Chapter 162 Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the art of acupuncture!

"No, it's quite troublesome. I have to prepare a lot of things for a make-up wedding, right? Forget it!" Su Mei grew up in an orphanage. Pragmatism is her philosophy of life. She never demands perfection in form and does not show much interest in such a tedious matter as making-up a wedding.

Compared with the wedding, she cares more about the quality of marriage and the quality of life.

Traveling to this era and meeting a man like Huo Jianguo, Su Mei was already content in her heart. She felt there was no need to go through the fuss over something like a wedding.

Hearing Su Mei talking about the trouble, Huo Jianguo stared at the rooftop in a daze for a while, but ultimately said nothing.

The next day, the two got up early and reported to the army on time.

Although it was Chinese New Year, there were always people on duty in the military district's clinic. The only permanent doctor was Qin Zhengting. However, during festivals, the county hospital would send doctors on duty to support the troops and take over Qin Zhengting's shift.

So even though the Chinese New Year was over, the military clinic did not seem deserted at all.

When you enter a house where someone lives, you can feel the liveliness of the place.

Su Mei cleaned the house carefully and lit a fire. When she was ready for the consultation, Qin Zhengting came in with a cup of hot tea.

When she saw her master, Su Mei hurriedly took out the local specialties she had brought back from her mother's home and handed them to him.

There were braised pork and rice cakes prepared by Su Mei's parents, as well as medicinal wine brewed by Su Mei's grandfather himself. These were all the love from Su Mei's family, who only hoped that Master Qin Zhengting could teach their children well.

Qin Zhengting didn't want to accept other things. He knew how difficult it was for the country people to give out these things. He kept accusing Su Mei of being ignorant, saying that she shouldn't take her parents' things and that the troops had enough food.

But Qin Zhengting couldn't let go of the bottle of medicinal wine. He said:

"This wine is really good, Su Mei, no wonder you know so much, your grandfather brewed this wine wonderfully!"

"Master, as long as you like it!" Su Mei felt ashamed. She told her master that she had learned medical skills from her grandfather, and told her grandfather that it was her master who taught her.

She was like an actor, trying to coax both sides. The two old men probably had no chance to meet, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain it.

Although there were supporting doctors on duty when Qin Zhengting was away, most of the troops were still accustomed to seeing Qin Zhengting, so on the first day of opening, the clinic was packed with people.

Qin Zhengting already knew Su Mei's abilities, and he did not let her sit idle. He set up a table opposite him and asked Su Mei to treat minor illnesses, while he would prescribe medicine himself for more serious cases.

In the past, Su Mei always studied with Qin Zhengting, and this was her first time to see a patient in front of Qin Zhengting.

During the consultation, Qin Zhengting would occasionally look up and glance at Su Mei. He noticed that Su Mei's consultation was methodical and her questions were thorough. She didn't look like a novice doctor at all.

Instead, he seemed like an experienced doctor with rich experience in seeing patients.

Sometimes he would wonder why Su Mei, who had only been in the industry for a short time, was so competent in her work.

"Doctor Qin, please prescribe some medicine to relieve the itching. I have more pimples on my face. It itches so badly that I'd rather die than live."

When Qin Zhengting was looking at Su Mei, he suddenly heard the voice of an irritable young man.

Qin Zhengting looked up at the young male warrior with some displeasure and said, "Didn't you see the notice at the door?

I treat serious illnesses, and Doctor Su treats minor illnesses. Your skin itching is not a serious illness. Go to Doctor Su. I won’t treat it.”

"I won't go to anyone else to see you, I'll go to you." Du Lei's voice was muffled. It's not that he didn't go to anyone else to see him. When the itching was the most uncomfortable, he also went to see the doctor on duty in the county. It's just that those western medicine ointments didn't have a significant effect when applied. They were far inferior to the ointment Qin Zhengting made himself.

Du Lei thought other doctors were unreliable, so it was even more impossible for him to ask Su Mei to see him. From the beginning to the end, he did not believe that Su Mei, a woman with a bad reputation, could treat patients.

