Traditional Chinese Medicine: The first surgery went viral on the Internet

Chapter 181

After leaving Fang Xin's office in disgrace, Mo Zikun's face was as red as if he had eaten a piece of fresh oregano. He had never expected that Fang Xin would have so many silk banners. He had wanted to show off to Fang Xin, but he had dug a hole for himself instead. If he hadn't come today, Fang Xin might never have had this opportunity to show off in her life.

But who could have thought that Mo Zikun hadn't noticed this and let Fang Xin take advantage of this opportunity ?

"Brother Fang, what do you think Mo Zikun wants? He doesn't really think we don't have a silk banner, does he?"

Looking at Mo Zikun's back as he left, Li Hua approached Fang Xin and mocked him. A silk banner might be a rare thing in other departments, but in Fang Xin's department, it was the most common thing.

Who would have thought that Mo Zikun would actually run into the gun himself?

"Oh, you can't say that. Doctor Mo Zikun has only been in the hospital for a few days, but he has received a banner of his own. That shows that he is quite capable.

Fang Xin said lightly. This sentence was not really a mockery. Fang Xin still recognized Mo Zikun for this point. As the saying goes, everyone is good at different areas. In addition,

Mo Zikun is still a new doctor, and he is a second-generation rich man. It is normal for him to like to compare with others. People like them who are used to living at the top of the tower on weekdays, how can they be willing to be easily compared with others?

"By the way, if our patients have difficult family conditions in the future, you can ask them to contact Mo Zikun. This Shuidichou is really a good thing."

"We should also make the best use of everything. In this way, can't we treat more patients?"

"It can be said that Mo Zikun has contributed his own strength to the hospital."

Now, Fang Xin has completely recognized Shuidichou, but he is not particularly familiar with this business, so he can only leave it to Mo Zikun.

Besides, Mo Zikun has nothing to do recently anyway, so he can't just stay idle like this.

……

In the office, Mo Zikun sat in his seat with a depressed look on his face. The silk banner that he had regarded as an honor was now so annoying in his eyes.

He treated the things as treasures, but Fang Xin actually put them directly in the cabinet, and the number was dozens of times his. How could Mo Zikun accept this gap?

Ding~Ring~Ring~

"Hello, this is Mo Zikun, who are you?"

After answering the phone, Mo Zikun lazily put his feet on the chair, looking nonchalant. He came to the hospital just to pick up girls and spend his days, not for work at all.

"Xiao Mo, a patient will come to your office soon. The other doctors in the department are too busy. This is also your first patient, so you must take it seriously!"

"Ah! Hey……"

Before Mo Zikun could react, the other party hung up the phone.

What kind of person is this! He arranged a patient for me without my consent. Who said I wanted to see a doctor? You still treat my first patient seriously? I treat you like a banana peel.

Mo Zikun was complaining to the director of his department.

"Is that Doctor Mo?"

At the same time, the door of Mo Zikun's office creaked open, and then an old man with gray hair walked into the office tremblingly, staring at Mo Zikun in his seat with his vicissitudes of life eyes.

Damn!

So fast! I'm not ready yet! Forget it, let's try it out.

After forcing out a smile, Mo Zikun quickly stood up and straightened his sitting posture, looking at the old man in front of him seriously, and asked:

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Although Mo Zikun was very resistant in his heart, now that he was wearing this white coat, he still had the necessary professional qualities.

He just didn't want to work. Besides, the patient was in front of him now, so he couldn't just ignore him. Besides, the dean had just awarded him a banner. He had to pretend to be very passionate about his work these days.

"Doctor, my feet hurt, nothing else."

When the old man spoke, the foul smell in his mouth almost made Mo Zikun faint. The smell of garlic was too horrible. For someone like Mo Zikun who never eats garlic, it was simply hell on earth.

After gritting his teeth to calm down his emotions, Mo Zi deliberately pulled up his mask, and then continued to ask:

"Uncle, have you injured your feet recently?"

Oh my God! What kind of patient did you arrange for me? It's okay to eat garlic, but the diseased part is still in the feet. Isn't this going to kill me, Mo Zikun?

Don't you know that I am a germaphobe?

God! Save me!

"A few days ago, I was hit by a falling vase. I thought it was no big deal, so I didn't take it seriously. But who would have thought that my toe would be swollen these days."

As he was talking, the old man was about to take off his shoes and show them to Mo Zikun.

"Sir! Don't……"

"Hmm?"

Looking at the old man's puzzled expression, Mo Zikun now wanted to kill his director. If this wasn't targeting him, then what was he doing? He assigned a patient, so what was the point of assigning such a patient to himself?

"It's okay, I told you not to be nervous"

"I'm not nervous. I thought you wouldn't let me take off my shoes. I said, how can I see it without taking off my shoes?"

As he spoke, the old man showed an honest smile. The moment his shoes and feet separated, a strong smell of sweat instantly swept the air of the entire office.

The feeling of suffocation! At this moment, Mo Zikun's face was about to turn green. What kind of evil things had he done that God wanted to punish him like this.

Resisting the urge to vomit in his heart, Mo Zikun couldn't stop shaking all over, and observed the old man's toes with difficulty.

"Uncle, it's not a big deal. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to apply."

After saying that, Mo Zikun hurried to the computer, typed out the medical prescription in no time, and handed it to the uncle.

"Is that all?"

"Well! It's OK, go buy some medicine!"

Old man, hurry up and leave, or you will stay here to go to the market. I have cured you, hurry up and leave, don't stay in my office for a moment.

Mo Zikun kept complaining in his heart, and now he even wanted to kill someone.

Air freshener! I need air freshener!

After the patient left, Mo Zikun took out his air freshener and sprayed every corner of the room. After doing all this, Mo Zikun sat in his seat and breathed lazily.