Yang Cheng's hands have been killing people ever since he graduated; he's forgotten that he almost became a doctor.
Yang Cheng was quite unfamiliar with the hands that had killed countless people being used to save someone.
However, Yang Cheng still knew some basic things like observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. At least he had a stethoscope, which could help him determine the condition.
"Sir, you have recently been suffering from liver yang hyperactivity, phlegm retention, and kidney yin deficiency. You need to pay attention to rest and exercise, and go to bed early and get up early."
I have a prescription here. After you get the medicine, take it once in the morning and once in the evening, and your symptoms should improve.
Yang Cheng took out paper and pen, and wrote down a prescription in a crisp and efficient manner, handing it to a slightly overweight wealthy businessman in front of him.
The experienced doctor at the clinic took the prescription, looked at it, and then took the wealthy man's pulse. He nodded in satisfaction.
Actually, the fat landlord didn't have any major health problems, except for some high blood pressure.
It's no wonder that someone who lacks exercise, stays up late doing accounting, and has a greasy diet has high blood pressure.
Therefore, Yang Cheng prescribed him only mild and nourishing medicines.
This kind of illness is about avoiding mistakes rather than seeking merit, and the experienced doctors at the clinic were very satisfied with Yang Cheng's caution.
Being a doctor is not easy. Some apprentices are young and ambitious. Once they graduate, they want to show off their abilities, so they are extremely bold in prescribing medicine. They like to use strong medicines in order to achieve quick results and show their skills.
In reality, traditional Chinese medicine treats the root cause of illness, which is inherently slow to take effect. Using strong or potent medicines in a hasty manner can lead to problems.
Yang Cheng is so young, yet he is so measured in his actions, which makes the old master very satisfied.
"My name is Zhong Minzhi, and my family has been running this clinic in the city for generations."
However, now that they are getting older, their apprentices couldn't stand the poverty of this small town and went to big cities like Beijing and Shanghai.
Young man, your skills are solid; it would be wonderful if you were willing to work at my clinic.
Perfect timing, you can come work in the evenings, then I can finally get a good night's sleep.
Of course, you can also call on me if you encounter a medical condition that you can't resolve.
You can rest during the day, or if there's nothing else to do, you can watch from the sidelines and help with getting the medicine.
As for the salary, as you can see from my clinic, we don't even have an apprentice to dispense medicine, so it might be a bit low.
"Only 10 yuan a month, I wonder if you'd be willing to accept that?"
Yang Cheng quickly replied, "Mr. Zhong, you're too kind. Of course, I'm happy to oblige."
My name is Yang Cheng. I just arrived here and unexpectedly lost my wallet. I haven't eaten all day.
So, I was wondering if it would be possible to get an advance on ten days' or two weeks' worth of wages to tide me over?
Zhong Minzhi chuckled and said, "Of course, that's no problem."
As he spoke, Zhong Minzhi took out ten silver dollars and gave them to Yang Cheng.
A young man who is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine, and who seems well-mannered and well-educated, would certainly not run away with him for ten dollars; otherwise, he would be wasting his skills.
Having finally received the money, Yang Cheng first ate two baskets of steamed buns to ease his hunger.
Zhong Minzhi's clinic was located in the center of the small town, right next to the bustling market, so Yang Cheng saw many reincarnators passing by while sitting in the hospital.
No matter how impressive they are at night as they fight each other and slay ghosts, they are utterly pathetic when they lose their power during the day.
Perhaps because the person who was beaten for grabbing steamed buns had become a negative example, everyone else was much more obedient this time and chose to earn money honestly.
Some reincarnators with strength go to the market to carry heavy loads or pull carts in exchange for a full meal.
Some pretty girls can earn a living by joking around with the vendors.
Yang Cheng even saw a charming woman in a cheongsam singing on the street, singing "Night Fragrance," which really had the feel of a Shanghai songstress.
Of course, some people are quite cunning.
For example, not far from the clinic, Yang Cheng saw an old Taoist priest setting up a stall to tell fortunes.
The old Taoist priest was dressed in a gray Tang suit. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He was thin and frail. When he wasn't smiling, he had a somewhat otherworldly air about him, but when he smiled, he looked rather lewd.
If it weren't for the fact that the other person was wearing Li-Ning shoes and a Xiaomi bracelet on his wrist, Yang Cheng would have thought he was a native of this world.
The old Taoist priest somehow produced a white cloth with the following written on it:
Analyze Yin and Yang to determine the Five Elements, and observe the sun and moon in your palm.
Measure the feng shui and survey the six directions, grasp the universe within your sleeve.
Horizontal scroll: Proficient in everything.
The old Taoist priest was very arrogant. At this moment, he was closing his eyes and feeling the bones of a plump young woman, looking completely satisfied.
"Madam, your luck has been a bit off lately. If I'm not mistaken, there's an ominous sign about you!"
The young woman was immediately startled: "Then how should we, Master, resolve this?"
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, his face enigmatic, and said, "I have a technique that can dispel ominous signs, but madam, your fortunes are volatile. Even after removing the ominous signs, there will still be two major setbacks."
Yang Cheng watched the old Taoist priest swindling money and taking advantage of people with a speechless expression. He thought to himself that there were all sorts of strange people in the cycle of reincarnation, and there was even a reincarnator who was so old.
During the day, Yang Cheng sat at the entrance of the clinic and observed the reincarnators coming and going for a long time. When Zhong Minzhi was free, he chatted with him for a few minutes, trying to find out the details of this small town.
Unfortunately, there was nothing to be gained.
This small town is so similar to the one Yang Cheng had in the Golden Sky Building.
It was as if they were isolated in this world, but the people in this world did not feel that they were the only ones there.
To the locals in Zhong Minzhi and other townspeople, they had lived in this town for generations, and some of them even went to big cities like Beijing and Shanghai to make a living. There were no ghosts at night, and everything seemed peaceful and serene.
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