Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 590 The medicine cabinet is covered with dust and there is no disease in the world!

Now people from various villages have come to him for treatment, and they have strong factual evidence.

That's advertising at its best.

"This is really a great thing. In the future, you don't have to travel far to see a doctor, and you can enjoy the treatment of a big hospital."

"Miraculous Doctor Zhang is really the lucky star of Baishi Village. Every time he does something, it will be of great benefit to the villagers of Baishi Village."

"That's right, Dr. Zhang runs a hospital. We can rest assured that we will come here to see him when we get sick in the future."

All the patients present said one by one.

Baishi Village Hospital, it doesn't cost much, and it can cure diseases quickly, so of course it is everyone's first choice.

After complimenting and chatting for a while, everyone left.

Zhang Fan came to the infirmary, what are these old things still doing here?
Of course, you have to make room for the young people to be alone.

A few minutes later, the entire infirmary became empty, only Zhang Fan and Han Jing were left.

"Brother Xiaofan, why did you suddenly come to the infirmary today?"

After everyone left, Han Jing asked seriously.

Zhang Fan is not the kind of person who would go to the infirmary for nothing.

"Isn't this the Qihuang Thirteen Needles that I taught you last time? I only taught you half of it? I want to teach you the rest."

Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing dumbfounded, what does this girl's eyes mean?
surprise?

Didn't I just come to the infirmary?
As for?
"Yeah."

Mentioning the thirteen needles of Qihuang, Han Jing was obviously much more excited.

She pulled Zhang Fan involuntarily and walked to the mannequin.

"I'll take a look at the first six stitches."

Standing aside, Zhang Fan looked at Han Jing who had already taken out the silver needle and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Han Jing readily agreed.

Pinching the needle with two fingers, the posture is standard, it can be seen that you have practiced hard.

When dropping the needle, he was decisive and full of confidence.

First of all, it is among the people and the little merchants, and one-sixth of the silver needles are dropped.

Then Yinbai and Lingliang dropped a third of the silver needles.

Six stitches, 1 minute.

And there is no problem whether it is the position or depth of the needle drop.

"good very good."

Zhang Fan praised with great satisfaction.

He knew that Han Jing would practice alone, but he didn't expect that although the first six needles could not be said to be proficient, they could definitely be called proficient.

Obviously hard work.

"Brother Xiaofan, am I very good?"

Han Jing looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, asking for credit for herself, like a child with a perfect score in the exam.

Zhang Fan immediately gave a thumbs up and nodded repeatedly.

"Quiet is indeed the most powerful."

"Then I will teach you the remaining seven stitches today."

Zhang Fan straightened his face, took the silver needle, and dropped it directly on the mannequin.

But this time.

Zhang Fan began to twist the needle slowly.

"Seven-needle buccal car eighty percent, nine-needle Laogong ten upper stars, eleven Quchi fire needle strong, twelve perineal no-busy, thirteen tongue bottom in the center."

At the same time as the needle was dropped, Zhang Fan read the essentials of Qihuang Thirteen Needles.

Drop the last seven stitches in a row.

Then he looked at Han Jing and said, "You are very clear about the acupuncture point where the needle was dropped, but the last seven needles are completely different from the first six needles."

"That's the way to enter the body."

This time, Zhang Fan twisted the needle slowly instead of submerging directly.

"I know this. The acupuncture points are different, and the way the silver needle enters the body is also different."

Han Jing replied with a smile.

After all, she is also a medical student, and she still knows some basic knowledge.

"That's right!"

"For the remaining seven injections, you still need to practice hard. If you can be as proficient as you were with the previous six injections, you can perform injections on patients."

Zhang Fan smiled in satisfaction.

He can see that Han Jing's talent in acupuncture can be said to be extremely strong.

After she had mastered the Qihuang Thirteen Needles by heart, Zhang Fan was still thinking about teaching her other acupuncture techniques.

"I see."

Han Jing nodded obediently, and said, "Brother Xiaofan, can I teach this set of acupuncture techniques to others?"

"You mean Shi Yuan and Liu Xiao, right?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Han Jing with a smile, and said, "Of course, you can't cherish your medical skills. Only the more doctors who know it, can you treat more patients."

Strictly speaking, whether these acupuncture methods or the formulas of pills, they don't belong to Zhang Fan at all.

It is undoubtedly a great thing that it can be passed on and more patients can be treated.

How could Zhang Fan not allow Han Jing to teach others?

"Brother Xiaofan, you are so great."

Han Jing stared at Zhang Fan with starry eyes, full of admiration.

When she was in the medical school, those teachers were not willing to teach her unique skills.

I am afraid that the disciples will starve the master to death.

"As a doctor, if possible, the wish in my heart should be that the medicine cabinet will be dusty, and the world will be free from disease."

"My broom is self-cherishing, but it is cutting off the inheritance, harming others and benefiting oneself."

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled.

He doesn't think he's great, he just thinks he's done what he should do.

"The medicine cabinet is dusty, and the world is free from disease!"

