Gu Tingjun saw Dean Shen staring at him in surprise, and he nodded blankly.
"Dean Shen, do you know her too?"
Dean Shen thought for a while, then nodded slowly.
He said meaningfully: "Mr. Gu, there are two other experts in the brain department of our hospital. I can recommend them to you. Forget about Director Li."
Gu Tingjun was full of doubts: "Why can't Director Li see a doctor for me?"
"Well...hey, Director Li has a weird temperament. Anyway, you should listen to my advice and go to other directors for the same reason. Oh, by the way, how long have you been suffering from this condition?"
"About a week."
Although he is worried about his health, Gu Tingjun feels that there should be no big problem with him. Maybe it is caused by too much stress recently.
"Does your little daughter know about your situation?" With Gu Nanyi's medical skills, Gu Tingjun could just seek medical treatment from his own daughter.
But judging from the content of his conversation just now, it seems that his relationship with his daughter is not very good.
"She doesn't know." Gu Tingjun's expression was particularly cold when he mentioned Gu Nan.
Dean Shen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Jiang Mochen's eyes were filled with contemplation.
Why do you feel that Director Li and Dean Shen both looked so strange when they mentioned Gu Nan?
Gu Tingjun agreed to find another doctor to see the doctor, and then went to prepare for an MRI.
Jiang Mochen found an excuse to meet with Dean Shen alone.
"Dean Shen."
"Master Jiang, I'm really sorry that I can't help you today."
"Understood. You have tried your best. I have one thing to ask you."
"You asked."
Jiang Mochen said: "Why do you know Gu Nanyi?"
This was what he couldn't understand the most.
Gu Nanyi is just a high school girl who usually attends classes in school. Even if a friend is really hospitalized in the hospital, it will not attract the attention of people with the status of Director Li and Dean Shen.
But it is not difficult to see from the conversation between the two that they not only know Gu Nanyi, but they even care about Gu Nanyi.
This is very strange.
Dean Shen frowned, looking like he didn't want to talk more about this matter.
Jiang Mochen asked tentatively: "Dean Shen, do you have anything to hide?"
Dean Shen sighed: "Mr. Jiang, if you ask me anything else, I will try my best to answer you, but I have no comment on this matter. This is a rule set by our hospital. As the president, I cannot Break this rule."
If outsiders knew that Xuan Ye's surgery was not performed by a doctor from the People's Hospital, but by a high school female student, then the People's Hospital would forever be nailed to the pillar of shame and ridiculed by other colleagues.
Jiang Mochen looked surprised. Gu Nanyi was promoted to the whole hospital because she set the rules?
What exactly did she do in the hospital?
Dean Shen had already bluntly refused, and Jiang Mochen knew that there was nothing he could ask.
But he kept thinking about this matter in his mind. If he didn't figure it out, he would be unable to sleep at night.
*
After Gu Nan left the hospital, she searched for nearby traditional Chinese medicine shops on her mobile phone.
There is a Huixiang Pharmacy five hundred meters east of the hospital, which sells traditional Chinese medicine and has an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
After finding the pharmacy, Gu Nan walked straight in.
"What do you want to buy little girl?"
"Herbs."
"What disease are you treating?" the female staff member followed Gu Nanyi and asked as she walked.
Gu Nan pointed towards the Chinese medicine area.
"This is the prescription." She handed a piece of paper to the staff.
The other party took it and took a look. The handwriting on the white paper was majestic and flowing. It seemed that only someone with strong calligraphy skills could write it.
"Wait a moment, I need to ask our Dr. Zhu first."
The female staff member entered a room where two figures, an old man and a young man, were sorting herbs.
"Grandpa, where do you put this Angelica dahurica?"
"The third column on the outside and the third cell from the top on the left."
"Okay." The young girl walked out carrying a bag of herbs.
When she came to the counter, she inadvertently looked at the girl standing not far away. At this sight, her expression suddenly became startled.
Gu Nanyi?
Why is she here?
Zhu Qingqing secretly cursed herself for being stupid, she must have come to the drugstore to buy medicine.
She hurried back to the inner room, where the female staff member was talking to the old man.
"Grandpa Zhu, this is the prescription brought by the female customer outside. Please take a look at it. If there is nothing wrong with the prescription, I will go and get the medicine for the customer."
"Okay, let me take a look."
The white-haired old man patted the medicine residue on his hand and reached out to take the prescription.
Those chaotic eyes suddenly lit up: "Good calligraphy, really good calligraphy. I can guarantee that the person who wrote this calligraphy must be an old man."
The female staff member was full of doubts: "Grandpa Zhu, how come you are so sure of the other person's age?"
The old man chuckled: "Being able to practice regular script to a state of perfection is not something that happens overnight. It takes decades of hard work every day to achieve it."
"But the other party is a little girl."
The old man waved his hand: "It should be an old Chinese medicine doctor who prescribed it."
Afterwards, Mr. Zhu looked at Fang Zi carefully and his expression changed slightly.
"This recipe..."
"Is there any problem with Fangzi?"
Mr. Zhu shook his head: "It is a prescription to nourish the liver and kidneys, but the few herbs added in it are a bit strange and seem a bit redundant."
"Can I take medicine according to the prescription?"
The old man thought for a while: "Just follow this recipe."
Maybe the person who made this prescription thinks these herbs are useful. As long as there are no major problems with the prescription, he will not easily change the prescription prescribed by others. This is also the rule in this industry.
"Okay, I'm going to get some medicine right now."
"Let me catch it." Zhu Qingqing ran over, reached out and snatched the prescription from the staff.
"Qingqing, don't be ridiculous." The old man glared at his granddaughter.
Zhu Qingqing smiled and said: "Grandpa, you often say that I don't care about learning your skills. Now I want to learn from you. The first step must be to take medicine."
The staff on the side smiled and said: "Grandpa Zhu, Qingqing has grown up, and I finally know your good intentions."
Mr. Zhu also burst into laughter. He has been studying Chinese medicine painstakingly for most of his life and wants to pass on what he has learned throughout his life to future generations.
Now that his son has passed away, he gave birth to a daughter before his death, so he put all his hopes on his granddaughter. However, this girl has no interest in medicine, which also gives him a headache.
"Well, remember to read the prescription carefully, Xiaomei. After she has prepared the medicine, you can check it again."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Zhu, I will keep an eye on Qingqing."