Unlimited Fishing System

Chapter 506 Dragon Slayer Sword
At 07:30 in the morning, Li Hao arrived at Jiangzhou Hospital.

The check-in time was eight o'clock in the morning. He left early and arrived half an hour earlier.

On the first day of internship, the impact of being late is not good.

When he came to the hospital, he asked around and found the Department of Gastroenterology.

Near eight o'clock in the morning, Li Hao knocked on the door and walked into the department director's office.

A few minutes later, Chen Liang, director of the Department of Gastroenterology, looked at more than a dozen interns, said a few words with a smile, and then asked the five attending doctors of the Department of Gastroenterology to come over to accept the newcomers.

The attending doctor Zhang Dong said, "You three, follow me."

Li Hao and the other two interns followed each other.

"Look more and think more, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Dong urged.

Jiangzhou Hospital is a well-known third-class hospital in the East, and the requirements for doctors are getting higher and higher.

The three newcomers in front of them are all college graduates, so the probability of staying is almost zero.

Destined to be a stranger with him, the chance of becoming a colleague is close to zero, so Zhang Dong doesn't want to talk to him.

Almost all the doctors and nurses in Jiangzhou Hospital are from Jiangzhou Medical University, and he has the same school and teacher friendship with him. If it was not for his own reputation and the face of the teacher, he would not bother to talk nonsense.

"Yes, senior." Zhen Jian and Han Yu nodded in response.

"Yes, Doctor Zhang." Li Hao nodded.

"Director Liu will make rounds later, you go and see with me." Zhang Dong said.

"Yes." The three of them agreed.

A few minutes later, the four of them followed the chief physician Liu Yuanhai to each ward.

Li Hao, who has mastered extraordinary acupuncture, now feels like a hero is useless.

He felt that he had the dragon sword for nothing, but he had no chance of actual combat.

Even if he was asked to take action to treat the disease, he was not sure. He didn't know the specific cause of the disease, and random injections would easily lead to problems.

After a wave of experience, I returned to Zhang Dong's office and started doing odd jobs.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach pain."

"This is the checklist, you go and check it first."

"Where does it hurt?"

"No days"

"You go to check first."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach hurts badly."

"You go to check first."

One morning, Zhang Dong made a lot of checklists.

Hospital business is booming, and inspections have to be queued.

In the afternoon, each patient walked into the office one by one with the test results.

Li Hao stood at the door, beckoning each patient to come in.

When a patient goes out, he calls another patient in.

Although there are monitors to arrange numbers, people are also needed to maintain order.

Perhaps in Zhang Dong's eyes, he was the one who helped maintain order.

After a busy day and clocking in after get off work, Li Hao left alone.

After eating and taking a shower, he was lying on the bed, holding a medical book and reading it.

When I was in the hospital during the day, I learned very little.

Only by constantly enriching himself can he become a real miracle doctor, a miracle doctor who earns countless money and cures countless diseases.

After reading medical books for more than two hours, Li Hao secretly pondered the acupuncture techniques in his mind.

"It's almost ten o'clock, go to bed, so as not to be late tomorrow."

The alarm clock rang, I dressed and washed, went out to have breakfast, and drove to the hospital.

Zhang Dong was not invited to dinner yesterday, Li Hao became a goalkeeper again.

Standing at the door, greeting the patients, the day passed away quietly.

It's not that he doesn't understand the world, but that he has no money.

He was born in an orphanage, and he only has 2000 in his card. Where can he have money to entertain guests?

Rent needs money, utilities need money, phone bills need money, car rides need money, and living expenses also need money.

One month's rent costs 800 yuan, and all the money in his card is used to pay the rent, which is only enough for more than three months.

The interns in Dongfangguo rotate one department every week, and then they are assigned to a certain department for internship.

There are only two countries in Qingyun Star, one is the Eastern Country and the other is the Western Federation.

Qing Yunxing is very similar to his previous life, but there are many differences.

After going around in circles, Li Hao was assigned to practice in the rehabilitation department.

There are more than a dozen departments in Jiangzhou Hospital, and the doctors and nurses with the lowest rank have the lowest income in the rehabilitation department.

There are exceptions to everything. Chief physicians and experts in the rehabilitation department earn more than doctors at the same level in many departments.

