After taking four doses of medicine, Ning Jing'an came over again. This time she did not bring her daughter.

As soon as he entered the door, Ning Jing'an greeted Pang Xiaonan with a smile, "Doctor Pang, your medicine is so amazing. I'm fine, it's completely cured."

Pang Xiaonan looked at Ning Jing'an's complexion and smiled and said, "It's really better, but you're sick for a long time and you have to take care of it."

Pang Xiaonan did not prescribe another prescription for Ning Jing'an, but told her that her daily fatigue had not been completely cured, but she didn't need to drink this soup and could not always drink the soup. She used fine powder of raw Huai yam every day, that is, this Huai yam powder. When cooking porridge, boil it into a paste, then put a little sugar inside as a snack and take it every day, drinking it every day.

Grind the yam into powder and fine powder. Of course, there are those who sell yam powder now. Cook it into a paste, or rinse it with boiling water and rinse it into a paste, add less sugar, eat it every day, which is very delicious. Eat it as a snack and drink it as a tea. If you persist, your body will slowly recover. Because Huai yam has the effect of nourishing the lungs, spleen and kidneys, in fact, taking raw yam powder alone can cure many serious diseases.

Ning Jingan really believed Pang Xiaonan this time, so she left happily without any doubts when Pang Xiaonan told her the way.

Zhu Zhijian asked Pang Xiaonan, "Doctor Pang, there are many people who are exhausted now. These are all symptoms that only Chinese doctors can regulate."

Pang Xiaonan nodded and said, "It is true. Modern society is under great pressure. When people pass middle age, all diseases will come out. Why do the elderly have weak labor, do not eat, and are particularly weak, and are prone to various other diseases."

Pang Xiaonan told Zhu Zhijian a case that someone had a mental illness and always had to go to the hospital. He always suspected that he had a tumor. He was becoming more and more afraid. He did not sleep at night and was frightened during the day. This is a kind of depression. He did not eat and was thin and thin. At this time, the disease was particularly difficult to treat, because you were afraid of the psychologist. Because it was too annoying, he went to the examination and said it was okay. After a few days of coming back, I might have another tumor. I went to the hospital for examination and went to the hospital for a good sleep. Therefore, this disease was particularly terrible. Western medicine had no solution to this because he did not have any treatment plan.

It is also difficult to regulate traditional Chinese medicine because he doesn't even eat food and drinks soup and medicine. When he drinks all kinds of messy reactions, what should he do? To find a way, first, nourish blood, use some medicines that nourish yin blood, such as fried jujube seeds, longan meat, etc., to give him to eat at night to calm his mind every day. Then at noon, flush two spoons of Huaiyen powder, flush water, and insist on drinking at noon every day. As a result, as the old man slowly recovered. Now his body has recovered, his complexion is rosy, and he has no problem eating. When he goes out to walk every day, he has recovered. The recovery effect is beyond imagination in this situation.

Several more patients came, and Pang Xiaonan handed them over to Zhu Zhijian, and then went out to the department for a walk, and happened to meet Song Huaide.

"Director, where is the inspection work?" Pang Xiaonan smiled and greeted him.

"Oh, Dr. Pang, how dare you inspect you?" Song Huaide smiled and held Pang Xiaonan's hand. "Since the opening of this Chinese Medical Department, the business has been booming. We all want to thank you for your blessings."

"Where are," Pang Xiaonan waved his hand repeatedly, "I didn't do anything. All of this was the old gentlemen who supported the storefront. Look at me, few people are interested in it."

Pang Xiaonan is telling the truth. Although the medical skills cannot be judged by age, the patient still believes in the old man.

"Hey, you can't say that. If it weren't for you, Hua Medical Department wouldn't have been opened. Besides, you won't let the hospital advertise, otherwise your reputation would have been out long ago."

Originally, the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy wanted to promote Pang Xiaonan well, but Pang Xiaonan himself refused. If it really caused a storm in the city, Pang Xiaonan would be afraid that people who came to see him would line up with him, so how could he afford to eat?

After chatting with Song Huaide for a while, Pang Xiaonan returned to his clinic. Although Zhu Zhijian had long been able to practice medicine independently, if the patient could not see him, Pang Xiaonan would have complained. After all, the one he was called was Pang Xiaonan.

