"Can you speak now?"

Chu Nanzhou and Li Youfu asked the onlookers to move aside as the patient needed some space. Chu Nanzhou also opened the window a little so that the patient could breathe fresh air.

The middle-aged man nodded weakly.

The condition is not particularly good.

In terms of clinical experience, Sheng Kangning was a newcomer, so he was very serious when making a diagnosis. He asked questions in a gentle voice and listened patiently to the patients talking about their daily symptoms.

In her previous life, she also worked as a doctor in the field, but more often than not, Sheng Kangning’s role was the assistant of Dr. Zhou.

She didn't do that when she was seeing patients independently. Her job at that time was very simple. Dr. Zhou would diagnose and prescribe medicine for the patients, and Sheng Kangning's job was to dispense the medicine, which was equivalent to a pharmacy staff. She would only be pushed out when Dr. Zhou couldn't handle the problem. Sheng Kangning had some practical experience, but not much, so she was very cautious when seeing patients.

Chu Nanzhou got some brown sugar from someone, and brewed half a porcelain jar of brown sugar water with warm water. He handed it to Song Yunpeng. Song Yunpeng thanked his father while helping him up and fed him a small amount of brown sugar water. The patient felt better.

Sheng Kanglin asked the patient: "Uncle, do you want to eat something now?"

The patient shook his head.

He asked for a few more minutes.

The curiosity of the people watching around was gradually worn away, and many of them just sat back down.

Some people even muttered in a low voice, saying that this little girl asked all kinds of questions and didn't know how to do it.

Through the patient's description, Sheng Kangning learned that the patient's symptoms were frequent stomach bloating, dull pain, and loss of appetite.

This situation has been going on for more than twenty years.