Merchant of the Underworld

"Then it's urticaria." Vice President Zhao also made up his mind and turned to Sun Youliang: "Young man, can urticaria be cured?"

"Yes!" Sun Youliang looked extremely confident.

"Okay, let's get started." Vice President Zhao waved his hand disapprovingly.

As the director of the dermatology department, Director Mo is naturally very familiar with common skin diseases. Urticaria is a minor illness, and he has probably cured countless patients with his own hands. Since he picked such a minor illness to test, he must have his own unique method and thought he was sure of victory.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, I suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked at me very puzzled, and Vice President Zhao said: "Mr. Zhang, I tried to cure urticaria with Director Mo. This young man agreed. Do you have any questions?"

He deliberately said the word "agree" very strongly, as if he was afraid that I would regret it.

"It's not that I have a problem, but I have a question." I looked at him and then at the other chief physicians: "I just said that I would go to the emergency room to test the effect of the treatment. Everyone saw it. It's so fast. Okay. But you said you came to the dermatology department, do you want to go to other departments for a checkup later?"

"Choosing a doctor is not about hard work. It is natural to be cautious, but there must be an end, right? Do we have to test all the departments in the hospital before we are done? For such an all-powerful doctor, let alone your hospital, I’m afraid there aren’t many in the country, right? I just want to know when this test will end.”

"This..." Vice President Zhao was stunned for a moment, but he had to admit and nodded: "Mr. Zhang is right. There are indeed very few all-powerful doctors, and I don't intend to let him try them all, but... "

Vice President Zhao paused for a moment, flashed his cunning little eyes, and continued: "If you want to become a sitting physician, in addition to treating some acute and minor illnesses, you must also be good at some areas! If you are cured later, Urticaria, we still have to test his ability to treat severe cases.”

"What if it's cured again?" I asked, "Do I have to find another one?"

"No, no." Secretary Zhang, who was standing aside, heard something was wrong with my tone and quickly answered: "Vice President Zhao is conducting a classified inspection. Urgent, mild, and severe, all three diseases are available. If the disease is cured, you will naturally become a qualified doctor..."

"Is that so?" I asked, still staring at Vice President Zhao.

Secretary Zhang quickly gave Vice President Zhao a wink.

"Yes." Vice President Zhao responded: "If he passes all three tests and fully meets the requirements of a treating physician, I will issue an employment contract."

"Well, since Vice President Zhao said so, let's make it a deal." I immediately stopped talking: "He has just passed one level. He only needs to pass two more levels to become a sitting physician. Let's Let’s all bear witness together.”

When several people heard this, they were immediately speechless.

Director Mo ordered the nurse to call two patients with urticaria.

The two patients were very young, one was a fat man with yellow hair, and the other was a tall woman dressed fashionably. Both of them had red bumps on their exposed skin. The little fat guy is a little heavier, and coupled with the pimples all over his face, he is simply unsightly.

As soon as the two people entered the room, they were surprised to see so many doctors standing inside.

When Dean Zhao said that two people were required to treat them separately, the tall woman immediately became angry: "What do you mean? Are you using us as guinea pigs?"

"No, no, that's not what I mean." The little nurse in the room hurriedly explained: "This is the director of our dermatology department, an expert in curing skin diseases. The number you signed is not an expert number. This is pie in the sky." . And this..."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Sun Youliang and said, "This man has a set of secret Chinese medicine recipes passed down from his ancestors. You can also choose to give it a try."

"Anyone who is not a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is just a liar from a country bumpkin. I choose the expert number." The woman glanced at Sun Youliang with disdain and sat down on the chair next to Director Mo.

Sun Youliang was a little angry and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

"I...I also choose experts." The little fat man with yellow hair reacted a little slower. After he understood what was going on, he also wanted to lean towards Director Mo.

Everyone was stunned, and no one said anything. Vice President Zhao and Director Mo both had a hint of pride on their faces, as if they were secretly saying: "What do you think? You don't look like a doctor. If even the patient doesn’t believe you, why try?”

"Little brother." I stepped forward and hugged the little fat man: "Come on, let's take a step to talk."

After saying that, without waiting for his objection, he took him out of the door.

"My friend is very skilled in medicine and wants to work in the hospital, but his family has no money and no power and can't afford gifts. No, several hospital leaders are making things difficult for him and want to see his jokes. Why don't you go see him? , he has no chance at all. He is about the same age as you, can you bear to see him being squeezed out like this? "

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, his little eyes blinked a few times, obviously a little moved by my words.

"In this way, if you go to him for treatment, not only will you not have to spend any money, I will also give you a thousand yuan. What do you think?"

The little fat man looked at me very suspiciously and said, "Then...is his ability reliable?"

"Urticaria is not a serious disease. Even if it can't be cured, it can't be cured. Besides, if it really can't be cured, I'll give you 10,000 yuan! Will it be the same if you go to a specialist to see it then?"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, then thought about it secretly and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

I took out a thousand yuan and gave it to the little fat man, then hugged him and walked back.

"Come on, Xiao Sun, he agreed to let you treat him." I said and patted the little fat man on the shoulder.

At this time, Director Mo had already prescribed the medicine, with a proud look on his face, as if he was saying, "How is it?" I've finished reading them all.

The woman took the prescription and asked again: "Doctor, can it be taken away tomorrow?"

"Yes, it will all be gone tomorrow. It will be absolutely intact and not a trace will be left." Director Mo was very confident.

"That's great!" The woman stood up extremely happily, without even looking at Sun Youliang, she opened the door and left.

"Brother, sit still and don't move. It only takes three minutes and I will help you get rid of your pain!" Sun Youliang shouted intentionally.

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and they all focused their attention. Even the tall woman who was about to leave when she opened the door stopped when she heard the words that it would be cured in three minutes!