Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 393 - 393 393 No Acupuncture

393: Chapter 393: No Acupuncture?

393: Chapter 393: No Acupuncture?

“Children’s Relief Fund in the mountain area!” Qin Han said placidly and then added, “After Wang Pingchuan arrives, ask him about it.

I want some peace and quiet.”

Having said that, Qin Han lay down on the Taishi Chair and began to doze off.

Zhang Yalin looked at Qin Han, pursed her lips, and took the check outside.

There weren’t many patients at the clinic that afternoon, so Qin Han simply went into the back room and took a nap.

Song Li, meanwhile, had nearly wiped down every nook and cranny of the clinic.

When Qin Han woke up and saw the clinic looking brand new, he smiled and said:

“You’re only supposed to cook.

Let Yalin and the others take care of the cleaning!”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yalin rolled her eyes and said, “Hey, why are you so petty?

Didn’t you say you wouldn’t hold a grudge?”

“I am tempering your character,” Qin Han said lightly.

Song Li, however, said with a smile, “It’s okay, it’s okay.

Yalin has to stay busy with preparing medicine and decoctions during the day.

I’m not tired.”

“Hmph, Sister Song is the best!” After saying that, Zhang Yalin gave Qin Han another glare.

While they were talking, a group of people came in through the door; it was Xi Ruoyu’s family.

Today, Xi Ruoyu had a healthy glow about her, and the joy in her brow was written all over her face.

Looking at Qin Han, her eyes were filled with gratitude tinged with a hint of shyness.

The moment Xi Ruoyu’s parents entered, they tried to kneel down to Qin Han but were quickly stopped by him.

This was also the first time Zhang Yalin looked at Qin Han with eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.

Yesterday, according to Qin Han’s instructions, they went to the First Hospital for an examination.

Combined with the previous results from the Second Hospital, the contrast made the examining physicians exclaim in disbelief.

However, upon hearing that it was Qin Han who treated her, the doctor’s mood instantly returned to normal, which allowed Zhang Yalin and Xi Ruoyu to witness Qin Han’s prestige in the First Hospital.

In addition to the heads of departments, Zhu Muchun personally came to visit.

Simply because it was Qin Han who gave the instructions, the doctors at the First Hospital had smiles on their faces whenever they heard Qin Han’s name.

After all, Qin Han was all too familiar with the First Hospital; importantly, they had fought battles together.

Zhu Muchun grandly announced that the medical fees were waived.

Qin Han’s medical skills had become even sharper.

Although there had been a misdiagnosis, Xi Ruoyu’s illness was not true leukemia, but what blood-related disease is ever simple?

Even if such a disease could be diagnosed at the First Hospital without a misdiagnosis, treatment would be very troublesome.

Yet Qin Han had cured it with what seemed like a casual flick of his wrist.

It was a pity Qin Han was so low-key, for if these achievements were revealed, not just Zhongzhou, but Longguo, and even the entire world would cheer for Qin Han!

Now, the doctors at the First Hospital were no longer wondering what Qin Han could do, but what he couldn’t do.

Was there any illness he couldn’t cure?

In short, as the first patient entrusted to them personally by Qin Han, the First Hospital provided Xi Ruoyu with the utmost care and attention.

This also made Xi Ruoyu and her family realize how deeply indebted they were, with no clue how to repay the kindness.

After helping Xi Ruoyu’s parents up, Qin Han gestured for Xi Ruoyu to sit down.

After examining Xi Ruoyu’s pulse, Qin Han nodded gently, “The effect is not bad.”

“Prepare for a herbal bath,” Qin Han said, turning to Zhang Yalin.

Upon hearing this, Xi Ruoyu was taken aback, then asked, “No acupuncture needed?”

Qin Han looked up, and with a puzzled glance, he looked at Xi Ruoyu, which made her want to die of embarrassment.

Acupuncture required disrobing; it was as if she was eager to undress.

