The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 125 - 125 124 Function

125: Chapter 124: Function 125: Chapter 124: Function This person isn’t just anyone with a humble background, although she looked no different from an ordinary aged woman with her wilted yellow-greenish complexion.

However, her title was genuinely resounding: the chief physician of the oncology department at Yuhua City People’s Hospital, a pivotal leader in tumor medicine, and the head of the Yuhua City Health Bureau’s research group.

These titles were just for show; her credentials were as solid as iron, having published articles in both domestic and international academic journals.

To put it simply, even leaders and their families needed to respectfully address her as Doctor Wang when seeking her out!

The male doctor standing next to her, Xu Haijiang, carried himself like a patient with advanced cervical spondylosis, unable to lower his proudly held head, sporting a permanently cold, expressionless face.

This wasn’t because he had some kind of twitching disorder; his father was the vice-director of Yuhua City People’s Hospital and Wang Shunqin’s immediate superior.

As the saying goes, “Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and a mouse’s son can make holes.” But ironically, Xu Haijiang wasn’t cut out for studying medicine at all, and after much struggle, he barely managed to graduate from a medical program.

Thus, he could only temporarily idle away at this township health clinic before finding an excuse to transfer back to the city hospital.

Wang Shunqin set the stage, and Xu Haijiang would perform the show, walking through this formality to officially secure a place for Xu Haijiang here.

But this plot unknowingly snagged Chen Qiuya, who was none the wiser.

“Doctor Chen, Doctor Wang was being polite with what she said!

I speak frankly.

To put it bluntly, if you’re not capable, you’re out!

If you can pass the test, then we can talk,” Xu Haijiang said, his head held high, as if staring at the second floor, unable to look down.

Chen Qiuya’s face turned red, feeling somewhat embarrassed and indignant.

Where did this Xu Haijiang get off, coming around giving her orders?

“Alright, alright!

Doctor Chen, the test is really simple.

According to the regulations and requirements from above, we’ve selected a patient for you to diagnose and treat using traditional Chinese medicine techniques.

Score a passing grade, and consider it done.

Do you have any other questions?” Wang Shunqin asked with a smile, implying that the test was nothing more than a formality to fulfill a higher-up mandate.

Chen Qiuya smiled slightly, seeming to be quite confident as she said to Wang Shunqin, “I have no issues.

Let the patient come.”

“Come, come, come!

Over here!

Sit down over here.” Seeing Chen Qiuya nod her agreement, Xu Haijiang hurriedly called the patient over, displaying an impatient demeanor.

The patient, who looked as limp as a loofah, took a seat in front of Chen Qiuya; he lowered his head and glanced at her legs, shuddering suddenly.

He truly had never seen such shiny legs before, and his spirit seemed to perk up a bit.

“Which one of you will start?” Wang Shunqin asked Chen Qiuya and Xu Haijiang, trying to appear just and impartial.

Knowing the outcome already, Xu Haijiang didn’t want to waste any more time.

His long face grew even longer as he shouldered past Chen Qiuya, saying impatiently, “I’ll go first!”

Not a shred of gentlemanliness, rushing as if racing to catch a hearse for reincarnation!

Chen Qiuya rubbed her shoulder and said, “Then let him go first.”

“Cough cough!

Doctor Xu, you should still…

say what needs to be said,” Wang Shunqin reminded Xu Haijiang in a low voice.

After all, she was someone with a reputation to uphold, and she really worried that this young master might mess things up.

In front of so many people, she would not be able to save face.

“Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes ‘looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse.’ Tell me about your specific situation,” Xu Haijiang said to the patient, rambling with phrases that anyone who had watched a few TV shows would know, clearly just going through the motions as if his mere presence was a favor.

“I have no strength in my body, just feeling tired and weary, light-headed and weak in the legs.

I don’t know what has happened these past few days,” the patient told Xu Haijiang, indeed seeming to struggle even to speak.

“Alright!

I’ve made my diagnosis, the patient has explained everything clearly.

You’ve all seen my diagnostic method.

I’m giving in a bit here, so it’s your turn, Doctor Chen,” Xu Haijiang said to Chen Qiuya.

His lordly nature was as obvious as the open-crotch trousers he’d worn as a child, and his words made it clear he believed Chen Qiuya was taking advantage of him.

If he really lost, he could find an excuse to save face for himself.

Chen Qiuya ignored Xu Haijiang and politely nodded to Wang Shunqin before starting her own diagnosis of the patient.

As she carried out her examination and questioning, Xu Haijiang would interject abruptly, “Isn’t this the same as what I did earlier?

Aren’t these the same questions I asked?”

The methods and questioning of traditional Chinese medicine have been the same since the Ming Dynasty, but Xu Haijiang just had to keep bragging, making everyone around feel as though Chen Qiuya had somehow taken great advantage of him.

“Pissing with bubbles, aren’t you ashamed of the stink?” Liu Hun muttered to himself as he stood behind, feeling confident that he had come at the right time.

