Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic novel Chapter 473

Chapter 473: Chapter 224: Drunk? Director Zhang Calls Personally_3

The past three months of hard work and good fortune have changed his fate, allowing him to stand again.

In his heart, he silently wished that the driver could also soon emerge from the troughs of life.

After returning to the clinic, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He no longer needed to sleep in that small, stuffy attic.

Now there were so many rooms, any one of them could be a spacious bedroom.

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When he woke the next day, it was already past eight forty in the morning.

At the door, there were buns and soy milk, packed in a plastic bag, placed on the window sill.

His phone had received a few short messages.

The buns and soy milk were bought by Tang Ping for him. She knew that sometimes Li Jingsheng was so busy he had no time to buy breakfast, so she brought him some.

That she didn’t call to wake him up despite it being so late showed her consideration for his hard work, deliberately letting him sleep a little longer.

Ou Qinglan also sent him a message on WeChat, saying she’d come to see Li Jingsheng after work tonight.

Probably, this young girl missed him.

When in love, being apart for a day feels like three years.

Last night, he was going to invite her to dinner together, but she didn’t want to come due to social anxiety.

They hadn’t seen each other all day.

Today would surely be another busy day for both of them.

He replied to her message, then went to the bathroom.

Hastily brushing his teeth, washing his face, and after breakfast, he hurried downstairs to the reception hall to work.

At the reception hall, the patients were being treated in an orderly fashion.

"Boss, these patients are waiting for you to personally attend to them. Siying has already taken the temperature and heart rate of some patients. It’s busy at the pharmacy, so she went over to help."

Now, the sale of medicines has shifted to a shelf format, making it much more convenient for regular customers to buy medicines.

New customers need explanations and help with getting membership cards, which is time-consuming.

Payment is fairly convenient, thanks to high levels of automation.

Tang Ping could also provide support.

Li Jingsheng began to diagnose the patients one by one.

"Dr. Li, I came specifically for you. My elderly father’s leg is broken. We consulted several hospitals back in our hometown, and all suggested surgery. Last time, you were incredible in setting my wife’s wrist, so we came specifically for you to take a look."

From his accent, he seems to be from around Jiangli City, not very far.

The elderly man with the broken leg was sitting in a wheelchair, groaning continuously, with a painful expression on his face.

They had already taken X-rays at a local hospital.

Li Jingsheng took the X-rays to examine them, noting a tibial fracture in the leg, which was not particularly difficult to treat.

The patient wasn’t as old as imagined, only 56 years old. At this age, he’s considered middle-aged.

"Didn’t he receive any treatment at the local hospital?"

"I heard they were going to operate, and knowing your expertise in bone setting, I rushed back overnight to bring my dad here."

"Thank you for trusting me. Let me examine him first; from the X-rays, the tibia fracture seems quite serious."

Faced with such loyal ’fans,’ Li Jingsheng had no choice but to do his utmost to treat them.

He could handle limb fractures as long as they weren’t too complex or severe.

After feeling the bones, he had the confidence he needed.

The charge was six hundred yuan.

It wasn’t expensive since it covered the costs for manual bone setting, splints, and bone healing ointment.

With Li Jingsheng’s current level of expertise in manual bone setting, he managed to reposition the leg bone without much trouble. He applied a cast and stabilized it, instructing the patient to go home and take good care.

Come back in a month for a check-up.

While instructing the patient and his family on care precautions, a young man around 25 or 26 rushed in from outside, looking panicked.

He held a child, about two or three years old, who was crying loudly.

"Doctor, doctor, my child accidentally cut his finger. Can it be treated here?"

"Let me see!"

Li Jingsheng hurried over to examine. The child’s left index finger had a deep cut at the first joint, barely held together by a thin layer of skin.

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