Medicare

There are thousands of changes in people's pulse, and every time Xiang Ange feels his pulse, he is concentrating on it. Although he is no longer the fledgling kid in the past, his earnestness has not changed.

Naturally, Xiang Ange would not notice that his appearance made Wei Ping's heart itch, but before he could take advantage of it, Qiao Yicheng stood behind Xiang Ange, looking at him coldly.

Wei Ping rubbed his nose, and retracted his thoughts out of self-indulgence, but he understood in his heart that Du Zicheng was definitely not joking just now, and he probably couldn't touch this person.

Wei Ping is not a person who can't figure it out. Although he feels that Xiang Ange is very suitable for him, he still lays there obediently waiting for his examination.

Du Zicheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, he was really afraid that this guy's sperm would get in his head.Since Xiang Ange is old Bian's apprentice, how could he let him hook his fingers like those little stars to get started, don't be punished severely before he even tasted the fishy smell, besides, the old man When people are handed over to him, he always sends them back whole.

Xiang Ang frowned, and said, "Let me see with another hand."

Wei Ping stretched out his hand obediently, and when he looked down, he saw the slender fingers on his wrist, which looked very powerful, and he couldn't help but sighed regretfully in his heart.

After a while, Xiang Ange put down his hands, glanced at Weiping, and said, "Have you been to the brain surgery department for examination?"

Wei Ping was taken aback, and then said with a smile: "Hey, little doctor, what do you mean? Are you saying that I have a mental illness? Hey, I said that you are not authentic, we are patients, and your words have caused me a lot of pain. Psychological damage."

On the other hand, Qiao Yicheng frowned slightly, looked at An Ge and said, "No, when he came in, he said that his leg hurts, so he only did a leg examination."

In fact, they didn't find anything wrong with it at all, and Wei Ping was a noisy person, even Du Zicheng himself thought that Wei Ping had nothing to do to play around.

Xiang Ange said: "I suggest doing a careful head MRI first to see if there are any unclear shadows in the brain."

The meaning in these words was that Wei Ping could hear it, his face changed suddenly, and he slapped his thigh and shouted: "Damn, I must have brain cancer! No wonder not only is my right leg aching faintly these days, Even the appetite for eating is not very good, I am dying soon."

Xiang Ange couldn't laugh or cry, he felt that it was a waste for this person not to write novels, he was about to speak, when Wei Ping took out his phone over there, he didn't know whose number he dialed, and he opened his mouth with a series of national curses, Finally, he said harshly: "Now that I am dying of brain cancer, you are happy. Yes, let me tell you Zhang Yuanzhao, you forced this out, and I have become the heroine of Korean dramas!"

After Wei Ping scolded, he didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty at the moment, and fell on the bed as if he had been drained of strength, hugging the pillow and trying to cry, it looked really pitiful.

Of course, Xiang Ange was stunned by this series of observations, and now he had the opportunity to say: "I said, I just asked you to go for an examination, who said you have brain cancer."

Wei Ping's eyes were red, and now he wiped away his tears, jumped up and said, "Isn't it? It's not brain cancer, what kind of brain do you want me to see?"

Then he thought about whether this little doctor is reliable or not. Thinking about it this way, he felt a little stupid, how could he be diagnosed with just one sentence, and quickly said: "Yeah, maybe you misunderstood It's over."

Xiang Ange was even more speechless, so he could only ask, "Have you suffered a head injury in the past six months?"

Wei Ping was taken aback, trying to recall, but in the end Du Zicheng couldn't see it anymore, nodded and said, "About four months ago, this guy had a car accident and had a concussion at the time, but he went back without any major problems, and he hasn't had a recurrence since then." .”

When Wei Ping heard this, he said again: "Little doctor, you are amazing. You all know this. Could it be that I am not brain cancer, but the aftereffect of a car accident? Just tell me how long I can live, is it three months?"

There was nothing wrong with Xiang An Ge, Du Zicheng couldn't take it anymore, glared at him and said, "You never finish, listen to him before you speak, really feel that your life is too long, don't you?"

