Chapter 254: It’s only been an hour, but you’ve already given me Doctor Meng strength? (Additional updates with monthly pass)
Time flies to the next morning.
Fang Yan and Zhu Lin got up an hour early today, cooked health porridge, steamed steamed buns and flower rolls.
By the time everyone else got up, they had already made breakfast.
Seeing that breakfast was on the table, my father came to the main hall after washing up, looked at the study door that was still closed, and asked curiously:
"Why hasn't the fourth child gotten up yet?"
The mother held the baby in her arms and fed her with a bottle while responding:
"I should have woken up by now."
"I remember he went to bed earlier than us last night, right?"
Dialect said to them:
"It's okay, don't worry about it. He hasn't slept well for several days. After I treated him last night, I let him sleep until he wakes up naturally today."
"He's not going to work anyway, so it doesn't matter if he sleeps a little longer."
Zhu Lin also said:
"It's okay, Mom and Dad. I'll heat breakfast in the kitchen pot later, and leave a note at the door of the study room asking him to have breakfast when he gets up."
After hearing Zhu Lin's words, my wife He Huiru said:
"Linlin, thank you for your hard work."
Zhu Lin smiled and said:
"Hey, Mom, what you said is untrue. It's all about the hard work of the family."
Then greet everyone:
"Come on, let's all have breakfast."
When everyone came to the table to eat breakfast, Fang Yan held a bowl and drank the sweet health porridge, and said to his father:
"By the way, Dad, if you are in a hurry today, just ride my motorcycle to work."
"Aren't you going to send invitations this afternoon? No need for a car?" Fang Zhenhua asked.
Dialect said:
"Just send it to the nearby police station. I'll just ride my bicycle."
Dad thought for a while and finally shook his head:
"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry today."
The main reason is that there is a dirt road in the countryside back to Haidian. It is not easy to walk on a motorcycle because of the bumps. It is not much on weekdays. I have a child today, so it is better to take the bus.
But at this time Professor Zhu said:
"Hey, Lao Fang, I think riding is the best. I plan to bring something over when I get off work in the afternoon, and I just need a motorcycle to carry it."
Hearing what his in-laws said, Fang Zhenhua nodded and reluctantly agreed:
"Oh, that's okay."
After breakfast, when everyone was getting ready to go to work, the fourth child finally woke up.
After walking out of the house, my mental state was obviously much better than the day before.
After Fang Yan checked his body, he said that if he came back in the evening and gave him acupuncture, his problem should be gone.
Then I asked him to take care of his house, got on his bicycle and went out to work.
Today is Saturday. I made an appointment with Meng Jimin yesterday to ask this boy to come to the store to help me, but Fang Yan didn't specify the time. I guess he was punctual if he arrived at ten o'clock.
"Good morning, Brother Fang!" When they arrived at the entrance of Tongrentang, the clerk cleaning outside greeted Fang Yan with a smile.
"Morning." Fang Yan nodded and replied, then pushed the bicycle into Tongrentang.
Motorcycles can be placed outside, but bicycles can be left alone.
At this moment, Cui Changshou and Li Chuanwu hadn't arrived yet. If they were pushed away in a blink of an eye, they would have to find them.
As soon as he pushed it to the backyard and put it with other people's bicycles, he saw Meng Jimin walking in with his bicycle behind him.
"Old Fang." Meng Jimin greeted him.
Fang Yan said in surprise:
"Hey, you came early enough? I thought you wouldn't come until ten o'clock."
Meng Jimin pushed the car to the side of Fang Yan’s car and parked it, and then said:
"Aren't you here to help me? It's busiest in the morning, so I thought I'd come over early. How about I be kind enough, buddy?"
Fang Yan nodded.
Meng Jimin smiled and said: "Then you can't treat me badly with lunch!"
"..." Dialect is speechless:
"Do I look like the kind of person who skips food?"
After saying that, the two of them walked out. Fang Yan did not let Meng Jimin really be his assistant, but arranged for him to sit at the empty clinic table nearby.