At this point, Xi Ruoyu’s face was as red as a ripe apple.

She was utterly mortified.

How could she have pursued the question with Doctor Qin?

It involved undressing!

“One session of acupuncture was enough.

Your illness still requires medication for a gradual treatment,” Qin Han said calmly!

“Mm, I got it,” Xi Ruoyu nodded gently upon hearing the words.

Zhang Yalin then prepared the medicinal bath with ease, having done it just the day before, so Qin Han didn’t need to worry about it.

Patient numbers at the clinic were unusually low that day, with Xi Ruoyu being the only one aside from no other patients.

However, this was fine as it gave Qin Han time to develop a medicine to slow the flow of blood.

Looking at the finished product, Qin Han put it into a bag, stood up, and prepared to leave for the First Hospital.

But as he stood up and looked towards the entrance of the clinic, he saw Chu Hong still stubbornly squatting across the street from the clinic.

Shaking his head, Qin Han said to Xu Bingyan,

“I’m stepping out for a bit.

Wait to prescribe the medicine until I get back.”

The reason he wanted to visit the First Hospital wasn’t that he felt exceptionally responsible, nor was it to deliver the medicine; his main concern was Xi Ruoyu’s soft gaze.

The indescribable sentiment made Qin Han feel uneasy; having Ji Chufei was headache enough with her calling him late at night, and now there was also Xi Ruoyu.

Qin Han even considered whether he should refrain from treating female patients in the future.

Outside the door, Qin Han looked at Chu Hong, who was also looking back at him.

The two stared at each other, a stand-off of gazes.

“You’re quite persistent, aren’t you?” Qin Han asked.

Chu Hong snorted coldly, “Hmph!” Then, somewhat proudly, she said, “You think this will make me back down?

You’re underestimating me.

I must interview you!”

“Have you forgotten what happened last time?” Qin Han asked with a frown!

Hearing this, Chu Hong got somewhat flustered and said, “Why are you so petty?”

“I just want you to accept an interview, is that so hard?” Chu Hong shouted at Qin Han’s retreating back!

“Maybe in your next life!” Qin Han said without looking back!

As he spoke, a cloud of dust rose up as Qin Han drove away in his car.

At the First Hospital, Qin Han arrived as promised.

In the office, Zhong Meimei was fiddling with her phone out of sheer boredom.

Zhu Muchun had told her she only needed to be responsible for Qin Han, and if he wasn’t there, she had nothing to do – making her workday a breeze and by herself.

But Qin Han wasn’t a doctor at the First Hospital; he wouldn’t stay there all day, so Zhong Meimei spent most of her days alone.

Seeing Qin Han, Zhong Meimei was momentarily stunned, “Dr.

Qin, when did you arrive?

I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” She hurriedly put away her phone, then straightened some of her slightly messy hair, looking at Qin Han nervously.

“Mm, is Zhu Muchun around?” Qin Han nodded at Zhong Meimei and asked.

Zhong Meimei quickly stood up and said, “He’s in a meeting; almost all the department heads are there.”

“Oh, then you give this medicine to Zhu Muchun for me,” Qin Han said with a smile, and then he sat down on the office sofa, making tea for himself.

Zhong Meimei bowed her head and joyfully took the medicine.

In all of the First Hospital, aside from the executives, she was one of the few who got to interact with Dr.

Qin up close.

She knocked on the conference room door and gently pushed it open.

“Who is it?”

“Director, it’s me; I’ve come to deliver the medicine,” Zhong Meimei said sweetly.

Zhu Muchun was startled; he hadn’t asked her to deliver any medicine?

“No discipline,” a middle-aged doctor couldn’t help but scold.

Although Zhong Meimei was now directly responsible to Qin Han, she had been appointed by Zhu Muchun personally, so not many people knew about it.

“Don’t you know we’re in a meeting?

Can’t whatever it is wait until the meeting’s over?

Which department are you from?”