Meng Zheng's Dream

Although the clinic was not open for business for the first three days after taking the job, Mr. Dong was patient and not in a hurry. If there were no patients, he would find other things to do.

But he could sit still, while Yao Lin couldn't.

He invited Mr. Dong to come to the health center to take charge. First, to prepare for the opening of the military hospital next year. Second, he hoped that with the old Chinese medicine practitioner around, other young doctors could learn from him. Third, and most importantly, he wanted to solve the problem of the difficulty of seeing a doctor for the stationed soldiers as much as possible.

For these three points, firstly, it is still early, so we will not consider them for the time being; secondly, since Master Dong refused to accept me as a disciple, we will also put them on hold. Currently, we can only carry out the third one.

However, the soldiers in the army were already accustomed to seeing doctors they were familiar with, and no one came to see Dr. Dong. This was really frustrating.

Yao Lin was not a person who liked to sit and wait for death. After understanding the situation, he went straight to the staff at the registration window and told them that unless they were coming for a follow-up visit, other patients who were making appointments with traditional Chinese medicine doctors would be given priority to be arranged to see Mr. Dong.

So on the fourth day after Dr. Dong started working, he finally welcomed his first patient.

The other person started having diarrhea in the morning, and the condition became worse after breakfast. He went to the restroom three or four times, and his lips turned pale when he was sent to the health center.

After examining the patient, Dr. Dong confirmed that it was acute gastroenteritis. There are two main treatment methods: acupuncture and medication. The former is more effective but also requires Chinese medicine conditioning.

At that time, many people knew about acupuncture, but not many had ever had acupuncture done. After all, there were very few Chinese medicine practitioners who knew how to do acupuncture and dared to perform it.

Just like the other two Chinese medicine practitioners in the clinic, they had all taken relevant courses in school, but after working in the clinic for several years, no one dared to give acupuncture to anyone.

Not to mention acupuncture, they usually only dare to treat sprains caused by training with massage. However, an experienced Chinese doctor with superb medical skills can use acupuncture and massage to make people who are unable to stand up due to lumbar disc herniation stand up again within half an hour.

This patient had only heard of acupuncture but had never seen it in person, so when he heard that he was going to get acupuncture, he immediately looked distressed and asked, "Can I just take the medicine?"

"Okay, but it will take a little longer to take effect."

Because he was almost exhausted from the diarrhea, the patient felt his legs trembling while sitting. He half-lay on the desk, holding his waist, and looked up at Dr. Dong and asked, "How long will it take if it's slow?"

"Stop diarrhea for half a day, then drink porridge for two or three days."

The patient asked again: "What about the injection?"

"Acupuncture stopped the diarrhea, and combined with Chinese medicine and a light diet, it took two or three days to recover."

It is said that illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out. Although acute gastroenteritis is not a serious illness, the patient has already prepared to rest for a few days. He just hopes that the diarrhea can stop as soon as possible.

Hearing what Mr. Dong said, the balance in my heart immediately tilted towards acupuncture. After all, he is a soldier. Even if he has been in the army for a short time and has never officially been on the battlefield, he has had many bumps and bruises in training, so he is actually not that afraid of pain.

Thinking of this, the patient said, "Then... I'll give you an injection."

Dr. Dong nodded and asked Ye Min to prepare acupuncture equipment. At the same time, he asked the patient to lie on the bed next to the clinic.

Mr. Dong was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. In addition to medical skills, his ancestors also passed down books on traditional Chinese medicine and a set of golden needles. In the past few decades, Mr. Dong has never kept his skills to himself when saving people, and he has always used the set of needles passed down from his ancestors for acupuncture.

But he did not expect that after he was accused, the tools he used to save lives would become evidence of his guilt. The medical books and the set of golden needles were all confiscated by the red armbands and either burned or broken.

When he was sent down to Yun Province, he had nothing on him except two sets of old clothes.

Therefore, the acupuncture needles that Ye Min found were not the ones that Mr. Dong used to use, but the steel needles that Yao Lin managed to get after he agreed to join the health center.

The steel needle is very thin and has a sharp tip. It shakes by itself when you hold it in your hand.

Dr. Dong took out the needle, looked down for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled, opened his eyes and prepared to start. But just as he moved, he heard the patient say, "Wait!"