Li Hao, who was assigned as an intern in the rehabilitation department, was rewarded by the system again.

"Looking, hearing, asking, and cutting to achieve extraordinary, this skill is too good."

"Am I more suitable for studying Chinese medicine?"

Abandoning messy thoughts, Li Hao began to think about Chinese medicine in his free time.

Zhou Hong, an expert at the rehabilitation center, looked at the acupuncture books in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Li, do you still read Chinese medicine?"

"Mr. Zhou, I found that many methods of Chinese medicine can help patients recover. When I have nothing to do, I plan to learn more." Li Hao replied solemnly.

"Indeed, in terms of recovery methods, Chinese medicine is much better than Western medicine." Zhou Hong nodded, and said again: "Can you understand this book on acupuncture and moxibustion?"

"I don't know either." Li Hao pretended to be stupid and asked the other party some questions.

"Xiao Li, your acupuncture theory is much better than mine." Zhou Hong asked, "Do you want to be a graduate student of Chinese medicine?"

"I have no money." Li Hao shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Hong asked curiously.

"I grew up in an orphanage," Li Hao said in a nutshell.

"If you are willing to take my postgraduate entrance examination, the tuition fee will be waived, and you can also practice in the hospital, how about it?" Zhou Hong asked.

"Old Zhou, this?" Li Hao hesitated.

Zhou Hong, who cherished his talents, asked directly: "I just ask if you are willing."

"I am willing." Li Hao quickly agreed.

"Very good." Zhou Hong nodded with a smile and said a few more words.

With Zhou Hong's help, Li Hao became a graduate student at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jiangzhou Hospital.

In Qingyunxing, learning Chinese medicine is different from learning Western medicine. Learning Western medicine requires various examinations.

To learn Chinese medicine, you only need a master. As long as the master is strong enough, you can recruit them specially.

Wang Wen Wen Qi and Acupuncture and Moxibustion have both reached extraordinary levels, and Li Hao mainly studies medicinal materials.
I usually practice in Jiangzhou Hospital. In my spare time, I read the classics of Chinese medicine given by my teacher.

The monthly internship salary is more than 2000, which is enough for his living needs.

Compared with the nurses and doctors in the program, the internship salary of more than 2000 is not worth mentioning.

Nurses with establishments, even if they are at the local level, have a monthly income of more than 1 yuan.

Hong Zhou is a professor at Jiangzhou University and a rehabilitation expert at Jiangzhou Hospital.

The one-year internship ended quietly, and with the help of his teacher, Li Hao officially joined Jiangzhou Hospital.

"Xiao Li, what are you going to do with this patient?" Zhou Hong asked.

"He has severe rheumatism," Li Hao said clearly.

"He still has a tumor?" Zhou Hong was stunned.

"The location of the tumor is here." Li Hao pointed to the patient's stomach.

Zhou Hong opened a list and asked the patient to go for an examination.If the patient has no tumor, he is willing to bear the examination fee.

More than an hour later, Liu Bo, in his fifties, returned to the office with the checklist.

"How did you find out?" Zhou Hong asked curiously.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, and questioning, and the patient's complexion is not right," Li Hao explained.

"Doctor, do I really have cancer?" Liu Bo's expression changed.

"If it is discovered early, it can be cured by taking some traditional Chinese medicine." Zhou Hong said with a smile.

"Really?" Liu Bo was dubious.

"If you don't believe in Chinese medicine, you can go for surgery." Zhou Hong didn't care.

"Teacher, how about I give him a few needles first?" Li Hao said boldly.

"As long as the patient has no opinion." Zhou Hong said with a half-smile.

"I agree." Liu Bo said without hesitation. The other party is young, but he can see his cancer at a glance. Obviously, the other party's medical skills are very good, so why not try it?

"Then I'll treat rheumatism first." Li Hao brought a box of silver needles, sterilized them, inserted them into each acupuncture point, and turned the silver needles from time to time. Half an hour later, he pulled out all the silver needles one by one.

"It's so comfortable." Liu Bo moved his body, feeling both surprised and happy.

"Xiao Li, can you cure his tumor with your acupuncture?" Zhou Hong asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)