Ao Zhisheng brought the medicine box he had used for many years. The red cross symbols on it were mottled, and the white paint fell off even more, revealing the brown and yellow wooden body inside.

Ao Muyang is very familiar with this medicine box. When he had any headaches and fever when he was a child, he would see this medicine box.

Because he went to a municipal hospital, Ao Zhisheng prepared very seriously, put on his glasses and a white coat. On the white coat, he embroidered a line of small words: Chaotan Commune Training Class of Union Hospital.

It was cold in the evening, and the sea fishing boat was open-top, so it was naturally impossible to drive at this time. He drove directly on the Big Dragon Head, and a big ship sailed through the wind and waves towards the urban port.

Lu Zhizi was also with her. She went to buy milk in advance. Ao Muyang and Ao Daguo drove the boat. She went to the boat kitchen to heat the milk, and each person came to keep the cold with a cup.

When he arrived at the dock, Ao Daguo said with some concern: "Longtou, can this work? Doctors in large hospitals must be very taboo to let foreign doctors come to their territory, right?"

Ao Muyang said: "Let's go and have a look first, if the teacher is sure, let's talk about it."

They took a taxi to the hospital. At this time, the hospital had already gotten off work. The doctor on duty was busy in the office, but only the nurse on duty was still in a hurry.

Mingyuan is Mingyuan, with a large number of nurses on duty, and there are five or six girls working on one floor.

Ao Zhisheng doesn't come to the city often and hasn't been to the municipal hospital for many years.

The hospital is now very modern, with cameras, large and large screens and automatic service machines everywhere. The old rural doctor was dazzled and sighed: "It would be great if the hospital in the town can have these advanced things."

Ao Muyang found Cheng Deming's ward with ease. Because he would have a fever at night, there was a full-time nurse in the ward staring at him.

Seeing someone coming and someone wearing a white coat, the nurse immediately blocked the door with caution: "What are you doing?"

Ao Muyang said: "I am Mr. Cheng's friend. We are all his friends. I came during the day and chatted with a beautiful nurse named Liao at that time."

The nurse was still alert and said, "If you want to visit your friends, please come back tomorrow. This is a special nursing ward. Non-medical staff are not allowed to enter at night."

Her eyes were more on Ao Zhisheng. The municipal hospital would receive a large number of seriously ill patients every day. Many diseases could not be cured even for top hospitals like 301, let alone municipal hospitals.

Therefore, some scammers and unscrupulous doctors will sneak into the hospital and use the so-called "secret recipes passed down from ancestors" and "magic medicines of the palace" to encourage patients or their families to go out for medical treatment, and then make money and cheat money.

Now, the nurse treats Ao Zhisheng as such. She takes out a walkie-talkie and is ready to call the security guard at any time.

At this time, the ward door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked out and frowned and asked, "Why are you so noisy?"

Ao Muyang vaguely remembered that he had seen this person. It seemed that when he was selling gloomy wooden tables, Cheng Deming took him to pick up the goods.

Seeing this, he quickly introduced himself.

The middle-aged man didn't think much, and he turned around and said, "Teacher Cheng, Mr. Ao Muyang, who came in the morning, is here again, saying that he has something urgent to see you."

Cheng Deming's hoarse voice sounded: "Xiao Ao, let him come in. I don't have much time. If you can meet friends, just meet friends."

The nurse could not stop her. She glared at Ao Muyang and others fiercely, and quickly walked towards the doctor's office on duty.

Ao Zhisheng entered the ward and immediately opened Cheng Deming's eyelids and looked at it, then asked him to stick out his tongue and take his pulse. In short, he went through the Chinese medicine routine.

As soon as he put down his hand, the nurse arrived with a gentle doctor.

The doctor walked in with a calm face and said, "Where do you come from? Why?"

Cheng Deming's assistant told the situation straightforwardly. When he heard that Ao Zhisheng was a barefoot doctor from the countryside or a Chinese medicine doctor, the doctor on duty was immediately furious.

"Isn't this a nonsense? Your family is really in a hurry to seek medical treatment. Now our goal is to control the disease and study the pathology. What are you looking for doctors to do? If the condition is unknown, it is a taboo in medicine!"

The doctor on duty is quite qualified. He did not directly talk about Ao Zhisheng's identity as a rural doctor, nor did he despise Ao Zhisheng's identity, but instead spoke by changing the treatment plan in the middle.

The female nurse helped her out, and the two scolded Cheng Deming and her assistant first, and then prepared to expel Ao Muyang and the other two.

Ao Zhisheng, who had been silent, took a breath and said slowly: "I am sure that this patient can be cured. I think I can cure his illness."

When Cheng Deming heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and his face turned rosy: "Really, cough cough is it true?"

The doctor lowered his face and said to Ao Zhisheng: "Sir, do you have a medical qualification certificate?"

Ao Zhisheng took out a small red book in his close pocket and said, "Yes, my medical qualification certificate was issued by Mr. Song Zhijing, director of traditional Chinese medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Xiaohong's book is already very old. Ao Muyang went up to take a look. It was 1965.

Cheng Deming asked Ao Zhisheng urgently: "Old sir, can you really cough cough, cough cough, cure my problem?"

Ao Zhisheng nodded and said, "I am probably 90% sure."

Cheng Deming immediately said to the doctor on duty: "I received his treatment. Doctor Zeng, don't worry about this matter. I can trust Xiao Ao and this old man."

The doctor on duty was anxious and said, "Mr. Cheng, you..."

"I know what I know." Cheng Deming said with great enthusiasm, "Don't say anything. At worst, you can do it as a living person. I haven't seen any problems in the hospital for so many days. I have to try other channels."

The doctor on duty couldn't persuade him, so he called the director who was resting at home and called back.

At this time, Ao Zhisheng took out a piece of paper and wrote on it, stroke by stroke, and his handwriting was elegant and upright, and he felt like he was jumping out of the paper. He was so taller than the ghostly talisman in the hospital.

He said to Cheng Deming's assistant: "This is a decoction. Comrade, you can get medicine on the street and get medicine. Pay attention to the medicine of cicada shells. You must be old cicada shells. I have brought some, and you can use it first."

The assistant obviously believed in the municipal hospital more. He did not go to take the medicine order, but looked at the doctor on duty with hesitant eyes.

Cheng Deming was anxious: "Xiao Du, what are you doing? Take it and do it as the old man told me!"

The doctor on duty is also very anxious here. He will never allow his patients to take medicines prescribed by the doctor outside. This is irresponsible to the patients!

But his words were useless. Cheng Deming was very independent and rich. The doctor dared not offend him. As long as the doctor on duty said too much, he would be discharged from the hospital.
Chapter completed!