"What?"

The patient coughed twice, lowered his head and pointed at Ye Min, coughed twice and asked, "Isn't she going out?"

Ye Min certainly didn't want to go out. She wanted to stay and work with Mr. Dong just to secretly... ahem, learn. How could she give up such a good opportunity to observe? She waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I don't mind."

You don't mind, but I do!

The young patient on the bed thought to himself, but before he could say anything, he heard Elder Dong say sternly, "Alright, doctors don't distinguish between men and women, and I didn't ask you to take off your clothes, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about as a grown man."

The patient heaved a sigh of relief, but before he could breathe out, he heard Dr. Dong say, "Untie your belt and pull your pants down."

The patient not only did not unbuckle his belt, but also tightened his pants a little: "No, I don't need to take off my pants, right?"

Mr. Dong asked unhappily, "Did I ask you to take off your pants? Didn't you hear me say to pull your pants down?"

The patient uttered "oh" twice, slowly unbuckled his belt and buttons, pulled his pants down a little, and asked, "Is this OK?"

When Mr. Dong saw this, he didn't say anything. He just pulled his pants down a little bit, stopped at two inches below his hips and said, "Hold it!"

The young patient was stunned because his pants were pulled down unexpectedly. When he heard what Dr. Dong said, he reached out and pressed the waistband of his pants without thinking much.

Mr. Dong didn't say much and started the injection directly.

First he inserted the needle into Zusanli, then Neiguan and Qihai. His acupuncture technique was crisp and decisive, and he was gentle when inserting and rotating the needle. During the procedure, he did not forget to ask the young patient how he felt.

After three injections, seeing that the effect was not enough, Dr. Dong inserted the needle into the Tianshu point, two inches to the right of his navel.

After the acupuncture, the patient felt much better, so Dr. Dong stopped using moxibustion. He directly removed the needles and asked the patient to put on his clothes. He prescribed two prescriptions and told him to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

After writing the prescription and the patient left, Dr. Dong looked at Ye Min who was writing something on a notebook and asked, "What are you writing?"

Ye Min did not hide anything when he heard this. He handed the notebook to Mr. Dong and said, "Although the preliminary work of counting the amount of medicinal materials used has been completed, I think this method is good and can be carried out for a long time. In this way, we can flexibly purchase medicinal materials based on the amount of medicinal materials used in the previous month to reduce waste. So I took the initiative to record the patient's condition and the prescription you prescribed."

She paused and said, "Don't worry, I didn't remember the acupuncture process."

After reading Ye Min's record, Dr. Dong was a little surprised. Although the consultation process was not long, it took more than 20 minutes from the time the patient entered the clinic to when he left.

Ye Min could not only remember the content of his consultation and the results obtained 20 minutes ago, but also summarize it in concise and clear words. It can be seen that she not only has a good memory, but also has a good foundation in traditional Chinese medicine.

If he...

Stop! Mr. Dong stopped himself from thinking, returned the notebook to Ye Min, snorted and said, "Acupuncture is not something you can learn by just watching it for a few times. It's okay for you to write it down."

Ye Min certainly understood what Mr. Dong said. If acupuncture was so simple, why would the other two doctors in the health center who graduated from a serious medical university not even dare to try it?

But it doesn't take any trouble to remember it, in case she can impress Mr. Dong in the future and make him willing to accept her as his disciple.

Ye Min was dreaming and said with a smile, "Since you said so, I will also write down the acupuncture process?"

"Um."

…

Dr. Dong is a man of real ability. Within three days of opening, someone took the initiative to register for an appointment with him. After a week, people who wanted to see him started lining up.

Ye Min became busy and began to record data less promptly. She could only do it whenever she had time, and sometimes she had to wait until lunch break or after get off work in the evening to finish it.

Fortunately, she had a good memory. Based on the names and some details she wrote down during her breaks at work, she was able to roughly reconstruct the conversation during the diagnosis and treatment process after a few hours. She could then extract the key information and record it in her notebook.

Sometimes she can't remember something, but her family has many medical skills, so she can always find her memory by looking it up.

Ye Min shows these data to Mr. Dong once a week.

