Seeing that Bai Qingqing refused so readily, Dr. Meng smiled broadly and said in a flattering tone, "Dr. Bai, please take me as your apprentice. You don't need to teach me medicine."
Can you teach me a technique that allows me to put a patient to sleep by applying two pressure points, so that he won't wake up even when I perform surgery on him?
"I want to learn this technique so that it will be useful when I perform surgery on patients in the future. If I use anesthesia, the anesthesia will have side effects."
Want to learn acupressure?
Bai Qingqing didn't care about that. Anyway, this thing depends on talent, and whether you can learn it or not depends on the individual.
It's not some secret technique, just a skill. As long as you pay, they're easy to talk to.
Bai Qingqing immediately smiled and readily agreed: "You want to learn acupressure? Sure, you don't need to become my apprentice, but I'll charge you."
"The tuition is 100,000 yuan, and the course lasts for three days. It doesn't guarantee that you will learn it. You have to pay first and then we will finish teaching. After the course, we will settle the payment and have no further dealings with each other."
"Let me make it clear beforehand that this depends on individual aptitude. Nine out of ten people can't learn it. Whether you can learn it depends on your own aptitude and comprehension. I don't know if you can actually learn it."
Upon hearing Bai Qingqing's agreement, Dr. Meng's eyes flashed with surprise and delight, and she hurriedly and happily agreed: "Okay, okay, then Dr. Bai, if I don't learn it in three days, can I give you another 100,000 yuan in tuition fees and teach me for another three days?"
Bai Qingqing waved her hand and said, "No, I've been teaching for three days and he still hasn't learned it. He just doesn't have the aptitude or comprehension. It's useless to study for thirty years. There's no need to waste time and money. Go do something else."
"I see! Okay."
"Also, Dr. Bai, do you sell the prescription for the medicine you used on this little boy? I'd like to buy it for you."
"This prescription!"
Bai Qingqing shook her head: "It can't be sold, and it's useless for you to buy it. If it's not used on the wounds I've treated with special acupuncture techniques, it's just an ordinary external medicine, and its effect is no different from the medicines prescribed by your hospital."
Some of the medicinal herbs inside are quite expensive; it's not worth using them to treat external injuries. The medicines from your hospital are sufficient, achieving the same effect at a much lower price.
"I see!" Dr. Meng murmured to herself, then asked sincerely, "Dr. Bai, do you sell the prescription for the medicine for Huang Binwu's father's illness? My family owns a pharmaceutical factory. If you sell it, we can cooperate."
Bai Qingqing continued to shake her head: "That medicine is the same as this medicine. I don't need acupuncture. I just take it as a regular medicine to treat weakness and restore vitality."
"That medicine is useless. People with other illnesses don't need to take it. It's not cost-effective. It's better to eat more rice and vegetables, go to bed early, get up early, and exercise more."
Bai Qingqing sighed inwardly, feeling that a large sum of money had slipped away from her.
But there's nothing we can do about it; that's just the reality. The medicine was just an ordinary medicine.
"Oh, that's a real shame!" Dr. Meng said with a regretful expression.
Thinking about how a relative of mine also has the same disease as Huang Binwu's father, and is now in the ICU being kept alive by machines, there really is no other way to save him.
With hopeful eyes, Dr. Meng asked, "Dr. Bai, I have a relative who also has the same disease as Huang Binwu's father. Could you please treat him?"
Without even thinking, Bai Qingqing said, "Sure! Just give me the money."
"And if you want me to treat someone, then you have to do it my way. If you don't listen, then I won't treat you. It's too much trouble."
"Alright, alright, money is no problem. Name your price, and we'll do whatever you say, as long as you cure the patient."
He was my great-uncle. To be honest, our family has been practicing medicine for generations, and we really had no way to save him.
"OK!"
Bai Qingqing raised her hand to rub her hungry stomach and said, "Then let him come here. I'll go out to eat first, and he can be treated anytime after I finish eating."
"I just carefully sterilized those silver needles; I'll prescribe the rest later."
"Okay, Dr. Bai, please go with the nurse to Ye Qiuxuan's ward or my office and wait for a while! I'll call the restaurant next door and have them send you food."
"Is there any dish you don't like to eat? Or is there any you really like?" Dr. Meng stared intently at Bai Qingqing.
If it weren't for the fact that she had to stay and keep an eye on the little boy in the emergency room, Dr. Meng would have loved to go and buy food for Bai Qingqing herself.
In Dr. Meng's eyes, Bai Qingqing, a person with real skills, deserves respect.
Besides, she is someone who can cure diseases that current global medical standards cannot cure. Even if she were to have servants do odd jobs for her, Dr. Meng would be willing to do so. As long as she learns a little bit of the skills, they would be of great use.
Besides, people eat grains and other foods, so it's inevitable that they'll get sick sometimes. Finding a good doctor is like giving yourself and your family an extra layer of health protection.
Bai Qingqing didn't want to trouble Dr. Meng to ask someone to buy food, but seeing how sincere his attitude was...
Bai Qingqing saw through his thoughts at a glance.
Knowing that he was a pediatrician who treated children every day, Bai Qingqing decided to ask him to call someone to buy her food.
Next, we'll examine him more closely. If he seems like a good person, we can teach him some better methods to treat certain diseases than the existing treatments in this world, so that some sick children can suffer less. That would be considered doing a good deed.
Bai Qingqing said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you. I don't have any food restrictions. Have them send over three meals. Two of them should have lighter meat dishes, like radish and pork rib stew. The other one can be anything."
"Okay, I'll order right away." Dr. Meng said, taking a phone from a nurse and making a call to order food.
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