C70 Inpatient

The next day!

Jing Cheng Hall opening door normal.

"15 grams of cinnamon twigs, 15 grams of white peony, 10 grams of roasted licorice, 4 slices of ginger, 10 large dates. Drink them for 2 days and the cold will be gone." Ye Lee called the child's pulse and opened up a prescription.

"Oh, right. You can add a bowl of hot porridge to promote sweating. If you have any cough, add 12 grams of Magnum and 15 grams of Almond."

"Thank you, doctor. I will boil some Chinese medicine for my son when we get home." The citizen auntie's face was filled with joy. Her child had a fever for half a week and had finally found a solution to the problem.

While grabbing the medicine, the woman felt resentful. "What a hospital! No matter what you say, don't let the injection take place. It's already 39 degrees Celsius. What's to be done if it's burned out?"

So it turns out that the old lady had gone to the hospital first, and there was really no other way around her coming to the clinic to catch some Chinese medicine.

"Auntie, you can't say that. Your child's disease is caused by air-conditioning. The weather isn't hot right now, so pay more attention if you can."

In the past, most people would go to the hospital to get an injection when they had a fever. But now medicine has found that too much antibiotics can reduce a person's body resistance and immunity.

As a result, the prevalence rate is increased, so the hospital now for fever and other endemic diseases, not to provide acupuncture treatment, but drug treatment.

Therefore, in a place with a strict hygiene check, it was very normal for a fever to cause one to want to have an injection and to be rejected by several hospitals in succession.

Originally, a small illness could be cured after two days of acupuncture, but after suffering for a whole week, it was definitely an uncomfortable experience for most people.

Although Ye Lee's prescriptions could dispel the cold, he could tell that the child was obviously caused by an improper air-conditioning. If the child's habits did not change, the child's fever would definitely continue to decrease in the future.

After persuading her a little more, the lady took the child with her and left. It seemed like she didn't take it to heart.

Ye Lee could only shake his head, watching the progress of the mission increase by a little.

Quest: The Great Doctor's sincerity: 43/1000 (172 days remaining)

Prestige: 475

For patients like this, they were very assertive, did not listen to the doctor's advice, and did not carry any gratitude in their heart. After seeing the patient, they basically did not receive any reputation.

Ye Lee calculated that with the progress of twenty patients per day, he would still have to busy himself for another two months.

The clinic's reputation was slowly rising, and there were endless streams of patients. However, it wasn't as famous as the hospital, and everyone saw small ailments and minor ailments. Few people chose to treat serious injuries in the clinic.

For example, the woman just now had a fever and went to the hospital. Since she couldn't do anything about it, she came to the clinic to get the medicine and was able to see the limitations.

In an instant, Ye Lee's Reputation points and progress on the mission actually slowed down a bit.

At this moment, the outside world suddenly became lively.

"What's going on?" Ye Lee was startled, and looked outside.

A group of people squeezed their way into the clinic. An impatient voice instantly made Ye Lee a little dumbfounded.

"Little doctor, I've finally found you …"

An old man walked in with an agitated look on his face.

Not to mention anything else, when he heard the three words "little doctor" and saw the grandpa's slightly familiar face, Ye Lee immediately thought of something.

How did he find this place?

This group of people were precisely the sick friends that were found in the inpatient department's support group.

The people who ran the shops on the street could not help but stick their heads out with puzzled expressions. Why are there so many people here?

After all, medical incidents were very common these days.

"Little doctor, please let us have a good look!"

"Since the last time I was given an injection by you, without you, I would have been tormented by illness all day, and my suffering would have been unbearable!"

They all had a common trait, which was that they all lived on the same floor in the Inpatient Department back then. It could be said that they were the first batch of patients that Ye Lee had treated after obtaining his Chinese medical skills.

Being remembered by so many people made Ye Lee a little flattered. "All of you, what are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? I must be here to see you!"

"Right, quickly give me a shot. My rheumatism will make me uncomfortable!" The grandpa impatiently said.

"Alright, alright. Come one by one and line up!" Ye Lee was stunned for a moment, then quickly settled everyone down.

This first lord had rheumatism in his legs and was afraid of the cold. His joints were often sore and swollen, making him feel uncomfortable as if his legs weren't his own. Sometimes, when he committed a crime, he would have to be hospitalized and could be considered a regular customer of the Inpatient Department.

Since the last time Ye Lee gave him a prick, that kind of feeling was as if his legs had returned to the feeling of youth. It was extremely comfortable, to the point that people who weren't sick for a long time wouldn't be able to understand this kind of feeling.

Ye Lee immediately showed the old man his leg and gave him two more needles.

"Ai, that's the feeling. A few days ago when it rained, my legs started to ache. Now, this needle of yours is much better." The old man felt that his leg bones were no longer sore. It was a very relaxed feeling.

"Things are getting better. Let me make you two more ointments. It will be more effective in treating rheumatism." Ye Lee carefully examined it.

"Little doctor, do you know how to make ointment?"

When they were at the Inpatient Department, all sorts of patients were mixed together on the floor. When Ye Lee came into the room, no matter if it was the pain from falling down from a trauma or the pain from being an internal medicine patient, he could always easily fix it and prick it with a needle and it would feel much better.

Ye Lee blinked his eyes, "They are just basic things."

The second patient was a migraine patient.

Ye Lee just took a glance at his pulse and asked: "You drank again?"

This patient was a big man, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Little doctor, you also know that if I don't drink alcohol, won't that be taking my life?"

Seeing the other party's current appearance, Ye Lee had nothing else to say. He had some impression of his sick friend.

The director of the hospital was on par with the grandpa just now, so the reason for the hospitalization was simple.

Drinking, drinking like life.

According to the chart, he had been hospitalized for alcoholism and stomach bleeding in the first three months of the month, and had developed migraines in June.

According to statistics, about one in every twenty people in the age group between 30 and 40 are prone to migraine, which can be caused by a variety of dietary and genetic factors.

Although taking medicine in the hospital can be suspended, but the root still appears in the lifestyle and work and rest caused.

Ye Lee thought for a while, then said: "I'll give you a prescription …"

Before he could finish, his alcoholic friend interrupted him, "No need, I don't usually like to eat those pills and capsules. Little doctor, why don't you give me two injections? I haven't had a headache in half a month since you gave me the pills last time."

Ye Lee looked at him helplessly, "Let me finish."

"Alright, alright. Little Doctor, speak."

"I'll give you a prescription. Go and mix the ingredients, I'll teach you how to mix the medicine and drink the wine from now on." I'll give you a prescription, you go and mix the ingredients and I'll teach you how to mix the medicine and drink the medicine.