Master Doctor in the City

When he just saw the old man picking up the medicinal materials skillfully, Ye Chen really thought he was a Chinese or overseas Chinese in Yunnan, but he didn't expect that he was actually local.

"Then what's your last name?"

"My surname is Zhao, you can call me Dr. Zhao, I can do some small medical skills."

The man said.

Looking at his fifty-year-old surname, in fact, he is only in his forties, but his skin looks darker.

"Doctor Zhao, who taught your medical skills?"

From his appearance, he knows some traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, or some simple medical techniques, which may be similar to those barefoot doctors in China.

However, there are now fewer and fewer barefoot doctors in rural areas.

"It was handed down by my father before."

Doctor Zhao said.

After he yelled to the back of the shop, a middle-aged woman with the same skin came out, and Dr. Zhao asked his wife to take the medicine to decoction.

When the middle-aged woman left with the packet of medicine and went to the backyard to decoct the medicine soup, Ye Chen found a place to sit down.

Now there are no other customers. Obviously, people come to buy medicinal herbs occasionally.

Before the 1960s, there were no hospitals in Bangkang and even Wa State. The mortality rate here was very high. Later, with the support of relevant international organizations, medical teams came in.

In recent years, there are also some small hospitals in Wa State and Bangkang, which are similar to those in the domestic health centers, but the level of medical skills must be very average.

Ye Chen sat there waiting while chatting with this Doctor Zhao. Doctor Zhao quickly learned that the young man in front of him was Dr. Ye.

There was a free free consultation for God Doctor Ye from Guokang. Someone from Wa Bang had heard of it. Some patients thought of seeing Ye Chen there. Unexpectedly, there was a war over there.

That year, Ye Chen won the first Eastern Medical Contest in Vietnam. It has been a year since he may not have much influence here. However, his influence in Vietnam and even other countries in Southeast Asia is still very large.

Now he only sells the proprietary Chinese medicines produced by the Chinese medicine factory. In fact, he also went to the opposite side to get it in Yunnan.

"Doctor Ye, how long are you going to stay here? Many patients still want to see you!"

"I don't know, take a look first, if the war on the Guokang side ends, I am going to go back to the old street again!"

"In the situation there, I am afraid that if there is no more than half a month or the intervention of international organizations, it may not be a long time for a ceasefire.

According to Dr. Zhao’s past experience, it may take half a month to a month at the fastest for the courageous side, or more than half a year at the slowest time.

It's just over a week now, which is not a long time, so he thinks it will take a long time.

Moreover, the change of government in Myanmar, this war may not end before it is over.

It can only be said that the last bitter is the brave people who fled to the opposite Nan Umbrella. Thinking of this, this Doctor Zhao seemed a little proud.

Because he felt that the Wa state army had a large number of troops, the Burmese army didn't dare to bully here, specifically looking for a small local army to bully.

"If that is the case, during this time, I am going to stay here in Bangkang and give free consultation to those patients."

"Doctor Ye, if that's the best, you can go to my shop. I will provide the venue for free. However, I hope those patients can buy medicinal materials here."

As soon as Ye Chen heard what Dr. Zhao said, Ye Chen knew that the other party was just a small citizen doing business and wanted to keep him here for free consultation, and Dr. Zhao just wanted to make a fortune.

Ordinary people think that way, so Ye Chen thinks it's normal.

Moreover, in the old street, Ye Chen gave those patients a free consultation. Except for the manic patient, most of the other patients let them buy their own prescriptions.

So, here, that's normal.

"Business here is not good, so I want to make some money."

Doctor Zhao said.

"Understand, I will first consider what is suitable, and then I will tell you."

Ye Chen said.

"Then who can I drink the medicinal soup that Doctor Ye decocted for?"

"I am a female friend, and now she lives in a hotel."

It turned out to be so.

When Ye Chen and Doctor Zhao were sitting here, and when the medicinal soup was almost cooked, Ye Chen didn't have Gulin's cell phone number, so he could only walk back to the hotel to wake Gulin.

Gu Ling was still resting inside.

However, when she suddenly felt a kind of care and love that she had never had before, it made her feel like being a woman.

In the past, she was just a cold assassin, with only tasks and money in her eyes, so she didn't have to think about feelings and other things.

Now when following Ye Chen, especially when Ye Chen cares about her, there is actually that kind of inexplicable feeling.

Hearing the knock on the door from outside the door, Gu Ling got up, opened the door, found that it was Ye Chen, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The medicinal soup has been fried, follow me to the medicinal shop!"

Ye Chen couldn't bring it over for such a long distance.

Go in Gu Ling to wash briefly, and then follow Ye Chen to the medicinal shop.

When I arrived there, the bowl of black medicinal soup was actually fried, and it was being placed there to cool. As long as the medicinal soup became mild, you could drink it directly.

"Doctor Ye, this is your friend!"

Dr. Zhao asked.

"Not bad."

Dr. Zhao couldn't figure out the use of the prescription Ye Chen prescribed for Gu Ling to drink. Although he knew a little bit of medicine, he was not proficient.

When the bowl of medicinal soup was cold, Gu Ling drank it directly. After drinking, he actually sweated.

"You go back to the hotel to rest first, and I will take a walk outside by myself."

Ye Chen didn't like to stay in the hotel, but after Gu Ling took the medicine, he would definitely be sleepy.

Now Gu Ling also feels that way, the most important thing is that she feels the faint pain of dysmenorrhea.

After seeing Gu Ling go back by himself, Ye Chen walked to the small streets of Wa State by himself. The more he walked here, the more he felt that he was in a small town in China, and even really felt like it was. Going to the fair in a certain town, I can occasionally hear those Chinese with local dialects.

After turning around again, Ye Chen went back to the hotel. It was already more than six o'clock in the evening.

Gu Ling should be resting at this time. Ye Chen is going to go to the hotel restaurant for dinner first, and then give her a meal at that time. He will go to the medicinal material shop and ask the doctor Zhao to pack another set of medicinal materials. , And then decoct the soup, let Gu Ling drink it.

In Ye Chen's opinion, as long as Gu Ling drank three doses, he was guaranteed that he would not have symptoms similar to dysmenorrhea.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

He just sat down when the waitress came over and asked.

"Do you have Cantonese food? I want to eat Cantonese food."

"I'll ask the chef."

The waitress left for a few minutes, then came back and said, "Sir, the chef here can cook Cantonese food."