Chapter 304： Physician profession destroyed

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the polished copper pestle hitting the copper mortar echoed in the living room, which usually serves as a treatment room.

One after another, endlessly, this made Mrs. Rayleigh sitting in the chair more irritable.

She couldn't help but yelled at the man sitting in front of the door: "Don't make trouble, now I use the Internet to see a doctor, you still make medicine, do you have a fart?"

Her yelling silenced the sound of smashing medicine.

The master of the copper pestle in his hand-Rayleigh, his head was dull and he didn't speak.

He was a soldier in his early years, and by chance he became a physician's assistant. On the battlefield that was endless that day, he used his life to feed his good medical skills.

Because the doctor was squeezed out, after he was disarmed and returned to the field, he simply opened a private clinic in the town.

Relying on the medical skills trained in the army, life is very good, and even married the most beautiful flowers in the town.

Originally, he thought that the days would be able to go on smoothly like this, who would have thought that disaster would fall from the sky!

Thinking of the source of the disaster, Rayleigh felt complicated, and said for a while: "I took care of the remaining medicinal materials, and then went to find work. Now there are factories everywhere, and I also have the strength to survive."

Mrs. Rayleigh, who was already extremely irritable, instantly exploded her hair when she heard the words: "Is there a way to survive? How much money can you earn by working in a factory, how do you feed a family?"

After roaring, Mrs. Rayleigh came out of grief and started howling.

"What did I do? I followed you! When Sir Maxwell chased me, I didn't even agree. Since I followed you, you can see how I live. I wash and cook every day. I have to pound you the medicinal herbs that you can't finish pounding."

"It's okay for you, you never know that you feel sorry for me. I told you a long time ago that if you raise the price, you will have the money to hire someone, you just don't listen!"

"Look, the retribution is coming? But if you listen to me at the beginning, even if you open a medicine store, it is not a hundred times stronger than it is now?"

Mrs. Rayleigh became more and more excited as she spoke, and the dry howling even turned into accusatory curse.

Rayleigh was silent when he was scolded, feeling a little owed.

He knows that his mother-in-law has a lot of stinks, loves stinky beauty, loves jewelry, pounds medicine, and the gold and silver bracelets on his wrists clink.

But he never realized it was too much.

Because she could indeed be with Sir Maxwell, even if she was a lover, it was much better than with him.

It was he who wanted to keep the price of medicine down a little bit so that people could afford to take the medicine, and there were fewer dead people, because he saw too many dead people, so he has been working hard with his mother-in-law.

But now everything is ruined.

Because of connected healthcare.

Since the Internet went online on connected medical care, its impact on the multiverse has been truly earth-shaking!

I don’t know how many people who have fallen ill can only resign themselves to fate, and even believe in the prescriptions. The poor people who have gone astray, because of interconnected medical care, have their lives back.

The prestige of the **** of the Internet has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people almost overnight, reaching a new peak!

However, even though most of the people of the multiverse are grateful and even believe in the **** of the Internet, there are still a small group of people who hate the **** of the Internet very much.

This small group of people are physicians.

Especially the witch doctors who have no medical skills at all, but are abducted by one-handed panacea medicine, hate the **** of the Internet very much.

Because of interconnected medical care, they almost became street rats overnight.

There are not a few people who have been beaten to death by angry people.

Even regular physicians have to sigh with great excitement in the face of precise examinations and medication recommendations of interconnected medical services.

Yes, the **** of connected medicine uses the power of the Internet to send endless medical resources to the multiverse overnight.

But it also almost destroyed the budding and fragile medical development of the multiverse overnight.

Rayleigh is one of the victims.

No one comes to see the doctor anymore.

"Is Mr. Rayleigh here?"

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, with a strong dialect accent, interrupting Mrs. Rayleigh's howling.

Before Rayleigh stood up, he saw a group of people rushing over.

"Who is Mr. Rayleigh?" the crowd asked, almost subconsciously focusing on Rayleigh.

"I, I am." Rayleigh said in a daze.

"I heard that you are good at osteotomy, aren't you?" a middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd and asked hopefully.

"I know some osteotomies."

"Great, Mr. Rayleigh, please help my brother. He fell down while working and his leg was broken. Look, this is the Internet medical diagnosis certificate. You must help us get his leg off. Come back! He has the old and the young, but he can't be lame for a lifetime!"

The middle-aged man talked incoherently and whispered.

While talking, he hurriedly turned on Internet Medical and transferred the medical certificate to Rayleigh.

"Hurry up, come in? How long has it happened?" Rayleigh greeted him before he could take a closer look.

"It's been two days."

In response, the crowd separated, revealing a tricycle.

A dark-skinned young man lay impressively on the carriage. His exposed calf was swollen like a silkworm, crystal clear.

With the help of the crowd, the patient was quickly carried to the operating table—in fact, it was a stone table.

After the patient took the anesthetic, Rayleigh opened the toolbox, took up the various tools in it, and skillfully incised the patient's swollen calf, reaching out and fiddled with it.

Relying on the medical skills trained on the battlefield, he was born in the pale of countless people, and completed the osteotomy.

With the completion of the operation, the family members of the patient took another physical examination through the "Connected Medical", and after confirming that the bones were in place, they burst into tears.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Rayleigh!" The patient's family was crying with excitement holding Mr. Rayleigh's **** hands.

You know, according to their previous experience, almost all serious injuries of this kind of leg break are immortal and disabled.

There is almost nothing that can be picked up.

"No thanks, the patient is still very dangerous now. Don't be paralyzed. It is very likely that the flesh and blood will ulcerate later. You must be psychologically prepared." Rayleigh said, suddenly slapped his forehead: "I am worrying too much. Just follow the suggestions on Connected Medical."

That's right, in the patient's physical examination report after the osteotomy, Internet Medical has given a series of treatment plans, including oral herbal medicine external medicine, and even magical magical treatment recommendations.

"Mr. Rayleigh, why don't you register for a clinic on Internet Medical? Oh, don't you know, if someone recommended you to us, we would almost go to Hobbs."

While waiting for the patient's anesthetic energy to pass, the patient's brother who calmed down suddenly asked curiously.

"Registered clinic?" Rayleigh was taken aback.

Mrs. Rayleigh, who was weighing medicinal materials next to her, also subconsciously glanced over and pricked her ears.

"Don't you know?" The patient's brother was taken aback for a moment: "You can open a clinic on Internet Medical. It seems that you only need to pass the oath review, and all nearby patients can see it!"

"Mr. Osteosurgery is so powerful. If you open a clinic on it, many people will definitely come here! After all, in which month has the factory not had a fracture or dislocation?"

Rayleigh was stunned, and subconsciously looked at each other with his wife.

"Look, how do you open a clinic on it?" Mrs. Rayleigh quickly reminded.

Rayleigh just woke up like a dream, and quickly turned on the Internet and clicked on Internet Medical.

I saw at the bottom of the Internet Medical homepage, there was a window of "I am a doctor".

After clicking in, Rayleigh was struck by lightning with dense explanations.

He couldn't help but squeezed his eyes, his vision suddenly blurred.

I knew, how could the benevolent Internet God ruin the livelihood of the physician?

What he ruined was actually a liar who killed his life!

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