Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

"Second brother, my second sister is much better now than before!"

The cute kid Xiaowu joined in the fun and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yaxin glared: "Little guy, what do you mean I'm much better than before? I've obviously been taught very well by my sister-in-law, why don't you open your eyes and look carefully, and process what you just said before you say it?!"

The sweet and soft little girl covered her mouth and laughed, while the cute little kid Xiaowu blinked his eyes and responded in a childish voice: "I don't want to, I'm afraid if I say it again, you will be proud, second sister!"

Song Lan couldn't help but let out a low laugh when he heard this.

Qin Yaxin blushed because of what the cute kid Xiaowu said. She snorted and said, "Okay, I know what you mean. You just want me, your second sister, to make more progress."

"Second sister, you are so smart!"

When the cute kid Xiaowu said this, even Qin Boyan laughed out loud.

"Sister-in-law, why is Xiaowu's words so irritating?!"

Qin Yaxin acted coquettishly towards Song Lan, obviously wanting Song Lan to make the decision for her and criticize the cute kid Xiaowu.

Unexpectedly, Song Lan smiled and said, "Xiao Wu is motivating you to become better and better. In the future, you may thank Xiao Wu!"

"that is!"

The cute kid Xiaowu raised his chin cockily. Qin Yaxin noticed the little smugness in his eyes and couldn't help but glare at him again: "Look how awesome you are. Wait till your second sister thanks you!"

Even though she looked unhappy, she was actually very amused by the little guy.

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After lunch, they rested for a while at home. Song Lan sent the two children to kindergarten, Qin Boyan rode his bike to take Qin Yaxin to school, and Zhou Shiwei from next door was unable to avoid going to the countryside after all, and was sent to the town's educated youth office by Zhou Yanchen. Together with the comrades from the town's educated youth office, she sent five educated youth from the town to the county's educated youth office.

Zhou Yanchen returned to the Red Star Machinery Factory only after a total of forty educated youth from the county and other towns boarded the train heading to the northeast and the train started moving.

"Being sent to the countryside safely?"

The night outside the window was as dark as ink. Song Lan came to the room where Qin Yanzheng and Wu Dong lived. She checked Qin Yanzheng's recovery of his injured leg after rehabilitation. Finding nothing wrong, she chatted with him about what happened during lunch at the neighboring house.

Qin Yanzheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then spoke out to confirm.

"Ah."

Song Lan nodded.

"It seems that my previous evaluation of that person was somewhat lacking."

There was no sign of anything unusual on Qin Yanzheng's handsome face. He said, "Being able to make that kind of decision, he still has some merits." There is no doubt that the "that person" and "he" in Qin Yanzheng's mouth are both referring to Zhou Yanchen.

"You made that comment earlier because of your personal emotions, and your personal emotions were undoubtedly because you were angry that I was criticized by Comrade Zhou's daughter."

Song Lan smiled: "Don't do this again in the future, lest it affect your correct judgment of people and things."

Wu Dong smiled and interjected, "Comrade Qin can't bear to see you being bullied."

"I know."

Song Lan said: "But you should know me well. Am I the kind of person who can be easily bullied by others? In my case, if the other party is reasonable, I will use reason to calm the conflict. Otherwise, I will directly use action to settle it.

In short, I don’t like to waste words when I encounter conflicts, especially when the other party doesn’t listen and is making unreasonable demands, I will never be polite to them! ”

"That's fine. I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

Wu Dong is supportive.

"Begin with courtesy before force, that's a good idea indeed."

Qin Yanzheng also agreed, and then he asked: "Is the hospital busy recently?"

"There are quite a few people coming to see the doctor. After all, it's cold and the elderly and children are most likely to get sick. However, our Chinese medicine department has only a few more patients coming to see the doctor than usual."

After listening to what Song Lan said, Qin Yanzheng said: "Based on your medical skills, you should be well-known in your hospital in the near future, right?"

"so so."

Song Lan responded with a smile.

“Definitely being modest.”

Qin Yanzheng said with a smile.

"We have three doctors in our TCM department, including me. Dr. Wang has been practicing medicine for many years, so he has more patients. In recent days, the number of patients I see every day is about the same as Dr. Wang."

Song Lan spoke truthfully. Hearing this, Wu Dong smiled and said, "Comrade Song was indeed being modest a moment ago." He said this to Qin Yanzheng, well, he was also saying it to Song Lan.

