Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 234
For the past half month or so, Hua Jiji has been in a very bad mood.

It can even be said that it sucks.

Although, every day, I go to see a doctor and prescribe medicine conscientiously. For every patient who sits across from me, no matter whether he or she is a high-ranking official or a commoner, Hua Moji’s self-confidence should always feel like a spring breeze blowing on my face. The warmth and kindness.

Hua Jiji was very confident in his kind face, which had been smiling ever since he entered the Xuanhu Hall.

The hearts of doctors and parents!

As the youngest apprentice of the genius doctor Ge Zhongmo, although he is only 30 years old this year, Hua Jiji, who has already learned the six basic things of his master, has become more and more calm in dealing with people and dealing with others.

His cultivation as a doctor is more praised by those around him than his medical skills.

However, it is such a person who considers himself to be of high moral character. When he returned to Hanzhong with his master and began to sit in Xuanhutang, he was never happy.

The smile on the face still makes the patient feel like a spring breeze.

The bad mood is getting worse and worse day by day.

Hua Jiji felt that if he continued to allow those scalpers to recklessly fire up his clinic number, he would rush out of the Xuanhu Hall with a knife in his hand at an unpredictable day and kill people.

Of course, it is to kill those traffickers who are like blood-sucking leeches.

What made Huajiu feel worse and worse, in fact, was not only because he heard that his consultation number was sold at sky-high prices.

As a doctor who just wants to treat patients well, it is also a kind of helplessness that he cannot control the fairness of seeing a doctor.

Instead, as more and more patients were seen, Huajiu found that in the next few days, the number of people who came to Xuanhutang with a number to see a doctor was either rich or expensive, and the number of ordinary people was decreasing day by day.

He couldn't help but worry about this very abnormal phenomenon.

It is not normal if social resources are all inclined to one class.

Finally, after once again seeing off a wretched man wearing handmade custom-made clothes from abroad, Hua Wuji was about to sit down and stretch his muscles when he heard a burst of shouting coming from outside the consulting room.

"Hey, who are you? Why do you jump in line?"

"Damn, it's a bear gall, you dare to break into the Xuanhu Hall!"

"You said you know Dr. Hua, but I said I know Miracle Doctor Ge."

"Stop talking nonsense, go back and line up."

Hua Jiji sighed and waved to let the patients who were already standing at the door come in first.

As for the yelling outside, Hua Jiji felt that there was no need for him to come forward, as someone from the pharmacy would come over to settle it after a while.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

Hua Jiji smiled and asked the red-faced old man sitting in front of him.

"Doctor Xiaohua, I don't think I'm fine."

"Doctor Wu, it's urgent!"

Halfway through the old man's words, he was interrupted by a voice pushing the door open.

Hua Jiji and the old man looked towards the door at the same time, a sweaty young man looked at Hua Jiji panting.

Hua Ji knew who came, so he didn't get angry.

However, the old man doesn't know him, and, more importantly, the old man still has some energy in claiming that he is in Hanzhong.

Therefore, the outrageous incident happened right under the eyes of Hua Jiji, a doctor in the hanging pot hall.

"Snapped!"

"Asshole, didn't you see that Doctor Xiaohua is treating me?"

The red-faced old man slapped the table and shouted while leaning on a handmade golden nanmu cane.

"Hurry up and get out!"

Hua Jiji sighed, still smiling, raised his buttocks and asked the old man to calm down and sit down.

"Old man, he is from the central hospital, we."

"Don't say he is from the central hospital, even from the city government, he can't disturb my old man's medical treatment."

The red-faced old man didn't give Hua Ji any face at all.

That's it, it's not easy!
Hua Wuji rubbed his extremely tired face, sighed again, and raised his finger to place his finger on the old man's pulse.

"Doctor Wu, there is no longer any delay."

The young man didn't bother wiping his sweat. He rushed to Hua Wuji and handed over the cell phone he was holding.

Hua Jiji let go of his fingers, glanced at the phone, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Because, in the mobile phone, a man with only his back showing was holding Master's Qinglong Token in his hand.

This is, very terrible!
"Bastard East"

"Old man, there is nothing wrong with your body!"

Hua Jiji interrupted the old man, typing quickly on the keyboard with both hands.

"I prescribed some traditional Chinese medicines for warming the yang and invigorating the spleen. You can take them home and soak them for an hour, then boil them on high heat and then fry them slowly on low heat."

"Fry it for 10 minutes."

After finishing speaking, Hua Jiji didn't wait for the old man to say anything, got up and nodded at the young man, and walked out through the side door.

The young man quickly followed behind.

Now that the Qinglong Order appeared, Huajiji had to go to the Central Hospital.

As for the patients who are still waiting in line to see a doctor, Xuanhutang will properly settle them down.

Hua Wuji and Xiaonian walked out of the back door of Xuanhutang and got into the ambulance of the Central Hospital.

The middle-aged driver left and let off the brakes, and the ambulance quickly left Xuanhutang, and when it got on the road leading to the Central Hospital, the unique siren of the ambulance immediately rang through the entire street.

Hua Wuji frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

He understood why the hospital sent an ambulance to pick him up, and he did not stop the young man from asking the middle-aged driver to sound the alarm.

In the downtown area, there is a lot of traffic, and there are many red lights. It should be the best choice to go there in an ambulance with the alarm sounding.

Shen Yunfeng believed that this should be the best decorated and most equipped ward in the entire central hospital.

Shen Yunfeng felt that he should choose to believe what the hospital director said.

Because, when this gentle middle-aged man rushed out of the elevator and saw the Qinglong Token slowly circling at Shen Yunfeng's fingertips, Shen Yunfeng felt that every word and every sentence this man said next should be from his own heart. Inner truth.

There is no other reason, this is the judgment made by Shen Yunfeng from the almost fanatical expression towards Qinglongling in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The conversation between the two went smoothly.

Shen Yunfeng only tried a few words, and the director of the Central Hospital who hurried over told Shen Yunfeng a lot of information about the Qinglong Order.

On his left, Liang Fingru supported Liang Jinyan to sit on the hospital bed.

The four eyes of the father and daughter hardly blinked, watching the incredible scene in front of them.

They were invited in by the dean later.

Shen Yunfeng took a sip of tea slowly, looked up at the white coat standing opposite him, and asked slowly.

"The dean, what is the relationship between the medical school and the Physician Association?"

(End of this chapter)