Weiping made a zipper gesture, shut up anyway, and only had time to explain to Ange: "It's not brain cancer, but it is indeed a sequelae of a car accident. I suspect that there is a residual blood clot in your brain, maybe I didn’t notice it at the time, maybe it happened later, and it has already caused pressure on the nerves in your legs, giving you the illusion of leg pain. As for your poor appetite, it may just be that you are in a bad mood.”

For a moment, Wei Ping's expression was very strange, and there was a bit of liking for being in a desperate situation, and a bit of unspeakable distress, and finally turned into a sigh, looked at the phone he had just smashed, and spread his eyes. Liao spread his hands and said: "I have this problem, is it a big problem?"

Xiang Ange said: "This issue depends on the follow-up. Some blood clots can be absorbed by the human body. Even if there is oppression now, it may heal after a while, but if it deteriorates, things in the head, then It can be big or small."

Du Zicheng glanced at Wei Ping, and said directly to the head nurse, "I'll make an order, and you can take him there for an examination."

Naturally, the head nurse didn't refuse to agree. After Wei Ping blatantly followed, Du Zicheng looked at An Ge seriously for the first time, smiled for a while, and said, "As expected of Mr. Bian's closed disciple, there is indeed a Some skills, at least the skill of feeling the pulse, there are not many people in our traditional Chinese medicine hospital can match."

But no, not only has his own experience in checking Ange's pulse, but also has the bonus of the Lucky Bead, so there are almost no problems that can be avoided.But at this moment, he said modestly: "It's just a little more careful, in fact, as long as he has an examination, his illness is not difficult to find."

However, those who have leg pains usually don't think of going for a brain examination first, right? Wei Ping is Du Zicheng's friend, so he is also somewhat grateful to Xiang Ange for this, so he simply said: "Success, this time I count it as my trust." I fell, and I have to thank you for discovering it in advance, otherwise this guy will be crazy all day long, with something in his head, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future."

For patients, Xiang Ange has always been tolerant, so he said indifferently: "It's good if you can treat it in time, how about it, do you still have doubts about me?"

Du Zicheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you become you, don't embarrass me anymore. Anyway, you are much better than me. No wonder the old man sent the message himself. Let's go, I'll take you to the consulting room, later After taking the schedule, I have to do coolies from the day after tomorrow.”

The two were walking down when a man ran in panting, grabbed Qiao Yicheng, and asked anxiously: "Where is Wei Ping, what's the matter with him? He has brain cancer and is dying. Who is this trying to scare?" Woolen cloth."

Seeing the person coming, Du Zicheng's face was not very good-looking, he pushed him away, and said indifferently: "None of your business, go back where you came from."

The face of the visitor was livid, as if he was about to get angry, and he seemed to have a bad temper, but he suppressed it for some reason, and instead asked, "Where is Wei Ping, where is he?"

Qiao Yicheng's temper was also not very good, he snorted coldly and said: "I don't know, you are not the best at all, go find it yourself, anyway, you won't die for a while."

The man's expression became even uglier. He glanced at Du Zicheng coldly. After all, he didn't bother here. Instead, he went to the nurse's station to inquire.

Du Zicheng glanced back, said with a sneer, "Who are you pretending to be?"

After saying this, Qiao Yicheng really didn't care about it, and walked away with Xiang Ange. Xiang Ange was puzzled, but until he left the hospital, although Qiao Yicheng's expression was not very good, he never cursed again.

Xiang Ange took the schedule, looked at the working hours above, secretly thought that Dean Du was really rude, before Mr. Bian said to keep him busy, Dean Du really filled his time. Fortunately, the doctor also has a rest, otherwise he would really be a coolie.

When I left the hospital, it was still too early, so I thought about it with Ange, and then I drove in the direction of Jin'an Company, planning to have lunch with Mr. Jin. He went to Jin'an once, well, he only went to Jin'an once in general, and he went there on weekends to get familiar with the environment.

