"Fushengtang!"

Provincial People's Hospital, Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a twenty-seven or eight-year-old female doctor muttered softly while reading the newspaper.

The female doctor has a delicate face, wears a light makeup, and wears a decent white coat on her body, which has a different kind of beauty.

"Director Fu!"

"Director Fu!"

While the female doctor was reading the newspaper, a young male doctor of thirty-four or five-year-old walked into the duty room, and the doctors who were still working in the duty room greeted each other.

The male doctor who came in was Fu Yongye, the deputy director and deputy chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Provincial People's Hospital.

Fu Yongye smiled, nodded politely to the other doctors, and walked directly to the female doctor: "What are you looking at, so obsessed?" ”

"Nothing."

He Jia turned around and gave Fu Yongye a sweet smile: "Have you finished checking your room?" ”

"It's over."

Fu Yongye smiled, reached out and picked up the newspaper from He Jia, and glanced at it: "The apology news of Dehui Hospital!" ”

"It's just a little strange that Dehui Hospital would publicly apologize."

He Jiadao: "Dehui Hospital is the largest private tertiary in our province, backed by Dehui Group, and Fushengtang is just a small medical center. ”

"Maybe it's Dehui Group's reputation."

Fu Yongye said: "The operation of Dehui Hospital was actually a bit incomprehensible before, a big hospital competed with a folk doctor, and lost its identity, and now it seems that Dehui Group is planning to use Fang Yuanlin's fame." ”

"Fame?" He Jia was a little puzzled.

"Fang Yuanlin is still a little famous in Qingcheng, especially among the people, many people know Fushengtang, and they also know Fang Yuanlin, Dehui Group's operation is not equivalent to an advertisement for himself?"

Fu Yongye smiled: "What, when you see this news, who do you think of?" ”

"What nonsense?"

He Jia glared at Fu Yongye with a little anger, and stretched out his hand to push: "Go get busy, this is in the department." ”

"Good, good."

Fu Yongye smiled, turned around and walked out of the duty room.

Walking out of the duty room, Fu Yongye, who was originally full of smiles and a warm spring breeze, suddenly changed his face, and his face, which was kind just now, suddenly became a little hideous.

"Still can't forget your old lover?"

Fu Yongye gritted his teeth a little.

"Dr. He is so happy!"

"Yes, Director Fu is so good to Dr. He."

"If I had such a beautiful daughter-in-law as a doctor, I would love her very much."

The male doctor in the duty room muttered softly, and some people couldn't help but peek at He Jia not far away when he spoke.

"Dr. Ho's kind of thing is not something we can remember."

Someone whispered: "Director Fu was born in the Fu family, became the deputy director and deputy chief physician at the age of thirty-five, and will inevitably be the director of our department in the future, and there is no problem in entering the Provincial Health Bureau." ”

"The gap between people and people is really big, and some people are born with a golden key." Some people can't help but sigh sourly.

Fu Yongye, born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, his family is the Fu family of Yunzhou, his ancestors have practiced medicine for several generations, Fu Yongye's grandfather is a famous doctor in the Republic of China, and his grandfather Fu Hongsheng is the old president of Yunzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who participated in the construction of Yunzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Fu Yongye's second uncle is now the vice president, chief physician and professor of Yunzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In the past few days, some doctors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine have memorized Fu Yongye's resume.

"Director Fu's family is so powerful, why did you come to our Gyeongju?"

Someone asked puzzled.

"Director Fu is at our university in Gyeongju."

Someone said in a low voice: "I heard that it should be to avoid suspicion, so Director Fu did not go to school in Yunzhou, but came to our Qingzhou, and our Dean Tang is half a student of Old Man Fu, so he won Director Fu to our hospital." ”

", so Director Fu's background is really heavenly." Someone sighed.

"What's more, if you think about Director Fu's grandfather, father, and our Dean Tang, it really costs money and money, and it has to be related."

The person who spoke sighed as he spoke: "We basically study medicine to support our family and find a stable job, and Director Fu studies medicine, which is to inherit the will of the family, and the road has long been paved." ”

"So Dr. He is married into a wealthy family?"

"So." The speaker sighed: "Some women are not born to be remembered by us little people. ”

He Jia stared at the newspaper for a moment, then picked up the newspaper and got up, walked to the trash can, and threw the newspaper into the trash.

She finally became the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, entered the Gyeongju Provincial People's Hospital, and may become the deputy director and department director in the future, Fang Yan, has long been in the past, and she does not allow Fang Yan to affect her emotions and her mentality.

Fang Yan?

I heard that after entering the city's first hospital, no matter how hard he tries, he is only the attending physician at most now, maybe if he is lucky, the deputy director is the apex of Fang Yan's life.

"Director Fu, there's a patient over there in the outpatient clinic."

Fu Yongye had just come out of the duty room when a nurse came to inform him.

Fu Yongye nodded, and followed the nurse to the ward, where the patient had just completed the hospitalization procedures and had just laid down on the hospital bed.

"This is our Director Fu."

