I asked you to do an internship, and you found a tumor?
38 . The director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine invited him personally.

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The president covered her mouth and coughed softly.

Jiang Zhou didn't get out of the car. He turned to look at Liu Mengxi.

This cough…seemed to be an old problem.

Liu Mengxi realized that Jiang Zhou had been staring at her and didn't get out of the car, so she turned her head.

"I'm sorry, it's an old illness. Don't worry, it's not a cold.”

Jiang Zhou nodded." I'm a doctor. I know you don't have a cold."”

"You can tell?" asked Liu Mengxi.

"Who are you looking down on?" You contracted a cold when you were five or six years old. You didn't see a doctor and ate some messy western medicine.”

"Ah!"

Liu Mengxi exclaimed softly," Aren't you too godly? I did catch a cold once when I was six years old, and then I got sick…"

Her beautiful eyes widened again, revealing an adorable look.

"Give me your hand. I'll feel your pulse." Jiang Zhou said proudly.”

"Oh."

Liu Mengxi stretched out her fair wrist.

Jiang Zhou placed three fingers on his chest and closed his eyes, carefully feeling his pulse.

It was very quiet in the car, except for the sound of their breathing.

Time passed slowly.

Liu Mengxi's bright eyes looked at the man's serious and handsome face. She saw that he was calm and composed, as if he had forgotten everything.

It was said that Chinese medicine practitioners who were proficient in pulse reading would become very focused when reading the pulse. Even if others stabbed them with a knife, they would not feel anything.

Jiang Zhou was in such a state.

Were serious men…very handsome?

A strange question suddenly appeared in Liu Mengxi's mind.

Jiang Zhou opened his eyes and returned Liu Mengxi's wrist.

"Does your illness flare up every spring? When you cough, it doesn't hurt or itch like before, but it lasts for a long time.”

Liu Mengxi nodded in a daze. He was right again.

She wondered if his side job was fortune-telling.

"Is this illness easy to treat?" Liu Mengxi asked nervously.

She had seen many doctors and had taken both Chinese and Western medicine, but the root cause of the illness could not be removed.

"Simple."

"Use loquat leaves for 60 yuan, roast them over the fire, wipe them clean with a wet towel, remove the fur, add cuban sugar, stir-fry them, and add water to two bowls of soup.”

"This is an ancient prescription that fits your symptoms perfectly. You'll be cured in a week.”

Liu Mengxi naturally wouldn't doubt Jiang Zhou's prescription, but her pretty face was a little embarrassed.

"I…can't remember. Can you say it again?”

"Do you have paper?"

Jiang Zhou wrote down the prescription, signed his name, and handed it to Liu Mengxi.

Liu Mengxi took it over and looked at it. Her hand was filled with strong and vigorous regular script, and it penetrated the back of the paper. It was a good handwriting.

"This calligraphy is really beautiful. I'll accept it.”

Liu Mengxi revealed a smile. She carefully folded the prescription and put it into her branded bag.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou's phone rang. It was Li Haibo.

He desperately explained that Liu Mengxi's real purpose for looking for him was not a blind date, but to treat her illness. He told Jiang Zhou not to mess things up, and the director specifically instructed him to do his best to serve President Liu…He spoke for a full five minutes.

It was very quiet in the car, and Liu Mengxi heard the conversation clearly.

Alright!

Jiang Zhou was speechless. He had already forgotten about that awkward mistake, but now Li Haibo had a classic memory, making him feel awkward again. Yes, that was great.

"Sigh, I won't go on blind dates anymore.”Jiang Zhou sighed and got out of the car without looking back.

How embarrassing!

It's all tears to die before you win.

Liu Mengxi looked at Jiang Zhou's back and the corners of her mouth curled up into a beautiful smile.

The red sports car drove into the night.

……

Jiang Zhou was lying on the bed after showering and reading the Spiritual Pivot Sutra when he received a message on his phone.

Liu Mengxi said," I've already informed your dean. I'll send someone to pick you up in the afternoon to treat my grandfather."

Jiang Zhou: Alright.

Liu Mengxi said,"Goodnight."

Jiang Zhou: Sweet dreams.

……

After a good night's sleep, Jiang Zhou got up and went to work.

Before she could enter the emergency department, she was stopped by a middle-aged man.

Jiang Zhou took a look and saw that the other party was also a doctor from the hospital. On his white coat were the words " Tang Mingquan " and " Chief Physician of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Uh…He didn't know the director of the Chinese Medical Department. He had never seen him before.

"Xiaojiang, you're finally here."

"Hello, Director Tang. Are you…waiting for me?" Jiang Zhou was puzzled.”

"Come with me quickly. There's a patient in our department. Let's go and take a look.”

Jiang Zhou was a little confused.

Why? He hadn't gone to work for a day, and his name had already spread throughout the Chinese Medical Department?

The chief physician was waiting for him at the door and invited him to see a doctor?

No way!

Jiang Zhou was led into the elevator by Department Director Tang. Throughout the entire journey, the department director was very polite and pleasant, as if he owed Jiang Zhou a few thousand yuan.

Although Jiang Zhou was full of questions, he was very interested in seeing a doctor.

They arrived at the Chinese Medicine Department on the fifth floor.

There were only four departments in the Provincial People's Hospital.

Paediatrics, Orthopedics, Dermatology, and Geriology.

After all, this was a western hospital. There were not many Chinese medicine doctors, and there were naturally not many departments.

Today was a working day, and it was still early, so there was not much traffic in the Chinese medicine departments.

The moment Jiang Zhou arrived at the entrance of the Chinese Medical Department, he attracted the attention of many doctors and nurses.

They were very surprised that the usually stern Department Director Tang was talking, laughing, and being polite to a young intern doctor today.

When he took a closer look, why did this intern doctor look a little familiar?

"Xiao Mi, look, is it him?”

"Wow! It was him! Jiang Zhou! An intern doctor from the Emergency Department who had appeared on television news!”

"So handsome! I'm going to faint!"

……

A few young nurses did not have much work to do, so they gathered in the corridor. Their eyes were fixed on Jiang Zhou, and they were shining.

Department Director Tang brought Jiang Zhou into a ward. There was a middle-aged couple inside with a two-year-old child in their arms.

The middle-aged man obviously knew Tang Mingquan. The two of them spoke without any formalities.

"Old Tang, didn't you say that there was no way to treat my child's illness? Why did you bring a young boy over and ask him to treat my child?”

The middle-aged woman was also suspicious of Jiang Zhou."He's just an intern doctor?"

Tang Mingquan glared at the middle-aged couple and snorted."Don't underestimate people. Our Provincial People's Hospital is full of talents, and the medical skills of intern doctors are also very good.”

"Let him see your child's illness."

The middle-aged man looked incredulous. The couple took the child to all the hospitals in the city and looked for doctors, but none of them could cure him.

You're saying that an intern doctor can cure my child's illness?

If Tang Mingquan wasn't an old acquaintance, he would have scolded him long ago!

Jiang Zhou ignored the middle-aged couple's questioning gazes. He was already used to such situations.

He observed the child's condition from time to time. He realized that since he entered the door, the child had been drooling non-stop, and the skin around his lips had festered.

Usually, it was normal for children to drool, but this child drooled too much. There was obviously something wrong.

Tang Mingquan waved his hand." Why are you in such a hurry? Let our Little Jiang take a look first. If he can't be cured, I'll apologize to you and send you back personally. How about that?"”

The middle-aged man snorted. Alright, I'll let this intern treat him. If he can't be cured, let's see what you, Old Tang, have to say!

……

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