"Stop, stop."

Seeing that Cui Lin was getting more and more unspeakable, Song Feng stopped in time and said, "If you want to come to me to apply for a job, I am naturally welcome, after all, no one will take the initiative to drive a well-known Chinese medicine doctor outside."

"But one thing to say, your master's medical skills should also be very powerful, knowing that you came to Xiangcheng and became a worker, aren't you afraid that he will break your leg?"

Just like Cui Lin didn't like Song Feng's temper, Song Feng didn't think Cui Lin could work here for a long time.

As he said just now, Cui Lin's medical skills were only weaker than Song Feng's.

The Chinese medicine in the store is not as good as Cui Lin.

Being able to teach such a powerful apprentice, Cui Lin's master is by no means a simple character, knowing that Cui Lin works for others, Cui Lin doesn't feel anything, will his master feel that he can't hang his face?

Cui Lin's old face suddenly turned red, and he said hesitantly, "Mr. Song, if I tell you that my master not only approves of me coming to work for you, but after a while, he will visit you in person, you won't mind, right?"

What Song Feng could think of, Cui Lin could naturally think of.

After deciding to work for Song Feng, Cui Lin dialed the master's phone number after some psychological struggle, and told the master the truth.

Now is not ancient times, the means of communication are extremely developed, yesterday hundreds of people saw Cui Lin and Song Feng matching, and they all heard Cui Lin's bet.

In case the matter spreads on the Internet, even if you are in the middle of the mountains, Master and his old man may see it.

Rather than being approached by the master and breaking his leg, it is better to explain honestly.

Unexpectedly, the master only gave Cui Lin a few words, and he was very supportive of Cui Lin coming to work with Song Feng.

"Although Mr. Song is nearly thirty years younger than me, from the perspective of medical skills, I should call you a senior."

"Hahaha."

Song Feng laughed and said, "Your master is an open-minded person, okay, since you are going to work here, I will accept you."

"As for salaries and bonuses......

"I don't want a salary."

Cui Lin said: "I came here this time, one is to repay your kindness, and the other is to have the attitude of learning from you, I really don't need a salary, and I don't need other income, as long as you allow me to watch when you treat others, I want to learn some medical ethics as a doctor from you, as well as a variety of ingenious treatment techniques."

"The salary still has to be paid, otherwise what will you live on?"

In the end, Song Feng gave Cui Lin a salary of 30,000 yuan per month.

With Cui Lin's current medical skills, if he goes to be a private doctor for those rich people, let alone 30,000 yuan per month, he can get 300,000 yuan a month.

Bringing Cui Lin into the store, Song Feng called Cui Mingyue and other medical staff to let Cui Lin get acquainted with them first.

Approaching noon, Song Feng beckoned everyone to go out to dinner together, which was regarded as an induction dinner for new employees.

As soon as I walked to the door, the phone rang.

"Mr. Song, can you come to the Central Hospital, Yun is in trouble."

"President Zhang, don't panic, I'll go over now."

Hearing Zhang Yun's outstanding deed, Song Fengma handed over the work of presiding over the dinner party to Cui Mingyue.

Come to the car, take out the keys, open the door and go to the central hospital.

"Mr. Song, take me one."

Cui Lin, who had just joined the Rejuvenation Hall, followed.

Cui Lin heard all the contents of the phone call, and learned that Song Feng was going to the hospital to see a doctor, Cui Lin thought that this was a good opportunity to learn.

"Okay."

Song Feng opened the co-pilot door and beckoned Cui Lin to get into the car.

When Cui Lin fastened his seat belt, Song Feng stepped on the accelerator and quickly came to the central hospital.

In a special care ward of the Central Hospital, Zhang Yunjie was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Including Zhang Anbang, no one in the Zhang family knows what happened to Zhang Yunjie.

I only know that Zhang Yunjie was fine before going to bed last night.

didn't come out to eat in the morning, Zhang Yunjie's mother thought that the child was too tired these days, so she didn't call him.

waited until noon before anyone came out, Zhang Yunjie's mother realized that something was wrong, pushed the door in, and found Zhang Yunjie lying motionless on the bed.

After being examined by a family doctor, Zhang Yunjie had no problems.

The heart was beating normally and there was no problem with the pulse.

While arranging for someone to send Zhang Yunjie to the central hospital, Zhang Anbang called Song Feng for help.

After listening to Zhang Anbang's introduction, Song Feng bent down and opened Zhang Yunjie's eyelids.

He put his other hand on Zhang Yunjie's pulse.

Zhang Yunjie's heartbeat was normal, and there was no problem on the surface.

Cui Lin, who was standing behind Song Feng, looked at Zhang Yunjie on the hospital bed without blinking.

After a few minutes, Song Feng said, "President Zhang, his situation is quite special, I need to go back and study it first, don't worry, I will definitely cure Brother Zhang."

"Mr. Song, I'm all up to you."

Zhang Anbang grabbed Song Feng's hand, tears of nervousness flowed from his eyes.

Song Feng nodded, comforted Zhang Anbang a few words, and asked Cui Lin to leave the ward.

Back in the car, Song Feng said, "I see that you stopped talking just now, you should have seen the reason why Zhang Yunjie fell into a coma, right?"

"Mr. Song, I don't understand, with your ability, you should have seen it a long time ago, why didn't you tell the patient's father?"

Cui Lin asked inexplicably.

In terms of medical skills, Song Feng was far above Cui Lin, and Cui Lin took a few minutes to observe the truth about Zhang Yunjie's coma.

How could Song Feng not understand why Zhang Yunjie was in a coma.

In this case, why did Song Feng keep his mouth shut and just say that he would go back to study and study?

"Ugh."

Song Feng sighed and said, "You and I can see that Zhang Yunjie's coma is not a lesion in an organ in his body, but actually poisoned by someone."

"But what kind of poison is it, I haven't analyzed it until now, and I guess you haven't seen it either, right?"

"Nope."

Cui Lin shook his head and said, "I found traces of poisoning in the patient, as for what poison was poisoned and when it was poisoned, I don't have any clue here."

"Mr. Song, I understand, you are worried that saying it rashly will make the patient's parents overly worried, and not saying it if you are not sure is the best help for them."

Song Feng smiled bitterly: "You are right, Zhang Yunjie is Zhang Anbang's only son, the life of the precious son hangs by a thread, I can't find out the composition of this poison for the time being, so there is no way to detoxify his son, if you are Zhang Anbang, you will definitely be anxious and have trouble sleeping, right?"

"That's true, after all, I pity the hearts of parents all over the world."

Cui Lin said with a solemn face.

Following Song Feng's analysis, Cui Lin kept nodding.

If he is Zhang Yunjie's parents, he will be anxious when he knows that his son is poisoned and there is no way to detoxify it immediately.