Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 301 Immediate results

The innocent little nurse Wenwen brought Zhou Lang to the consulting room.

There are desks, benches, computers, etc. in the consulting room. The equipment is not only quite complete, but also brand new. Judging from these details alone, Dean Gong Han does not attach ordinary importance to Zhou Lang, but is preparing to build Zhou Lang into a The signboard of Municipal People's Hospital.

The division of departments in modern hospitals is very clear. Before patients see a doctor, they must first choose a department. Those with eye diseases should choose ophthalmology, and those with skin diseases should choose dermatology. Those who cannot have skin diseases should go to the ophthalmology department. It can be said that each department performs its own duties. Unlike the traditional Chinese medicine treatment in the past, whether it is internal medicine or surgery, all patients are treated by one doctor.

The sign hanging outside Zhou Lang's consulting room is very special. He does not belong to any department, but is a separate "difficult and complicated disease" expert clinic.

China has a large population, and medical treatment is a relatively big problem. Top tertiary hospitals like the Central Hospital are basically overcrowded. This is especially true for specialist outpatient clinics. For some well-known experts, you need to book in advance or even find connections. Number in line.

Zhou Lang stayed in the office for half an hour. The specialist clinics next to him were full of people, but his place was deserted, not to mention the patients, not even a ghost.

The first is because his specialist clinic was only opened today. Patients usually go to the corresponding department for registration. No one knows about it, so naturally no one registers for difficult and complicated diseases.

In addition, some patients stood at the door and observed. However, when those patients saw that Zhou Lang was so young, they all expressed doubts about Zhou Lang's medical skills, so no one came to Zhou Lang for treatment. The patients still believed in the more experienced older doctors. Zhou Lang was sitting here as a specialist at such a young age, which made them very suspicious.

There are no patients, so Zhou Lang just plays with his work computer and goes online. Anyway, there is no fixed target for his part-time job here, and he does not rely on this hospital work to make a living.

Zhou Lang is not in a hurry, but his assistant Wenwen is. As a nurse, the basic salary is pitifully low and she mainly relies on commission. If no patients come for treatment, how can she get commission? If there is no commission, how can she live on that basic salary?

"Dr. Zhou, no one comes to see the doctor, what should we do?" Wenwen said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I will solve this problem. Just wait until you don't think there are too many patients." Zhou Lang said with a smile. He was absolutely confident in his medical skills, and he had already thought of solving the problem without anyone coming. Methods of seeing a doctor.

"There is not a single patient now. How can I think there are too many patients?"

Wenwen said that she felt that she would not get much commission as Zhou Lang's assistant. She planned to go to Dean Gong Han in the afternoon and ask Gong Han to change her position.

She was a distant relative of Dean Gong Han, and Dean Gong Han would still give her some face. She didn't know that if she was not a relative of Dean Gong Han, the Dean would not give her a chance to study with Zhou Lang. You must know that Zhou Lang is a real miracle doctor, and his medical skills are still superior to those of Zen Master Fang Zhi of Feiyun Temple, and Zen Master Fang Zhi is a member of the national famous medical advisory group. If you can learn medical skills from Zhou Lang, who knows how many people I would break my head to fight for this opportunity.

"Okay, give me half an hour." Zhou Lang smiled, started to stand up, and stood at the door.

Opposite Zhou Lang is the internal medicine specialist clinic. The benches in the corridor are full of people, and many people are queuing.

As an expert, Zhou Lang was standing at the door during work hours. His behavior attracted the attention of many patients in the corridor.

"Then the doctor is the chief doctor at such a young age. Isn't this nonsense?"

"He must have come in through connections to earn a living, otherwise none of us would seek medical treatment from him?"

“I heard that the doctors at the central hospital have good medical ethics and strict management, but I never expected that such a thing would happen.

Some people even started whispering. Although their voices were very small, Zhou Lang's hearing was so amazing that these comments fell into his ears very clearly.

Zhou Lang seemed not to hear this. His eyes swept over the patients in the corridor one by one, and then looked at the door of the internal medicine specialist clinic.

About ten minutes later, a slender man in his forties walked into the internal medicine specialist clinic. His wife, who was about the same age, and a beautiful daughter, who was about twenty years old, were waiting on chairs in the corridor. , looking very anxious.

In less than ten minutes, the man walked out listlessly, worse than when he walked in.

"Dad, how is your illness?" The daughter of the sallow-faced and thin man immediately got up and asked, her concern palpable in her words.

"What else can I do? Medical skills say that the chest cavity is full of Yuxue. If you don't have millions of people to do dozens of surgeries, I'm afraid it won't be cured. I've long said that my disease doesn't need to be cured. It's a complete waste of time. And money.”

The sallow-faced and thin man sighed, his voice was very weak, and he didn't seem to dare to speak a little bit harder.

Hearing what he said, the eye sockets of his wife and children immediately became moist. They can barely eat and wear. How can they have so much money for medical treatment?