He is a sitting physician at Dongzhimen Hospital, so it is no problem to see a doctor.
Fang Yan said to Meng Jimin:
"You'll be here later to help me with the flow. See a few more patients and you'll be helping me."
Meng Jimin shook his head and said:
"I'm afraid that won't work. I've heard from Miaomiao that the patients around here come here because of your reputation. If you ask them to come to my place for treatment, they will definitely not do it."
Fang Yan thought for a while and then said:
"Then I'll tell you that you are Mr. Zhu's apprentice. Today and tomorrow, you are here for expert consultation. There is no such shop after passing this village."
Meng Jimin took out his Dongzhimen doctor's work certificate and unfolded it to Fang Yan:
“To be honest, I don’t have the expert stamp on my ID.”
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Fang Yan glanced over and saw that there was no blue expert stamp on the certificate that was the same as his own.
"Then say you are my friend and your medical skills are very good, so they should buy it." Fang Yan said.
Meng Jimin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and cupped his hands:
"You lift me up!"
……
After a while, patients began to arrive one after another.
Every week, Saturday and Sunday are the two most crowded days.
Especially on Sundays, every time Fang Yan sees the longer and longer queues, he feels that the people near Dashilar are in poor health. Why can’t they finish watching?
After asking, I found out that most of the people came here specifically to see him for medical treatment on Sundays, and were not residents around Dashilar.
Maybe their relatives, friends and colleagues are from here, and they tell them that there is a miracle doctor Fang here, who is very powerful and can cure all kinds of diseases.
Then came over.
Meng Jimin was here today. When Fang Yan saw the number of patients starting to increase, he immediately introduced Meng Jimin to others.
Most of these patients who came early were neighbors.
He still trusted what he said in dialect. Immediately, several people came to Meng Jimin's clinic and asked him to help with diagnosis and treatment.
The first few patients had minor ailments, and Meng Jimin quickly resolved them.
Not much slower than dialect.
But Dr. Meng soon encountered the first problem of the day.
At around ten o'clock in the afternoon, while Fang Yan was performing acupuncture and treatment in the back hall, Meng Jimin received a patient who was pushed in a wheelchair by his family members.
The patient is a male patient in his sixties, not a local, who came here to see a doctor. He had a cerebral infarction before and was hospitalized for more than a month before being discharged. Now he is sitting in a wheelchair, his left leg is weak, and he hiccups frequently. I hiccuped more than 20 times a minute and took western medicine for more than ten days without any effect.
Other symptoms include dizziness, not wanting to open my eyes, self-reported that I can’t lift my head, and general weakness, excessive sweating, urgent and frequent urination, poor sleep, and double vision in my eyes.
After Meng Jimin's diagnosis, his pulse was slippery, his tongue was enlarged, there were teeth marks on his tongue, his tongue coating was yellowish, and there was blood stasis under his tongue. The strangest thing was that the patient's tongue was cold, as if the temperature in the mouth had nothing to do with the tongue.
Meng Jimin had never encountered this complicated disease, and its pathogenesis was changeable and weird. For a moment, he didn't know how to start.
At this moment, his medical records and notes were not with him. Doctor Meng, who believed that a good memory was worse than a bad writing, was immediately restricted.
It had only been a little over an hour, and I already had a difficult and complicated illness that had not been seen in the hospital for several days.
At that time, the dialect did not say that the difficulty in Tongrentang was so high!
Finally, I thought that Fang Yan had experience in stroke treatment, so I found him who was giving an acupuncture in the inner hall and asked him to come out for consultation quickly.
Meng Jimin originally just wanted to have fun today. How difficult can it be for a patient in a pharmacy?
Unexpectedly, the show encountered a waterloo in the first hour.
Of course, if Fang Yan can't come up with a plan after reading it, then it doesn't matter to him.
PS: The monthly ticket has increased by 100, so I still owe everyone 41,000 after finishing this chapter.
There will be more in the afternoon.
(End of chapter)