Day 1

The lobby of the Imperial Medical Department Medical Clinic is really spacious, with a layout similar to that of Zhen's Medical Clinic. On the front is a portrait of Shennong, the ancestor of medicine, and an altar is placed below, filled with various offerings.

There are four rooms on both sides of the altar, one on the left and three on the right. They all have curtains hanging with signs on them, and the one on the left says the medical supervision clinic, while the three on the right says the medical supervision clinic.

There is a long medicine cabinet on the left, and four or five guys are busy getting medicine for people. The clinic on the right is not divided into small rooms like the Zhen clinic, but a waist-high partition with a square table inside and a doctor in the back, which can be seen by each other.

On the wall next to the door, there are several rows of long seats, most of which are sitting, and a few are still in pain. There are also sick children crying unscrupulously, mixed with the painful soft moans of other patients, which is a bit cunning.

A guy next to the door saw Zuo Shaoyang wearing an official robe, and was slightly surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Sir, are you..."

"I am Zuo Zhong Shaoyang, the new doctor at Southeast Medical Center."

"It turns out that it is Master Liao, Zuo, Master Zuo, and all the medical officials are waiting for you to come." The guy turned around and said to the clinic loudly: "My medical supervisor, Master Zuo, Master Zuo, is here."

With this voice, everyone in the lobby looked up at him, including the doctors and the patients waiting for the hospital.

At this time, the curtain of the doctor's room next to the altar was lifted up, and a young man came out. Seeing Zuo Shaoyang, he bowed and walked over, smiling and said, "Dr. Zuo is here. Lao Jiu's surname is Liu, and he is from the doctor in this clinic. Yesterday, he had already received the official from the Ministry of Personnel, saying that the new doctor's master Zuo is coming, and he is waiting. Unexpectedly, he will come today. - Why don't you quickly lead Zuo's official horse to the stable behind?"

The guy who had been welcoming guests quickly agreed. After asking Zuo Shaoyang the official horse riding, he went out to lead the horse to the special stable in the backyard.

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly bowed and greeted him: "It turned out to be Lord Liu."

Doctor Liu laughed and said, "I'll be my family in the future, so don't see each other anymore. Come on, I'll take you to see Medical Supervisor Liao, and Lord Ma, uh, they, this one, should be busy seeing a doctor, so they didn't come out. Please come here."

Doctor Liu led Zuo Shaoyang to the door of the first room on the right side of the altar: "This is the clinic room of Master Ma, and they are all colleagues, let's go in and meet."

Zuo Shaoyang lifted the curtain and saw a man in the New Year, who was very short and fat, and was taking a pulse for an old man. Liu Yizheng said: "Sir Ma, this is the new Zuo Yizheng from our clinic. Today, the doctor is taking the Tanhualang."

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, Lord Ma."

The flattering sperm glanced at him, but he didn't respond, and he still took the pulse. Zuo Shaoyang was a little embarrassed, but he was diagnosing the disease, and the patient was the first, so it was understandable that he ignored him. So he waited patiently.

After the pulse was taken, the flattering sperm was talking to the patient, all of which were irrelevant. After waiting for a long time, he finally picked up his pen and wrote the prescription and asked the patient to get the medicine.

Taking advantage of this time, Zuo Shaoyang hurried and smiled, "Master Ma, you are so busy, hehe, my name is Zuo Zhong, my name is Shaoyang, it's..."

The Ma Yi was still blind to Zuo Shaoyang, and turned his head to shout outside without expression, "Next"

The guy who was serving outside hurriedly greeted the patient waiting for the doctor. The patient seemed to be an old patient. Ma Yizheng knew him, and the two started chatting as if no one was around.

Zuo Shaoyang's energy came without a single attack. Ma Yizheng was too arrogant. He was just a medical officer like himself. Why didn't he even understand such politeness? When he brushed his sleeves, he turned around and went out the door. He heard Ma Yizheng behind him say coldly: "Arrogant people, bring humiliation to themselves."

I don’t know if this sentence is about himself, but Zuo Shaoyang’s heart is like a stone, and he really wants to grab him and ask what’s going on.

Doctor Liu saw Zuo Shaoyang's anger and hurriedly came out and whispered: "Don't calm down. This is what he is like. He can only flatter the officials. He has his face to show off his official position and his subordinates. His surname is Ma. Because he likes to flatter, we secretly call him flattery. Don't be as knowledgeable as such people. Let's go to see the medical supervisor."

"Okay, thank you." Zuo Shaoyang smiled reluctantly and followed Doctor Liu to the door of the room on the left side of the altar. Doctor Liu lifted the curtain and said, "Please please, Lord Zuo."

Zuo Shaoyang bowed and walked in with his robe. The office of the medical inspector was quite large, with two suites inside and outside. There was a row of windows open to the back, which was very bright, but the windows were closed. I don’t know what was behind. The outer room of the room was a living room with a few chairs and tea tables and tea sets. There were two rows of shelves against the walls on both sides, and some utensils were placed. Thick door curtains were hung in the inner passage, with bright red brocade embroidered.

Doctor Liu lifted up the curtain of the corridor and whispered in, "Mr. Liao, Lord Zuo is here."

Behind a few marble pear blossoms in the inner room, there was an old man with a long and shriveled face, with triangular eyes and a few sparse goatee on his chin. He was holding a book in his hand, shaking his head to look at it. He heard them talking, his eyelids flipped, looked at Zuo Shaoyang, snorted in his nostrils, and then looked back at the book, as if this was nothing at all.

