Rural Chinese Medicine Li Maoyang

Chapter 157

Li Maoyang was also practicing driving at noon.

Of course, it was mainly because of Alia, Li Maoyang himself was still a beginner, and he was still figuring out various driving skills, so he had to teach Alia.

This girl, Alia, couldn't even walk, so she was told to release the clutch slowly. As soon as she released her foot, the car shut down with a click.

Li Maoyang was so distressed that he grinned!

"In this way, after you put the gear into gear, release the clutch slowly, first put the clutch halfway and continue to step on it, and when the car starts to move, you slowly release the clutch!"

He came up with such a way, sitting patiently in the passenger seat and pointing to Alia.

Alia remembered the key word "half", and now she was able to start. She drove the car slowly around the scene, blushing with excitement, "I can drive, I can drive!" scream!
"You should have told me to put the clutch in half first!"

Excitedly turning back and turning, stopping and starting to operate, Alia did not forget to turn her head and complain to Li Maoyang.

"It's not that I'm stupid, it's that you don't teach well!"

Li Maoyang grinned and was speechless, not to say that he was stupid, but that others did not teach well.

……

In the afternoon, no one consulted online, and no patients came to the door.

Instead, Sijin sent a picture of her neighbor Zhao Wanni, and also sent a paragraph: "When you see a patient, you shrink back. Is this the spirit of your great doctor? Seeing the patient tortured, don't you feel uncomfortable and don't blame yourself? "

Li Maoyang curled his lips and ignored it.

Simply a joke.

However, the girl's words were still gnawing at the peace in his heart like an invisible little mouse.

But think about it again, that Zhao Wanni is really too far away from here, and the remote consultation is afraid of unexpected situations. After all, in addition to stroke and hemiplegia, this Zhao Wanni also has a highly suspected depression, which is really tricky.

Or don't look for trouble.

Can't afford to hurt.

The afternoon was spent reading books, seeing Wang Qiaoling's father for follow-up visits, and drying crickets.

After dinner, when I arrived at the clinic, the village chief Wang Xishun came to the clinic. This time, he followed Huang Jinjin, the current mayor of Maixiang Town, and Wu Liangping, a 27-year-old young man in charge of Dukou Village.

Li Maoyang suddenly felt a little headache and annoyed, and this is still eyeing him.

If you want to cure the disease, you will only be given money (if it is not cured, it will be nothing), and you only want to spend [-], so let him be a big man in the county town for a month or two for treatment. What the hell can people say come out?
"Maoyang, this is Mayor Huang!"

Wang Xishun introduced the potbellied Huang Qianjin to Li Maoyang.

"Mayor Huang." Li Maoyang stood up and shook hands with Huang Qianjin, "Sit."

"This is... a live broadcast?" Huang Qianjin looked at Alia's mobile phone in surprise and asked.

"Well, Aaliyah likes to stream. Let's go across from my bedroom."

As Li Maoyang said, he took the lead and walked towards his bedroom.

Li Canyang was lying on the kang reading a book, when he saw Li Maoyang bringing a few people over, he put down the book and raised his wrist to straighten his watch.

"This is my cousin Li Canyang. This is Mayor Huang, the town cadre Xiao Wu, and Village Chief Wang."

Li Maoyang gave a brief introduction to both sides, and asked Huang Jinjin and the three to sit down.

"Xiao Li, I heard that you are very good at treating stroke hemiplegia?" Huang Qianjin said after sitting down.

"Generally, you have to try your luck." Li Maoyang said plainly, "Some can be cured, and some can't."

"How do you charge for treating this disease?" Huang Jinjin asked again.

"No charge." Li Maoyang said lightly.

"Huh?" Huang Jinjin was stunned.

"This is a serious illness. There is no fee for diagnosis and treatment. It depends on the patient's voluntary donation." Li Maoyang sat cross-legged on the kang and said.

Labor and management don't talk about medical expenses, so you can't be bound by any regulations.

I can't find any faults.

Donations are accepted without any problems.

And this donation is not much.

It's all up to your patient's family members to guess how much to donate.

Officials like to play guessing minds. This time, labor and management will let you guess the minds of labor and management.

After Li Maoyang said this, his body was straight and his face was expressionless.

Huang Qianjin looked at Wang Xishun in silence, with displeasure on his face.

"Maoyang cured the old retired senior cadre from Qingcheng. His son donated a pickup truck to the clinic. Here, it's the one parked in the yard!"

Standing on the ground, Li Canyang raised his hand to face the watch, pointing to the pickup truck parked in the yard.

Anyway, Li Maoyang is his cousin, so he has to be helpful in front of outsiders, not to mention that Li Canyang is not pleasing to the eye when Huang Jinjin looks like an official, what the hell, just a village secretary in the countryside, this spectrum It's so big!

That's why he especially emphasized the words "senior cadres" when he spoke.

Huang Qianjin stood up and took a look at the pickup truck in the yard. The [-]% new SAIC Maxus is worth more than [-] yuan, right?
He frowned deeply for a moment.

Is Li Maoyang's worth so high?
And it was a "senior retired cadre" who came to Dukou Village for treatment some time ago?
How advanced?
I heard that the lineup is quite big?With a caravan and regular doctors in the hospital?

"Maoyang, what is the identity of the old man you treated?"

Thinking of this, Huang Jinjin asked Li Maoyang.

In his mouth, Li Maoyang changed from "Little Li" to "Maoyang".

"I don't know." Li Maoyang shook his head, "I'll take care of the treatment. It doesn't matter how high an official he is."

There are some thorns in this statement.

Huang Qianjin frowned.

Wang Xishun said: "The old man's surname seems to be Qi, and his name is Temur. His son is Bilig, the owner of the company."

Surname Qi?Named Temur?From Qingcheng, the capital of the province?
Huang Jinjin's eyebrows jumped, he seemed to have heard the name from the mouth of the deputy county magistrate in charge of sanitation!

impossible? !
Such a person would go to such a small village to seek medical treatment?

Or find a little-known farting monkey boy like Li Maoyang for treatment?
However, thinking about it again, it seems that there is nothing new about it. No matter how big one's status is, after all, one is retired, has a serious illness, and rushes to the doctor in a hurry. How can there be any distinction between high and low?

I must have been to those big hospitals in Kyoto, but they were not cured, so maybe I went to such a small village for treatment in the end!
Thinking of this, Huang Qianjin finally felt how unreliable the conditions he asked Wang Xishun to invite Li Maoyang to see his second father on his behalf were!

No wonder this thorny Li Maoyang was directly offended!
It's hard to say anything now.

This stunned young man had already made it clear to him just now, "It doesn't matter how high an official he is, it doesn't matter to me", people don't care about him as the mayor at all!

Think about it, they are not part of the system, and they don't rely on you for food!
His score really can't be put on Li Maoyang!
People don't like him at all!
Huang Qianjin frowned for a while, and then quickly let go. Obviously, no matter how much his brows are wrinkled, it won't help!
　Second update today.

　　
　
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