Chapter 450

Pu Wei Cang just hook lips smile, if changed other people can not be so simple.

Yun Xiuqing turned to Pu weicang and said with a smile, "I know it's all your credit."

Pu weicang knew what Yun Xiuqing meant, and he was not very nervous. He just wanted Yun Xiuqing to know that he was good.

After Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang returned to the shop, there were more people in the shop. Pu weicang started to work nonstop, while Yun Xiuqing went back to the room, put the medicine box on his back, said hello to Yun's father and Pu weicang, and went to the strict hospital.

When Yun Xiuqing came to the strict hospital, he immediately arranged for Yun Xiuqing to sit in the hospital, and he stood beside Yun Xiuqing to guide Yun Xiuqing.

Yun Xiuqing is a rare female doctor. Although Yun Xiuqing's excellent medical skills are well known, they are not very effective in the strict medical library. There are five doctors in the strict medical library, and they are all old doctors. Naturally, Yun Xiuqing, a young female doctor, has no one to ask.

Yun Xiuqing sat in the treatment compartment and sighed. It turned out that when she first began to treat people, she strictly asked the shopkeeper to go to the other five doctors to pick up a few people.

Today, she felt that she was a good craftsman, and someone would come to her automatically, so she didn't ask strict to help. However, she didn't expect that she was so embarrassed now. She really committed a sin and couldn't live. Yun Xiuqing suddenly thought of such a sentence.

"Strict, it's really strange. The people I treated all said that I had good medical skills. Why didn't anyone come to me for treatment?" Yun Xiuqing is lying on the table, Wanyan way.

"Don't worry, they'll come for it." Strict really not anxious, at this time he sat on the side of Yun Xiuqing, leisurely drinking a tea, looking at the medical books.

Yun Xiuqing waited for a while, but no one came. Yun Xiuqing simply did not wait, so he began to discuss medical skills with strict.

Yun Xiuqing and strict discussed with each other in a state of selflessness. Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, and they stopped to discuss medical skills.

"What's going on?" Yun Xiuqing listened to the wailing outside and was puzzled.

Strictly speaking, I think it's normal. He's here in the hospital, and there are people who can't be cured. It's normal for someone to cry in the hospital every day: "it should be someone who has some incurable disease."

Yun Xiuqing nodded, this is normal, although she has space and Lingquan in hand, but if give her incurable disease without hope, such as Alzheimer's disease, or AIDS, she really can't cure.

"Come on, let's go on." Yan Yan is discussing with Yun Xiuqing. Suddenly he is interrupted by the cry. He is very upset.

Strict just about to open mouth to continue the topic just now, the outside cry is bigger, Yun Xiuqing was upset by this burst of crying, frowned and said: "otherwise, let's go out to have a look, in case we can help."

Yan Yan didn't want to go out. When something happened, what did he want the shopkeeper and so many doctors to do for food? But Yun Xiuqing is talking now. Yan Yan has to go out if he doesn't want to go out.

Yun Xiuqing and strict two people out of the cubicle, saw a woman holding a young woman sitting in the lobby of the hospital crying, around the patients are far away, dare not get too close.

And the manager of the hospital was very worried: "madam, we really tried our best. We can't feed the emetic. She won't swallow it. Please forgive me."

Yun Xiuqing listened to the shopkeeper's words, and then looked at the woman carefully. The woman in the old woman's arms turned blue and her lips turned purple. At first sight, she was poisoned.

The old woman held her daughter and cried: "daughter, what do you do to commit suicide? What's good about a man? You'll die after drinking the medicine. People don't even look at you. What are you doing to die? "

"Teacher Fu, my daughter is still breathing. Her body is still hot. Please help her." The old woman was not reconciled to her daughter's death. She was busy dragging the shopkeeper's clothes.