Chapter 482 My husband asked me to make coffee for his mistress (3)

The little girl shook her head. "No, this is the first time."

"The rash isn't too bad, let's take the medicine first."

"If you want to have any tests done, you can do them, and then I'll prescribe the medication."

The young girl and the woman who accompanied her were quite surprised. Don't all people at the hospital get tests done?

Why would someone prescribe medication right away? Doesn't that affect her performance record?

"Then prescribe the medicine."

Ning Yan: "Have you had your allergies checked?"

"I checked, and I'm allergic to potatoes."

"Yes, you must not touch anything that you are allergic to, otherwise you will feel even worse."

Do you have a history of drug allergies?

The little girl shook her head, and Ning Yan skillfully wrote out a prescription on the computer: Jin Chan Antipruritic Capsules, Loratadine...

"Scan the QR code."

The girl took out her phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and the total amount was 193.7 yuan.

"Turn left after you leave the house, go to the outpatient pharmacy to get your medicine, and I'll tell you the dosage when you come back."

The mother and daughter quickly went to get the medicine.

Ning Yan called for the next patient.

Most of the patients who come to her clinic have skin rashes, allergies, or tumors. Sometimes she also performs minor surgeries, which are quick and easy, requiring no hospitalization.

The original owner lacked self-confidence. In the past, she would arrange various tests for patients who came to see her. Over time, even the nurses who registered patients in front of her thought she was skilled and would arrange for patients to be referred to other doctors' clinics.

But Ning Yan's doctor's visit was exceptionally efficient today; even the nurses at the door noticed the difference.

At noon, I ate some dumplings outside the hospital—thin-skinned, generously filled, freshly made and cooked. In the afternoon, I continued seeing patients. Apart from a minor skin cosmetic surgery, nothing particularly special happened.

I finished get off work at five o'clock quickly. After changing my clothes, I came out and was stopped by Dr. Luan from next door. "Xiao Ning, my car broke down today. Can you give me a ride? Just to the subway station. I saw you drive here this morning."

Luan Yue, female, 32 years old, attending physician in andrology.

It's normal for a car bought for five thousand yuan, which may have been owned by who-knows-how-manufactured people, to have problems.

Ning Yan: "Sure, where do you live?"

Luan Yue gave her the address; many doctors at their hospital had bought houses nearby, since it was convenient for commuting to work.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Luan Yue. Her family is not local. She used to work at a public hospital and after five years she barely managed to save enough for a down payment. Naturally, she bought a house near the public hospital.

However, the monthly mortgage payments put immense pressure on her. Just then, New Century poached talent, offering nearly a 50% raise in salary and benefits. So, she decided to switch jobs, which meant her workplace was now much farther away.

"I'm going to the mall anyway, I'll just take you home."

Luan Yue laughed, "That's a good deal for me. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"I don't eat in the cafeteria. At the very least, you have to order me some handmade dumplings from the place near our hospital."

Luan Yue: "Then you're at a loss. This is a luxury car. The gas cost alone is more than two pounds of dumplings."

"I drive a luxury car, why would I care about a little bit of gas money? Let's go, Dr. Luan!"

Luan Yue hadn't had much contact with Ning Yan before. They both worked in their own clinics, greeted each other every day, and occasionally attended parties together. Luan Yue always felt that Ning Yan had a faint sense of distance, but that feeling disappeared today.

What are you planning to buy at the mall?

Ning Yan: "I don't like my old clothes anymore, I want to change my style."

The two talked as they walked and soon arrived at the parking lot.

Luan Yue got into the passenger seat.

The car slowly drove out of the hospital.

"You know, everyone in our hospital knows you married a big CEO, but what do you do? You ride a little electric scooter to and from get off work every day. A lot of people gossip about you behind your back, saying all sorts of things. I just think you're being unreasonable."

Ning Yan: Isn't it just that she can't see things clearly? It's okay, she can see things clearly.

"Back then, I wasn't very skilled at driving cars, and electric scooters were agile, so I didn't have to worry about traffic jams."

"Aren't you worried about traffic jams now?"

Ning Yan said, "I've come to terms with it now."

Her reaction amused Luan Yue. "So all your excuses about traffic jams are just that? I thought you were serious."

Ning Yan laughed, "I live in a villa area. There's really no traffic jam here. The only traffic jam is in front of the hospital."

The two talked all the way, and in the end, Luan Yue decided not to go home and simply accompanied Ning Yan to the mall.

Ning Yan prioritizes comfort when buying clothes. She looks at the cut, style, and fabric, and once she finds her size, she buys it.

Luan Yue looked on with envy, "I knew that the lives of you rich people are different from those of us ordinary people, but I never expected them to be this different."

She would glance at clothes with several zeros after the price tag and then run away, while others would just swipe their cards without even looking.

The key point is that she estimates that after shopping around the mall, Ning Yan's trunk might not be able to hold everything.

"I only bought a lot today; I've never done this before. Does this mean I have to replace all my old clothes?"

She picked up one at random and held it up in front of Luan Yue, saying, "Try it on, this one should suit you."

When Luan Yue saw the price, it was over seven thousand, and she quickly shook her head, "Forget it, if I buy these clothes I'll be eating dirt this month."

Ning Yan: "Why would I make you pay for something I let you try? Go ahead, it's a gift for you."

Luan Yue, clutching the clothes, suddenly became stiff. "That won't do. How can I take your things?"

"Who said you got it for free? Didn't you offer me an emotional price? Don't worry, I specially picked out the regular version for you, it's not expensive, go try it on and stop dawdling."

This store usually sells clothes for five or six figures, so it's really not easy to find clothes that cost seven or eight thousand.

In the end, Luan Yue couldn't refuse the invitation and went to try it on. It suited her perfectly, and Ning Yan paid the bill for her.

The two browsed around the shoe store again, and apart from a few pairs of beautiful high heels, she bought all flat shoes suitable for doctors.

Ning Yan bought everything she needed, from the inside out and from top to bottom. She treated Luan Yue to dinner before taking her home.

It's almost nine o'clock now.

"Why don't you just stay here for the night? Anyway, you have everything you bought today. You can sleep in the guest room. My blankets and sheets are all new and unused."

Her apartment had three bedrooms and a living room, and it was indeed very clean. Ning Yan didn't refuse; after all, no one cared whether she went home or not.

"Alright, then I'll take my leave."

She went downstairs and got pajamas, underwear, toothbrush, toothpaste, towels, and bath towels. She washed and dried everything that needed washing. Luan Yue was worried that her daughter wouldn't know how to do these things and had planned to help, but it was completely unnecessary.

"By the way, our hospital has a few spots for further training. Aren't you planning to try and get one?"

Ning Yan took out the dried underwear and pajamas: "I don't even know when I resigned, so what's the point of further education?"

Being a doctor is a novel experience for her, but she can't be sure when that novelty will wear off.

"Didn't you say you don't know when that will be? So what's wrong with taking some further education?"

Ning Yan remained noncommittal. "And you, are you going or not?"

“I went there last year and got promoted when I came back, but it won’t be my turn this time.”

Oh, by the way, I have some face masks here, they're only a few dozen yuan a piece. Would you like one if you don't mind?

"I'm getting old, if I don't take better care of myself, I really won't be able to find a partner."