As soon as I got to work in the afternoon, the patient who came to see infertility a few days ago suddenly came. The second time was Song Hongguo who checked her, and the inflammation was under control. She prescribed traditional Chinese medicine to regulate her body, both taken internally and washed externally.

After she left, Xu Xianghong said with emotion, "I don't know why she thought about it. From the look on her face, it's likely that she was beaten. Unless she can really conceive, this kind of thing will be inevitable in the future."

Song Hongguo said, "Even if it can be cured, it will take three months at the earliest to see the effect."

Xu Xianghong smiled helplessly, "I know, it's just that it's not worth it for a woman. I work hard all day long, and take care of a big family. Just because I can't have children, I become a sinner."

Song Hongguo frowned and pondered, "We still need to do more publicity in this area. Even if it's useless for a while, it may change this situation to some extent in the future."

She was about to write a few articles in her spare time, but she was called away by Dean Zhang.

The training program for standardized case writing was officially launched, organized by Dean Zhang, and taught by Song Hongguo. In order not to affect the daily work, only one person was selected from each department to participate, and they took turns to study until all were in place.

The training was arranged in the conference room, with about twenty people, Song Hongguo basically didn't know each other, they were from all age groups, when she entered, they all stared at her.

Now, she's a celebrity her size.

She is not afraid, regardless of what others think, she can teach as she should, and she has memorized more than 20 norms. According to the different diseases that each department is responsible for, the content will be more or less different. Changes, but the basic requirements are the same, she focuses on the general direction, and then explains the subtleties one by one.

When someone asks a question, she answers it, her attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and she is not angry when someone makes harsh remarks to find fault, she is calm and calm, and doesn't take the other party seriously at all, which makes those jumping people feel very shameless.

The system is very puzzled, "Why are you so good-tempered?"

Song Hongguo said, "The most powerful way to fight back against such a person is to ignore him and completely ignore his existence. It will make them feel much more uncomfortable than scolding them."

The system still disagrees, "Why do I feel that if I don't meet each other right away, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart? Before, when you pissed off Qi Meishu and those strange patients, it was so satisfying and enjoyable."

"That's different." Song Hongguo explained lightly, "I cleaned up Qi Meishu and those patients more for the sake of establishing my prestige, otherwise who will listen to me in the future? How can I carry out my work? But these people who come to attend the lecture It's different, I basically won't deal with them in the future, and they can't threaten me enough, but they just have a few sour words. If I catch someone, how can I hang around in the hospital? I'm not a fighting cock! This kind of senselessness It's not worth wasting saliva at all."

The system understood, and couldn't help but praise her, "Emotional intelligence is quite high, you can be a life mentor, and it just happens to complement my male god in the future."

"Are you implying that your male god has a low EQ?"

The system was busy making up, "That's not it, my male god is pure, simple, and straightforward, do you understand the truth? You just have too many twists and turns..."

"Ha ha……"

When I got home from get off work, the two little guys had already cleaned the kudzu root. When Song Hongguo saw the weight of more than 100 kilograms, she felt a little distressed about her wrist. How much effort and effort would it take to chop it up and mash it?
Compared with her sad face, the two brothers were much more active and enthusiastic. After eating, they began to urge her to do it. She was in charge of chopping with a knife, and the two of them smashed it with a stone mortar. Come on, it's still a little cold in April, but in the end, I'm so tired that I'm sweating. No one thinks it's hard work.

Seeing this, how could Song Hongguo be lazy?
After all the chopping was finished, she was the one who smashed it. After all, they were stronger than the two of them. After nine o'clock, they were busy lighting the lamp and cooking oil, and finally they all came out. Thinking of the follow-up, they couldn't take a breather, so they continued to toss , filtered over and over again, reluctant to waste a little kudzu powder, and finally couldn't squeeze out anything, so I threw away the smashed slag.

Looking at the murky water in the jar, Song Hongguo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lexus asked uncertainly, "Is that all right?"

Song Hongguo nodded, "Settling overnight, then changing the water tomorrow morning, two or three times, the kudzu powder at the bottom of the tank is almost rinsed, and it can be eaten after drying."

Hearing this, Lexus began to look forward to the morning.

Song Hongguo didn't look forward to it, she just wanted to make the night longer so that she could sleep for a while, but the biological clock was fixed, and when it was five o'clock, she would open her eyes, wanting to pound the bed in frustration.

The first thing she did after getting up was to be urged by Lexus to look at the jar. After a night of precipitation, the water and arrowroot powder had basically layered. The sticky powder is only half a palm thick, and when it dries, it can weigh about ten catties, which is not a waste of work.

Added a few more buckets of water, stirred it again, and waited for it to settle again.

Ling Zhi felt at ease, and seeing that it was still early, he discussed with her to plant yams. Song Hongguo was convinced by his hardworking and unwilling to waste a moment of work. Open up wasteland outside the gate.

Along the roadside, if the stretch of land is tidied up, it will be dozens of meters long and three to four meters wide. If they are planted with yams, they will probably be able to harvest a lot in autumn. Song Hongguo imagined the beauty of the harvest, and used To support her energy, she wore a pair of white line gloves, and first cut off the messy vines and branches with a sickle. She didn't move the thicker mulberry trees and jujube trees, but only cleaned up the short and thin ones. It's easy to clean up, and I was thinking about picking mulberries and jujubes to eat, and I dug them all, what a pity.

Just busy with this, an hour or so has passed.

The rest can only be continued after get off work.

On the way to work, the system suddenly said, "You haven't paid much attention to videos recently."

Song Hongguo said indifferently, "Isn't there you? Since I opened my eyes, you have started filming, and you are almost in time for the live broadcast. Why should I worry about it?"

The system said with a guilty conscience, "Didn't I want to shoot more material and edit it to make the content richer and more interesting? Hehe, it's different from the live broadcast. The live broadcast can interact with the audience, and you ignore them, not even a comment." Come on, many people say that you are cold and inhuman."

Song Hongguo didn't take it seriously. The current mall is very much to her liking. It has a wide range of products and almost meets all her requirements. The search function and rental service are also enabled. As for the live broadcast, it is optional for her. Only the system is thinking about it all day long.

The only thing she is still thinking about at the moment is the hope that one day the space will be bigger. Well, to be more extravagant, it would be perfect if she could also summon the spirit spring.

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