Qin Zhengting had an impression of Du Lei's face, and he said, "It's the same if we go to see Doctor Su. She is a hereditary Chinese medicine practitioner, and her grandfather has a lot of stuff.

No doctor can guarantee that he or she can cure any disease 100%. Your disease has been treated for so long, but the recovery is only partial.

Why don't you try Doctor Su? Maybe she can prescribe a medicine that will cure your disease?"

"I'm looking for you, not her." Du Lei lowered his head, with no intention of moving away from Qin Zhengting.

Seeing that the young man was not interested, Qin Zhengting also got angry: "I have already told you that I can't completely cure it. I am best at internal medicine and acupuncture.

Your case is not within my area of ​​expertise. Why don’t you go see Doctor Su? There are so many people queuing up behind you!”

"What's the matter, the person in front, I heard Doctor Qin tell you several times to find Doctor Su, just go, don't waste time, there are many people behind!" The people queuing outside heard what Qin Zhengting said, and urged Du Lei through the curtain outside.

Du Lei rubbed his brows in frustration and said, "Alright! Then I won't watch it. Please be busy."

As he spoke, Du Lei walked outside. He would rather suffer from an itchy face than go to Su Mei for medical treatment.

Seeing Du Lei was about to leave, Qin Zhengting finally shook his head and sighed and called Du Lei:

"Wait, stubborn donkey! I'll get you some ointment!"

In the end, Qin Zhengting couldn't bear to let the soldiers on the border suffer, so he got up and went to the inner room to give Du Lei the ointment he had made himself.

After Qin Zhengting called Du Lei, Du Lei turned around. He happened to see Su Mei and was immediately surprised.

He didn't expect that Su Mei, who used to have no image, has lost a lot of weight now. Her skin has changed from dark skin covered with pimples to skin as smooth as a peeled egg, which is so fragile that it can be broken with a touch.

Because Su Mei had been in the army for a long time, Du Lei had met Su Mei several times before. He knew that Su Mei had changed, but the last time he saw Su Mei, she had lost 20 kilograms.

The changes at that time were far less obvious than they are now.

Looking at Su Mei's smooth face, Du Lei couldn't help but touch his own bumpy face. He couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that Su Mei really understands some skin problems?

While he was thinking about it, Qin Zhengting came out with the ointment and handed it to Du Lei.

Thinking of his previous thoughts, Du Lei couldn't help but feel disgusted with himself. He thought that he was probably really desperate and actually had hope in a woman like Su Mei.

He looked at the medicine in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, paid the usual fee, and walked out of the clinic.

Qin Zhengting sat back down only after Du Lei left.

After continuing to secretly observe Su Mei for a while, Qin Zhengting discovered that she was really skilled in her job. In order to see where Su Mei's abilities lay, Qin Zhengting deliberately left many difficult and complicated problems to Su Mei.

It turned out that Su Mei was able to see everything very well, even with ease.

It was around noon that the master and the apprentice finally had a break. After a busy morning, the number of patients they saw was almost the same.

After observing for the whole morning, Qin Zhengting was almost certain that Su Mei was a fully qualified independent doctor.

The old man only now realized that the reason why Su Mei had begged him to be her disciple was because she was impressed by his acupuncture skills.

This girl obviously had an ulterior motive in becoming his disciple. She had already learned the basics very well, but she was still willing to listen to him repeatedly explaining some superficial medical knowledge. She was quite patient.

People who study acupuncture have to be patient. Qin Zhengting sighed slightly and thought that if he taught the art of acupuncture to Su Mei, would the army be short of a doctor?

Medical resources are scarce, and doctors are in high demand wherever they go. Conditions in border areas are difficult, and the workload is huge, so no young people are willing to come here.

Qin Zhengting has persisted in this position for decades, and he often worries whether there will be an excellent doctor to take over his mission after he leaves.

He would definitely feel relieved if Su Mei could stay here.

But although Qin Zhengting had such thoughts, he was unwilling to cut off Su Mei's wings. Since she knew everything, she must be interested in his acupuncture. Qin Zhengting saw Su Mei tidying up the clinic and said to her directly:

"Su Mei, starting tomorrow, I will teach you the art of acupuncture!"