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Chapter 44

After Xu Qingyun had morning tea, he was not in a hurry to go home.

He has something important to do today.

Xu Qingyun is now practicing the "Immortal Medical Classic". If he wants to become a medical immortal, he needs to gain the power of medicine.

"Xianmen Medical Classic" records that the power of medicine can be obtained by treating diseases and saving people, and doctors have the best chance of treating diseases and saving people.

But Xu Qingyun did not go to college and did not have a medical qualification certificate. It was not feasible to become a doctor in a hospital, so he had to find another way.

No. 66 Baiyun Road, Huichun Hall!

This is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic with an antique door plaque. An advertisement for doctors is posted on the wall next to it.

Unable to go to a hospital to become a doctor, Xu Qingyun chose to do the next best thing. He could always work as a doctor in these small medical clinics.

Xu Qingyun glanced at the recruitment information casually, and then walked in.

This Chinese medicine clinic is a bit dark and lifeless, and you can't even smell the traditional Chinese medicine.

If it weren't for the name Huichun Tang on the door sign, Xu Qingyun would have doubted whether this was really a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

After entering, Xu Qingyun saw a table with a middle-aged man lying on it, sleeping. His hair was messy and he looked very slovenly.

There is a row of seats at the end of the clinic. At this time, a patient is sitting, injecting a sling bottle, and making pained sounds from time to time.

"Hey, hey, wake up!"

Xu Qingyun walked over and patted the table gently.

The middle-aged man woke up in a daze, yawning, with sleepy eyes, and rubbed his hair, which was as messy as a chicken coop. It took him a long time to wake up a little.

"Who are you? Are you here to see a doctor?" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Qingyun and asked.

"Are you a doctor?" Xu Qingyun looked the middle-aged man up and down.

"What? Doesn't it look like it?" the middle-aged man asked.

Xu Qingyun nodded and said: "It's not like that."

This slovenly middle-aged man doesn't look like a doctor at all.

"If you don't want to see a doctor, get out of here!" The middle-aged man waved his hands impatiently and said with a very bad attitude.

"It's true that I'm not here to see a doctor. I'm here to apply for a doctor. Isn't there a sign on the wall at your door recruiting doctors?" Xu Qingyun said.

"It's just you, you're applying to be a doctor, don't amuse me, go away!" The middle-aged man didn't believe that Xu Qingyun, a young boy, was a doctor at all. His application information said that he wanted a traditional Chinese medicine doctor with ten years of medical experience.

It doesn't look consistent.

"Why, don't I look like a doctor?" Xu Qingyun said.

"Even if you are really a doctor, I don't want someone like you who just graduated from university. What I want is an old Chinese medicine doctor who can treat diseases and save people." The middle-aged man said.

"You said you are a doctor, then let me ask you a question." Xu Qingyun looked at the middle-aged man and said, "What is the most important thing about being a doctor?"

Although the middle-aged man did not want to continue talking nonsense with Xu Qingyun, he still answered the question and said: "Doctors are kind-hearted."

"Wrong!" Xu Qingyun shook his head and said, "Doctors are benevolent. This is nonsense. The most important thing about being a doctor is to be able to cure diseases and save people! What's the use of having a benevolent heart? Only those who can truly cure diseases and save people are good doctors!"

The middle-aged man wanted to refute Xu Qingyun, but he couldn't because Xu Qingyun was right.

The benevolence of doctors is more like a slogan.

"Why are you telling me this? Get out of here and don't disturb me!" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Qingyun impatiently and said, somewhat annoyed.

"There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art!"

"Excellent medical skills do not depend on age." Xu Qingyun said.
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