Han Jing murmured and repeated this sentence.

What kind of great wish is this?
"Okay, treat the illness well, one day, you will understand."

"The infirmary will be demolished tomorrow, and then the hospital will be rebuilt. I think the construction period will not be too short."

"These days, you should practice Qihuang Thirteen Acupuncture well. When you feel that you are proficient, I will teach you other acupuncture techniques."

Zhang Fan patted Han Jing on the head, this time the new hospital is a long vacation for her, right?
After working for so long, I finally had a chance to take a break.

"Huh? Don't see a doctor anymore?"

Han Jing looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously.

It is a good thing to be able to rest, but in this weather, there are so many patients with fever and cold.

The infirmary in the village is closed, and everyone has to go to the town or the county seat.

Not to mention the high cost of treatment, we still have to go so far.

Not convenient at all.

"There's no place for you to see a doctor."

Zhang Fan replied dumbfounded.

Of course he knew Han Jing's worries.

But conditions do not allow it.

Han Jing was lost in thought.

"Brother Xiaofan, I think the infirmary can be temporarily moved to my home."

After Han Jing thought for a while, she made up her mind.

She looked at Zhang Fan expectantly.

"your home?"

Zhang Fan frowned.

Seems like a good choice.

Ever since Aunt Lin married Tang Wuye, Han Jing's house has been vacant.

If it is used as a temporary infirmary, it is indeed a good choice.

It will not only allow the villagers to have a place to see a doctor, but will not trouble Han Jing.

"feasible!"

Zhang Fan readily agreed.

After deciding to place the temporary infirmary in Han Jing's home, Zhang Fan turned around and called Wang Zongkui.

"Uncle Wang, let's enter the venue tomorrow, and complete the construction of the hospital in the shortest time possible."

Zhang Fan had no intention of urging Wang Zongkui.

But I also hope that the hospital can be put into use as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will definitely work on it day and night."

Wang Zongkui on the other end of the phone is making the final touch on Taohuayuan.

For Zhang Fan's request, he made the greatest guarantee.

Wang Zongkui also knew that the villagers in Shiliba Village were used to the existence of an infirmary in Baishi Village.

No one will be used to dismantling and rebuilding now.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

Zhang Fan thanked him before hanging up the phone.

According to the agreement with Wang Zongkui that day.

The drawings and the construction team were all produced by Wang Zongkui.

But the building materials had to be solved by Zhang Fan himself.

Taking out the mobile phone he had just put in his pocket, Zhang Fan called Liang Jianjun again.

Anyway, they are already old customers.

Zhang Fan cut straight to the point and said, "Boss Liang, I'm going to build a hospital in Baishi Village."

"It's about [-] square meters per floor. There are three floors in total. You can see how much material is needed. Please send it to Baishi Village."

Zhang Fan is not good at estimating building materials.

Professional things, leave it to professionals.

"Okay, Doctor Zhang, when you want it, I can arrange to take it out right away."

Liang Jianjun on the other end of the phone was overjoyed when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Fan.

"It is estimated that the work will start the day after tomorrow."

Zhang Fan pondered, the current infirmary is not big at all.

Wang Zongkui's construction team could dismantle all of them in a whole day.

"Okay! I'll arrange it, Doctor Zhang can just rest assured."

Liang Jianjun happily agreed and gave a guarantee.

"I'm sorry, Boss Liang."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Han Jing with a smile and said, "Everything is ready, I only owe Dongfeng."

"After the Baishi Village Hospital is built, we will quietly be promoted to the head of the hospital."

"Hahaha... looking forward to it, aren't you?"

Looking at the infirmary he had set up with his own hands, Zhang Fan felt a little bit reluctant.

but.

All of this is getting better, not worse.

What used to be an infirmary will transform into a hospital in the future.

That's a great thing.

"That's right, it's not!"

Han Jing shook her head shyly, naturally refusing to admit it.

It was this appearance that made Zhang Fan laugh out loud, and couldn't help pinching her pink cheeks.

Regardless of whether Han Jing expected the infirmary to become a hospital, and the doctor to become the dean.

These are imperatives.

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said heartily, "Let's go home."

this day.

Han Jing obediently locked the door of the infirmary and followed Zhang Fan.

Like a young daughter-in-law who just left the cabinet.

Under the setting sun, the figures of the two were stretched obliquely.

Leaning together is like one person.

……

the next day.

Many villagers were awakened by the sound of rumbling engines of excavators and bulldozers.

Just over an hour.

The infirmary that treated the diseases of many villagers in Shiliba Village has become a ruin.

The dust all over the sky is flying in all directions and will not disperse for a long time.

It seemed to be saying a final farewell to the infirmary.

"Xiaofan is really amazing. The infirmary was pushed, just to build a hospital for us, so that we can see and treat any disease in the village in the future."

"I don't know what blessings we cultivated in our previous life to be able to be villagers with Xiaofan."

"I don't know how big the hospital will be. Is there a shortage of cleaners? I want to clean it for free."

(End of this chapter)