Song Yi

Chapter 89 Strange Things
Lin Qingdai applauded Du Wenhao's suggestion after hearing Du Wenhao's suggestion.He decided to discuss with his neighbors about buying a house and land the next day.

To run a hospital in ancient times, Du Wenhao was not sure whether this method would work, he hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Let's not buy a house or land first. Let's renovate the current yard first. Don't invest too much at one time. If the patients don't want to stay for a doctor, it's not a waste of money, and the money will be trapped."

Lin Qingdai smiled and said, "Our class has already detained six patients, all of whom are critically ill. Which one said no?"

"This is not."

"That's right, the courtyard of our hall is too small, and now the six patients are already quite crowded, and Sha Pang and Wu Cong have to make the floor, and there is no place to store the medicinal materials, so it must be expanded.

Now our business is not good, and the few families in the backyard are also poor people. It is easy to negotiate the purchase of land and houses at this moment, and the price is not too expensive. There is nothing to lose when you buy it and renovate it.

When our business is good, people can just sit on the ground and raise the price, and we have to spend a lot of money to buy it.

Therefore, if you want to buy, you have to buy now, book a good scale, and buy it all at once. "

"Well, it makes sense, you still have business acumen!"

Du Wenhao first drew a design drawing of the hospital. Of course, this hospital is mainly engaged in surgery. The main building is the inpatient department, which is divided into two parts: general ward and isolation ward. The isolation infectious ward is separated by a courtyard wall.

Based on the population of the county and the surrounding towns, the two roughly estimated the number of patients who might stay in the clinic every day, and determined the number of wards to be built.Figure out how many houses should be bought.

Once a hospital is established, of course there must be nurses, but Xue Feier and Pang Yuqin are always assigned to be nurses, and they are exhausted to death.

Besides, it is not convenient for the two unmarried girls to do a lot of nurse work, such as catheterization, body hair removal, and nursing care for diseases involving the urinary system.

It is best to hire a few middle-aged rural women who are hardworking, single and have no worries, and who are not too feudal.

Lin Qingdai said it was easy to handle, and she would come to find someone when the hospital was about to be repaired.

It was already late at night when the two discussed it.

Lin Qingdai was very happy, she asked Du Wenhao to undress and lie down, gave him a massage and massage herself, and waited for him to fall asleep comfortably before going back to rest.

When Lin Qingdai rolled over and got out of bed, she suddenly noticed that the underside of Du Wenhao's pillow was slightly bulging, and a touch of pink silk was exposed. There seemed to be embroidered words on the corners, but it was so wrinkled that it couldn't be seen clearly.

Out of curiosity, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to find that the word "Meier" was embroidered on the silk corner.

Lin Qingdai frowned slightly, and fell silent.

Yingzi came over and took a look, then whispered:
"Ma'am, who is this Meier?"

Lin Qingdai shook her head slightly, stuffed the silk silk back under the pillow, and said lightly:

"Go back to sleep!"

The two went out quietly and closed the door.

Early the next morning.

Du Wenhao woke up, stretched long, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. He couldn't think of where the fragrance came from for a while, so he sat up and looked around, and finally found that the fragrance came from the silk wrapped under the pillow. hydrangea.

He wondered if Lin Qingdai and the others had seen the hydrangea. Although there was nothing shameful about it, it was still not good, so he decided to hide the hydrangea.

Open the medicine box and stuff the hydrangea in the corner of the medicine box.

On this day, Du Wenhao, Lin Qingdai, and Pang Yuqin discussed the idea of ​​purchasing the following properties to expand the hospital. Pang Yuqin heard that it was Du Wenhao's opinion, so of course he agreed.

At present, Du Wenhao is doing consultations in the clinic, and Lin Qingdai is responsible for things such as expansion and purchase of houses.

At noon, Du Wenhao went to the county government office to treat impotence with acupuncture and moxibustion for the magistrate of Zhuang County, and then came back to continue the consultation.

In the afternoon, Lin Qingdai came back happily. Everything was in order, and she only paid a price slightly higher than the normal house price. She bought the houses of several families needed in the backyard, and did not spend a total of 300 taels of silver.

The next step is to ask craftsmen to repair the fence and renovate and build inpatient wards according to the design.It will take some time, enough for Lin Qingdai to be busy.

On the third day, among the four children suffering from gas gangrene, three of their wounds recovered well, their body temperature dropped to normal, and their minds became clear again.

Only Yan Miaoshou's son, Baby Piedao, and Zhou Bukuai, had a persistent fever and remained unconscious.

In particular, Yan Miaoshou's precious son, Liaodao, still has a high fever and is insane, which keeps the hearts of the two families in suspense.

What puzzled Du Wenhao was the injury of Yan Miaoshou's son. Several households who were infected with the epileptic child also received the same medication. Why did the child's condition improve obviously, but Yan Miaoshou's son did not? Those who didn't know thought that he held a grudge and deliberately refused to cure it.

If you think about it calmly, it may be because Pimple is much younger than epileptic children, and is usually spoiled and spoiled, picky eaters, and has poor resistance, so the disease is severe and it takes a long time to recover.

As for Detective Zhou, Du Wenhao could only resign himself to his fate, because he had been ill for the longest time, and he was already in a critical situation of serious systemic infection during the operation.

After the debridement, there was no obvious sign of improvement for the past few days. Detective Zhou's wife cried until her eyes were swollen, while Detective Zhou's father sighed and thought about how to prepare for the funeral.