If Chen Qiuya really lost and the clinic fell into Xu Haijiang’s hands, all his previous calculations would have been for naught.

“Doctor Wang, I’ve also finished my diagnosis,” Chen Qiuya said, standing up and addressing Wang Shunqin, while taking the opportunity to write her diagnosis in her notebook.

Wang Shunqin, seeing that both had finished writing their diagnoses, took them both and started to read, “Dr.

Xu’s diagnosis is throat inflammation combined with a cold, with the focus of the illness in the throat.

Is that right?”

“Hmm,” Xu Haijiang vaguely answered Wang Shunqin.

Even though Wang Shunqin was not satisfied with Xu Haijiang’s attitude, since he was the son of a superior, she didn’t want to overstep, and so turned to Chen Qiuya and asked, “Your diagnosis is excessive heart fire and cold damp in the lungs, leading to the current condition, with the focus of the illness in the kidney area, is that correct?”

“Yes,” Chen Qiuya replied, clear and to the point.

She had enough confidence in her medical skills and didn’t want to give up the profession, so she had to win over Xu Haijiang, the patient with third-stage cervical spondylosis, today.

While Chen Qiuya was speaking with Wang Shunqin, Xu Haijiang’s mind started to scheme.

Thinking it over, he realized that despite Wang Shunqin’s support, he knew his own weight and that he had to come up with some other tricks.

He approached the patient and then poked the patient’s leg with his hand.

“What’s that biting me here…” the patient started to complain and as he looked down, he saw Xu Haijiang’s hand holding two folded one hundred yuan notes.

Perked up like someone who’d just taken opium, he quickly waved off the concern, “It’s nothing!

Nothing!

I quite like it.

I’m happy!” While speaking, he surreptitiously pocketed Xu Haijiang’s money.

Others didn’t notice Xu Haijiang’s petty actions, but Liu Hun, who had been watching the patient’s every move, caught it and felt even more concerned about it than Chen Qiuya.

Seeing this, he immediately got an idea.

“Alright, according to the rules and procedures, the next step is treatment.

I’d like to ask the patient, which doctor’s diagnosis do you feel is closer to your condition, and whose treatment would you like to receive first?” Wang Shunqin asked the patient.

As the saying goes, a favor received makes you indebted, the patient instantly pointed at Xu Haijiang and said, “Him!

I want treatment from him!”

“Alright, then let’s have Dr.

Xu go first,” Wang Shunqin nodded and promptly let Xu Haijiang take the stage.

After sterilizing the acupuncture needles, Xu Haijiang had the patient lie on the bed and then leaned in close to start acupuncture.

As his body blocked the view of the crowd, he lowered his voice and whispered to the patient, “Later on you just jump up and say your illness is cured, that you don’t need any treatment anymore.

No matter what they say, even if they make wild claims, you must insist you won’t accept any further treatment.

Understand?”

“Ow!

Look at the size of this needle, it’s so long, it’s killing me!

I’ve gone deaf; I didn’t hear anything you just said,” the patient said with a pained expression to Xu Haijiang.

Xu Haijiang quickly understood the patient’s intent and hurriedly pulled out another three hundred yuan from his pocket, stealthily handing it over while saying, “We’ve both seen what we needed to, can you hear now?”

“Ah, that’s comfortable!

That’s the spot!

Right as this needle went in, I felt not just my throat but my eyes clearing up!” The patient, having taken the money, began to shout in a loud voice.

Standing outside, Chen Qiuya heard the patient’s words and immediately started to panic.

Although she trusted her medical skills, her confidence began to fall away like chopsticks in soup, standing one moment and then slowly collapsing.

The hour for acupuncture passed, and as soon as Xu Haijiang pulled the silver needles from the patient’s throat, the patient immediately jumped up and, grasping Xu Haijiang’s hand excitedly, said, “Dr.

Xu!

Thank you!

I am so grateful to you!

Look at me now, hey!

I’m cured!

Just a few needles and it’s all better!”

Seeing this, Chen Qiuya got even more anxious, her hands clasping tightly together, almost breaking her fingers, before realizing there was still a judge present and quickly grabbing Wang Shunqin like she was catching a thief, “Doctor Wang, it’s my turn now, right?”

Wang Shunqin, seeing that the patient had already been cured, thought it was okay for Chen Qiuya to go through the motions, regardless of how the results would be announced later, and with so many watching, the procedures still had to be followed, so she said to the patient, “Patient, we’ll need to trouble you once more, to ensure your condition is treated, our Dr.

Chen…”

“What?!

What Dr.

Chen?

Don’t talk to me about any other doctors!

Right now, here, I only know Dr.

Xu, only he is the doctor.

No no no…” the patient protested, then grabbed Xu Haijiang’s hand again, “No!

Dr.

Xu, you’re not just a doctor!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Haijiang figured that the patient wanted more money and, though he did not lack funds, being extorted left a bad taste in his mouth.

As he was turning this over in his mind, he suddenly noticed the patient’s lips beginning to move—was this a hint of something more to say?