"Okay, don't cry, let's go home." The sallow and thin man said, and then walked forward slowly.

Seeing the man's family like this, the patients and their families waiting in the corridor all sighed. If nothing unexpected happened, this man would definitely die soon because he had no money, because this man was already terminally ill.

"Hi uncle, your injury is indeed serious, but it is not life-threatening, and you don't need to spend so much money, how about I show you?"

Just when the thin man with a sallow complexion was about to leave, Zhou Lang walked up to him and said sincerely that if he wanted to attract patients to come to see him, of course he would have to show his skills first. If he cured a patient who was judged to be hopeless by other experts , which will naturally play a very good advertising role.

"Can you cure my dad's disease?"

The daughter of the man with a sallow complexion looked at Zhou Lang with a look of disbelief.

The previous internal medicine expert was famous in Swift Cloud City. This expert said that it would cost millions of dollars to cure him. Is it possible that the young man in front of me is better than that expert?

"Of course." Zhou Lang said confidently.

"No one comes to you for medical treatment. How good can your medical skills be? Young man, please don't waste my time."

The man with a sallow face and skinny muscles said that from the bottom of his heart he had completely given up on treatment. He was struggling to speak, as if he was afraid of drawing internal injuries to the chest cavity and causing internal bleeding.

"My treatment will be effective immediately, just give me half an hour." Zhou Lang said.

"Young man, don't waste your time. Even if we want to continue treatment, we have to go to a big hospital in the province. You, the chief doctor, are too young and I can't trust you."

The daughter of the man with a sallow complexion thought for a while and said that there must be only one reason why no one came to Zhou Lang for medical treatment, and that was that Zhou Lang's medical skills were so poor that they were terribly poor. This inertial thinking made her make a wrong judgment.

"I will make you believe me right away." Zhou Lang suddenly moved his right hand and reached towards the chest of the slender man.

Soon, the man was pointed by Zhou Lang's finger.

"What are you going to do?" The man's daughter was shocked.

"Of course I'm treating your dad. Now ask him if he feels much better?" Zhou Lang said with a slight smile. His hand was so fast that it brought up afterimages, and he tapped the sallow man's chest more than a dozen times. .

"Dad, how are you doing?"

The man's daughter asked nervously.

Her father is already a sick man. He can't speak loudly. Where can his chest be hurt? If something happened to his father, she would probably fight Zhou Lang desperately.

"Hey... I feel very comfortable... I feel much better..."

What surprised the girl was that her father actually said with a smile on his face that after Zhou Lang clicked on him a few times, he felt that his chest was not so clogged and his breathing became easier.

"Uncle, can you let me check your injuries now?" Zhou Lang said with a slight smile.

"Dr. Zhou, those who don't know are not guilty. My daughter and I didn't know you were so skilled in medicine before, so please don't be offended by your words."

The sallow and thin man said.

"Please come inside." Zhou Lang said without any surprise.

The man with a sallow face and thin muscles was happy, as if he had met a savior, and he followed Zhou Lang into the office of the specialist clinic.

"Father, why do you believe what this young man says?" The man's daughter was anxious. She wanted to save her father, but she didn't want to be tricked by Zhou Lang and spend the unjust money.

"Why are you talking? Dr. Zhou just tapped a few of my acupuncture points and I felt much better. Don't talk nonsense, kid."

The man with a sallow complexion said that he was afraid that Zhou Lang would be disgusted by his daughter's rude remarks and would not treat him.

The girl was scolded by her father and then fell silent. Together with her mother, she followed Zhou Lang and her father into the specialist clinic office.

Although she didn't say it, she obviously still couldn't trust Zhou Lang.

When the patients and family members in the corridor saw this scene, they all became curious about this matter. A well-known internal medicine expert cannot treat a bad disease, but a young man can treat it?

Many people followed Zhou Lang into Zhou Lang's room and wanted to see how Zhou Lang treated the disease.

"Everyone, if you want to see me, I can treat the disease, but I have one condition, which is to remain absolutely quiet." Zhou Lang greeted the onlookers, and then said to Wenwen: "Record the patient's name, address, and age. .”

The man's name was Huang Zhongyu, a construction worker. During the construction, his chest was hit by a heavy object. Blood accumulated inside, causing serious internal injuries.

"You've been injured for at least ten days, why are you here to treat it now?" Zhou Lang said after taking Huang Zhongyu's pulse.

"It's not that the family has no money, but the construction company is reluctant to pay for it." Huang Zhongyu's wife explained with a sigh.

"This injury won't cost much. It will cost you at most five hundred yuan to recover." Zhou Lang said, and then ordered his assistant Wenwen to push a stretcher and let Huang Zhongyu lie on it.

"Your injury is mainly caused by blood accumulation in the chest. The first step of treatment is to drain the blood, and then repair the bones, muscles and meridians of your chest. It will take about half a month to fully recover."

As Zhou Lang explained, he took out a box of silver needles he carried with him.