When they arrived at the gate of Jin'an, the dedicated front desk girl stopped him directly and asked, "Who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

It was only then that Xiang Ange realized that now generally large companies need to make an appointment to enter and leave, and they have to record information and so on. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Gong Zijin's number.

The other end was quickly connected, and Gongzi Jin's voice came over: "Ange, what's the matter?"

"I'm at the entrance of the company, and I want to meet you for lunch." Xiang Ange glanced into the company. Jin'an is developing rapidly now, occupying three floors of this building, and this floor is full of ordinary employees , each one seems to be busy.

When Young Master Jin heard this, he was surprised. After thinking about it again, he knew that Xiang Ange was rarely free, so he said, "Wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Gong Zijin said to the others in the conference room, "Wait a minute."

After saying this, the senior executives in the meeting room saw their boss rushing out, and brought a person in after a while.

Xiang Ange also realized that he was in a meeting, and suddenly said awkwardly: "I should say hello to you before I come back, am I disturbing you?"

Young Master Jin smiled and said, "Is there still time for the boss to inspect, let's go, I have to take you to recognize the person."

When Young Master Jin led Xiang Ange into the meeting room, he met a group of people looking at him. The only one who knew Xiang Ange was Young Master Jin's special assistant, Yu Yihua. good."

Xiang Ange had never seen such a scene before, so he was inevitably a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he was used to seeing big shots, so he didn't look petty.

Young Master Jin asked him to sit down beside him, and then said: "Everyone must know that besides me, this company also has a major shareholder, and this is our Xiang Ange, the major shareholder."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people present were a little surprised. They all knew that the company still had a shareholder, but in their opinion, this shareholder had never appeared before. Maybe it was used by those high-level executives as a protective umbrella. Jin's identity is not a secret, who knows if there will be some big shots involved, looking at it now, Xiang An's appearance is only in his early twenties, he is really surprised.

However, those who can do this to this level are all good people. Don't worry about what you think in your heart at the moment, you are full of enthusiasm on face, not to mention that Gongzi Jin has always been the same in the company, and he also shows that he attaches great importance to this shareholder.Based on this, they dare not show the slightest disrespect!

Young Master Jin turned his head and smiled at Ange, and said, "Now I'm talking about the company's development forecast for next year, just so you can listen to it, and Qingxin Medicine also takes part of it."

Xiang Ange originally planned to wait outside, but after hearing this, he had no choice but to continue to sit down.

The meeting lasted for almost two hours, and the person in charge of each project would come forward to give a presentation. Most of the time, Gong Zijin listened attentively and only occasionally asked questions.However, Xiang Ange found that as long as he asked a question, he would see blood for a while. It can be found that the people in this meeting room admire and respect Young Master Jin from the bottom of their hearts.

Most of the content was vague to Anger, especially in some unfamiliar industries. Most of the data seemed to him to be just lines. Only when he mentioned related industries occasionally did he cheer up. Listen, but let him develop pills, he is good at it, and when it comes to business, it's not that kind of material at all.

After the meeting was over, Xiang Ange left with Young Master Jin, and Young Master Jin asked, "How is it, isn't it boring?"

Xiang Ange smiled, and said sincerely: "I think you are very powerful. If I were to come here, it would probably be a mess."

Young Master Jin was not modest, and said with a smile: "There is a specialization in art, and if you ask me to study pills, it will be a mess, and I'm afraid they will all become poison."

Xiang An Ge smiled, and said unavoidably: "You recited the prescription to me at the beginning."

Young Master Jin was slightly taken aback, and thought to himself that I remember those prescriptions because you recited them countless times in my ears in the last years, but you said: "You just know how to recite it, it's all on paper."

Before he could say anything more to Ange, he asked again, "What do you want for lunch?"

Looking at the office to An Ge, it was probably lunch time, and there were not many people at the moment, he thought for a while and said, "Why don't you eat in the company cafeteria, just eat something simple, otherwise you have to rush back in the afternoon. "

When Young Master Jin heard this, he didn't object, and said with a smile: "Then, let's go, let you also experience how good our staff canteen is."