Zuo Shaoyang originally thought he was treating the patient, so he didn't have time to come out to say hello. Unexpectedly, he was just reading a book. He was new and his deputy. Even if he didn't come out to say hello, he should have a smile when he came in, and he should be greeted and sat down. How could he be so cold? He felt a little uncomfortable.

It is no wonder that the medical supervision is an official from the eighth grade, and the doctor is from the ninth grade. Although the two are one level different in terms of grade rank, in terms of levels, since each grade rank has "right" and "follower", there are also differences between the upper and lower levels, that is, the grade rank is one level different, and the levels are four levels different. So Zuo Shaoyang and Liao Medical Supervision are four levels different. No wonder he is so arrogant.

However, Zuo Shaoyang has met several high-ranking officials, including Du Yan, the Censor of the Third-rank (Deputy Premier-level Cadre), who was a third-rank (Deputy Premier-level Cadre). He has seen him all. Although the other party was just sick, Peng Bing, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, whom he met yesterday, was already a fourth-rank senior official, who was much higher than Liao Guichang's level. He greeted him happily when he saw him. This goatee was too disgusted with people. I guess he didn't know that he was recommended by Du Yan, otherwise, even if he was unwilling to curry favor with the powerful, he would not be so indifferent.

Originally, Zuo Shaoyang wanted to bow to him, but seeing that he was like this, he also coldly turned his hands behind his back and said directly: "My medical supervisor, I am the new doctor Zuo Zhong Shaoyang of our library. I'm here to report."

The medical supervisor ignored it and leisurely turned over a page of paper and continued to watch.

Zuo Shaoyang really wanted to turn around and leave, but on the first day of work, he couldn't have a quarrel with his boss, so he forced himself to wait for him to tell him with his hands behind his back.

After waiting for a long time, Medical Superintendent Liao ran a long voice and said, "What's your name?"

Zuo Shaoyang's energy came without a single attack, thinking that even if you have not been subjected to the Ministry of Personnel, you always have ears, right? Didn't you hear the name I just said? I repeated it again.

Medical Supervisor Liao seemed to have not heard it, and he looked at the book with relish, as if Zuo Shaoyang and the others were not there at all.

Zuo Shaoyang was so angry that he said coldly, "I'm going to do things." After that, he turned around and wanted to go out.

"Stop" Medical Superintendent Liao snapped and slapped the book on the table. "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you leaving?"

Zuo Shaoyang slowly turned around, looked at him, and didn't say anything.

Medical Supervisor Liao's triangular eyes widened and pointed at Zuo Shaoyang and said to Doctor Liu, "Look at him like this, with his hands on his back, and he doesn't even give him any favors. Does he have his eyes still have his own official?"

"This..." Doctor Liu smiled embarrassedly and did not dare to answer.

Medical Supervisor Liao snorted heavily in his nostrils: "No wonder, people dare to criticize Zhongjing's Medical Saint on the test paper. How could they take my official eyes so arrogantly?"

Zuo Shaoyang understood a little. Why did this medical supervisor be so indifferent to himself as soon as he came? I guess he knew that his medical examination answer sheet pointed out the error of the Baihu Decoction syndrome in Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases". This is an indisputable fact in later generations, but no one recognized it in the early Tang Dynasty. These people regarded Zhang Zhongjing as a sage in the medical world and as a god. If someone dared to criticize God, and this person was an unknown junior, it would definitely arouse strong disgust among the old scholars in the medical world.

It seems that the old medical inspector did not look down on himself, but was angry that he criticized the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing for some minor mistakes. He was just not right to others. After thinking about this section, Zuo Shaoyang became calm. No matter what, he was an elder after all, and he should have a greeting because of his white beard, so he bowed and said, "My medical inspector, I have bowed to you here." After that, he bowed.

Unexpectedly, this did not make Medical Supervisor Liao look a little better. He sneered and hummed, lifted his robe and sat back behind several cases, picked up the book and read it again.

Zuo Shaoyang was not right to leave, nor was he stayed, so he turned to look at Liu Yizheng. Liu Yizheng smiled and said nodded outside.

Zuo Shaoyang nodded and bowed to Medical Superintendent Liao and said, "If the Lord has no instructions, I will leave."

"Stop" Medical Superintendent Liao finally spoke lazily, "There is no one in the ulcer department in this clinic, so you will be responsible in the future."

Zuo Shaoyang was stunned for a moment and bowed to his hands: "The sore department is responsible for the Huzhi Department. This is nothing, it's just a female department. Huzhi is a man. This is a bit inconvenient."

"If you are not convenient, don't do it?" Liao Medical Supervisor said coldly, "The three doctors in our medical supervision are all men. If you think it is not suitable, then who is suitable? I am the right one?"

Zuo Shaoyang had nothing to say and was too lazy to say it, and bowed: "Since the medical supervisor trusts the low-level position, he will be responsible for the female department."

"Trust you? Hehe, you are too arrogant to yourself." Medical Superintendent Liao dragged his voice and said in a strange tone: "I can remind you in advance that the reputation of female patients in the female department is related to the reputation of female patients. You are a young man, don't be moved by the beauty and touch your heart. If you touch your hands and feet, you will cause trouble. I will not care about it."
Chapter completed!