Dr. Dong didn't have much reaction when he first saw me, because there were not many patients who saw him that week, so Ye Min could complete the record work during the breaks between consultations, and the time difference would not exceed half an hour.

He knew Ye Min had this ability as early as when he saw his first patient, so he was not surprised when he saw her again.

But when he looked through Ye Min's notebook for the second time, he couldn't help being surprised, because they had already started to get busy this week, and he had noticed that she didn't have many opportunities to write during work.

In other words, most of these notes were completed by Ye Min after get off work.

He saw 50 patients six days a week, which means he saw at least eight patients a day. With so many people, the information received would be chaotic. Many doctors and nurses have been doing this for a long time and have become numb to it. They can't even remember how many patients they saw in a day, let alone what medicines they prescribed.

But Ye Min not only remembers the prescriptions she gave to each person, she also remembers the symptoms she gave to each person, and she would add her own thoughts after the names of some patients.

As he read his notes, Mr. Dong couldn't help but sigh. If he had met Ye Min a few years earlier, he would definitely have accepted her as his apprentice, but now... Mr. Dong shook his head and flipped through his notebook and asked, "After you finished taking notes, did you look back at them?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Min lowered his head and touched his nose in embarrassment, and said honestly: "I will read it when I have time."

After saying this, she glanced cautiously at Mr. Dong's expression, but there was no sign of joy or anger on his face, and he said nothing until he returned the notebook to her.

Ye Min and Director Dong had been working together for half a month and had a general understanding of his temper. When she saw that he didn't say anything, she knew that he definitely didn't object to her stealing his skills.

Yes, if Dr. Dong was really such a stingy person, he would never have allowed her to watch while he was giving acupuncture.

He was unwilling to accept a disciple, not because he wanted to hide his knowledge, but because he was hurt too deeply by his previous disciple and did not want to invest his efforts in another person. He also did not want his good intentions to be discarded.

Thinking of this, Ye Min became a little bolder and said, "Actually, when I was looking through my notes, there were a few places I didn't quite understand. Can you help me clear them up?"

Elder Dong frowned and asked disdainfully, "These diseases are not complicated, so why don't you understand?"

Ye Min did not make excuses for herself. She picked up her notebook and turned to the part that puzzled her. She pointed it out to Mr. Dong and said, "Like here, I have looked through medical books, but the prescriptions written in the books are not the same as the one you finally prescribed."

Seeing what Ye Min pointed out, Mr. Dong's expression softened a little, and he briefly told her the reason. Ye Min nodded as she listened, and after he finished explaining, she quietly exclaimed "So that's how it is", or asked with admiration "How did you come up with that idea?"

Mr. Dong is a human being and he also has vanity. He was flattered by Ye Min and was so flattered that he explained all the things she didn't understand without her noticing.

It was not until Ye Min put away the notebook that Mr. Dong remembered what he had just done and his face darkened slightly.

Noticing the change in his expression, Ye Min was not nervous, but smiled and said, "I didn't understand what 'listening to your words is better than reading for ten years' means before, but I understand it after listening to your explanation just now. Don't worry, Mr. Dong, I will read the records carefully after returning, and strive to do my best to know what you want as soon as you raise your hand, and be your right-hand man."

Although Ye Min's words were very high-sounding, Mr. Dong was not stupid enough to not see her little trick. But the reason she found was just right, which allowed Mr. Dong to deceive her, and her words were pleasant to the ear, so that Mr. Dong could not say anything unpleasant.

So he nodded vaguely, tacitly agreeing to what Ye Min asked him for advice.

Many things in this world have a second chance after the first one. In addition, Ye Min herself is a person who will "push for more". After getting Mr. Dong's tacit approval, when she encounters a problem that she doesn't understand and cannot be solved by flipping through books, she will no longer daydream like before, but will collect the questions and ask him when he is not busy.

Although Mr. Dong has a bad temper and will not ask a question twice after asking it once, on the other hand, as long as you don't bother him with the same question over and over again, he is very easy to talk to and will basically answer every question.

As time went on, although Ye Min and he were not officially master and disciple, they got along almost like master and disciple, which made Yao Lin very satisfied.

But no matter whether it was Yao Lin or Ye Min, neither of them mentioned the matter of becoming a disciple, because Master Dong was a good man in every other aspect except that he was very stubborn. If he said he would not accept any disciples, he meant it, and there was no room for negotiation.

