Lying on the bed in a treatment room, Yan Murong looked at the snow-white ceiling and thought - Why was there no applause when she finished her work and went upstairs?
Doesn't it say in the novel that after the male protagonist suddenly flashes golden light, reveals his domineering aura and saves a life, he will be surrounded by applause? -----Well, even if there is no applause, why are there no beautiful women?
Come up to me and ask for your signature?
After thinking wildly for half an hour, Yan Murong rolled over and got out of bed. Although the needle he used just now consumed a lot of his inner energy, it didn't make him faint. After half an hour's rest, he was as fine as a normal person.
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When Yan Murong walked down again, everyone suddenly became quiet again, and then suddenly started to make a noise as if they had entered a vegetable market.
A group of elderly men and women, leaning on crutches or standing on tiptoes, immediately surrounded Yan Murong.
"Little miraculous doctor, little miraculous doctor, please help me quickly. I have had cold legs for more than ten years and I can't cure them no matter how I treat them. How about you give me some acupuncture?" An old lady pulled Yan Murong and said.
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"Yes, little miracle doctor, you were able to save the dying person just now. Please help me check my cerebral thrombosis."
"Little miracle doctor, I'm constipated, please help me."
"Little miracle doctor, I have been suffering from back pain and leg cramps recently. I can't even go up to the fifth floor in one breath."
"Little miraculous doctor, I have irregular menstruation."-----An old lady in her sixties said in shocking words.
Yan Murong was shocked. "Why are you not adjusting?" -----This is no joke. You are over sixty years old and your relatives still come to visit you. It seems that your relationship is not as good as usual.
"Oh, I was wrong. This person's memory is bad when he gets old." The old lady said quickly. "It's my daughter's irregular menstruation."
Yan Murong was surrounded by a group of old men and women. The noise made her ears buzz. Except for the earth-shattering words of the aunt, she really couldn't hear anything else.
Oh, by the way------He also heard a young man in his twenties say that his arms were sore and weak recently. He used to be able to lift dumbbells fifty times, but now he can only lift them ten times and he loses his energy.
Ask. “Should I stop lifting?”
"Everyone, please excuse me. I have to go see a patient and I will treat you all later." Yan Murong shouted quickly. If he was surrounded by people and made noise, he might become deaf.
"Everyone, stay away. Xiaoyan is the new doctor in our clinic. He will always be here. Don't worry, let him go and see the injured first." Zhong Zhenguo also came over with a smile on his face and helped.
Yan Murong came to the rescue.
"Okay, then I'll sign up for this little miracle doctor first." The uncoordinated aunt of her daughter's relatives was the first to shout, and then aroused a response.
Zhong Zhenguo was dumbfounded - he had been a doctor for most of his life, but he was not as popular as him.
Yan Murong finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to a temporary hospital bed set up in the corner of the first floor. She looked at the man who had woken up but was still a little weak.
"How are you, are you feeling better?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.
The man opened his chapped lips and wanted to say something, but after his lips wriggled a few times, no words came out. However, the look in his eyes at Yan Murong was full of gratitude.
"Plop"-----The woman suddenly knelt down, looked at Yan Murong with tears on her face, and said gratefully. "Doctor, thank you, thank you for saving my husband's life. When he recovers, we will definitely thank you heavily."
You, you are a miracle doctor."
"What are you doing?" Yan Murong pulled up the woman who was kneeling on the ground and said with a smile. "Men kneel down to propose marriage to women, so why don't you kneel down for me? -----Besides,
You already have a husband, and I dare not accept it."
"Pfft." The woman laughed at Yan Murong's words, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.
The man also twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a kind smile - he understood that Yan Murong was not taking any verbal advantage, but that he did not need these clichéd thanks at all.
"Miracle doctor, what is your name? I will send you a banner someday." The woman looked at Yan Murong sincerely and said.
"There's no need to give me a banner." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "My name is Yan Murong ----- I don't want the banner, but you have to pay my consultation fee and the money I want."
"Oh, okay, okay." The woman nodded repeatedly and said, "Doctor Yan, how much do you want?"
When she said this, she had already made up her mind that no matter how much money Yan Murong asked for, she would definitely get it together even if she had to sell it - after all, when she had to choose between money and the lives of her relatives, she
Choose loved ones.
Yan Murong looked at the bottle of glucose hanging on the infusion pole, pulled over a young nurse, and asked, "How much does this bottle of medicine cost?"
"Fifteen dollars." The little nurse was the one who was ordered by Yan Murong to prepare medicinal materials just now, and she witnessed Yan Murong's miraculous medical skills throughout the process. Now she was pulled by Yan Murong, her face turned red and she whispered.
, after saying that, he ran away quickly, as if Yan Murong was a savage beast.
"You heard it, this bottle of glucose costs fifteen yuan." Yan Murong shrugged and said to the woman who was about to accept his sky-high medical expenses. "There is also Dijincao, which is not much for medicine, so I only give it five yuan."
It's only 1 yuan, but my consultation fee is a bit expensive."
"Doctor Yan, you said, no matter how much money you have, I will give you." The woman said anxiously.
"Okay." Yan Murong nodded. "My consultation fee is two hundred yuan, and I don't need the gauze money. The total is two hundred and twenty yuan."
"Ah?" the woman exclaimed, looking at Yan Murong in astonishment.
"What's wrong?" Yan Murong asked with a guilty conscience. "Is my consultation fee too expensive? Otherwise, I don't want it?"
No wonder Yan Murong didn't feel guilty - he used to practice medicine in the mountains with the old man, and the consultation fee usually consisted of a modest lunch or dinner. As for the money, the largest amount did not exceed two digits. The price offered this time
Two hundred, also considering the profit of the clinic - after all, he is still sheltering from the rain under someone else's roof, so he must give someone something in return.
"No, that's not what I meant. Doctor Yan, please don't misunderstand me." The woman said in panic. "Mr. Yan, you saved my husband's life, why do you only charge so little money?"
Indeed, in this case, if you go to the hospital, receive rescue, surgery, and future medication, you will not be able to afford tens of thousands of dollars.
"Ah?" Yan Murong was stunned ----- This woman didn't think that she had received too much, but that she had received too little.
Yan Murong thought-----people in the city do things strangely.
PS: The plot unfolds a little slowly, but don’t worry, once the boring plot is over, you will be entertained below. Flowers and collections, come on!