318 Clinic Small Society

Xiaoxing was stunned, registered a number, and sat quietly in the crowd and waited. Sitting around, tall, short, fat and thin, young and old, men and women, businessmen and farmers, with different expressions, the waiting hall of a clinic seems to have become the epitome of life in a thousand societies.

She began to wait from a restless mind. She didn't know how long she had been waiting. Gradually, when she was calm and silent, she heard her number read out inside. She quickly sorted out her clothes and hurried in.

The medical lobby is antique. A middle-aged man sits opposite the table, a pure white heavy silk Zhongshan suit, with an ordinary appearance with a slightly kind appearance, but a pair of bright eyes. He took a look at Xiaoshu and asked softly, "How can I seek medical treatment for my family? I usually only receive patients here."

Xiaoshu nodded, put the newspaper he had been holding in his hand on the table, and whispered, "Dr. Shi, I came here after seeing this newspaper. It is said that you treated vegetative patients with acupuncture. My parents are also brain-dead and lie at home. I hope you can save them.

After listening to her, a trace of sympathy and comfort appeared in her eyes. No matter who it was, her parents must be very sad when they encountered this situation. But Shi Pin said softly, "It's cured, but it's healed by chance. Not everyone can do it."

Xiaoshu said softly, "Whether it works or not, can I ask you to have a try?"

Shi Pin thought for a moment and whispered, "It's not convenient for them to move. I should go and have a look. But all the patients outside also need me. The appointment number has been scheduled for a few months. If you want me to make a diagnosis, you have to wait until then.

He explained softly and was helpless in his words.

Xiaoshu was stunned for a moment. When she saw the situation outside, she was ready to wait for a few days, but she didn't expect to wait for a few months.

She hesitated for a long time and knew that she should not withdraw money. Maybe it would not help, but she couldn't help saying, "Dr. Shi, any amount of money is fine. We are an international group with great financial resources. Millions and tens of millions are fine, as long as you are willing to see my parents first."

The financial reward she proposed was extremely generous, but she just shook her head, but she didn't feel that the money she proposed was vulgar. She could understand her feelings for her relatives and whispered, "Sorry, miss, if you want to make an appointment, you can register at the reservation desk now. If you have nothing else to do. You can let the patients below come in.

Xiaoxing sat back on the stool in frustration, and then picked up her bag and walked out. She came looking forward to the news, but she didn't expect it to be so disappointing. She knew that everyone outside was important, and even more sad than her parents would be, because they were unconscious, and those patients were suffering from illness, and some of them might be wandering between life and death. But who doesn't regard himself as more important than others, and who doesn't regard the health of his family as more important than the health of others.

Her beautiful eyes were sad and unwilling. With tears in her eyes, she tried not to let it fall down. Her mind was still trying to think about how to make things a little earlier. She thought about the patient who was waiting to see a doctor. Money can't buy the soul of a doctor, but if you buy the soul of a patient, there will always be some people who compromise because of poverty.

The idea rose from her mind, and the pace of going out was much firmer, but the voice of applying the needle reminded her later, saying, "In order to prepare medicinal herbs in advance to facilitate diagnosis and treatment, all patients who make an appointment must write down the symptoms in advance. Even if there is an appointment number and the symptoms are not right, they can only It's considered invalid."

This is also for the consideration of patients. On the one hand, it can be prepared in advance. On the other hand, it is not a difficult and miscellaneous disease that requires acupuncture. Other doctors in the clinic can treat it on the spot to avoid the patient's waiting. When it was actually implemented, it was found that there was another function to prevent the privileges of some rich people. Even if they bought the number, the symptoms were wrong, and the needle would never break the rules.

When he saw Xiaoshu's expression, he had seen her thoughts, so he woke up in advance so that she would not be more disappointed.

Sure enough, Xiao Xing's footsteps staggered.

Shi Shi hesitated for a moment, read her filial piety, and whispered, "In fact, I am not the only traditional Chinese medicine doctor with profound acupuncture skills in China. There is also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor Fu Sinian in H City, who is also very good at acupuncture. Regarding the use of acupuncture and moxibustion to treat brain death, we have discussed the treatment of this disease in depth. I treated the patient according to the ideas of the two of us. If you can go to his place, it may be effective. You can also make an appointment here first and prepare with both hands. If you don't make an appointment with Fu Sinian, I will visit your parents.

Xiaoxing's body shook, with tears and smiles in his eyes. He turned his head and repeated, "Fu Sinian, are you talking about Fu Sinian, the medical consultant of Suxintang?"

"Maybe. Anyway, it's Fu Sinian." Shi Zhi doesn't care about the world and doesn't care what changes have taken place in the outside world. He only knows Fu Sinian and doesn't know Su Xintang.

Xiaoxing laughed when he heard the words. He thanked him repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Dr. Shi, thank you. Is it Fu Sinian? It's actually Fu Sinian. How can I give up the distance?"

As she spoke, she ran out, with crystal tears behind her, leaving a string of laughter.

Shi Pin was stunned for a moment and suddenly thought that she must be thinking about Fu Sinian and forgot to make an appointment here. He thought for a moment, dialed the phone on the table and asked the person in charge of the appointment to record in order that a young lady had made an appointment for her parents' brain death acupuncture treatment.

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In the evening of the same day, the pharmaceutical factory in the Emerging Industrial Park of B City. The new factory area of Suxintang is bathed in the light golden afterglow of the sunset, which is as beautiful as a painting.

Xiaoshu and Fu Sinian are working overtime in the office to sort out the materials for approval of new drugs. There are two boxes of lunches that have just been eaten. Xiaoshu got up and cleaned up the two empty lunch boxes and said apologetically, "Sinian, I'm really sorry. It will be fine when the canteen is established, so that you don't have to work overtime and eat boxed lunches with me every day."

Fu Sinian looked up and smiled carelessly, just as he was about to speak.

The phone on the desk rang like a shock, and it was so sudden that it scared the two people. Xiaoshu picked up the phone and heard Xiaoxing's eager voice inside. He said, "Xiaoshu, are you and Fu Sinian in the new factory of Suxintang? I'm coming to you."

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