The nurse explained to the patient's family that next to the bedside, a resident doctor who was hospitalized with the patient also hurriedly said: "Our Director Fu is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his medical skills are among the best in our department. ”

"Hello Director Fu."

"Director Fu."

The patient's family also hurriedly got up to greet Fu Yongye.

The patient was an elderly man in his seventies, accompanied by the patient's son and daughter-in-law, who were in their forties and nearly fifty years old.

"You're welcome."

As Fu Yongye spoke, he walked to the edge of the hospital bed and sat down, and asked the resident doctor, "How did you check it out at the outpatient clinic?" ”

"Director Fu."

The resident doctor hurriedly handed the patient's examination list to Fu Yongye on the outpatient side.

"It's been puffy for more than half a year?"

Fu Yongye asked.

"Yes, there was swelling at the beginning of spring, and I didn't care about it at first, but I didn't expect it to get worse."

The patient's son said: "For such a long time, we were first in the county hospital and then in the provincial capital, but it was always not good. ”

Fu Yongye carefully looked at the patient's checklist again, then lifted the quilt and checked.

The patient's edema is mainly on the legs and the surface of the feet, Fu Yongye reached out and pressed it, and it was an obvious depression.

"What are the other symptoms besides edema?"

"Dizziness, it can be better in the morning, it is more serious in the afternoon, and it can be better after resting for a while."

"What about sleep?"

"I slept fine, and my bowel and bowel movements were normal." Said the patient's son.

"I'll feel the pulse." ‘

Fu Yongye asked the old man to stretch out his arm, briefly touched the patient's pulse, and then took the examination sheet.

The blood pressure is not high, the hemoglobin and white blood cells are relatively high, and the neutrophil cells are 0.75......."

Saying that, Fu Yongye stood up and said to the resident doctor: "Considering that it is hot and humid, use Bazheng San to add flavor, and use it for a few days first." ”

As he spoke, Fu Yongye prescribed the prescription, signed it, and then handed it over to the resident doctor to be responsible.

Fu Yongye left, and the resident doctor explained two more sentences, and then went to give a prescription.

After Fu Yongye left, the patient's daughter-in-law whispered to her husband: "I didn't say that I would stay in the hospital for a few days." ”

"Hey, let's take a look."

The patient's son sighed.

Their family is rural, in order to see the elderly, they have been tossing for a lot of time, before in the county seat, and then in other hospitals, Western medicine is not good, so they try their luck with Chinese medicine.

The cost of the provincial hospital is not low, and just now Fu Yongye just said that he would eat for a few days and try it, which made the patient's daughter-in-law feel bottomless, and every day was money.

.......

With the apology of Dehui Group, the number of patients in Fushengtang increased day by day, which also made Fang Yan's fishing career come to an end.

Every day when I open the door, I start to sit in the clinic, and it ends almost in the evening.

However, in the dream realm for thousands of years, Fang Yan has long been used to it, and there is nothing uncomfortable, just a little less free time.

As for Chen Zhongquan coming several times, Fang Yan didn't pay attention.

Lin Baili took the time to come over in the afternoon, and when she saw a lot of patients, she suggested to her son: "Don't recruit anyone anymore, specialize in medicine and miscellaneous work." ”

Lin Baili had suggested to the old man before, but the old man didn't agree, and now Lin Baili gave Fang Yan another suggestion.

The main thing is that she also said goodbye to Fang Yan here, she was so busy, how could Fang Yan leave?

"You and An Yao are both young, young people must also have something of their own, recruit someone to help, the two of you sit together, and occasionally someone can replace and rest."

"I'll hang up a job posting tomorrow."

Fang Yan didn't look like an old man, so he agreed very happily.

It really needs to be a miscellaneous one, so that An Yao can indeed have more contact with patients, otherwise, it will be quite delayed to get busy, grab medicine, and charge for it, and as the number of patients increases, sometimes it is troublesome to maintain.

The small hospital is not registered, all patients line up on their own, sometimes there are many people, and then they see that they are full of people and leave, and they come back in a circle or people.

Some patients were a little hesitant when they saw that Fang Yuanlin was not in the clinic before, but gradually, they all began to recognize Fang Yan's level.

The next morning, Fang Yan asked An Yao to post a recruitment notice at the door, but no one came to apply for the job for several days.

The recruitment of medical halls is different from that of other places, and Fushengtang also has requirements, at least to have pharmacist qualifications or have a certain amount of experience, and this threshold restricts many people.

No one applied, and Fang Yan was not in a hurry, his own medical hall recruited people, in fact, sometimes it was stricter than the hospital, not to mention the level, but also more important to character or eye.

Find someone who doesn't like the eye, or if there are too many things, it's better not to recruit people.

"Sit."

Fang Yan sat behind the consultation table and beckoned the patient, an elderly man in his seventies, who was accompanied by the patient's son and daughter-in-law.

"What's wrong?"

"This is what we were examined and treated at the provincial hospital before."

The patient's son handed the old man's checklist and everything to Fang Yan: "My father's legs have been swollen for half a year, and he also stayed in the provincial hospital for four or five days a few days ago, but the more he treats, the more serious it gets. ”