"Thank you, doctor!" The young female worker stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Yan.

From Zhang Yan, she felt unprecedented care.

"Sister, you're welcome! I'll prescribe you some anti-abortive medicine, three bowls of water boiled into one bowl of water, once a day.

In the past three months, we can’t have sex, we can’t..." Zhang Yan gave some instructions to the young female worker.

He told the young female worker that her face turned red.

Taking the prescription prescribed by Zhang Yan, he quickly left the office.

Several male workers in the back burst out laughing very unkindly.

"Why are you laughing? It's not like you haven't experienced this before. What's so funny?" Zhang Yan scolded him angrily.

Although this male worker had no bad intentions and was just teasing, doing so would make people very embarrassed.

"Who's next?"

"Me!" A male worker raised his hand and quickly walked to Zhang Yan's desk.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I have a stomachache! The pain is very severe. Doctor, please check for me. Could it be that I have some serious illness?"

Zhang Yan glanced at the male worker. His face was rosy and he was full of energy. He didn't look sick at all.

No need to ask, this is another worker who wants to be sick.

"Give me your hand!" Zhang Yan ordered directly without saying much.

I checked the male employee's pulse and found that his pulse was stable and strong. He was relatively healthy and had no illness.

If I have to say that I am sick, it would be a bit of kidney deficiency.

"Your disease is troublesome and is not covered by reimbursement. You need to spend your own money." Zhang Yan said seriously.

"Ah? Doctor, please don't scare me!" The young male worker originally wanted to get a sick leave note, but he became a little uneasy when Zhang Yan said this.

"Have you had frequent backache recently? When you wake up in the morning, you feel very tired? Your eyes are also a little astringent?" Zhang Yan asked several symptoms in succession.

"Yes, yes! I have this symptom. Doctor, what disease do I have?"

"Also, when it comes to married life, the time is relatively short, no more than three minutes." Zhang Yan continued.

The other workers waiting behind burst into laughter.

The young male employee's face was red and he looked at Zhang Yan in embarrassment, begging him to stop talking.

If they weren't worried about their illness, the young male workers would have fled long ago, sick notes be damned.

"Doctor, what exactly is wrong with me?"

"As I said just now, your disease is quite complicated. In this case, I will give you some medicine. You can try it first. If it works, we can continue with the next step of treatment." Zhang Yan said to the young male worker while holding back a smile.

"Thank you, doctor. Sorry to trouble you!" The young male worker quickly thanked you.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"You're welcome, it's my duty to treat illnesses and save lives!" Zhang Yan nodded with a smile and gave him a prescription.

"Xiao Li, take this comrade to get medicine and tell Master Miao not to ask random questions or talk nonsense, but to protect the patient's privacy." Zhang Yan reminded Xiao Li in a very subtle way.

"I know, Doctor Zhang." Xiao Li agreed and took the young male worker to get the medicine.

Zhang Yan's words made the young male worker more convinced that he was ill, and he felt even more grateful to Zhang Yan.

What a good doctor, he considers everything for his patients.

Then, Zhang Yan quickly treated several others, applying medicine to those who needed it and applying plaster to those who needed it.

"Brother Zhang, what disease did that worker have this morning? Why do I think Master Miao looks a little weird? And it's so expensive, a pair of medicine costs more than five yuan." Xiao Li asked curiously.

"That worker this morning? He's not sick. I prescribed him all the tonics to keep him healthy." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Ah? You're not sick?" Liang Yan, the three young nurses, and the newly arrived Zhao Shengli and Qian Hongying all looked at Zhang Yan in surprise.

"That kid came to visit the sick patient, so I deliberately teased him.

If you don’t work hard, you’ll be thinking about being sick all day long.” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Yan was deliberately playing tricks.

Nine out of ten men are weak. What Zhang Yan said are normal physiological manifestations of ordinary people.

As for time, except for readers of this book, the normal time for a man is three to five minutes.

Those who always start in half an hour are either bragging or taking medicine.