When nothing was said, he could still teach Ye Min medical skills secretly, but if the matter of taking a disciple was mentioned, he would probably turn hostile. Not to mention teaching Ye Min, he might not even stay in the health center.

So even though you and I knew about this, none of the three of us would take the initiative to bring it up.

…

When people get busy, time flies by quickly. It seems like November has passed in the blink of an eye.

As December approached, the north wind blew even harder, but fortunately the temperature did not drop much, so it was enough to wear a long-sleeved jacket over a long-sleeved shirt.

Children need to wear slightly thicker clothes. Ye Min puts five layers of clothes on An An every day, and Meng Zheng also wears three layers of clothes at least every day. She forces him to wear a thin sweater every morning.

But children play games that involve a lot of jumping and sweating, and other children are generally very well behaved when they sweat, and they always wear clothes tightly even when they sweat. But Meng Zheng is different. After sweating, he always takes off his sweater when the teacher isn't paying attention, and puts it back on after school in the afternoon.

So within two days, Meng Zheng caught a cold, and Ye Min didn't learn about these things from him until he fell ill.

Ye Min felt angry and amused at the same time, but seeing Meng Zheng's red face and tears in his eyes, he finally held back his words of scolding. He and Meng Cheng each held a child, locked the door and went to Ding's house.

It was still dark at this time, and when they arrived at Ding's house, the couple were still asleep. They got up and opened the door when they heard the noise.

As soon as he came out, Qian Xiaoyun noticed Meng Zheng's abnormal expression and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Ye Min replied, "He has a cold. Meng Cheng and I are going to take him to the clinic for an injection. We sent An An to you in advance. Is Ding Yang still not awake?"

"You guys go and get dressed, hurry up, just leave An An to me." Qian Xiaoyun said as he reached out and hugged An An.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Yang also came out dressed, but Ye Min and his wife were in a hurry to go to the clinic. They just said hello to him and left, which made him a little confused: "What's wrong? Why are they in such a hurry?"

"Meng Zheng has a cold, so they took him to get an injection." Qian Xiaoyun said as she carried An An into the house and put her in the crib. An An whimpered twice, so she quickly shook the crib with her hands.

On the other side, Ye Min and his wife hurried and soon arrived at the clinic.

Because of the change of seasons, many people have caught colds recently, so the health center has specially arranged an early shift, and the doctors and nurses on the early shift have to arrive at six o'clock.

Ye Min and his team had just arrived at the work station when they entered the clinic. Qin Fang, who was on duty, had just changed her clothes and arrived at the clinic when she ran into them. The first thing she said was, "What happened to Xiao Fengzheng?"

"I have a fever," Ye Min replied, and then asked, "Is Doctor Liu here?"

Ye Min asked the doctor on the morning shift today. In fact, a cold is not a serious illness, and she can treat it herself. But the health regulations stipulate that except for Chinese patent medicines such as noon tea and summer heat relief and anti-inflammatory pills, other Western medicines and herbal medicines must be obtained from the hospital with a prescription from a doctor.

This regulation is mainly intended to prevent the situation where Li Wenxiu and his wife drugged Ye Min.

Many drugs look normal, but in the hands of people with bad intentions, they may become harmful drugs. Local health departments may not be so strict, but Director Yao and local leaders pay special attention to this aspect.

Although Ye Min knows medical skills, she is only a nurse. Even if she knows what medicine Meng Zheng should take, she cannot prescribe it and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

"I just saw him getting some medicine, he should be here soon," Qin Fang said, and then asked, "Why don't you wait for Doctor Dong to come and ask him to help take a look?"

Qin Fang asked this question not because she was concerned about Ye Min working under Dr. Dong. The clinic was small, so there weren't many twists and turns in the interactions between doctors and nurses. Besides, although Dr. Dong was a skilled doctor, he was not a military doctor and was old. Even if there was competition among doctors, it had nothing to do with him.

In addition, although Western medicine works quickly, it only treats the symptoms, while Chinese medicine treats the root cause and is more gentle. If you just go to an ordinary doctor, this may not be so obvious. But Dr. Dong is not an ordinary doctor, so now people who live in the area are more willing to see Dr. Dong.

