It was like a car that had been driven continuously for 100,000 kilometers. It needed to be maintained, especially at her age. Her body's various functions began to deteriorate. The longer it was delayed, the worse it would become.
"Didn't she take any medicine after going to the hospital?"
"I prescribed some medicine, but it didn't work well after taking it," the charming woman said.
"Well, I'll prescribe some medicine for her. The treatment cycle will be longer," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
Wang Yao gave her a prescription. It used all the common herbs. They could get the medicine directly in the clinic.
"Get the medicine according to the prescription. The method of using the medicine is also on it. Let the old woman rest more. Don't make her angry."
"Okay, thank you, doctor."
The mother and son asked the clinic to help boil the medicine. They could come in the afternoon to collect the medicine. They could get the medicine for one course at a time.
"Can I see the equipment used to boil the medicine?" Wang Yao asked Pan Mei.
"Of course."
In a room in the clinic, Wang Yao saw a modern Chinese medicine decoction machine. It was not big, slightly bigger than a bucket. It had a stainless steel body and automatic control.
With the advancement of modern technology, all kinds of medical technology were advancing. The old time-consuming and laborious methods and methods were eliminated. Just like the decoction machine in front of him, it was convenient and fast. How many people still used firewood to boil Chinese medicine?
However, some of the things made by modern equipment sometimes were not as good as those made in ancient times. For example, the modern pottery technology was more advanced, but it could not make some of the ancient porcelain.
"The herbs must be guaranteed." Wang Yao said. This was all he could do now. He could not force a clinic to boil Chinese medicine with firewood, right?
"Don't worry about this. Now, not only do we use the medicine prescribed by you, but also the medicine prescribed by other doctors. We try our best to use the best herbs," Pan Mei said.
For ordinary large quantities of herbs, the difference between the price of good and bad herbs was not particularly big. The same was true for the efficacy of the herbs. However, this was a matter of attitude. Using good herbs meant integrity and responsibility for the patient.
In the morning, Wang Yao saw two more patients. They were both old. They had headaches and poor sleep quality. It was slightly easier to treat this kind of illness.
At noon, he didn't go home. Instead, he called Wang Mingbao over and the two of them had a meal together.
"Hey, it's not Wednesday today. Why did you go to the clinic?"
"I think I saw two more patients," Wang Yao said.
"You want to make money?"
"Earning experience. How's Wei Hai doing? Does he still look for you often?"
"No, he hasn't been so annoying these days. I see that his complexion is much better, and he has also regained his confidence. He no longer looks like he lost his soul like a while ago."
"That's good. A good attitude will help with the treatment of the disease," Wang Yao said.
"Are you still going in the afternoon?"
"Yes."
After lunch, he went to Wang Mingbao's restaurant for a while.
While the two of them were chatting, the clerk knocked on the door and came in.
"Boss, someone wants to purchase a large batch of decorative materials and wants to ask if you can lower the price."
"Please wait for a moment."
"Alright."
"Wait for me here for a while. I'll be back in a while."
"Just in time. It's about time. I should go to the clinic." The two of them went out together and happened to meet the customer that the clerk had mentioned earlier.
It wasn't a person, but a couple in their thirties. The man was of medium height and slightly chubby. He was gentle and elegant. The woman was slightly taller than the man. She was the kind of woman who was good-looking and maintained herself well.
Hmm?
Wang Yao paused for a moment. His gaze fell on the woman.
Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging. This also meant that a new life was growing inside. The two of them were very close to each other.
"Hello, I'm the owner of this restaurant."
"Hello, I'm Pang Yan."
While the two of them were talking, Wang Yao's gaze fell on Pang Yan's wife.
"Let's talk in my office."
"Okay."
Wang Mingbao invited Pang Yan and his wife to his office. After a while, they came out and prepared to leave.
"That …" At this moment, Wang Yao spoke. The couple stopped and turned to look at him.
"Uh, I'm a doctor," Wang Yao said.
"Hmm?!"
The couple was stunned. They clearly didn't know what he was going to say.
"I suggest that you go to the hospital for a checkup." Wang Yao pointed at the woman.
"What do you mean?" Pang Yan's expression suddenly turned ugly.
"This lady's breathing is a little rapid. Her complexion is also a little pale. Of course, this is just a suggestion."
Hmph!
The man was a little angry. He turned and left. His wife hurriedly followed behind him.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?!" After the couple left, Wang Mingbao asked.
"You've been staring at that woman's stomach since the moment you saw her. Also, how is her complexion bad? She's clearly very pretty!"
"That's just the makeup covering her original complexion. Her eyes don't look very energetic. She's not healthy," Wang Yao said.
It was better for a normal person, but for a pregnant woman, it was not a good thing. This was the time when the body needed nutrition the most.
After leaving, the couple got into the car.
"You know him?" Pang Yan whispered. His expression was a little gloomy.
"I don't know him," his wife said. "You're just spouting nonsense, right?" Her body trembled slightly as she spoke.
The man didn't say anything else. He stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
"She really should go to the hospital."
"I believe you, but they probably think you're a crazy person," Wang Mingbao said with a smile.
"They won't stop buying from you because of this, right?" Wang Yao suddenly said. He had only warned the couple out of kindness.
"Forget it if they don't want to buy. I'm not short of customers anyway.
"Let's go."
Wang Yao went to the clinic again. There was not a single patient in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, the sky outside darkened. Several retired old doctors who were in the outpatient clinic left one after another. Their working hours here were not so late. Basically, they came late and left early. After all, at such an old age, they were a little tired after sitting for a whole day. Moreover, they were basically grandmothers and grandfathers. They came out to earn some spare money. Regarding this, Pan Mei did not say much. She always had an amiable smile on her face. This alone was extremely rare.
After five o 'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yao was the only one left in the clinic. When he was seeing patients, he basically came and left on time.
"Dr. Wang, it seems that there's nothing else here. You can go back early."
"No hurry. I'll read for a while more," Wang Yao said with a smile.
He was holding a book titled "Traditional Chinese Acupuncture" in his hand. Ever since he witnessed Mr. Sang's extraordinary acupuncture skills in Cangzhou, he had started to study and research in this area. In his spare time, he would read relevant books and materials.
Ding! When it was almost 5: 30 p.m., a man in his fifties pushed the door open and came in. He looked a little pale and was holding his stomach.
"Doctor, I suddenly have a stomachache while eating. I can't go to the toilet. Can you take a look and prescribe some medicine?"
"Stomachache. Dr. Wang, can you please take a look?" Pan Mei shouted at Wang Yao.
"Okay." Wang Yao put down the book.
"Hey, Dr. Wang, right?" The man saw Wang Yao and forced a smile.
"You are?"
"Hey, I once brought a relative to see you. After she took the medicine you prescribed, her headache was much better."
"Oh, that's good. Let me take a look at you first. I see that you are in so much pain that you can't stand. "
"Hey, hurry up and take a look."
Wang Yao put his hand on the patient's wrist. His face changed immediately.
"Go to the hospital immediately and check your heart!"
"Ah, why?!" The man in his fifties changed his expression and became extremely ugly after hearing that.
"Check your heart. There's a thrombosis," Wang Yao said.
Thrombosis in the heart was extremely dangerous. If it was not handled properly, it could be fatal.
"Ms. Pan, can you call an ambulance?" Wang Yao shouted.
"Okay." Pan Mei immediately called an ambulance. After all, it was a matter of life and death.
"Don't be nervous." Wang Yao asked Pan Mei for a box of Chinese medicine to protect the heart.
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