Soon, Lou Xiao'e brought over a plate of scrambled eggs. It smelled good, but it tasted bad.
It was no wonder that Lou Xiao'e was spoiled. After she married Xu Damao, she had not cooked for a few days. Naturally, her cooking was not as good as the chef's.
Lou Xiao'e steamed two more steamed buns before the two of them were full.
Yang Huan took his tools and needed to go to the clinic early to open the door. Lou Xiao'e went home to pack her things.
When he arrived at the clinic, he saw two blue-collar workers standing outside the door from afar, as if they were waiting for him.
"Yo, good morning, are you here to see a doctor?”
The two people heard the voice and hurriedly came over.
"Excuse me, are you Doctor Yang? We're from the Third Red Star Rolling Mill. A workshop director fainted this morning, so we're here to invite you.”
"I am!" Yang Huan thought to himself,'Are doctors so scarce these days? There's already business early in the morning.'
In fact, it was because his grandfather had managed it well. The rolling mill had tens of thousands of people, and there were many patients with rheumatism headaches. They loved to invite Yang Huan's grandfather to see a doctor, so business had never been cold.
If it was an ordinary emergency or cold, he could just look for the factory's health team. Only if it was an old illness or a difficult illness that Western medicine could not cure would he specially come to him.
"Why? The factory's medical team couldn't do anything about it? Why didn't they send him to the hospital?”
Yang Huan asked.
"The director's heartbeat and breathing are normal. Even if he doesn't wake up, I'm afraid there's no better way to send him to the hospital.”
Another worker also rushed to say,
"The factory said that the Yang family's clinic had cured this illness, so they asked us to invite you.”
After understanding the basic situation, Yang Huan followed the two of them to the rolling mill.
The workshop director was unconscious. Yang Huan judged from his pulse and sallow complexion that he was probably starving to the point of having low blood sugar.
Ding! [System mission issued. Host, please make your choice.]
[Option 1: Use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to awaken the workshop director. You will establish the prestige of a doctor in the rolling mill. You will be rewarded with 100 Chinese herbal medicine seeds.]
[Option 2: Stand by and do nothing. Reward: 20 mature Chinese medicinal herbs.]
Yang Huan took out a silver needle from his felt bag and pricked the director's Renzhong and Shaochong acupuncture points. At the same time, he coordinated with Baihui, Hegu, Guannei, and other acupuncture points. After a while, the person woke up.
The onlookers were all surprised by his medical skills. Even those who studied western medicine in the medical team were inferior.
His colleagues paid the consultation fee for the director, and the director thanked him profusely.
"Hehe, it's nothing.”
He imitated his grandfather's tone as an old Chinese doctor and replied humbly.
After putting away the silver needles and leaving behind a prescription for restoring blood circulation, Yang Huan instructed the director to eat more before returning home.
Just as he reached the entrance of the rolling mill, he met Silly Zhu who had come to work.
Silly Zhu's work in the kitchen was leisurely. She just had to go to the factory every day to prepare food. She didn't have to wake up so early.
He hummed a little tune with a smug look on his face and walked over with disrespectful steps. As he walked, he shook his head.
Yang Huan looked at his smug expression and was curious about what he had gotten. He asked,
"Silly Zhu, a pie fell from the sky, why are you so happy?”
"Hey, let me tell you, this bro is going to be lucky in love today.”
Silly Zhu also saw him from afar and was happy in his heart. Naturally, he smiled and replied cheekily.
Yang Huan was a little curious. Could Silly Zhu be lucky in love? There were more than 40 episodes of Siheyuan. In his previous life, he had never heard of it.
"Hey, what's going on? Tell me.”
"Qin Huairu has a cousin in the countryside. You know about this, right?”
Silly Zhu kept her in suspense, looking smug, her head almost reaching the sky.
"I know. You're talking about Qin Jingru, right?”
"That's right. Qin Huairu has agreed to introduce her to me. Hehe, I'm going to get married now.”
Silly Zhu was fantasizing, his saliva was about to flow out. This would definitely anger Xu Damao half to death.
"You?" Yang Huan couldn't bear to ruin his reputation and mocked him in his heart.
Lou Xiao'e has already been taken away by me. With Qin Huairu around, if you can leave behind a descendant, I'll give you the entire clinic even if you win.
"I know this Qin Jingru. She definitely won't live with you. She might even be cheated by Xu Damao.”
Yang Huan decisively poured a bucket of cold water on him.
In the original novel, Xu Damao was playing dirty behind Silly Zhu's back. If these two people were to snatch Qin Jingru openly, it would be more exciting and lively.
After all, the system had also said that changing the direction of the plot could also give him unexpected surprises. Why wouldn't he be happy?
"You're saying that Xu Damao has taken a fancy to Qin Huairu's cousin?”
Silly Zhu was on guard. If that was the case, he would have to teach that brat Xu Damao a lesson.
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