What is important in a married life is harmony, not as long as possible.

Under normal circumstances, once it exceeds fifteen minutes, for a woman, it is no longer enjoyment, but suffering.

Zhang Yan was not cheating him. After a week of Chinese medicine, his kidney deficiency could be cured.

One more week will definitely allow him to truly experience the pleasure of conquering a man.

"Did you give him a sick leave note?" Qian Hongying asked curiously.

"No, his illness does not affect his work." Zhang Yan replied with a smile.

"That's really pitiful. I spent more than 30 yuan and can't be reimbursed, and there's no sick leave note." Xiao Li and others laughed unkindly.

"Have the dormitories been arranged for you?" Zhang Yan did not continue the topic and asked Zhao Shengli and Qian Hongying instead.

"It's arranged."

"I'll give you an afternoon off. Let's move your bedding and luggage over here first. Then you can officially come to work tomorrow." Zhang Yan nodded.

At noon, Zhang Yan returned to the dormitory as usual and took a rest.

Taking a nap at noon is for better work in the afternoon.

It doesn’t take long to take a break at noon, half an hour to an hour, and you will be very energetic all afternoon.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yan was still not idle. There were many patients. Although it was not as crazy as the outpatient clinics of later hospitals, Zhang Yan was basically not idle.

I didn't even have time to read a book all afternoon.

Before getting off work, the tricycle master who had been diagnosed with kidney stones by Zhang Yan in the morning came again.

"Thank you, doctor!"

"You're welcome, it's my duty to treat illnesses and save people."

"Doctor, I just want to ask, can I still ride a three-wheeler with this disease?"

"You can continue to pedal three rounds, but you can no longer drink raw water, nor can you drink secondary water.

What you need from this disease is to move more and drink more water, so that the stones in your body can be knocked out.

It will be more painful while you are taking medicine to treat the stones, so you must endure it." Zhang Yan immediately understood the tricycle master's concerns.

It doesn't matter if you are sick, you can take medicine. If you squeeze in a little bit, you can collect money to buy a few medicines, but I am afraid that I will not be able to work and will have no income.

"Thank you, doctor, you are a good man." The tricycle master bowed to Zhang Yan, turned around and left.

After seeing off the tricycle master, Zhang Yan packed up his things, got on his bicycle, went out, and came to Xicheng Hospital.

There is another scene here at Xicheng Hospital, waiting for him to finish it.

Zhang Yan entered the operating room, took a shower and changed clothes, and then led by the nurse to find Chen Dafa.

In a corner of the corridor in the operating room, Chen Dafa was sleeping soundly, snoring in a way that could bring out the sleepiness in people.

Zhang Yan checked Chen Dafa's fingers and found that the blood flow had returned to normal.

"Okay, push him out!" Zhang Yan said to the nurse with a smile.

"Okay Doctor Zhang." The nurse called another person and worked together to push Chen Dafa out of the operating room.

At the door of the operating room, Chen Dafa's wife was still waiting at the door.

It can be seen that these six or seven hours have been an absolute torment for Chen Dafa's wife, and her face looks a little haggard.

Zhang Yan felt somewhat guilty.

However, in order to avoid cheating and for the sake of Chen Dafa's health, Zhang Yan could only harden his heart.

He definitely wasn't on any mission.

Just think about the patients.

Chen Dafa's six or seven hours of sleep in the operating room was also good for his health.

Last night, Chen Dafa definitely had a difficult time.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the finger is broken. According to the pain level of future generations, the broken finger is a level 10 pain, second only to the pain of giving birth.

Chen Dafa definitely couldn't sleep last night due to this pain.

I gave him medicine today and let him have a good sleep in the operating room with a constant temperature of 20 degrees, which will be good for the recovery of his fingers.

"Doctor, doctor! How is my old Chen?" Seeing Zhang Yan come out, Chen Dafa's wife stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Yan's arm and asked urgently.

"The operation was successful.
To be continued...