"Doctor Pang, you are back, come and have a look at this patient." Zhu Zhijian told Pang Xiaonan that the woman in front of him was looking at infertility.

Zhu Zhijian carefully examined the patient's body and found no adverse conditions.

Pang Xiaonan took the medical record and read it. The patient's name is Mu Rong Yingzi, 36 years old and has a history of abortion.

"How many times have you had abortion?" Pang Xiaonan put down his medical record and glanced at Mu Rongyingzi.

This is a very blessed woman with a rosy face and full facial features. She can't say that she is so stunning, but she looks very comfortable, so she should marry her.

"I fell into it once." Mu Rong Yingzi turned around and looked at the door of the clinic, which was open.

Pang Xiaonan learned about Mu Rongyingzi’s intentions, “Doctor Zhu, please close the door.”

Many female patients do not like to have outsiders present when talking about their condition, especially on private topics.

"You have no problem, it's your husband's problem." Pang Xiaonan made a decision directly for Mu Rongyingzi.

"But my husband went to Western medicine for various examinations, and there was no problem?" Mu Rongyingzi didn't believe Pang Xiaonan's judgment.

Western medicine has a very complete examination of male infertility and all indicators will be tested.

If Mu Rong Yingzi's husband goes to check it out, then the problem will be Mu Rong Yingzi.

"You must have done a check, have you found any problems?" Pang Xiaonan looked at Mu Rongyingzi. His face didn't look like a woman who couldn't give birth to a child, and her plump buttocks all showed vigorous vitality.

Mu Rongyingzi shook her head and replied helplessly: "I didn't check the problem either."

"That's right, the problem lies with your husband." Pang Xiaonan still insisted on his judgment.

"Doctor, I'll take my husband over to show you, okay?" Mu Rongying showed a hint of longing.

"Yes, but I don't guarantee that he can be cured." Pang Xiaonan already knew the root cause of this situation.

"No matter what, please help." Mu Rong Yingzi left. Judging from her back, she was still a back killer.

"Doctor Pang, why are you so sure that the problem lies with her husband?" Zhu Zhijian had just observed Pang Xiaonan's diagnosis. He didn't take the pulse or ask for a diagnosis, and directly concluded that Mu Rongyingzi had no problem.

"Doctor Zhu, do you think she will have any problems with her face?" Pang Xiaonan looked at Zhu Zhijian and asked back.

"Do you see the face?" Zhu Zhijian shook his head, looking at the sound and asking questions. Looking at the qi is the basic skill of Chinese doctors. "But, some diseases are still not visible, right?"

Zhu Zhijian has been a doctor for so many years. Although he is familiar with looking, listening, asking and touching, sometimes he has to rely on some Western medical examination methods to confirm the diagnosis.

"No, a good Chinese doctor should be able to see the small things and see any disease."

If Pang Xiaonan was not requested by the patient, he would basically know the whole story after looking at him.

The reason why you have to take your pulse and ask about the condition is to make the patient feel comfortable. Otherwise, many patients will check in and look at him, tell him what disease he has, and then prescribe a few doses of medicine. The patient feels uneasy and feels that the money is not worth it.

Nowadays, patients would rather spend more money than cure the disease inexplicably. Even if you cure him, they will feel that it is not the doctor's credit.

At noon, Pang Xiaonan was making meals in the cafeteria and received a message from Qiong Yuanqing: "Have you eaten?"

The message was sent by Feifu, so Pang Xiaonan took a picture of it, which was the dish he had served at noon.

"Are you eating in the cafeteria?" Qiong Yuanqing saw the scene in the picture.

"Yes, the food is pretty good." The canteen of the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy is divided into patient canteens and doctor canteens, and the food in the doctor canteen is pretty good.

A few years ago, the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy reformed the canteen. According to the standards of high-tech enterprises, it strengthened the supply level of canteens, making medical staff fall in love with the food here. The hero of this reform was also the first to be the director of the logistics department at that time.

"Are you free in the evening? I want to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude." Qiong Yuanqing said straight to the point.

"It really doesn't need to." Pang Xiaonan gradually disliked going out for dinner, especially with people who had only met once or twice.

Pang Xiaonan hadn't received a reply from Qiong Yuanqing for a long time. When he scooped up a spoonful of borscht, his phone rang.

It’s still Qiong Yuanqing: “Please give me a chance, I don’t want to owe anyone favors.”