Du Wenhao was also very anxious. He was doing consultations in the front hall, but he was worried about the lumps in the back hall and the policeman Zhou. He took the time to run back to have a look, thinking about what to do, but he couldn't think of a good way.

Since the false accusation lawsuit, the reputation of Xu Sihai's Renyi Hall has plummeted, and word of mouth has spread that they are not benevolent, and the number of people who go there to see a doctor has dropped significantly.

The business of Jishitang, which does not charge money, is still booming, and the number of patients coming to Du Wenhao's Wuweitang has increased significantly. Although it is not as good as Jishitang, it has surpassed Xu Sihai's Renyitang, and its business is better than other pharmacies. It replaced Renyitang and became the second largest drug store in the county.

It's just that there is only Du Wenhao as the doctor in the hall, plus two assistants, Xue Fei'er and Pang Yuqin.Sometimes I'm too busy to eat.

Early morning on the fourth day.

Du Wenhao followed up with a few patients who stayed in the clinic, but the two sons of Zhou Zhoukuai and Yan Miaoshou still did not get better. He was very depressed, but he couldn't find a good way.

The two long benches in the lobby are already full of people waiting to see a doctor, and there are still people squatting at the door. Du Wenhao has set up a registration queuing system, and there is no need for everyone to compete, just wait patiently.

When Du Wenhao was treating an old man, a young woman who looked like a servant girl came in outside the door. She was dressed in a frivolous way, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and kept flapping her other hand in front of her nose, showing a disgusted expression. , twisting his waist and walking in front of Du Wenhao:
"Hey! Are you Du Langzhong?"

"That's right, what's the matter, girl?"

"I'm Jian'er, a servant girl in Mianchun Garden. Our mother told me to ask you to go to the garden to see a doctor!"

The woman took out an ingot of silver from her sleeve, about five taels, and slapped it on the table, "Here! This is the consultation money!"

Du Wenhao glanced at her sideways, wondering why this girl spoke so aggressively, and asked, "Your mother? Who is it?"

"Hey——! Mother Dragon of Mianchun Garden!"

Du Wenhao groaned, remembering how a few days ago on his way to see a doctor in Zhuangzhi County, he passed by Mianchun Garden, and was thrown a red hydrangea ball by the girl named Meier in Chunlou, he couldn't help blushing a little, and asked:

"What happened to your mother dragon?"

"Of course I'm sick, why don't I invite you to do something? Drink flower wine for free? It's a good idea!" Jian'er pursed her lips in disdain.

Du Wenhao became a little angry. It turns out that not all women in ancient times were dignified, virtuous, and well-educated. This kind of conceited little sister can be found in any dynasty. This woman is a brothel maid, and she grew up in that environment. Don't expect her to How elegant.

Holding back his breath, he snorted coldly, turned around and pointed to a stack of papers on the counter:

"See a doctor and get a number, wait in line!"

"Yo? A charlatan who has some skills to pull you up? Let me tell you, in the eyes of our mother dragon, you are just a grasshopper, and you can step on several with one foot!"

Jian'er grabbed the ingot of silver and slapped it in front of Du Wenhao:

"Hey! Didn't you see it? Five taels of silver! Isn't that enough to invite you to the doctor? Visit the doctor! Follow me immediately! There is a sedan chair waiting at the door!"

Du Wenhao was furious. Seeing that she was just a girl, he held back and said coldly:
"I'm sorry, girl, we have to queue up for outpatient visits. After you get your number, I will go out to see you when I get your number.

Moreover, in principle, only those who are seriously ill and unable to walk will be seen.

For general illnesses, if it is not an emergency, please ask her to come in person. You see, there are so many patients waiting in my hall, and some of them are more urgent. What should the patients do when I leave?
Be considerate of each other, right? "

"Be considerate? Can they compare with our mother dragon?"

Jian'er turned his head and took a look at the sickly patients sitting on chairs waiting to be seen, and slapped his palms violently a few times.
"These dirt hats, let them wait! It's okay to die, - ouch! It stinks! What a smell!"

"Girl!" Du Wenhao's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Don't you know how to respect others? Don't you know what politeness is?"

"I don't understand!" Jian'er grabbed the ingot of silver and shook it in front of Du Wenhao,
"I only know that it's called silver! Money can make ghosts turn mills, and it can also make you run errands! - Five taels! When did you go to the doctor and received five taels of consultation fee? Isn't it enough? I'm wordy here What, let's go!"

Jian'er slapped the silver heavily in front of Du Wenhao again.

Du Wenhao glanced at the silver ingot, and said coldly: "You really don't know what is polite?"

"Do not know do not know!"

Du Wenhao grabbed the ingot and threw it on the street outside the door with a bang: "If you don't understand, take this ingot and find a private school teacher to teach you first, and then invite me to see you!"

Jian'er was stunned: "You! You!"

Xue Feier, who was on the side, had already been pissed off hearing this, and applauded when she saw this, "Good throw! How many stinky money do you think is great?"

Wu Cong, the clerk at the counter, also smiled and said, "That's right, isn't their Mianchun Garden just a lousy kiln, what's the point of selling them?"

"You! You wait!" The maid stomped her feet in anger, and ran out to pick up the ingot of silver, but was caught by a few beggars on the street corner, and ran away like a little mouse.

"Stop! That's my money! Stop!"

The maid yelled and chased after her all the way.

The patients in the hall roared with laughter.

(End of this chapter)