It was Xu Fuqiang who shouted, "Here they come."

Everyone quickly dispersed to make way.

Two middle-aged men were sitting on the long bench. They were Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao. Both were regular employees of Spring Winery, and both were in their 40s or 50s. They had been dealing with loess for many years, and their faces had long been tanned into a simple loess color.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on that honest face. There were no tears in the eyes of both of them, but they were bloodshot from enduring the pain.

When men reach a certain age, they seem not to shed tears in front of outsiders. Even if it hurts, they will endure it for fear of embarrassment.

Mr. Zhou walked forward, touched it twice, and realized that it was just a simple dislocation and could be repositioned.

He looked back at the group of people he brought with him, and after a moment of inner struggle, he asked the two people in front of him, "Hello, I brought a group of students to the farm to study. They are all medical students who graduated this year. I wonder if you two can let my students give it a try?"

Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao took a look at those young faces and nodded without hesitation.

"Every doctor has no experience here. Come and try. I'm fine."

"So can I."

After getting the consent of the two, Zhou Zheng looked up at the group of people he brought with him, "Does anyone dare to try?"

At this time, a boy and a girl stood up decisively.

Although they have left school, they still habitually call those who taught them teachers.

"Teacher, I want to try."

"Teacher, I want to try it too."

Zhou Zheng waved his hand and asked them to come forward.

This was not the first time for the two to treat people. They had come into contact with many patients when they were interning in the hospital.

The girl touched it and looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "Teacher, it must be dislocated. The longer the dislocation lasts, the greater the impact on blood supply. It needs to be reset as soon as possible."

The boy also said: "This one is also dislocated."

Mr. Zhou nodded and gave them a positive answer: "Yes."

The two young men immediately performed the reduction exercise. They had learned these exercises many times when they were in school and had also encountered them in the hospital, so it was not a difficult task.

After just a few clicking sounds, Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao's dislocated arms were reconnected.

The girl said, "Try moving your arms."

The two tried to move their arms. The arms that had been weak and painful just now could now slowly make a circle without any problem and returned to normal.

Uncle Wen immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "You are great, little girl. You cured me in no time."

"This boy too, good job, my hands can move now."

Uncle Wen said enthusiastically, "Hey, you guys just came today, why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight? I'll ask my wife to make a few more dishes for dinner."

The girl smiled embarrassedly and looked at the teacher.

Mr. Zhou said, "You don't have to be so polite. I have to thank you two for giving the children a chance."

At this time, Aunt Liu, who had been standing nearby, squeezed out from the crowd.

"Doctor, my arm has been hurting for the past two days. Can you help me take a look? I have to work every day and I have children to take care of at home. If I go to the hospital, I won't know if I can be cured even if I spend money to see a doctor. You can just take a look at me. No matter what happens, I will bear the consequences myself."

She spoke directly, not hiding her intention of just taking advantage and getting free medical treatment, and she didn't mind being a tool for these students to practice.

Zhou Zheng was still hesitating.

The girl looked at Mr. Zhou and asked, "Teacher, can I?"

Because it is a Chinese medicine clinic project specially approved from above, it cannot be considered as practicing medicine illegally.

Moreover, with him around, he can only treat minor illnesses and pains at most. If you have serious illnesses and pains, he will definitely advise you to go to a big hospital for treatment.

These medical students are not new graduates who know nothing. They have all interned in the hospital for at least one year, and usually stay in the hospital during the winter and summer vacations.

Moreover, those who can pass the written test and interview and be included in the preliminary list of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall are not without real abilities.

Take the girl who stood up for example. Her family has been practicing medicine for four generations, and her grandfather is a famous old Chinese medicine doctor. She has been influenced by him since she was a child. She originally wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but because she had a high fever on the day of the examination, she failed the examination. So she passed the examination and entered the reserve list of the Chinese medicine hall.

The girl stepped forward, took the man's pulse normally, and then pinched it.

This pinch was accurate, and Aunt Liu cried out "ouch, ouch" twice, "Child, Auntie, it hurts right here."

"You're suffering from overstrain. Take some rest and don't do any heavy work these two days. I'll give you two acupuncture needles." She had been immersed in a traditional Chinese medicine environment since she was a child and always carried tools with her, but she still told her plan to Mr. Zhou and only gave him the acupuncture needles after getting his consent.

When the needle was being inserted, many workers who were helping were also eager to try.

"Doctor, can you help me take a look? I have been having foam in my urine lately."

"Doctor, my waist has been hurting these past two days."

"Doctor, it rained a while ago and my kneecap hurts."

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Everyone rushed up.

In the village, people usually endured any illness or pain they could. If they couldn't endure it, they would go to Xu Fuwen's clinic to get some medicine.

Now everyone has moved to Dongyang, but it's still the same. No one will go to a big hospital unless it's a serious illness that cannot be tolerated.

Some people, by the time they reach this age, may have visited a major hospital no more than they can count on their fingers.

Moreover, many people don’t even pay for medical insurance.

Xu Qingzhi has paid social security for those who come to help on the farm now, and taught them how to use the medical insurance cards. There is money in the cards, and they can pay directly at pharmacies supported by social security. There is also a free reimbursement limit of 1,200 for outpatient treatment every year.

But people are still too lazy to go to a big hospital, and some people even say: It's not a serious illness, and going to the hospital will scare you into getting sick.

Now, there are doctors coming to the farm. No matter whether these medical students have experience or not, it would be a waste if they don’t see them for free.

Even though Mr. Zhou was in charge, he still kept a sense of proportion. He would treat minor ailments that could be solved, but if the illness was serious, he would go to the hospital for a detailed examination. This was a good opportunity for the children to accumulate experience.

Nowadays, Chinese medicine practitioners not only prescribe Chinese medicine, but also combine Chinese and Western medicine in a reasonable way. The necessary examinations must still be done. As for the old Chinese medicine practitioners who can diagnose the condition by taking the pulse, such old Chinese medicine practitioners are still rare.

Seeing more and more people coming, Elder Zhou waved his hand and said to the people in the room: "If you have any minor ailments, you can come and see me. Except for the charge for the medicinal materials, the consultation is free. We will arrange a specific time for everyone to see you later, and let Qingzhi notify you."

In this way, the growing crowd finally dispersed.

The group of fledgling medical students who were surrounded were rescued.

Xu Qingzhi brought the person back to the villa area.

There were not many people, only seven in total, three men and four women, each living in a separate building according to gender. Old Zhou lived in a separate building, and Zhou An wanted to live with her, and Xu Qingzhi followed her.

Xu Qingzhi was not convenient to go to the boys' side, so he accompanied Zhou An to settle the four girls. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a girl say, "Sister An, this faucet seems to have no water."

The cell phone in Xu Qingzhi's pocket just happened to ring.

He is the person in charge of the construction department.

"Ms. Xu, the excavator was not careful just now and damaged the water pipe. We will deal with it as soon as possible." (End of this chapter)