Chapter 345: Hitting Ghosts

"Yan Yishun's reputation is okay, after contacting him in the past few days, I think he is still very good" Zhang Guofu didn't expect that his nephew knew more than just Secretary Liu, and when he asked this, he had the idea of pulling Yan Yishun along, and he didn't think much about it when he heard it, and said honestly.

Since the third uncle said so, Zhang Weidong also knew it in his heart. As for when and how to promote Yan Yishun, Zhang Weidong is not a person in officialdom after all, nor is he a person who is keen on officialdom, so he hasn't thought about it in depth, but he already has a thought in his heart, since Yan Yishun is not bad, let's pull him when it is appropriate.

Next, the uncle and nephew chatted about some common words, during which Zhang Weidong of course did not forget to remind the third uncle to call him if he encountered anything difficult to solve. If Zhang Weidong had said this before, Zhang Guofu would probably just smile and not really take it to heart. But now Zhang Weidong, the nephew, is a great figure in the eyes of Zhang Guofu, and he naturally said yes happily when he heard the words.

When Zhang Weidong arrived at the hospital, the hospital was overcrowded. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Provincial People's Hospital is now quite famous in Tiannan Province, and Yuan Zhihong has also become famous as a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Tiannan Province, and there is an endless stream of patients who come to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to see a doctor.

Zhang Weidong changed into a white coat as usual, and then sat quietly behind the desk in the director's outpatient room and listened and watched.

Yuan Zhihong is an old Chinese medicine doctor, after getting Zhang Weidong's guidance, his medical skills have become more and more exquisite, and now he has the level of a generation of national players.

This made Zhang Weidong very pleased, thinking that maybe after the New Year, he could let go and not come again.

Just as the end of the morning was approaching, another patient came.

The patient was about forty years old, and he was in the prime of life, with a successful career and high spirits. But the whole man was sick, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes were blank, and he had no energy at all.

This patient obviously came to Yuan Zhihong's side to see, and when he came in, Yuan Zhihong first said with a look of surprise: "Mr. Hong, why are you getting more and more emaciated after not seeing you for a few days, haven't you taken the medicine I prescribed?"

"I ate it, but it seems to be more powerful. The man known as Mr. Hong sat down slowly in his seat, and then said weakly.

Yuan Zhihong couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, and said: "It doesn't make sense, I prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves and replenish the brain, even if the effect is not good, it will not be like this." ”

"What's unreasonable? It's obvious that there is a problem with the prescription you prescribed!" Seeing Yuan Zhihong frowning and shirking her responsibilities, the fashionably dressed woman immediately asked with a cold face.

Although the woman spoke a little aggressively, but the facts were in front of him, Yuan Zhihong was not easy to refute, so he had to turn his head and turn his eyes on Zhang Weidong for help, and said in a low voice: "Doctor Zhang, look at this ......"

The woman saw that Yuan Zhihong ignored herself, but turned her head to ask a young doctor sitting at the desk behind him, and a trace of anger flashed on her face, just when she was about to have a seizure, Zhang Weidong raised her head and looked Mr. Hong up and down with a curious gaze, and then said: "Mr. Hong, have you been having nightmares lately?"

"yes, yes, I have nightmares as soon as I fall asleep. Mr. Hong was sick, not as aggressive as that woman, nor as domineering as her, and hurriedly said when he heard this.

"That's it, if I don't like it, Mr. Hong is not sick, but he came to the wrong place to see Director Yuan. Zhang Weidong said lightly.

"It's strange, Director Yuan said that there shouldn't be a big problem with the prescription he prescribed, but you are more interesting, saying that my husband is not sick. Have you ever seen a healthy person like him?" said the woman, turning her gaze to Yuan Zhihong and continuing: "Director Yuan, if you can't see what kind of illness my husband has, just say it, why bother to find such an inexplicable young man to talk nonsense here?"

Although the woman's words were mean, if someone said this in normal times, Zhang Weidong and Yuan Zhihong would have taken the case a long time ago, but today even he was confused when he heard Zhang Weidong's words. This person obviously has a nervous problem, how can I say that he is not sick? So I don't know how to deal with it for a while.

However, Mr. Hong seemed to remember something, and his listless eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he waved his hand and said, "Liu Luo, don't be so rude, since Dr. Zhang said that I am not sick, there is always a reason for him." ”

Mr. Hong turned his gaze to Zhang Weidong and continued: "Doctor Zhang, since you can see that I am not sick, I don't know if you can see why I am like this? ”

Originally, seeing that the woman named Liu Luo looked domineering, Zhang Weidong wanted to leave it alone, but on the one hand, he was also curious about that matter, and on the other hand, this Hong finally had a little vision, not as annoying as the woman, and said with an unfathomable smile on his face: "If I say that Mr. Hong has encountered a ghost, do you believe it?"

Hong Wei's body couldn't help but stiffen when he heard this, and his yellowed face turned a little pale. Since the death of his wife, he has been having nightmares, in which he always dreams that his wife seems to want to say something to him with a resentful face, but he just can't hear it, and sometimes he dreams of the terrifying picture of his wife turning into a ghost, the long bright red tongue sticks out and stirs in his ears, it seems to make some sound, but Hong Wei just can't hear it clearly. Because the dream was related to his dead wife, Hong Wei and the doctor were embarrassed and didn't want to say it so clearly, they only said that they were having nightmares. In fact, he also faintly felt that this thing was a bit strange in his heart, and he always felt a little similar to the legendary evil and ghost. For this matter, he also specially visited several well-known masters in Wuzhou City, and bought a few magic weapons at a heavy price, but it had no effect at all. Of course, he didn't tell his current wife Liu Luo about this, firstly, because he was afraid of scaring her, and secondly, he was also a person with a head and a face, and if he really wanted to spread the word that he was superstitious, it would inevitably make people laugh. It's just that Hong Wei never expected that a doctor in Zhang Weidong would say something amazing, and he would say that he had hit a ghost!

Hong Wei didn't expect that Yuan Zhihong and other doctors would never have imagined that a doctor with excellent medical skills like Zhang Weidong would say such magical words, and they couldn't help but stare at Zhang Weidong dumbfounded, as if they had just met him for the first time.

As for that Liu Luo, who was not used to seeing Zhang Weidong's young but old-fashioned appearance, he was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said with disdain on his face: "Director Yuan, are you here a hospital or a temple? You can even say such a thing as hitting a ghost? I think you should simply change your white coat into a Taoist robe!"