Collect the rags and I become a clairvoyant doctor

Practice medicine for decades.

Zheng Xianghua’s foundation is still very strong.

He could prescribe medicines for some common illnesses without even checking the pulse.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking and understanding, but as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer traditional Chinese medicine doctors who master this skill, and Zheng Xianghua should be one of them.

"This little girl, you just have an endocrine disorder. I'll prescribe you a dose of decoction. You can take it home and take it for a week and it will be effective." Withdrawing his gaze, Zheng Xianghua said calmly.

"Thank you, Doctor!"

Upon hearing this, a woman in her forties thanked her profusely.

"Next person!"

Zheng Xianghua diagnosed and treated patients very quickly. Qin Fei only stood there for a few minutes and he diagnosed at least ten people.

But even so, there are more and more people queuing up outside, and some people even come here from other places, and the threshold is almost broken.

Seeing the sincere smiles on everyone's faces, Qin Fei couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

There are too many people in this world who cannot afford medical treatment because they are poor. They often have to go home and wait to die because they cannot afford expensive surgeries. This is sad and deplorable.

Isn't it because so many people came to Chunfeng Hall today because they wanted to save some money?

The lives of rich people matter, and the lives of poor people matter as well.

"Everyone, the doctors next to us are also the most famous disciples of our Divine Doctor Zheng. You don't have to crowd in here. Seeing them for medical treatment is free of charge."

Seeing more and more people queuing up, the waiter who had been standing behind Zheng Xianghua said.

But his words obviously had no effect. Everyone came here for Zheng Xianghua today, and it didn't matter even if the queue took longer.

"I'll come!"

At this moment, Qin Fei took a step forward and said calmly.

The sudden sound attracted the attention of many people.

But when they saw Qin Fei's young appearance, the patients in line all showed disdain.

Chunfeng Tang is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and the doctors who treat patients must be at least forty years old. What is Qin Fei doing here?

"Boy, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a Chinese medicine doctor wearing a white coat walked up. He was one of Zheng Xianghua's apprentices and was also in charge of the consultation today.

There was a look of contempt on his face, and he obviously thought Qin Fei was here to cause trouble.

"Brother, why are you here?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside him. Zheng Xianghua, who was diagnosing people at the moment, stood up and looked a little excited.

"Well, I haven't done what I promised you. I feel embarrassed, so I thought I would come over to teach you today, but I didn't expect you to be so busy." Qin Fei said.

"Teacher, this kid..."

"To shut up!"

Before the middle-aged doctor finished speaking, Zheng Xianghua interrupted him and said, "What a boy."

"He is my senior brother, and naturally he is also your senior uncle. Why don't you meet your senior uncle soon?"

"Ah...this...this..."

Zheng Xianghua knew Qin Fei. The middle-aged doctor did not expect that, but now Zheng Xianghua actually asked him to lower his head and call Qin Fei uncle. He really couldn't open his mouth.

Qin Fei is too young, and his son is even that old. If he lowers his head and calls Qin Fei uncle, wouldn't that mess up the hierarchy?

Seeing the middle-aged doctor's face turn red, Qin Fei didn't even think about taking advantage of him and said: "Junior brother, forget it."

"That won't work. If a person can't even do the most basic respect for his teacher, he is not worthy of being my disciple!"

Zheng Xianghua's voice was cold, and his face was slightly ugly.

Anyone who knows him well knows that he is a very traditional person. When he wanted to learn medical skills from Qin Fei, he almost knelt down in front of Qin Fei.

Even he respects a person who is extremely respected, and now his apprentice refuses to even call him uncle. Isn't that meant to embarrass him?

"I've met... I've met my uncle."

Zheng Xianghua's words were very serious. This middle-aged doctor did not dare to refute, so he could only cry out to Qin Fei in an extremely aggrieved voice.

"Well, this old man Zheng has such a temper, so don't take it to heart."

Qin Fei could see that the other party didn't really mean to call him uncle, so he said it.

"Humph, it seems that all my teachings to you are in vain!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Zheng Xianghua snorted coldly.

"Don't be like the juniors." Qin Fei said as he glanced at the long queue outside the medical center and said: "In today's world where profit is paramount, I never expected that you would still provide free clinics. This kind of self-sacrifice for others is really admirable. ." Qin Fei gave him a thumbs up.

"Cough cough~"

Zheng Xianghua made Qin Fei feel a little embarrassed and said, "It's a pity that I'm older now. In previous years, I would go to free clinics twice a year."

"A doctor's benevolence is simple to say, but how many people can do it now?"

As he spoke, Qin Fei walked to Zheng Xianghua's seat, and Zheng Xianghua quickly asked the store clerk to bring in tables and chairs.

"Everyone, this person next to me is my senior brother Zheng. His medical skills are far superior to mine. You can also go to him for medical treatment."

Zheng Xianghua undoubtedly admired Qin Fei's medical skills, but this was limited to him alone.

Which of the successful Chinese medicine practitioners doesn’t have a lot of white beards?

So after hearing Zheng Xianghua's words, no one in the team was willing to move, as if they had taken root in the same place.

Sitting in the position of the diagnostician, Qin Fei was quite embarrassed to be honest when no one came to see him.

Isn't this a bad start?

"Doctor, doctor, help!"

At this moment, suddenly there was a burst of anxious shouting outside the hospital.

Then the crowd dispersed automatically, and a middle-aged woman rushed in holding a child with a bruised face.

The woman's face was full of tears, and she had obviously lost her balance.

"Everyone, human life is at stake, please let me treat the child first!"

Seeing that the child's condition was worrying, Zheng Xianghua quickly stood up and asked the other party to put the child on the diagnosis table.

"Tell me about the specific situation of the child?"

Zheng Xianghua asked quickly after checking the child's pupils and tongue coating.

"I...I don't know."

"I just went into the supermarket to get a package, and when I came out, the child was already dead." As she said this, the woman began to cry loudly, and someone in the crowd who knew the woman also sneered.

"Huh, I see you're not picking up the express, but playing mahjong and forgetting about your grandson, right?"

"What? Is there such a thing?"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately pricked up their ears.

"Say, what's going on!"

Hearing the discussion outside, Zheng Xianghua's face darkened and he scolded.

"I...I thought he was just playing outside, so..."

As she spoke, the woman's legs softened and she collapsed directly on the ground.

Playing mahjong and taking care of children... it’s a real deal!

"Damn it, how could you take care of a child like this?"

"Let me see how you deal with your child's parents!"

Everyone yelled and cursed angrily and couldn't bear to watch anymore.

The child's complexion was very poor, and he was taking in more air than out. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he was on his deathbed.

So if this child really dies in infancy, it will be caused by this woman.

In the past, I had only heard about this kind of thing in the news, but I didn't expect it to actually happen to them now.