping in a daze, got up with a grumbling stomach, rubbed his eyes, and yawned a lot.

complained in his mouth: "This Sun Miaomiao, you want to go crazy for money!"

Walking out of the bedroom, entering the living room, looking at the bulging snakeskin bag in the corner of the living room, the corners of Li Xiuli's mouth twitched.

Yesterday, in order to help Sun Miaomiao prepare two hundred packs of raw materials for plasters, he traveled all over the Chinese herbal medicine market.

Two hundred packets of plaster, each with four plasters, for a total of eight hundred plasters. In addition, he also needs to stock up on goods, and he is ready to leave two hundred plasters for himself. In other words, this time he needed to prepare a thousand pieces of raw materials for the plaster, which was three times the amount he made for the first time.

"Son, where are you going with such a big bag of things?" Li Jintang, who was leaning on the sofa, glanced at his son, and he asked curiously.

"Go back to your hometown and make plasters."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Li Jintang looked Li Xiuli's dress up and down, looked at the bulging snakeskin bag he was carrying on his back, and understood that it took a lot of energy and time to make the plaster.

"No, I don't. I have helpers."

Opening the door and changing into green nine-piece nine-cloth shoes, Li Xiuli put down the snakeskin bag that was hip-high and reached out to press the elevator button.

Enter the elevator and exit the elevator.

Li Xiuli saw a woman wearing sunglasses and maple red lips staring at him downstairs.

He was a little confused, so he deliberately stopped, turned his head to look behind him, and made sure that no one was behind him, before continuing to walk towards the motorcycle parking space.

Passing by the beauty, Li Xiuli didn't think much about it.

Just as she was about to pass by the beauty, the woman who was silently watching her on the side smiled.

She grabbed Li Xiuli's arm and said with a smile, "Doctor Li, what are you doing! You don't know me!"

Li Xiuli stopped and looked at this person blankly.

He was sure he didn't know the man.

"Beauty, do I know you?"

Li Xiuli put down the snakeskin bag he was carrying on his shoulder, and he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

He was wearing a military training uniform left over from an unknown year and month, and he was wearing nine pieces of nine army green cloth shoes under his feet. From a distance, it looks a bit like the security guard of the community.

And this beauty, with fair skin like jade, straight hair naturally draped behind her shoulders, wearing large-framed sunglasses, a layer of maple red lip gloss on her lips, a loose crimson shirt on the upper body, tight long denim on the lower body, and skin-colored sandals on her feet.

Li Xiuli thought of Sun Miaomiao for the first time.

But he quickly dismissed the unrealistic idea. How can I go to make a plaster and dress up so beautifully, this is purely preparing to watch a play!

At least, today's Li Xiuli doesn't think Sun Miaomiao is such a vase.

"Begging for a beating!"

The beauty chuckled and took off her large-framed sunglasses, revealing Li Xiuli's familiar face.

Li Xiuli immediately pulled down his face, he circled around the laughing Sun Miaomiao, and touched the back of his head, "Miao Miao, have you made a mistake?"

This, dressed like this, are you sure you're here to make the plaster?

Sun Miao pouted her little mouth, she puffed up her chest and tilted her head slightly, as if she was enjoying being watched by Li Xiuli.

Decide if it's a new outfit or a new one that sells for a lot of money.

"You have a bathroom in your hometown, right?" Sun Miaomiao put on her eyes, turned around, and walked towards the side of the street.

"Yes, why are you asking this?" Li Xiuli was a little speechless.

Although the hometown is relatively dilapidated, there are still toilets or something.

"That's fine!" Sun Miaomiao took a step that her six relatives did not recognize, and swaggered to a red car.

She pulled out a car key and tapped it lightly.

The red sedan lights on.

It's a burgundy Volvo S60, and the sticky notes on the rear window haven't been torn off.

Li Xiuli took a deep breath.

This woman actually bought a new car, which is still a low-key luxury car brand.

Sun Miaomiao opened the car door, and only after getting into the car did she shake her head at Li Xiuli, her straight hair like a waterfall spilling down a mountain stream, "Get in the car!"

Li Xiuli, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head to look at Sun Miaomiao, he was very curious about why Sun Miaomiao suddenly bought a new car, and it was a S60 with a lot of price.

You must know that in the entire Yicheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, all male colleagues, only one or two go to work and drive a luxury car of more than 300,000 yuan.

On the other hand, many female colleagues drive luxury cars to work.

Catch a rich woman!

"Miao Miao, is this your new car?"

"That's right!" Sun Miaomiao replied very simply, she tilted her head, turned left and right, and checked the road conditions, "You, driving a motorcycle to your hometown, and carrying so many things, is not convenient after all."

"I know that." Li Xiu bowed his head and did not hide anything.

His family is in financial difficulties, and Sun Miaomiao already knows that there is no need to complain about his poverty at this juncture.

It's really unnecessary!

The two of them sat in the car, you said, I said.

Six Arts Town.

Li Xiuli's hometown door.

A brand-new burgundy sedan parked on the parking apron at the door.

Sun Miaomiao and the two got out of the car.

Li Xiuli was carrying a bulging snakeskin bag on his shoulder, and Sun Miaomiao was carrying a large snakeskin bag in his hand.

The two walked into the living room of their hometown together, and then closed the door.

With the first experience of concocting plasters, the two walked to the kitchen with familiarity.

Li Xiuli opened the ventilation window of the kitchen, while Sun Miaomiao went straight to the bathroom with a snakeskin bag.

Although he was curious about why Sun Miaomiao was dressed like this, he still believed that Sun Miaomiao was not a woman who simply came to watch the play.

Looking at Sun Miaomiao's back as she was eager to try and hurriedly ran to the bathroom, Li Xiuli thought of her slightly larger snakeskin bag.

It must be a change of clothes!

Thinking in his heart, Li Xiuli walked to the living room.

In the living room, there is a large round table, which is a special table for Li Xiuli's family to eat when he was a child.

Now that the family lives in the county seat, this table is left here, and there is no use.

He opened his hands, bent over nearly ninety degrees, grabbed each side of the round table, and picked it up.

The disc and base of the round table are separate and can be moved in two parts.

The large disc is heavy and wide, holding it heavily.

Li Xiuli leaned sideways, moved his body carefully, and walked towards the kitchen.

The moment he entered the kitchen, he was surprised to find a woman coming out of the bathroom.

Loose pink one-piece pajamas, with a pink cloth hat on his head and thin rubber gloves on both hands, were looking at him with a smile.

The corners of Li Xiuli's mouth twitched, and when he saw Sun Miaomiao, who had some spicy eyes, he opened his mouth wide and spit out three words with difficulty: "No!"

"Begging for a beating!" Sun Miaomiao was so angry that she covered her small fist and punched Li Xiuli lightly in the head.

Li Xiuli was in a hurry, turned around, and pointed at Sun Miaomiao with a large disc.

"Ahh Sun Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly withdrew her right hand, she shrunk her nose and frowned, "It hurts me to death!"

Li Xiuli didn't care so much, he avoided Sun Miaomiao, turned around, and ran towards the small door by the kitchen.

A door opened in the kitchen, and when I went out, there was an open space for Li Xiuli's house.

When he was a child, Li Xiuli's father, Li Jintang, would grow vegetables and fruits in the open space.

However, at this time, there are all kinds of discarded debris except for weeds.

Li Xiuli panted and stood in place, took a heavy breath, bent down, and placed the large disc diagonally on the ground.

I don't know what Sun Miaomiao is tinkering with now.