"BOSS, I also think we need a website!" Danny Flamel nodded in approval.
"So, Danny, do you know the person or company that built the website?"
"BOSS! If you want to build a website, I can try it!" Debbie Abdullah raised her hand.
"Do you know how to build a website?" Ding Changsheng looked at Debbie Abdullah and asked with some surprise.
“BOSS, I minored in computer programming in school!
Because of photography, it is often necessary to use computers to create special effects, render backgrounds and so on.
When I was in school, I helped many companies build websites." Debbie Abdullah said with a smile.
"Very good! Then I'll leave the building of the website to you! You are a photographer, so you should know how to build a beautiful website!
Of course, this is your extra work, so I won’t treat you badly!
The construction and maintenance of the website are all left to you, and you can receive two salaries in the future!" Ding Changsheng said very generously.
"Thank you BOSS! You are really a generous boss!" Debbie Abdullah said happily.
If she can receive two salaries, her income can almost double. It turns out that she can put on the agenda a lot of things she wanted to buy but had no money to buy.
"What our foundation pays attention to is getting rewards for your hard work. If you pay, you will naturally get rewards!" Ding Changsheng waved his hand proudly.
Debbie Abdullah happily went upstairs to program and build the website.
Everyone else also went back to their respective offices to work.
Ding Changsheng and Zhou Linlin's three daughters stayed downstairs, waiting for the patient to come.
Soon, a patient came.
"Doctor, my arm hurts so much that I dare not move it. Please help me take a look!" A young man walked in with a grimace.
"Don't worry, let me take a look!
Can you try to lift your arms?" Ding Changsheng walked out of the counter and looked at the Chinese young man and asked.
"I can't lift it up. I can only lift it to this position. Am I dislocated?" The Chinese young man didn't know anything. He had some understanding of his own situation.
"Yes! It's just a dislocation!" Ding Changsheng smiled and nodded,
"Don't move, let me take a look for you!" Ding Changsheng reached out and held the Chinese young man's wrist, and swept the Chinese young man's arm with his other hand.
"Does this position hurt?"
"Yes! Yes! This is the location!"
"Yeah! You have a dislocated shoulder joint!" Ding Changsheng nodded, holding the Chinese young man's wrist and shaking it slightly as he spoke.
"Ouch!" the Chinese young man said.
"Okay!" Ding Changsheng smiled.
"Okay? Huh? My arm doesn't hurt and I can lift it up! It's really healed!" the Chinese young man said in surprise.
"Haha! You have dislocated your joint. Resetting it is very simple!" Ding Changsheng said with a smile.
"Doctor, do I need to take medicine or something?"
"No, you are so young, you don't need to take medicine! Just don't do strenuous exercise for these two days!" Ding Changsheng waved his hand.
"You really don't need to take medicine?" the Chinese young man asked worriedly.
"It's really not necessary. If you insist on taking some medicine to feel at ease, how many decoctions should I give you?"
"Forget it, I believe you!" the Chinese young man quickly refused.
"How much?"
"Please give me ten dollars!" Ding Changsheng thought for a while and said.
"Here!" the Chinese young man paid readily.
Ten dollars is too cheap. If he goes to the hospital for a dislocation, it won't be cured without a few hundred dollars.
Western medicine treatment of dislocation is very troublesome. You want to take pictures, then perform manual reduction and fixation, and take anti-inflammatory and blood-activating drugs.
In fact, according to traditional Chinese medicine, dislocation is not such a troublesome thing at all. In the 1980s and 1990s, it was very common for those skinny children to dislocate their elbow and shoulder joints.
There are people in many villages who know how to reset the skin. They can reset it by rubbing and pressing it. It is very simple.
There is no mention of going to the hospital to take a film.
After sending away the Chinese youth, another patient came in.
"Doctor Ding, I have been having diarrhea for several months now!" The visitor said to Ding Changsheng, holding his stomach.
This man Ding Changsheng also knew, he was also a Chinese living on Wu Street, his name was Jiang Heming.
A native of Guangzhou, his father immigrated to the United States when he was a child. He is considered a second-generation immigrant.
A fruit shop opened on Wu Street.
"Why did you come here?" Ding Changsheng asked as he put the pulse pillow on the counter.
"I thought diarrhea was not a serious illness, so I roasted some garlic and ate it.
However, I didn't expect it to be so serious this time. It has never been well, and now my stomach hurts when I press it!" Jiang Heming explained with a wry smile.
"I'll take your pulse!" Ding Changsheng nodded.
Many patients, after getting sick, like to use some native methods to treat themselves.
Sometimes, indigenous methods can really cure diseases.
But that's only symptomatic.
Because there are many reasons for a single diarrhea, and if you get it right, it can be cured quickly.
For example, eating roasted garlic has antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects, and is very effective in treating dysentery diarrhea.
But if diarrhea is caused by disharmony between the spleen and stomach, it cannot be cured by eating roasted garlic.
This is the case with Jiang Heming.
"Brother Jiang, these three are interns from our Changsheng Hall. Let them take your pulse and exercise!" After Ding Changsheng took his pulse, he did not rush to prescribe medicine, but asked Jiang Heming politely.
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"No problem!" Jiang Heming readily agreed after seeing the three beauties Zhou Linlin.
This is the advantage of beautiful women. If it were three grown men, Jiang Heming would definitely not be so happy.
"Come on, take Brother Jiang's pulse, and then each of you can prescribe a prescription!" Ding Changsheng turned to Zhou Linlin and the others and said.
The three women, Zhou Linlin and Zhou Linlin, took turns to take Jiang Heming's pulse, check his tongue coating, and go through the four diagnostic procedures.
Then, each of the three women took a prescription book and wrote down their diagnosis and treatment plan.
After Ding Changsheng took the prescription and looked at it, he didn't say anything, but told Zhou Linlin: "Sister Lin Lin, grab three pairs of cinnamon twigs and rhubarb soup for Brother Jiang!
9 grams of cassia twig, 18 grams of white peony root, 9 grams of ginger, 10 jujubes, 6 grams of roasted licorice, 6 grams of rhubarb.”
After listening to Ding Changsheng's prescription, Zhou Linlin blushed, said nothing, and turned around to grab the medicine.
Wang Linlin also stuck out her tongue and ran to help Zhou Linlin grab the medicine.
"Changsheng, he already has diarrhea, why do you add rhubarb to him?" Zhang Xin asked with some confusion.
"I'll explain it to you later!"
After Ding Changsheng finished speaking, he asked Jiang Heming: "Brother Jiang, do you want to go home and cook the medicine yourself, or should we cook it for you?"
"Can you decoct the medicine now? Then you must decoct the medicine for me! This decoction is really troublesome!" Jiang Heming said with a smile.
"No problem, just come over in the afternoon and get the cooked liquid!" Ding Changsheng said with a smile.
