In the past two days, the air pressure at home has been terribly low.
In fact, it's not that Guo Ming didn't want to tell Wu Yuanyuan what kind of person he used to be. However, these four words "I am a killer" were rolled over and over in my mouth, but I couldn't spit them out. In fact, after all, she may have her own worries.
What she was worried about was actually what to do if Wu Yuanyuan couldn't accept it and was afraid of her.
Between lying and concealing, she chose concealing.
In fact, it cannot be said to be an absolute concealment. She just wanted to take it slow first and find an opportunity to tell her slowly and bit by bit.
She wanted to wait, take it slow, and speak slowly. It's a pity that reality does not give her this opportunity. A visit from Liang Jili made her extremely busy again.
On the third day after Wu Yuanyuan started the cold war, Liang Jili visited Guo's Medical Center with two old men of about the same age.
Liang Jili understood Guo Ming's temperament and didn't make fun of him. After introducing the two professors from the city's College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he said straight to the point that he wanted Guo's Medical Center to cooperate with the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to build a designated internship medical center to help Bring some graduate students.
For Guo Ming, this matter is actually quite in line with her thoughts. She has been here for so long and found that the local medical situation is not optimistic. I don’t know whether it’s due to insufficient inheritance or simply not having those skills. Compared with Tianrongguo, the current level of Chinese medicine is really very different. Therefore, Guo Ming has always thought about preserving his skills, not for anything else but for inheritance.
Because of this idea, Guo Ming agreed immediately when Liang Jili came. I just didn’t expect that there would be so many graduate students coming to intern.
When the door opened at noon the next day, Xiao Zhang was startled by the scene at the door. How come there are so many patients with appointments? After asking about the situation, I found out that except for three patients who came by appointment, the rest were graduate students who came to study, a total of ten people.
Now that it was over, the small medical clinic suddenly became lively. Xiao Zhang followed Guo Ming's request and started making Shengmai herbal tea, which was modified from the ancient recipe of Shengmai Yin. It can nourish the lungs, nourish qi, nourish yin and promote fluid production. Unexpectedly, these brothers and sisters who came to study were all very proactive. While looking at the prescriptions left by Guo Ming, they helped weigh the medicinal materials and pour water to make tea. For a moment, Xiao Zhang felt as if he was a master.
Although there were ten people in the medical center at once, everyone was very conscious and took the initiative to find their own place. Some helped with hygiene, helped with organizing medicinal materials, and some who really couldn't find anything to do, so they came with them for consultation. While chatting with the patient, he helped take the pulse.
So when Guo Ming came to the medical clinic, he saw such a lively scene.
Speaking of which, most of these graduate students are about the same age as Guo Ming, and some are slightly older than Guo Ming, but everyone is very polite and starts to say hello to Guo Ming when they see him. There was no way, after all, Guo Ming was so popular in the traditional Chinese medicine circle in City A. These students often heard her name from their instructors. Coupled with her willful internet celebrity medical clinic, everyone felt bad about her. Friendly, yet deeply in awe.
The patients who came for consultation were also very happy to see Guo Ming's arrival. There was nothing I could do. I was caught by several young people chatting awkwardly for a long time, and everyone wanted to take a break.
Seeing so many people, Guo Ming was very indifferent. He nodded to say hello, then sat at the table and began to sit in the hall. When the students saw Guo Ming reaching out to check his pulse, they all stood aside quietly.
After a while, Guo Ming took the pulse of the aunt in front of him, and instead of writing a prescription in a hurry, he called a boy wearing glasses next to him and asked him to take the pulse too.
"What's your opinion?" Guo Ming asked when he saw him looking up after a moment.
"The pulse is as thin as a thread and beats weakly. It should be a deficiency syndrome." The boy turned his head and thought for a moment before answering.
"Not bad." Guo Ming nodded.
"It should be caused by deficiency of Qi and blood during childhood and various fatigue and fatigue." Seeing Guo Ming nod, the boy answered boldly.
"That makes sense."
"So we should supplement the deficiency and excess, and nourish blood and qi." The boy continued to answer.
"Looking, hearing and asking, this is the last step. Before I came, you should have talked with the aunt, what are your experiences?" Guo Ming continued to ask questions without comment.
Now everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
"When I was talking to Auntie, I believe you all noticed that the coating on Auntie's tongue was burnt, which was caused by stagnation in the stomach. But Auntie herself is deficient in both Qi and blood. Therefore, there is a mixture of virtual and actual conditions, so remember this when prescribing. , the method of clearing fire and eliminating it, warming and replenishing qi. Do not use bitter and cold medicines that can activate blood circulation and stimulate the circulation, so as not to violate the precepts of deficiency."
After explaining all this in detail, Guo Ming picked up a pen to write the prescription, and among the students standing on the side, someone immediately took it and started to take the medicine.
What happened next was undoubtedly the same. Each patient was treated as a teaching example, went through the process of taking pulses countless times, and listened to the explanations. Although this slows down the speed of medical treatment, everyone also understands that they can do a good thing by allowing students to learn more knowledge. So there was no one to rush me, I was holding the pulse-promoting herbal tea sent by the students, drinking it and waiting.
Every day that followed, Guo Ming worked in this state. I talk more every day than I did in the previous week combined. Sometimes there are so many patients that my mouth becomes dry and my time to get off work is postponed. There is no way, teaching is a lot of hard work, especially studying medicine, you must not be impatient, you should work slowly and slowly.
It's a pity that when I go home from exhaustion every night, it's hard to see Wu Yuanyuan's smiling face. Even if Guo Ming had nothing to say, Wu Yuanyuan would always ignore him or just respond briefly. This made Guo Ming very sad.
On this day, after seeing off the last patient with an appointment, it was already past nine o'clock when Guo Ming returned home. Wu Yuanyuan hadn't rested yet, but she was taking out her suitcase and packing her luggage.
"Yuanyuan?" Guo Ming suddenly became nervous when he saw her like this. He didn't know why his beloved girl suddenly wanted to pack her things.
"I'm going home for the short holiday next week. You go to work." Wu Yuanyuan paused when she heard her voice, and then said.
"Why do you want to go home suddenly? What's wrong with your godfather and godmother?" Guo Ming was still very nervous. He didn't know what Wu Yuanyuan was doing when he came home so well.
"No, don't think too much about it. It's just a ten-year reunion of our junior high school class. Come back in three days." Wu Yuanyuan originally didn't want to say it so clearly, but when she heard the nervousness in Guo Ming's voice, she couldn't help but make it clear.
"Okay then, I'll take you off when your flight arrives." Although Guo Ming didn't understand what a class reunion was, he could probably guess that it was a party, so he felt relieved.
"Okay." Wu Yuanyuan looked up at her and responded.
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Facts have proved that I am still too naive. . . . .
I thought I could do double updates. . . Unexpectedly, there were too many things to take care of. . . .
He broke his promise and gained weight. . .
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I will go out for about five days next week. I currently plan to save the manuscript, but it is just a plan. I will be busy all day tomorrow. It is estimated that the first update will only be in the evening. I don’t know how far the final manuscript storage plan can be carried out. . . . Anyway, I'll keep you posted. . . I hope everyone will stick with me and don’t forget me after a few days~~~~~crying~~~~