Normally, Ye Min would have preferred to wait for Mr. Dong to come, but Meng Zheng was having a fever at the moment and couldn't wait any longer. She also wanted to teach Meng Zheng a lesson, so she said, "Mr. Dong doesn't start work until 8 o'clock. It's too late."

As the two were talking, Military Doctor Liu came over and was a little puzzled after understanding the situation. Ye Min's answer was similar to the previous one. Military Doctor Liu didn't say anything more and took out a thermometer to measure Meng Zheng's temperature.

The temperature was measured at 37.3 degrees, and a simple examination was performed on Meng Zheng using a stethoscope, which concluded that he had influenza and a cold. Doctor Liu Jun consulted Ye Min for his opinion and prescribed an injection and a box of aspirin tablets for Meng Zheng.

After getting the prescription, Ye Min went directly to the nurses' station to find Qin Fang. Aspirin can be bought at the pharmacy, but the injection is at the nurses' station and can only be injected by doctors and nurses.

After receiving the prescription, Qin Fang went straight to mix the medicine, while Ye Min reached out and touched Meng Zheng's forehead, which was a little hot and sweaty, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Meng Zheng had woken up a long time ago. He was now nestling in his father's arms, looking listless. He nodded weakly and said, "It hurts."

"It's my fault!"

Meng Zheng, who did not receive sympathy from his mother, had tears in his eyes, but the tears did not flow out in the end. He just sniffed and pursed his lips, looking pitiful.

Ye Min was not soft-hearted at all. Meng Zheng looked pitiful now because he was sick. If he was not taught a lesson enough during his illness, he would forget the reason for his illness when he recovered and continue to play his clever tricks.

But she was not in a hurry to explain to Meng Zheng. She found a place to sit down and waited calmly for Qin Fang to come out.

Qin Fang was very skillful and quickly prepared the liquid medicine. She walked over to the three people, raised the syringe, pressed it lightly with her fingers, watched the liquid medicine flow out from the needle tip, and said, "Take off your pants."

Meng Zheng didn't realize anything when he heard her say this. It wasn't until his father started to take off his pants that he widened his eyes and looked up at the syringe in Qin Fang's hand. The needle tip was long and sharp, and it seemed to emit a cold light under the sunlight shining into the health station. His body instantly straightened up and he howled at the top of his voice: "Ah! I don't want an injection! I don't want an injection!"

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Qin Fang, who was about to bend over, stopped. Ye Min signaled Meng Cheng to hold his son down, then grabbed Meng Zheng's pants waist, pulled them down, and slapped him on the butt: "Be honest, and relax."

Few children at this time are not afraid of injections, especially buttock injections. The injection looks very crisp and is over in a few seconds. But those who have had it know that a buttock injection will hurt for at least half a day.

So after hearing what Ye Min said, Meng Zheng not only did not relax, but howled even louder.

But the devil is always stronger than the good. Ye Min has been a nurse for several years and has seen many children who refuse to get injections, so she knows how to deal with them.

She took the syringe directly from Qin Fang's hand, gently patted the flesh on his buttocks, and then wiped the place where she had just patted with a needle cotton soaked in alcohol. Before he could struggle more fiercely, she quickly inserted the needle and pushed the syringe to inject the medicine.

Because Ye Min moved so quickly, Meng Zheng didn't feel the pain until she finished the injection. He tensed his body again and howled even louder.

But the injections were all done, so it didn't matter how loud he howled.

Ye Min returned the empty syringe to Qin Fang, then looked at her watch. It was not even seven o'clock, so she and Meng Cheng took the child back home.

We didn't rest after we got home. We washed up, took our money and tickets, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

The buttock injection is different from the intravenous injection. The latter hurts the most when the needle is inserted, and the pain will gradually ease afterwards. However, the buttock injection is not bad when it is inserted, but it becomes more and more uncomfortable after it is inserted.

Actually, the pain was not that severe, but there was a feeling of soreness and weakness, and the whole leg was a little numb.

Meng Zheng walked limpingly on the way from home to the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria, Ye Min and Meng Cheng were sitting down to eat, but he could neither sit nor stand. He had no taste for his breakfast, and the tears that he had finally stopped were about to fall again.

