I heard that Zhang Weidong was going to give acupuncture and massage to patients in person, and everyone was looking forward to it, but Director Yuan was inevitably a little disappointed, because he was sitting in the clinic today, and it was inconvenient to walk away for a long time.

Zhang Weidong obviously knew Director Yuan's thoughts, and said with a smile: "My acupuncture techniques and acupuncture points for the treatment of stroke hemiplegia are a bit special, and it won't take much time for Director Yuan to go together." ”

Zhang Weidong's words were in Director Yuan's heart, and he was naturally overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up and said yes.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the people who were waiting outside the door were Jin Lu and Dong Qin, who had lost their temper just now, and everyone in the know couldn't help but be a little surprised. Jin Lu and Dong Qin were quite embarrassed and surprised when they saw that the door of the outpatient room was suddenly pushed open, and then a large number of doctors walked out of it.

When did you suddenly have so many doctors in the outpatient room?

Seeing that it was Jin Lu and Dong Qin waiting outside the door, Director Yuan didn't bother to take care of it, so he just hugged Zhang Weidong and walked to the acupuncture room with everyone, and of course the middle-aged uncle.

Seeing that the two of them were waiting outside the door, but the doctor walked away, Jin Lu and Dong Qin were annoyed and surprised at the same time, because they found that everyone seemed to be surrounding the little white face like the stars and the moon.

"Dong Qin, have you noticed that something is wrong, looking at the posture, as if that little white face is Director Yuan?" Jin Lu couldn't help but ask with a puzzled expression.

"I was just about to say that, too! And have you noticed that when Director Yuan drove us out before, it was after that little white face spoke? As if the words of that little white face were very important to Director Yuan. Dong Qin nodded, and then said thoughtfully.

"I was just angry and didn't think about it, what you said is really like that. And now that I think about it, it seems that Dean Lu also suddenly changed his attitude after hearing that little young man. The doubt on Jin Lu's face became even stronger.

At this moment, Jin Lu's mobile phone rang, and the call was from Vice President Xu Chuanyun.

"Hello Uncle Xu. Jin Lu shouted reluctantly.

"Are you going back or are you in the hospital?" asked Xu Chuanyun.

"Is there something wrong?" Jin Lu didn't want Xu Chuanyun to know that they finally chose to stay in the hospital and queue up, so she asked rhetorically.

"Whether you are back or still in the hospital, I tell you one thing for the record, you must remember that if you want to be cured, you must have great respect for the young doctor, and it is best to apologize to him. Xu Chuanyun solemnly explained. When he said this, Xu Chuanyun still couldn't believe it, at Zhang Weidong's age, he was not only the chief doctor, but also a member of the provincial medical expert team, and his medical skills were superb, and even Director Yuan and others were now his students.

Not long ago, Lu Yicun revealed a little bit about Zhang Weidong to him, after all, he is the vice president of the hospital, and some things can't be bypassed from him.

"What! You say I'm going to apologize to that little white face?" Jin Lu couldn't help but scream.

Hearing Jin Lu's almost screaming voice on the other end of the phone, a trace of annoyance flashed on his face, if it weren't for the fact that her father was the district chief and had a bit of friendship, he really wanted to hang up the phone like this.

But Rao is like this, Xu Chuanyun's voice still cooled down, and said: "I mean it's better to be like this, of course, it's your business whether you apologize or not, I won't say much about the specifics." ”

After speaking, Xu Chuanyun hung up the phone.

Jin Lu stood in place with the phone in a daze, queuing up according to the rules was already an unprecedented thing for her Miss Jin, but she didn't expect Xu Chuanyun to call her and suggest her apologize, and the object was still the little white face that made her want to be cut with a thousand cuts!

What is this? Is it that the daughter of the head of the Jin district is so worthless?

"Is it Dean Xu? What did he say?" Dong Qin asked curiously when he saw that Jin Lu's face had completely changed with anger. i

"What? He said that if he wanted to cure his illness, he had better apologize to that little white face!" Jin Lu said angrily.

"No, did he really say that?" asked Dong Qin with a look of disbelief.

"That's what he said!But it's just an intern, why? Hmph, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's not him who sees a doctor, and there is no way to get my aunt and grandmother to apologize to that little white face!" Jin Lu pursed her lips and said disdainfully.

"What do you mean by Dean Xu making this phone call on purpose? Do you say that if we don't apologize to Xiaobaimian, Director Yuan won't treat me properly?" After all, it was Dong Qin who was sick, and Jin Lu could play with Miss's temper, but Dong Qin, who was asking for others, was a little empty in his heart after all.

"If he dares, if he dares to do this, I will sue him!" Jin Lu said with raised eyebrows.

"What dare you dare, if he really wants to treat me well, just talk nonsense, we don't understand! Besides, do you feel that those doctors and Dean Lu just now seem to value that little white face very much?" Dong Qin said.

