Of course the regiment headquarters approved it. We have to take care of everyone, including our families. The soldiers have needs, and the military region must of course try its best to meet them.

After all, it's free medical treatment, and they can arrange their own travel expenses and accommodation. The regiment doesn't spend a penny, so why not do it?

Song Yun: I am a beast of burden, right?

Two days after the free clinic was scheduled, some of the patients' families had already checked into the guesthouse, and more family members would arrive in the next two days, which would definitely not delay their trip to the award ceremony for participants in Beijing three days later.

In order to reduce Song Yun's burden, the regiment headquarters asked the medical team to send two more people to provide free medical services.

Shaoquan originally wanted to do it himself, but unfortunately it was his turn to be on duty, so he could only let Gu Laotou and Qin Meng do it.

The guesthouse was not far from the family compound, so Song Yun simply set up the free clinic on a large open space outside the supply and marketing cooperative in the family compound, allowing the soldiers to bring their families to the family compound for medical treatment.

The April breeze is cool yet warm, and the sunshine is just right, making it perfect for outdoor activities, such as free medical consultations.

Three desks were lined up in a row, and a doctor's name was posted on each desk: Gu Yanwen, Song Yun, and Qin Meng.

Both Gu Laotou and Song Yun are Chinese medicine practitioners. When treating patients, they emphasize the principles of listening, asking and feeling. A small wrist pillow, a pair of silver needles, and paper and pen for writing prescriptions are all their tools.

Qin Meng brought a lot of things, including a blood pressure monitor, a thermometer, a stethoscope, alcohol cotton balls, basic knives, scissors, gauze, a small hammer and other instruments, which filled a medicine box and spread out on a table.

Before the three of them sat down, soldiers and their families hurried over.

The young soldier went straight to Song Yun's desk and moved, but the old man who was being supported refused and insisted on moving to the old man's desk.

The old man subconsciously thought that such a young girl, a ignorant girl, could not possibly be better at medicine than the old Chinese doctor with gray hair.

The soldier couldn't persuade the old man, so he could only take the old man to the old man's side and cast an embarrassed and apologetic look at Song Yun.

Song Yun smiled, not thinking it was a big deal. It was just normal. Back when she and her teacher went to the village for free medical consultations, there was a long line in front of her teacher's table, while her own seat was deserted. She was used to it.

The situations of several patients who came later were the same. The soldiers wanted to take the patients to see Song Yun, but the patients insisted on seeing the old man. Especially when they saw that there was a queue for the old man's seat, while no one was interested in the seats of the two young girls, they became more determined.

The old man was checking the pulse of an old man who looked impatient and muttered something indistinctly. After checking, he said to the soldier who was accompanying the old man, "Take him to Doctor Qin to measure his blood pressure."

The soldier was about to agree when the old man frowned and said unhappily, "I came to you for medical treatment, why did you bring me over there? Do you have something against me? Don't you want to see me?"

The old man resisted the urge to roll his eyes and patiently explained, "I suspect your blood pressure is a little high. Doctor Qin has a blood pressure monitor. Please take it first and come back after you're done."

The old man sat still and said, "What are you measuring? What can that thing produce? Please take a look at it for me. I feel dizzy."

"You feel dizzy because of high blood pressure. I need to measure it to determine how high it is before I can prescribe medicine for you. Hurry up and don't waste time." The old man was anxious when he saw the long queue on his side.

The old man was a stubborn ass, he just wouldn't give in. He even raised his eyebrows and yelled at the old man, "You're wasting my time. I came all the way here to see a doctor, stayed in a guesthouse, and ate at a state-owned restaurant. I spent so much money, and you still dare to complain that I was wasting my time?"

The old man was speechless. "What does it have to do with me that you're staying in a guesthouse and eating at a state-owned restaurant? Is it my fault that you're sick? Was it me who invited you here?"

Well, the old man was in a good mood today. He didn't get angry and still had some patience. He said to the old man, "I don't think you're wasting my time. I just want to..."