The migrant worker was accompanied by a worker. His expression was very frightened, looking around, suspicious. When he came in, he looked under the table and behind the door.

Sitting on the stool in front of Du Jie, he also shrank his head and mind. If someone's voice was louder, he would immediately scream and shrank into a ball.

The coworkers who accompanied him saw several people in the house, all wearing white coats, and didn't know who to look for for treatment.

However, Du Jie was the youngest compared to the others, so he smiled and looked at Wang Feiyang, because he was the oldest and most grand inside.

The migrant worker said to Wang Feiyang: "Doctor, he is a worker on our construction site. He fell off his hand and scaffolding a month ago and fell on his head. After being discharged from the hospital for more than half a month, he fell into this disease. He was suspicious all day long, frightened and frightened if he had a little movement. It is normal for all kinds of messy sounds on the construction site, but it will scare him to the point of being like a mouse that just came out of the hole. He can't work like this. The foreman said that if he continues like this, he will go home."

As soon as he said this, the patient suddenly called him: "If I don't go home, I will be fired, where will I make money? The whole family is waiting for me to make money and go back to support my family."

The coworker said helplessly: "So you have taken to the hospital for treatment."

Wang Feiyang had no expression on his face, and did not even look at Du Jie, and said directly: "Have you brought the medical records of the hospital before, CT photos or the like?"

"Take it, bring it all."

The coworkers carried a large stack of materials in a plastic bag and placed them all on the table. Wang Feiyang took them out and began to insert the CT films skillfully on the picture machine to start watching. Xiaopang and Su Haixiang surrounded him and discussed.

Xiaopang looked at Du Jie a little embarrassedly, and saw that Du Jie's expression was calm, he said nothing.

After the three of them discussed the CT film, Wang Feiyang said: "He is a sequelae caused by concussion and laceration. This problem is not big. Pay attention to rest and it will get better after a while."

The coworker said anxiously: "You can't wait. After the foreman said that he would be fired soon. He has been out of the hospital for almost a week and has been lying in the shed and cannot go to work. We also went to the brain surgery department before. They said it was the same as you said, saying it was useless. Western medicine can't do anything about this disease. Pay attention to rest, strengthen nutrition, and adjust the mood to get better. At most, prescribe some sleeping medicine. After I came out, I thought, if Western medicine is not good, just come to see the Chinese medicine. Since we need to condition, see if we can prescribe a medicine to condition it?"

Wang Feiyang didn't see Du Jie's reaction, and turned his head to Su Haixiang and said, "You Chinese medicine is an authority, your uncle is a Chinese medicine practitioner, and you are considered to be half a Chinese medicine monk. The Chinese medicine doctor in the school got full marks again. You can prescribe a prescription for him."

Su Haixiang was not polite either. She didn't see Du Jie. She took the patient's hand to take the pulse, looked at her tongue again, and said, "You are called panic. Do you usually have nightmares when sleeping?"

The patient was able to answer, nodding and said, "I often have nightmares."

The coworker said, "Yes, he sometimes screams in his dreams and often wakes up."

Su Haixiang said: "Your complexion is pale and smooth, your tongue is pale and thick, the coating is white and thick. I just diagnosed your pulse. The pulse is thin and weak. This is because you fell from a high place and you are frightened and chaotic, causing damage to the brain, liver and kidneys, and your soul is floating and not returning to your side. The heart hides the spirit, the liver and soul store the soul, and the metal stems the kidney are the first of the spirit. Therefore, your disease must nourish the liver and kidneys, stabilize the soul, and need to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. I will prescribe you a prescription."

He directly took the prescription on the computer, and while chanting, he muttered: "Twenty grams of wolfberry, raw dragon treasure, cooked Rehmannia, thirty grams of Salvia miltiorrhiza each, incandescent, 10 grams of Schisandra chinensis, Angelica sinensis, Poria cocos, Acessopra, donkey-hide gelatin, fifteen grams of Huai wheat, and 50 grams of amber, and then took five doses to follow up."

She called out the prescription and handed it to the patient. The coworker took it and thanked him with gratitude, taking the patient with him.

Suddenly, the fat man remembered something and quickly called them to wait. He glanced at Du Jie who didn't say a word and said in a low voice to Wang Feiyang and Su Haixiang: "The prescription requires the doctor's signature. Our interns do not have the right to prescription, and the pharmacy does not recognize it if they have no signature."

The two of them suddenly realized that why they forgot this detail, so Su Haixiang retrieved the prescription and threw it to Du Jie, saying, "You sign, I've prepared the prescription."

Du Jie picked up the prescription, and without looking at it, he brushed it twice and tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

"What do you mean? Why did you tear off the prescription I prescribed?"

Su Haixiang widened her eyes angrily, staring at Du Jie with a burning look.

Wang Feiyang said to Du Jie in a cold tone: "You should apologize, you are so rude."

The little fat man felt it was a bit too much, so he quickly greeted the two of them and said, "Don't be impulsive, Dr. Du, you may not know that Su Haixiang is a family of traditional Chinese medicine. She has scored full marks in traditional Chinese medicine. The prescription she prescribes for this minor illness is absolutely fine."

Su Haixiang raised her head and said to Du Jie: "If you don't apologize today, I will go to the dean to judge the manager."

Du Jie glanced at the three of them and said, "This prescription cannot be used. If the patient uses this prescription, he will give his life to you. In order to save his life, he can only tear off your prescription."

Wang Feiyang and the little fat man didn't learn Chinese medicine very well, so they didn't know what was wrong with this prescription, so they looked at Su Haixiang in confusion.

Su Haixiang's face was as cold as frost, and she said in a cold voice: "I hope you will give me a reasonable explanation. What is wrong? If I am wrong, I apologize to you. If you can't tell me the reason for convinced me, you must apologize to me, otherwise this matter will not be over."

Du Jie said: "You have read his medical records and know that he has brain trauma, concussion, and laceration. You should know that he has intracranial bleeding. Although Western medicine has controlled the condition for more than half a month, it is likely that he will still have bleeding. You actually prescribed medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Do you think he is not dying fast enough?"

"What are you talking nonsense? Will patients with brain trauma definitely suffer from cerebral hemorrhage? Who taught you, I really doubt how you, the expert, came from."

Wang Feiyang also had a sneer on his face, looked at Du Jie up and down, and said, "Look at the rustic street stalls you wear under your white coat, you will know how bad you are. Do you know the background of each of us, and you can knock you to the ground to death and not turn over. How dare you mess with us? I can buy your whole outfit in one coat and fight us."

Du Jie stood up and said expressionlessly: "Since I don't treat me as a teacher, I don't need to teach you anymore. Now please leave my expert clinic."

Su Haixiang stood up with a blue face and said, "You don't have the right to drive us away. This is the hospital's arrangement for us to learn from you. Although I don't think you can teach us anything, this is the arrangement of the hospital and the school. You don't have the right to drive us away."

"I have the right to invite you out for inconscientious students. As for any dissatisfaction, go and complain to the dean, and go out now!"

Su Haixiang said angrily: "You have no right..."

Duger immediately raised the volume: "Get out!"

Su Haixiang's face turned pale, covered her face and started crying, and rushed out of the clinic.

Wang Feiyang has always liked this beautiful doctor, and the two have some friendship. Seeing her being driven out by Du Jie, she was so angry that she was so angry that she pointed at Du Jie and said, "If you have the surname Du, please say it again!"
Chapter completed!