"Although I am a doctor, I hope that everyone will not get sick. This will not only save the body from suffering, but also reduce expenses for the family."

This was Song Lan's true feelings, but there was something Song Lan didn't say in front of Qin Yanzheng and Wu Dong, and she didn't plan to talk about it with them.

The thing is simply that Dr. Liang has become more and more fond of picking on her recently.

The reason is - it's unfair in my heart!

She felt that she, a nurse who changed her career to become a Chinese medicine doctor, attracted more patients to see her than she, a graduate of a traditional Chinese medicine university.

After understanding why he was being targeted, Song Lan's only thought was - Dr. Liang was too idle!

If you have time to mess with her, why don’t you focus on your own business?

Song Lan didn't think about doing anything to the other party, but she is not a soft persimmon. Once she can't bear it anymore, she will definitely make Liang Zhen pay!

She just relies on her family's background to bully others in the hospital, and she really thinks everyone is afraid of her.

“My wife is kind!”

Qin Yanzheng praised Song Lan with a smile in his dark eyes.

"Comrade Qin is right. Comrade Song is indeed very kind and has a big heart. She can be used as a role model for lesbians to learn from."

Wu Dong agreed with a smile.

"That's enough, you two!"

Song Lan smiled helplessly and said, "I am just expressing my feelings as a doctor. There is no need for you to praise me so much."

Qin Yanzheng glanced at Wu Dong and said, "My wife is being modest again, don't you think?"

"Yes."

Wu Dong nodded.

"You two have good rapport when you work together."

Rolling his eyes at the two of them, Song Lan, who had nothing to do, simply massaged Qin Yanzheng's injured leg.

"Did you encounter any trouble at work?"

Qin Yanzheng suddenly asked with a smile.

"No."

Song Lan replied without hesitation.

"Although all units are trying to crack down on bad behavior, some people still think they have a strong family background and act superior. If you encounter such people in your unit, just ignore them.

If the other party is looking for trouble and wants to make things difficult for you, you don't need to waste time talking to them. Just go and report the situation to the hospital leaders.

I believe no leader wants to see a bad apple in the unit, which would cause trouble to the collective work. "

Thinking about what happened yesterday, and considering that Song Lan had been wronged when he didn't know, Qin Yanzheng couldn't help but feel distressed. Therefore, he needed to give Song Lan more advice to prevent her from suffering in the unit.

"I remember."

She really thought so. If Dr. Liang became too demanding one day and said something to her that affected her work, the hospital leaders would deal with it.

Of course, if the other party disregards the consequences and takes the initiative to fight with her, then she will definitely fight back and fight back to avoid being the one who gets bullied.

About twenty minutes later, Song Lan returned to her room.

The next day.

Everything was fine at work at noon, but in the afternoon, just after Song Lan had finished seeing a patient, Liang Zhen walked into Song Lan's clinic with his hands in the pockets of his white coat and his chin raised.

"Dr. Song's medical skills are getting better and better. It can be seen that more patients come to see you than Dr. Wang. In addition, all the patients you have seen recently have praised your good attitude.

The medication is accurate and the price is not expensive. It can be said that a dose of medicine can cure most of the disease. Since Dr. Song is so capable, how about giving me some guidance?"

Sitting on the chair provided for seeing patients, Liang Zhen looked at Song Lan with a look full of sarcasm.

Song Lan didn't care about the other party's sarcasm at all, nor did she raise her eyes to respond. She was busy organizing the cases on the reception desk, with a calm and indifferent expression. This made Liang Zhen very angry, and she felt like she had punched cotton.

"What do you mean? You've only been in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine for a short time, and you're already putting on airs in front of a senior like me. Who do you think you are?!"

The tone was obviously aggressive, and Liang Zhen slapped the reception table at the same time.

"Doctor Liang, if you have something to say, please speak up. If not, please move aside. I don't have time to chat with you right now."

Song Lan glanced at the other person calmly, and seeing that there was a patient at the door who was in a dilemma, she couldn't help but say to Liang Zhen again: "It's working hours now, Doctor Liang, please give up your seat, the patient is waiting to be seen at the door!"

"Are you showing off to me?"

Liang Zhen slapped the reception table again and said with a gloomy face: "When I came to this hospital to see patients in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you didn't know where you were? Now you dare to ignore me, your senior, just because you have a little ability. I think you don't want to work in this hospital anymore!"

Song Lan stood up. She would not indulge the other person, nor did she want to waste time talking to him. She immediately pulled him up from the chair and pushed him out of the reception room. Then she took her hand back, invited the patient to come in, and said with a smile, "Please sit down."

