Reborn in ancient times: I will make my family rich

With such a temper, it may be difficult to discipline him in the future.

Song Qingyu thought silently in his heart.

"Brother, can you please stop staring at her like that? Just say something. I'm scared." Jiang Nan swore that when her gossipy heart started to burn in the future, she would strangle it with her own hands.

"Get ready, it's time to see the patient." When Jiang Nan was about to be unable to bear it, Song Qingyu finally spoke slowly and sat down elegantly at the reception desk near Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan patted his heart, he was really scared to death.

Song Qingyu looked as gentle as jade, but Jiang Nan felt a sense of oppression just now.

Jiang Nan and Sanqi sat down, but when it came to the consultation, everyone, young or old, male or female, ran towards Song Qingyu.

"Why is Doctor Song so popular?" Jiang Nan asked quietly in Sanqi's ear.

Not only was there no one on her side, but there was no one on the other doctors' side either.

However, the doctors nearby were no longer surprised by this scene.

"It's normal. Doctor Jiang, don't be surprised."

Jiang Nan never expected that there would be no one to see on his first day at work.

Jiang Nan, who had been eager to try, became a little disappointed.

"Nannan," On the way back, Jiang Nan ran into Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

"What a coincidence! How about you guys try out the food today?"

"The taste is not very good. The most important thing is that there is a lack of soy sauce to enhance the flavor," said Father Jiang with a frown.

"I think the taste is more like northern cuisine."

"Why not open a mutton soup restaurant?" the father and daughter suddenly said in unison.

"You two want to go together."

"Your father said on the way that mutton soup doesn't need soy sauce, so we can pair it with some stir-fried vegetables and pancakes."

"Then we have to order a sign." How can we do without a sign?

"Why don't we talk about the signboard first after we open the store." Jiang Nan had revealed his family background to Jiang's mother before. Although Jiang's mother was generous, she still felt sorry for her daughter.

"No, a sign is an important symbol of a store. Without it, how would others know what you do?" Jiang Nan objected.

"Well, you and Dad can go around and ask questions, and ask about the ingredients. Dad, you can make a list for some of the spices, and I will buy some for you at the Four Clinics Hall."

Some aniseed are also medicinal materials and need to be picked up at the pharmacy.

"Okay, I'll give you one tomorrow."

In the next few days, Jiang Nan did not meet Song Qingyu again while he was seeing patients in the fourth clinic, and he also received many patients.

"Doctor Wang, please help me see if this is a sign of a stroke," Jiang Nan turned his head and said to Doctor Wang who was closest to him.

"Wait, I'll finish seeing the patient," Doctor Wang already had some opinions about this airborne female doctor, and when he heard Jiang Nan asking him again, he replied in a slightly unfriendly tone.

I really don't know what Dr. Song was thinking. He actually asked a little girl to come for consultation.

After finishing treating the patients at hand, Doctor Wang came over and took the pulse of Jiang Nan's patient.

A stroke can be a serious or minor matter, and Jiang Nan was afraid that he might have misdiagnosed the disease and delayed its treatment.

"It's a sign of a stroke."

"Thank you, Doctor Wang."

"Jiang Nan quickly asked Sanqi to remember the prescription so that he could go get the medicine."

"Uncle, please wait a moment. Come with me to the backyard and I will give you acupuncture."

"Doctor Jiang, come here for a moment," Sanqi heard Jiang Nan's words and quickly pulled Jiang Nan aside.

"Doctor Jiang, Doctor Song is the only one who knows acupuncture in the four clinics, and he only has one set of acupuncture tools, and Doctor Song treasures them very much," Sanqi said in embarrassment.

"Saving lives is the most important thing. You know that if the old man just now is not treated in time, he will be paralyzed. Go get the needle quickly. If Doctor Song has any objections, let him come to me."

After Jiang Nan finished speaking, he took the patient into the clinic and waited for Sanqi to bring the needle.

Before Sanqi could take out the needle, Doctor Wang called Jiang Nan out again.

"Doctor Jiang, if you don't do the acupuncture correctly, it could be fatal. Why don't you wait for Doctor Song to come?"

"I will take responsibility if anything happens to Doctor Wang. If this gentleman delays any longer, he will become paralyzed."

"Why are you so stubborn, little girl?" Doctor Wang became anxious when he saw that he couldn't persuade her.

In the past, acupuncture was also provided in the clinic, but since many medical accidents occurred, many doctors no longer provide acupuncture.

Doctor Wang saw that Jiang Nan was adamant and went out to find someone to look for Song Qingyu.

If something really happens, it will be over.

Jiang Nan asked people to take off their shirts, and finally disinfected the silver needles one by one with flames before inserting the needles.

There was no pause at all when inserting the needle, which was extremely skillful.

Jiang Nan learned acupuncture from a university professor at the time. Seeing that Jiang Nan had talent, he gave her special lessons and taught her his inherited acupuncture techniques.

"Master, you lie here for half an hour,"

Jiang Nan was watching nearby.

"Doctor Song, you're here. Come and see Doctor Jiang is doing acupuncture in there!"

When Doctor Wang saw Song Qingyu coming back, he hurried forward.

Doctor Wang just asked his apprentice to find Song Qingyu but didn't say what it was. Song Qingyu was shocked when he heard what Doctor Wang said.

He hurried towards the clinic.

When Song Qingyu arrived at the clinic, he saw Jiang Nan sitting on the table, drawing circles out of boredom.

Song Qingyu's mouth twitched when he saw this scene. She was really leisurely.

"Doctor Song, why are you here?" Jiang Nan stood up when he heard the noise, and when he saw Song Qingyu, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

After all, every worker wants to gain favor with his or her boss.

"Let me take a look," Song Qingyu walked up to the patient, checked him, and found that all the acupuncture points used by Jiang Nan were correct.

This gave him a better understanding of Jiang Nan.

How many surprises are waiting for him with this girl.

Song Qingyu looked at Jiang Nan with an inquiring gaze.

"Doctor Wang, it's fine, you can go and get busy!" Song Qingyu sent Doctor Wang, who was standing aside, away.

"It seems that the acupuncture points you used are related to stroke."

"Yes. If he is not treated in time, he will probably be paralyzed."

"That's true," Song Qingyu did not refute Jiang Nan's words.

But stroke is extremely difficult to treat.

Very few have succeeded in the process from discovery to treatment.

Song Qingyu was not in a hurry to leave. He just watched Jiang Nan's treatment and read Jiang Nan's prescription again.

I found that this prescription made up for the shortcomings of daily use, and the therapeutic effect was multiplied several times.

Song Qingyu narrowed his eyes like a fox and looked at Jiang Nan who was doing the needlework. It was becoming more and more interesting.

It's interesting that this little girl has such medical skills.

"Master, you need acupuncture for seven consecutive days. Don't forget to come tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you so much. After you gave me acupuncture, I actually felt a lot more relaxed all over."

"It's my duty, sir. Don't forget it tomorrow," Jiang Nan smiled and sent the man away.

As a doctor, Jiang Nan’s lifelong pursuit is to help patients relieve their pain to the best of his ability.

"How confident are you that you can successfully treat this patient?" Song Qingyu asked Jiang Nan calmly after he saw the man leave.