"It seems to be a little bit! But he has a little white face, and he is only an attending doctor, do you think this kind of speculation is realistic?" Jin Lu thought for a moment, and then asked mockingly.

Dong Qin refuted speechlessly, what Jin Lu said was the truth. The profession of a doctor is not a child's house, it requires real materials, especially traditional Chinese medicine requires experience accumulation, as far as Zhang Weidong's little white face is concerned, at most he is in his early twenties, it is indeed impossible to achieve such a status in the hospital, and it is almost the same to be replaced by an old Chinese medicine doctor like Director Yuan.

When Jin Lu and Dong Qin were talking outside the outpatient clinic, Zhang Weidong in the acupuncture room had already let the middle-aged uncle lie on the bed and prepare to give him an injection.

"I have learned a little inner family exercises, and I will be lucky when I apply the needle, so the effect of the first application of the needle will be better, and the effect will not be so obvious in the future, but the application of the needle within a month will definitely have an effect, and your legs and feet will become more and more convenient day by day." After a month, there is no need to apply the needle again, mainly relying on my own exercise and family massage, as well as diet and slow conditioning. Zhang Weidong took out the needle and explained to the middle-aged uncle.

Director Yuan and others all know about Zhang Weidong's internal exercises, especially Bai Jie, who knows how terrible Zhang Weidong's so-called learning is, it is even more powerful and magical than what is written in martial arts novels, so Director Yuan and others were not surprised when they heard this, but the middle-aged uncle heard it a little mysterious. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Weidong really didn't look like a liar, and Director Yuan and other old Chinese medicine doctors respected him so much, he really wanted to suspect that Zhang Weidong was a liar pretending to be a miracle doctor.

After Zhang Weidong explained to the uncle, he no longer continued to talk to him, but took the needle and began to apply the needle, and while applying the needle, he would explain to Director Yuan and others, the technique of applying the needle and the location of the acupoint.

At first, the middle-aged uncle didn't feel much, but as he inserted needles one by one, he felt wisps of heat flow quietly from the left half of his body, which he felt dull and numb, and then gradually converged into a trickling stream like countless thin waters, flowing through his left half of his body.

The middle-aged uncle subconsciously moved the five fingers of his left hand, but he didn't expect to do it relatively easily, and he seemed to regain control of his body as he did before the stroke.

At this moment, the middle-aged uncle's eyes were moist, for more than half a year, he had been dreaming that he could stretch his legs and arms as easily as before, but the cruelty of reality shattered his dream again and again, and now he finally saw hope again.

Although Zhang Weidong has already told him that it is impossible to be the same as before, as long as it can be better, it will be a big surprise for the middle-aged uncle!

Just when the middle-aged uncle was still immersed in being able to control the movement of his fingers relatively easily, Zhang Weidong had already taken out the needle.

"Uncle, come down and take a look now, is it better?" Zhang Weidong put away the needle, smiled and patted the middle-aged uncle's arm lightly.

The middle-aged uncle was a little nervous and ready to get up, he was really a little worried that the wonderful feeling just now was just a temporary illusion.

Habitually, the middle-aged uncle used his normal right hand to support his body to get up, and then landed on his feet, carefully trying to stand up, at this moment, his heart was screaming.

Also nervous are Director Yuan and others.

A patient who has suffered hemiplegia for half a year after a stroke really recovers part of it with acupuncture, which is undoubtedly a miracle in the medical world. This kind of thing, not everyone has the opportunity to witness it with their own eyes.

The middle-aged uncle soon found that when his foot touched the ground, the feeling of his left foot was obviously different from before, more powerful, and more down-to-earth.

The middle-aged uncle walked back and forth in the acupuncture room with an excited face, although his actions were still a little awkward and inconvenient, but it looked a lot sharper than before. It's like a toddler, suddenly a little better.

Although Director Yuan and others have indescribable confidence in Zhang Weidong's medical skills, at this moment, watching the middle-aged uncle walking back and forth in the acupuncture room, they still can't restrain themselves from being shocked, and they are all stunned, until the middle-aged uncle stood in front of Zhang Weidong with tears in his eyes, bowed to Zhang Weidong again and again, and thanked Zhang Weidong again and again, they woke up like a dream, and then looked at Zhang Weidong with both eyes.

At this moment, their eyes looking at Zhang Weidong were full of pilgrimage-like reverence, as if the person standing in front of them was not a young man, but a god!

"Uncle doesn't have to be polite, saving lives and helping the injured is originally the duty of our doctors. Now that you are lying in bed again, I will take this opportunity to demonstrate to my colleagues the technique of pushing the uterus and invigorating blood after a stroke, and they will help you with acupuncture and massage next time. Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Can I ask you for help next time?" the middle-aged uncle lay down on the bed and asked very cautiously.

In the eyes of the middle-aged uncle, Zhang Weidong at this time is undoubtedly the reincarnation of Hua Tuo! How dare he treat him as a young man.