Qiong Yuanqing might really not know how to talk to the man, so Pang Xiaonan decided to make things difficult for her: "If you really want to treat me to a meal, I don't want to go out to eat, you can cook me and eat it."

Pang Xiaonan thought to himself, a woman like you probably can’t cook by herself.

Who knew that Qiong Yuanqing quickly replied to him: "Okay." There is only one word, which has already expressed her attitude.

Pang Xiaonan could not help but finish the last bite of soup and put the plate in the recycling basket.

After work, Pang Xiaonan walked to the community where Qiongyuanqing lived.

This is a high-end community, and it is impossible to get in without anyone guiding you.

But from afar, Pang Xiaonan saw Qiong Yuanqing waiting at the door. She was so easy to recognize. Maybe she was the most beautiful woman in this community.

Qiong Xiaohei had already rushed over, and Pang Xiaonan bent down and hugged Qiong Xiaohei.

"I didn't expect we would meet again so soon." Pang Xiaonan sent out a brain wave.

"Yes, I thought my master took me out for a walk, and it turned out to be here to welcome you." Qiong Xiaohei stuck out his tongue and licked Pang Xiaonan's palm.

"She insisted on treating me to dinner. I thought I'd better give her a chance, otherwise it would be bad if she would always be obsessed with me." Pang Xiaonan walked forward with Qiong Xiaohei, smiling and waved to Qiong Yuanqing.

"Where are you going to have a meal? What's the good thing?" Qiong Xiaohei was still concerned about his stomach.

"Go to your house." Pang Xiaonan was thinking about whether Qiong Yuanqing would cook.

"Go to my house for dinner? Have you had takeout?" Qiong Xiaohei had never seen Qiong Yuanqing cook at home.

"No, your master really doesn't know how to cook?" Pang Xiaonan scratched his head, and he really guessed it.

"That's not the case. Sometimes she will cook instant noodles." Qiong Xiaohei remembered the taste of the instant noodles. It smelled so good, but Qiong Yuanqing didn't give it to him.

Pang Xiaonan walked to Qiong Yuanqing in a blink of an eye and said, "Have you prepared the dishes at home?"

Qiong Yuanqing lowered her head embarrassedly, looked away and said, "It's not yet... I'm going to buy it."

Pang Xiaonan sighed and complained mercilessly: "This is your way to treat you."

As a last resort, Pang Xiaonan had to accompany Qiong Yuanqing to a supermarket next to him.

At the entrance of the supermarket, Pang Xiaonan said to Qiong Yuanqing: "How about you go shopping for vegetables, I will take Qiong Xiaohei to go out."

"But..." Qiong Yuanqing looked at Qiong Xiaohei, "But I don't know what you like to eat."

"Buy whatever you can do." This is the simplest thing. You have to know how to eat whatever I like.

"But..." Qiong Yuanqing was still a little embarrassed, "I can only cook it. As for whether it tastes delicious, I can't guarantee it."

Pang Xiaonan patted his forehead and made a call, "Come on, I'll take you to buy groceries, you'll be responsible for paying the bill."

The two of them entered the supermarket with one dog.

As soon as he entered the supermarket, Qiong Xiaohei ran away happily, "I want to eat meat, master." Qiong Xiaohei barked at Pang Xiaonan twice.

The dog's sense of smell is sensitive, and Qiong Xiaohei quickly ran to the meat counter.

"You go and buy things for Qiong Xiaohei. I'm responsible for buying the dishes that people eat." Pang Xiaonan instructed Qiong Yuanqing to take Qiong Xiaohei away.

Since Qiong Yuanqing was treating her, Pang Xiaonan didn't help her save money, and she picked up the most expensive ingredients to buy.

All wagyu beef, caviar, and lobster are served.

After leaving the supermarket to settle the score, Qiongyuanqing spent several thousand yuan on these ingredients alone, but Qiongyuanqing didn't even blink.

It is worthy of being a beauty hospital. Pang Xiaonan thought to himself that this woman didn’t know how much money she made on a woman. Maybe she made it back with just one double eyelid.

Qiong Xiaohei said to Pang Xiaonan on the road, "Master, you are the first man to go to my house."

Pang Xiaonan gently kicked Qiong Xiaohei, "I said don't call me master. Also, I don't want to go to your house, your master must treat you."
To be continued...