After dinner, Ye Min took Meng Zheng to work at the health center. There was no other way because his fever had not completely subsided and going to school might infect other children.

It was impossible to send him to the Ding family. Qian Xiaoyun was already busy taking care of An An, and with the addition of a sick Meng Zheng, she would definitely not be able to cope.

After arriving at the clinic, Ye Min changed her clothes first, then took Meng Zheng to the pharmacy to get medicine. When they returned to the clinic, Mr. Dong was already there. Seeing that she brought a child, he was surprised and asked, "Is this your son?"

"Yes, his name is Meng Zheng, the same as Zheng in Zhengrong." After Ye Min introduced Meng Zheng, she said to him, "Call him Master Dong."

Meng Zheng sniffed and said, "Hello, Master Dong!"

Because the fever had gone, Meng Zheng looked much better than when he woke up in the morning. But there was still something wrong with his voice, with a heavy nasal tone. Elder Dong guessed immediately, "You have a cold?"

Ye Min nodded: "Yes, he had a fever this morning. It happened that Dr. Liu was on duty today, so I asked him to take a look and prescribed an injection for Meng Zheng."

Mr. Dong thought that it was no wonder that Meng Zheng's walking posture was not right, and asked again: "How high is the fever?"

"37.3 degrees, a low fever. In fact, you can take antipyretic pills, but taking medicine is too easy and won't help you remember." Ye Min briefly explained the cause of Meng Zheng's cold and said, "After this day of pain, let's see if he dares to take off his clothes in secret from adults in the future."

Although he understood that Meng Zheng had brought this upon himself, after hearing what Ye Min said, Mr. Dong couldn't help but give the young man in front of him a sympathetic look.

Meng Zheng, who was already feeling uncomfortable: "..." He wanted to cry even more.

…

Dr. Dong's clinic is different from other doctors'. Other doctors' clinics are not big. They are equipped with a desk, a bed and a file cabinet at most. Patients line up in the corridor, and there is only one nurse in charge of Chinese and Western medicine.

Dr. Dong's clinic is about 20 square meters, divided into two rooms by a curtain. The outer room is smaller and houses Ye Min's desk and two benches for patients to queue.

The inner room is larger and its furnishings are similar to those of other doctors' clinics, except that there are two beds. This is because other doctors only provide consultations, but he often gives acupuncture and massage to patients in the clinic.

Ye Min originally planned to let Meng Zheng play outside, but when Mr. Dong saw that his butt hurt so much that he couldn't sit still, and because he had a cold and didn't have much strength, it was uncomfortable to stand, so he let him lie on the bed inside. He was alone, and even if the people who came needed acupuncture, most of the time they could only come one by one, and there was always one empty bed in the two beds.

Meng Zheng had wanted to lie down for a long time. After getting permission from Mr. Dong, he immediately looked at his mother eagerly. Seeing that she agreed, he wanted to jump onto the bed.

He did jump, but before he could jump up, he pulled his buttocks where the injection had been given, and he cried out in pain. Seeing this, Ye Min couldn't help laughing: "Do you still dare to jump?"

"I don't dare anymore." Meng Zheng said pitifully, holding his butt, he walked obediently to the bedside, took off his shoes, climbed up, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

Although Meng Zheng had been drowsy before the injection, he finally woke up. As soon as he lay down, he felt sleepy. He tried to open his eyes twice, but finally closed his eyes, yawned, and fell asleep.

Ye Min, who was standing at the desk doing some preparations, looked up and saw that Meng Zheng was already asleep. She put down her work and pulled the quilt at the end of the bed, covering his neck.

Elder Dong noticed the movement and looked up, and asked in surprise, "Falling asleep so quickly?"

Ye Min smiled and said, "He is like this, he has a big heart."

Mr. Dong sighed: "You have a great heart."

As for where was good, he didn't say, and Ye Min didn't ask much. She touched Meng Zheng's head, felt that the fever had almost subsided, and went to do her own thing.

Meng Zheng slept very soundly this time. After waking up, he completely forgot about the injection. He turned over and wanted to sit up out of instinct, but he couldn't help grimacing as soon as he moved. It took him a while to recover and he carefully climbed out of the bed.

