The two went to the clinic to change their clothes and asked Du Fei to start working together.

Just when everyone wanted to take their place, Du Heng grabbed Wu Buwei.

Wu Buwei was confused, "What's wrong with senior brother?"

Du Heng looked at Wu Buwei and asked, "How did you learn during this period? Do you feel you have made any progress?"

“Yes, I’ve benefited a lot.”

"That's good. Come on, today you will be the subject, I'll help you." Du Heng said and sat down at Wu Buwei's position, helping to register the file and record the prescription.

But Wu was not afraid of panic.

He learned a lot, but this is the first time he treats patients independently.

Moreover, with so many people present now, the pressure made him tremble even more and he didn't dare to sit in that position.

"Senior brother, I can't do it, you'd better come."

Old God Du Heng sat firmly on the bench, "Looking at your promising prospects, I have been following you for a month. There are only a few common diseases, what do you dare not see?"

"I'm afraid."

"Farting, you said the same thing when you gave the patient with facial paralysis last time. In the end, you didn't do it very well."

Wu Buwei still didn't dare, "Senior brother, that's different. Last time I was acupuncture, I followed the rules and copied them. Now I have to diagnose myself, but I can't do it."

Du Heng was impatient, "If you ask you to come, come. I will watch you. Can you still make a mistake? Sit down and start quickly."

"Then... OK, if you are wrong, you can't scold me."

"Basic diseases, common diseases cannot be wrong. If you are wrong, don't say you scold you. I will beat you up on the spot."

Du Heng said fiercely, but the smile on his face made Wu Buwei know that this was just a joke.

Du Heng no longer cared about Wu Buwei because Du Fei had already completed the basic inspection of the first person.

"Horse, you are very majestic."

The young man who sat over began to mock Du Heng when he spoke.

Because Du Heng's name is still a traditional Chinese medicine name, also known as Horse Tail Xiang.

Du Heng glanced at the man in front of him speechlessly, "Mr. Stubborn, what's wrong with you?"

"Du Heng is too much. I have someone with my son. I can't call this nickname anymore. Call me my name, Du Jiang."

"Fuck you, what can you do? You just called me nickname."

"You are so good, I'll give up. Come and help me see. I've been so uncomfortable these days."

Du Heng naturally put his hand on Du Jiang's wrist, raised his eyes and observed Du Jiang's expression carefully.

Although it was said that Wu Buwei was the chief physician, he had to pass it through himself and could not really let go.

In that case, it is irresponsible to the patient and Wu Buwei.

Du Heng's fingers hopped on his pulse, and he couldn't help but sigh, Wu Buwei was so lucky that he had such a disease as soon as he got started.

"How many days have you been feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'll do it. My wife felt a headache when she entered the delivery room, and then she had a fever. At that time, my wife's attending doctor prescribed two boxes of Lianhua Qingwen capsules for me, and it was cured for a while, and it didn't work afterwards. I thought it was just a cold, not a serious illness. In addition, my wife had just given birth and there was no one around, so she had to go through the birth procedures for the child, so she was ready to take it over."

When Du Jiang said this, his voice felt a little depressed, "Who thought it should be the ninth day of today. His headache and fever did not heal. As long as he lay down, he coughed and could not urinate. See if it can be cured. If it cannot be cured, I will go to a large hospital for a look. I feel now that I don't feel like I have a cold."

Du Heng knew it, and his hand that was taking the pulse also shrank back. He looked at Du Jiang and said with a smile, "Don't scare yourself, go over and let me, the junior brother, help you with treatment."

Du Jiang hesitated for a moment, "Don't do it nonsense, can you, your junior brother? We are classmates and brothers, don't harm me."

"Don't worry, I can't die, hurry up and don't block people."

Du Jiang reluctantly sat in front of Wu Buwei, and Wu Buwei took a deep breath and began to diagnose alone for the first time.

This is not an assessment in the office, without anyone else, but a real on-the-scene.

If you succeed, you have a hundred times confidence, and if you lose, you will lose yourself.

Du Heng looked at Wu Buwei who was waiting for the battle and smiled, and began to register the woman sitting in front of him.

The woman is from another village, Du Heng looks familiar but can't call her name.

I would rather check it myself first and then push it to Wu Buwei and ask him to diagnose it.

But when Du Heng finished the examination, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I don’t know if Wu Buwei is lucky or lucky. He has never encountered any illness for a month. He just handed it over to Wu Buwei for the treatment and immediately encountered two cases and was drunk.

However, the task has been completed now, and the new task requires 3,000 cases. According to the rule of this month, it cannot be completed in a short time.

Since this is the case, there are patients now, why not slow down the pace and let Wu Buwei practice hard?

There are only three brigades left behind. Although there are more people, Du Heng does not think that the grand occasion will be available.

The remaining three brigades are all near the health center and closer to the city. They only need half an hour to arrive in the city. Generally speaking, they look down on the medical conditions of the health center.

So after Dujiagou's medical treatment, Du Heng and his friends' trip to the village was basically over.

Wu Buwei finished his diagnosis and hesitated for a dialectical gap, and glanced at Du Heng next to him.

Du Heng smiled, sat upright a little, turned his head to look at Wu Buwei, his eyes full of encouragement.

Wu Buwei coughed softly, cleared his throat, and then said, "Press the pulse tightly, strong and strong, like a string, straight and straight, like a string. The patient's body is hot and cold, sweating, coughing, red face, and sun symptoms."

After saying that, Wu Buwei looked at Du Heng with a bright look. He was very confident in his dialectics and was waiting for Du Heng's praise.

Du Heng just smiled slightly, "It seems that studying "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" has been effective during this period, but if you think about it carefully, you still have to argue."

What's the meaning?

Isn't it right?

Wu Buwei was stunned for a moment, and his self-confidence was set.

There was no choice but to turn your attention to Du Jiang again, and quickly searched all the knowledge points he remembered in his mind.

But... I don't have a clue, it's indeed solar disease.

Du Heng saw Wu Buwei's dilemma. In this way, it was impossible for Wu Buwei to really hang him there in front of everyone. He then reminded him, "How do you say that the pulse is tight and stringy in the "Pulse Classic"?"

"Pulse Meridian"?

Wu Buwei started to scrape his stomach again.

There are so many Chinese medicine classics, and many diseases are subject to different statements and explanations. Without a qualified master, it is easy to get around yourself.

Wu Buwei this month, but fortunately, Du Heng was around him to help him, otherwise he would have become a fool.

Wu Buwei's eyes lit up suddenly and he exclaimed softly, "I understand."
Chapter completed!