she caused the gods to fall

There was a lot of snow, not too much. During the day, there were many people coming and going in the alley.

The sycamore tree at the door has been covered with a lot of snow.

The person who came to make trouble was a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, who kept saying that the doctors in their hospital were quack doctors, prescribing medicines indiscriminately, getting sicker and so on.

When he made a fuss, inside and outside the door, there were all onlookers eating melons.

"It's you, a quack doctor, who made me sicker and sicker." The middle-aged uncle pointed to Dr. Zhong at the side and roared.

Dr. Zhong frowned: "Impossible, I always prescribe the right medicine."

She had a little impression of this patient, with a pale and thin face. When he came, she asked him if he had any previous medical records. He said no. He obviously had a chronic disease. Why didn't he see a doctor before?

The most important thing is that he mispronounced the illness, and I don't know if it was on purpose, but she saw through it.

Later, he didn't act like a monster again, he was honest and cooperative, so he gave him a prescription.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged uncle said angrily: "Do you think I look good? I was very optimistic about Chinese medicine at first, but it was because of moths like you who are not good at medicine and prescribe medicines for people randomly, so Chinese medicine The medicine you prescribe is not cheap, ten doses cost several hundred, why don’t you go grab the money?”

He continued: "Let me tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will report to the relevant department, and then expose you on the Internet. I want everyone to know that you are a black clinic. In this way, I will see who will be the one who is not responsible. Dare to treat diseases in your clinic."

Dr. Zhong was actually a little worried when he heard it. The reputation of the Liu Family Medical Clinic has always been good, so there is an endless stream of patients coming to see him. If the other party makes such a fuss and pushes the clinic to the forefront, that is what she does not want to see.

Shen Daiyi came down from upstairs, and when she appeared, I stunned the crowd outside the door to whisper.

"This doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is really good-looking."

"It looks like he is the main person in charge of this hospital."

"It's just that I am so young and don't know if I can pass the test of medical skills."

"Dr. Shen is well-known around us, and his medical skills are very good."

Shen Daiyi stood beside Dr. Zhong: "If Dr. Zhong prescribes the wrong medicine, our clinic will compensate you, but you have to let me see the medical certificate from the last visit."

The middle-aged uncle was not guilty at all, and took out his medical records.

Shen Daiyi checked his pulse again, and if she wanted to know whether Dr. Zhong had prescribed the wrong medicine, she had to re-understand his illness.

The symptoms did show signs of aggravation, but Dr. Zhong's prescription was indeed without any problem. He asked, "Did you take your medicine on time when you went back?"

"Of course."

"Is there a ban on smoking and drinking?"

"Are you suspecting that I didn't follow the doctor's advice?"

Shen Daiyi combined her medical records: "Dr. Zhong didn't prescribe you the wrong prescription. If you take the medicine according to her prescription, your illness will not get worse. On the contrary, the curative effect will be very good."

The middle-aged uncle frowned: "You mean that I intentionally wronged her?"

"I think you are bullying honest people!" He began to cry and yell, and it was miserable, "I went to the big hospital for a checkup, and the doctor in the big hospital said that my illness was getting worse and that I was taking medicine indiscriminately! "

"Why am I so miserable... I have seen a doctor and made the disease serious. You group of black Chinese medicine doctors will die badly."

At this moment, Shen Daiyi could see that the other party was using his illness to extort money.

Small clinics often encounter this kind of patients. Many clinics don't want to make a big deal, so they usually pay a sum of money and send them away.

Shen Daiyi didn't want to spoil him: "Uncle, it's useless to make trouble, compensation is impossible."

Uncle cheeky: "Anyway, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll stay here."

What can you do with me?

He also scolded: "You little girl is pretty, but you have a vicious heart."

Shen Daiyi laughed angrily: "Then you just hang on."

She said to Dr. Zhong and the others: "Don't worry about him, you should see a doctor and take medicine if you need to."

Dr. Zhong was not at ease: "Will it have a bad impact on the medical center if it really spreads on the Internet and makes a big fuss?"

The other party is here to extort money, how can they spend money on the Internet?

However, if it is submitted to a news agency, it is not impossible.

Shen Daiyi comforted her softly: "You can tell from our reputation. If you ask the patients cured by you, will she believe you if you say you are a black doctor?"

Dr. Zhong shook his head, that's definitely not the case.

"That's right, don't worry about it, I will solve it if something happens."

Dr. Zhong still trusted Shen Daiyi very much, so he was relieved, didn't ask again, and told her happy birthday.

Immediately, other people in the medical hall sent blessings one after another.

Shen Daiyi bent her eyebrows and said, "Thank you."

The middle-aged uncle saw that no one was paying attention to him, his face was darkened, and he exploded with anger.

Is it possible to lose money today?

Unfavorable start?

At this time, Song Qingyan, who came to pick him up, found that there were many people at the door.

When signaling to give way, he made a way for Song Qingyan behind him.

"What happened?" Chen Li took the opportunity to ask.

A passer-by replied: "There is a lot of trouble in the doctor, but there are many problems in small clinics."

what?

Medical trouble?

Then Mrs. Song must stand.

Chen Li: "There are many problems, so there won't be so many patients coming to the clinic every day."

Passerby: "..." Handsome guy, you really know how to flatter.

There didn't seem to be anything exciting to see next, and the passers-by quickly dispersed.

Song Qingyan was holding a black umbrella and wearing a black overcoat.

He was tall, and with the umbrella covering his face, no one saw what he looked like.

Shen Daiyi had already seen him, she came out of the medical hall, trotted under the umbrella: "Let's go."

Song Qingyan asked: "Solved?"

Shen Daiyi's expression showed helplessness: "He just came to extort money, and he refuses to leave, don't worry about it."

"It's not a long-term solution if you come to the hospital to make trouble every day."

"Find a security guard to stand guard tomorrow."

Song Qingyan glanced at the people inside: "Let Chen Li arrange it for you."

Chen Li immediately said: "Madam, don't worry, I promise that the arrangements will be properly made."

-

Walking out of the alley, Shen Daiyi refused to hold an umbrella.

She walked in front, and Song Qingyan held an umbrella and followed her footprints.

The woman's figure is graceful and graceful, in the long snow, her skirt is rippling, her black hair is flying, she is beautiful and colorful.

Song Qingyan looked at her: "Mrs. Song, are you weak and still drenched in snow?"

"It's not snowing much."

Besides, Shen Daiyi felt that she was wrapped like a zongzi now, with gloves on, a scarf and a hat, and her clothes pulled tightly, so she wouldn't catch a cold.

"return."

"Don't~"

Her soft, sweet ending was elongated.

The distance between the two is one or two meters.

Song Qingyan strode forward with long legs and stepped forward to catch Shen Daiyi back under the umbrella.

Shen Daiyi turned around quickly, stepped on the snow, and walked forward quickly...