Because he felt pain all over his lower body, he didn't bend down to tie his shoelaces after landing. He turned around in his slippers and saw Elder Dong injecting a needle into the person lying on another bed. He gasped, "Hiss!"

In fact, as soon as Meng Zheng moved, Mr. Dong knew that he was awake, but he couldn't be distracted by the work at hand, so he ignored him until the needle was inserted, then he looked up and asked, "Are you awake?"

Meng Zheng had never seen acupuncture before. Seeing the young man lying on the bed with several needles inserted into his body, which seemed to be trembling, his heart could not help but tremble. He replied to Mr. Dong in a stammering voice: "Ah, I'm awake."

Mr. Dong was over 60 years old, so how could he not see Meng Zheng's emotions? He smiled and asked, "Are you scared?"

Meng Zheng swallowed his saliva, looked outside and asked, "Grandpa Dong, where is my mother?"

"She went out to get something."

As soon as Mr. Dong finished speaking, Ye Min came in, asked Meng Zheng, "Are you awake?", then walked to the wooden cabinet with his things in his arms, opened the door and put the things in. After that, he turned around and saw that Meng Zheng was not wearing shoes, so he asked, "Why don't you put on your shoes?"

"I can't squat down," Meng Zheng looked up at Ye Min and said pitifully, "It hurts~~~"

Ye Min wanted to be cruel, but thinking that it was cold now and wearing slippers like this would easily make his condition worse, she sighed, bent down to help him put on his shoes, and said to him, "Go sit outside and don't disturb Master Dong from doing his work."

After saying that, he led Meng Zheng out and asked him to sit behind his desk. Ye Min then left the clinic and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

But Meng Zheng was not so obedient. Although he was a little afraid of Mr. Dong, he was also curious about what he was doing. As soon as Ye Min took a step forward, he walked to the curtain and looked inside.

Old Dong had already finished giving the patient an acupuncture injection and was fumigating the acupuncture needles with a burning moxa stick. He looked up and saw Meng Zheng with a curious look on his face, and waved at him.

Meng Zheng walked in immediately after seeing this, stood beside Mr. Dong and watched his movements carefully, then asked curiously, "Mr. Dong, what are you doing?"

"To cure the disease."

Meng Zheng suddenly realized, and asked again after a while: "Is this how you treat illnesses? Don't you need to take medicine or get injections?"

"Taking medicine and getting injections are ways to cure diseases, and so is acupuncture." Dong Lao said with a smile, "Next time you have a fever, don't go get an injection. Ask me to give you acupuncture and it will also reduce the fever."

Meng Zheng quickly took two steps back upon hearing this, shaking his head like a wave drum: "I don't want acupuncture!"

He is still feeling pain after just one injection in his butt. If he gets so many injections like the uncle on the hospital bed, he will be in pain for several days.

Thinking of this, Meng Zheng looked at the patient on the bed with eyes filled with awe. He didn't even cry out after having so many injections in his body. It was really amazing!

The patient who was gritting his teeth and enduring: "..."

…

The course load in the seedling class was not heavy, but Ye Min was worried that Meng Zheng was still ill and would infect other students at school, so she asked him to take three days off. During these three days, Ye Min did not let him go out and only asked him to go to work with her.

Meng Zheng was also willing to go to the clinic. Although he was scared when he first saw Dr. Dong giving injections to patients, he became interested in it after seeing a few patients.

After the three-day sick leave was over, Meng Zheng was a little reluctant to go back to the seedling nursery class, but it was impossible not to go to school. At most, he could take a holiday on the weekend and when Ye Min was at work, he could go to the health center to report.

Mr. Dong was also very happy to see Meng Zheng. He had experienced many ups and downs in his life and had met many people. He especially liked innocent children like Meng Zheng. So even when he was seeing Meng Zheng doing acupuncture, Meng Zheng would often ask some whimsical and funny questions, but he never felt bored and would even patiently give the correct answers.

During these interactions, Mr. Dong soon discovered that Meng Zheng was a promising medical student. Not only did he have an excellent memory, he was also very sensitive to medicine.

Although Master Dong did not intend to accept a disciple, he saw that Ye Min did not seem to want to train Meng Zheng in medicine, and he could not bear to see such a good talent lost. When Meng Zheng came to the health center again that day, he took the initiative to talk to her about this matter.

