Early the next morning, Tang Zheng and Li Xiuying left Tang County and returned to Yangcheng.

After Tang Zheng sent his mother home, he went directly to the hospital.

After coming to the hospital to change into a white coat, Tang Zheng greeted Shen Zhongzheng and went directly to the reception room.

The reception room here in the TCM department is very quiet, and there are few patients.

Tang was walking to the door of a consultation room when he heard a pleading voice from inside, "Doctor, please see me!" ”

"Didn't I just say that if you want to see a doctor, you have to register first, you hurry up and register, I can't see you if you don't register."

"Doctor, I'm from the countryside, I won't register ......"

"I won't even hang the number, what kind of illness do you see, hurry up." The doctor's attitude was very bad.

Hearing this, Tang Zheng stopped and frowned.

"Doctor, it's not easy for me to come to the hospital, it's going to take a few hours in the car, please show me." The patient pleaded.

Tang Zheng glanced through the crack in the door, and the patient was an old man dressed in a very ordinary rural dress. The doctor sitting in the clinic was a middle-aged man in his fifties, he had never seen it before, he looked at the sign at the door, and the name written on it was Shen Weilong.

"I said that you can't understand why you can't understand it, you have to register before seeing a doctor, this is the process of the hospital. Besides, you have pain in your back and legs, you should go to the orthopedic department for this disease, it's useless to look for me. Shen Weilong waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let's go quickly." ”

"Doctor, I beg you, just show me, I have seen orthopedics before, they prescribed me a lot of Western medicine, and my stomach is broken."

"I heard that acupuncture in Chinese medicine can cure this disease, or you can give me two needles." The old man pleaded.

"Acupuncture, do you think you can do acupuncture for any illness, who is responsible for your pricking." Shen Weilong said in a cold tone, "Okay, if you want to see a doctor, hurry up and register, if you delay the time, we will get off work in a while." ”

Tang Zheng couldn't hold back any longer, and directly pushed open the door of the consultation room.

"Doctor Shen, as a doctor, how can you treat patients like this." Tang Zheng said angrily.

Shen Weilong glanced at Tang Zheng, saw that he was very young, and said disdainfully, "What does it have to do with you how I treat patients, don't think that wearing a white coat is amazing, I am the famous doctor of the Chinese medicine department of Yangcheng Hospital." ”

"Get out, this is my office, you're not welcome."

Tang Zheng wanted to say something, glanced at the old man, and endured it, arguing in front of the patient would not have a good impact after all.

"Uncle, you come with me to the clinic over there, and I will help you see a doctor." Tang Zheng said.

"You're also a Chinese medicine practitioner?" The old man looked at Tang Zheng and asked.

"Yes, I'm a Chinese medicine doctor."

The old man looked at Tang Zheng with some suspicion, the young man in front of him was too young, and he had some concerns about Chinese medicine at this age.

"Old man, don't worry, your waist and legs hurt, I will definitely be able to give you a good look." Tang Zheng said directly in order to dispel the old man's concerns.

"Today's young people really dare to say anything, he is rheumatism, rheumatism do you understand, it is called an immortal cancer."

"Don't say it's you, even if Sun Yishou Sun Shenyi comes, he doesn't dare to say that he can give him a good look." Shen Weilong said mockingly.

"If I say it's good, it's definitely good." Tang Zheng said very firmly.

"If you can really cure him, I'll eat this table." Shen Weilong said disapprerovingly.

Tang Zheng didn't care about Shen Weilong's shouting, and directly took out the silver needle he carried with him, "Old man, I'll give you acupuncture now." ”

Although the old man still didn't trust Tang Zheng, he had no other way now but to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

Nine silver needles fell, and the old man felt a hot current appear on his legs in an instant, and this hot flow made him feel unusually comfortable.

"Old man, how are you feeling?" Tang Zheng asked.

"It's been so many years, I've never been so comfortable, it's so comfortable, there's a warm current flowing through here." The old man happily pointed to his legs and waist and said.

Tang Zheng nodded, flicked the tail of the silver needle, and the silver needle immediately made a buzzing sound.

Five minutes later, Tang Zheng put the silver needle back, "Old man, you can go and try." ”

The old man stood up and walked back and forth in the house twice, "Okay, it really doesn't hurt at all." ”

Shen Weilong was also shocked, when the old man came in just now, he limped in, and after being pricked by Tang Zheng a few times, he was actually the same as a normal person, which was also incredible.

"Thank you so much, doctor." Seeing that his illness had really been cured, the old man was so moved that he cried bitterly and wanted to kneel down to thank Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng hurriedly persuaded the old man, "Old man, if you are well, you should go home quickly." ”

The old man trembled and took out a handful of odds and pieces of money from his pocket and handed it to Tang Zheng, "Doctor, I just have this money, I sold it and saved it, I don't know if it's enough?" ”

Tang Zheng felt sad for a while, and pushed the money back, "Old man, I will help you see your illness privately, and I won't charge you money." ”

Tang happened to not be easy to persuade the old man, personally sent the old man out of the consultation room, watched the old man go out of the hospital gate, and then came back.

"Doctor Shen, you can eat the table." Tang Zheng said with a sneer.

Shen Weilong gritted his teeth, did not speak, and directly relied on the debt.

"Doctor Shen, you are a famous Chinese medicine practitioner, and you are a good promise." Tang Zheng unceremoniously stimulated Shen Weilong, "Do you want me to get you some soy sauce to dip into?" ”

"Enough!" Shen Weilong slapped the table and shouted, "The villain has a will." ”

"Isn't it just cured of a little rheumatism, what's so good to be proud and arrogant, let's try to compete if you have the ability." Shen Weilong said angrily.

"Okay, how do you want to compare." Tang Zheng said.

The quarrel between the two attracted many onlookers from doctors and nurses.

"Let's compare to see a patient, whoever loses will get out of Yangcheng Hospital." Shen Weilong said angrily.

Although Tang Zheng cured the old man's rheumatism just now, he didn't take it too seriously at all, he felt that Tang Zheng was just lucky.

No matter what he said, he was sent by the provincial hospital, and in Yangcheng, except for Sun Yishou, he didn't pay attention to the rest of the Chinese medicine, let alone a young Chinese medicine doctor like Tang Zheng.

"Don is comparing himself to him." Fang Yuan shouted.

Ever since Shen Weilong came, he had been acting as a prestige and looking down on anyone in the Chinese medicine department, which made Fang Yuan very uncomfortable. But Shen Weilong does have some skills, and he has no other way but to endure it.

Now that Tang Zheng is back, he feels that he can finally raise his eyebrows.

The rest of the Chinese medicine department also followed suit, Shen Weilong looked at Tang Zheng with a smug face and said, "Boy, do you dare?" ”

"What don't you dare." Tang Zheng said directly.