"Doctor Song, you are really strong. You pulled Doctor Liang up in one go and pushed him out the door easily. That's amazing!"

The patient who came to see the doctor was a woman in her fifties. She was slightly plump and smiled as soon as she opened her mouth to speak. She looked like she had a blessed face.

Song Lan smiled but didn't respond.

"I am a family member of our machinery factory. A few days ago, I heard from my elder sister that you are a good doctor, so I thought of registering at our staff hospital to see you."

The woman who was speaking was surnamed Wu. She was a neighbor of Wei Shengli's family and had a very good relationship with Wei's mother. When she mentioned the old sisters, she couldn't hold back for a moment and continued:

"My old sister lives next door to me. Her son is Wei Shengli, who works in the security department of our factory. My old sister said that you, Dr. Song, were a colleague of her son. She also said that her daughter was treated by you and is now in good health.

By the way, my old sister told me that before you treated her daughter, you cured another old sister's headache. Doctor Song, you are not very old, how come your medical skills are so good? !

To be honest, I admire you a lot..."

Song Lan smiled awkwardly. Seeing that the patient in front of her was about to continue talking, she couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh! This problem of mine is not big, but it's not small either. It's just a little annoying..."

Wu Cuifen looked embarrassed and lowered her voice to express her discomfort.

After hearing this, Song Lan said, "Aunt, put your hands on the mat on the table." The so-called mat is a pulse pillow.

"Which hand?"

Wu Cuifen asked.

"It will be all right."

In order to diagnose the condition, Song Lan usually takes the patient's pulse.

Wu Cuifen stretched out her right hand.

As time passed, Song Lan whispered to the other party to change to his right hand.

Wu Cuifen did as she was told.

After Song Lan diagnosed the illness, she picked up a pen and started writing on the medical record.

"Doctor Song, is this all right?"

Wu Cuifen asked.

Song Lan didn't listen to the movements of her hands. She looked up at the other person and said with a smile, "I have diagnosed your condition. I will explain it to you in detail later, and then prescribe two decoctions for you. I guarantee that you will be relieved of your troubles after taking them."

"That would be great!"

Wu Cuifen was so happy that her face was full of smiles. She did not disturb Song Lan until Song Lan finished her work. She then explained the diagnosis results carefully in a gentle voice and reminded Wu Cuilan of some precautions. Finally, she said:

"Don't mind the trouble. Be sure to pay attention to hygiene. At the same time, follow my instructions and take the medicine on time, and you will be healthy again. Also, if you forget how to boil it, take a close look at the notes I made for you. When you go to the pharmacy to get the medicine later, the doctor there will tell you again."

"Doctor Song, you are so patient. Not only did you explain everything to me clearly, but you also reminded me again and again. I have taken note of it. If it doesn't work, I will let my son and daughter read the instructions you gave. There will definitely be no mistakes."

Wu Cuifen said happily.

Song Lan: "Auntie, please keep the medical records. Do you know where the pharmacy is?"

Wu Cuifen nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know. I'll go get the medicine now. I won't bother you anymore. When you have time, remember to visit my aunt's house. My house is next to Shengli's, so it's easy to find."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time."

Song Lan responded with a smile.

After Wu Cuifen left with the medical records, Song Lan started taking notes again.

She had just taken Wu Cuifen's pulse and it turned out that she did not have any serious illness. To be specific, it was a minor gynecological disease.

Although the disease is not a serious one, it does make the body uncomfortable, which can easily lead to emotional instability. If it is not treated, then the minor illness will develop into a major one.

When Song Lan prescribed medicine for patients, she would use cheap herbs whenever possible and would never use expensive ones. If some illnesses required expensive herbs, she would be able to find cheaper herbs with slightly lower efficacy to replace them.

However, when encountering such a situation, she will first explain it clearly to the patient and let the patient decide which medicinal materials to use.

After all, some patients have good family conditions and need to recover their health as soon as possible, so they will naturally not be stingy about spending a little more money.

"Doctor Song, I think you really don't want to work in this hospital anymore!"

Liang Zhen's voice rang out again at the door of Song Lan's consultation room. She walked in angrily, pointed at Song Lan's face, which was as black as ink, and scolded him harshly:

"You pulled me up in front of the patient and pushed me out of your door. You're stepping on my face. If I don't let you know how powerful I am, I'll write my name backwards!"