"Move away! Don't block the patients from getting their medicine. You've come all this time and you look like this is your first time seeing a woman as a doctor. How ridiculous!"
The sharp words were full of derogatory ridicule towards women.
Not only the shopkeeper, but even the patients and the doctor who was taking the patient's pulse were secretly laughing.
Lingqiao said angrily, "What's wrong with being a woman? My young lady's medical skills are no worse than men's. If you don't accept her, it will be your loss!"
Jiang Mengli was also very angry and snorted coldly: "People with your character wouldn't come even if I begged you to. Who cares?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a noisy and urgent voice suddenly came from outside.
Everyone turned around and saw a farmer covered in blood being carried in.
The woman who came in with him cried and begged, "Doctor, please save my man, wuwu... I beg you, you must save his legs!"
The doctor hurried over to check, then frowned and shook his head, saying, "You can't even save your life, let alone your leg. You've lost too much blood. If you don't give up, send him to another clinic."
Jiang Mengli took a look and found that there was a deep wound on the leg, with some bones exposed. If a blood transfusion was given in time, the patient could still be saved and the leg could undergo surgery.
Human life is at stake. When the shopkeeper drove the patient away, she hurriedly said, "I can try..."
Hahaha……
Everyone burst into laughter, as if they had heard a joke.
The shopkeeper said gloomily, "Get out too. What are you trying to do? The old doctor can't do it, and you, a woman, are trying to show off."
Outside the clinic, people soon gathered to watch.
At this time, Wen Mohan's carriage stopped, and Yun Ying lifted the curtain and reported, "Master, it's Jiang Mengli who is looking for a doctor in the clinic."
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