Ye Min was slightly stunned after hearing this. It was not that she was surprised that Meng Zheng had a talent for medicine. She was not stupid. How could she not notice something that even an outsider like Mr. Dong could discover?

She had never thought of training Meng Zheng to study medicine, firstly because he had never shown interest in medicine before, and secondly because she did not want to set too many restrictions on the lives of her two children, let alone force one of them to inherit her fortune.

When they grow up, if they are interested in Chinese medicine, she will definitely teach them and support them to apply for relevant colleges. But if they don't want to be doctors, she will also support them, so she never thought of interfering with Meng Zheng's future.

She was mainly surprised because Mr. Dong would actually care about such a thing, but on second thought, this was not surprising. Not only was he a cold-faced but warm-hearted person, he also valued talent.

Before entering the clinic, he said that he would not accept apprentices. However, within a month of working there, because he knew Ye Min had talent, he began to teach her medical skills behind her back.

Later, I found that although the other two Chinese medicine practitioners in the clinic were not as skilled and talented, they all had a heart to cure diseases and save lives, so I quietly relaxed my bottom line. Not only did I answer their questions, but I also allowed them to come and watch me when I was giving acupuncture.

But Ye Min did not hastily decide Meng Zheng's future just because Mr. Dong said he had talent. She only talked about this matter with him before going to bed at night.

Meng Zheng was too young to have any idea about the profession. When he heard Ye Min talking about Mr. Dong, he thought for a moment and asked, "Is being a doctor like Mr. Dong, giving people acupuncture every day?"

Ye Min replied: "It depends on the condition of the patient before prescribing medicine for acupuncture. Moreover, Master Dong is a very good Chinese medicine doctor. Ordinary Chinese medicine doctors may not know acupuncture."

"Mom, don't you know how to do acupuncture?"

Ye Min shook her head: "No."

Meng Zheng said "oh", looked up and thought for a while before asking, "How can I become a Chinese medicine practitioner as good as Master Dong?"

Although there are other ways to learn Chinese medicine besides applying to a university, Ye Min, as a mother, did not want Meng Zheng to neglect his studies, so she said, "First, you must study hard and strive to go to a Chinese medicine university in the future; second, you must study continuously, read more medical books and practice more."

Meng Zheng was dizzy after hearing this and asked, "How long will it take to learn?"

"It could be as short as 10 to 20 years, or as long as 30 to 40 years." Ye Min pointed to the medical books on the bookshelf next to the closet, "At least you have to finish reading those books."

Meng Zheng was counting his age on his fingers. He followed the direction Ye Min pointed and saw three layers of medical books on the bookshelf. His eyes went dark for a moment and he shook his head decisively and said, "Mom, I don't want to be a doctor in the future."

Ye Min asked: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah!" Afraid that his mother wouldn't believe him, Meng Zheng deliberately explained, "Being a doctor is so tiring! I don't want to be that tired."

Ye Min said this just to let Meng Zheng know that this road is not easy to take, so as not to give up halfway. But after hearing the second half of his sentence, she couldn't help but ask, "What kind of job do you want to do?"

Meng Zheng pondered for a while, and soon an idea flashed through his mind: "I want a job that doesn't require me to do anything, and I get paid!"

Seeing Meng Zheng's expectant look, Ye Min couldn't help but twitch her lips: There is indeed a place where you can find the job you want to do. "

Meng Zheng's eyes lit up: "Where?"

Ye Min chuckled: "In a dream."

[Hahaha, this is just a dream! Mom is such a great help, my brother’s expression is about to break! ]

[My brother was so cute when he was little, he was so innocent and sweet hahaha]

[+1 I also want to do a job that pays me without doing any work! The contrast between my brother and me is huge. When I read the novel, I always thought that my brother was gloomy and grumpy.]

[It's normal to have a big contrast, right? At that time, his parents were still alive. He didn't give up going to college to take care of his sister, nor did he go to jail for accidentally injuring someone in a fight because of his sister. In the end, he was told that his sister was switched. With so many things happening, everyone would have turned evil.]

[Fuck! Thinking about this, my brother is so miserable! ]

[Who in this family is not miserable? ]

【Lee Moon Soo SL! 】