This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Taking decoction medicine actually takes only about twenty minutes or half an hour more than Chinese patent medicine, but its efficacy is definitely much better. After all, the Chinese patent medicines sold on the market nowadays are often compromised to some extent. Some manufacturers weaken them more significantly, while others are bolder and their versions aren't as thoroughly diminished. However, the taste of decoction medicine is too strong, and the boiling process is quite troublesome, so many people choose not to use it.

Wu Buwei finished boiling the medicine. The female patient, her face a mask of reluctance and pain, held her breath and drank it down. After drinking, she immediately grabbed a cup of water from the infusion room's water dispenser and began to rinse her mouth frantically. It was as if she wasn't drinking medicine, but sewage! Yet, the medicine's effect was just as Du Heng had predicted when prescribing it: one dose was all it took!

Previously, her headache had caused signs of facial twitching, and she had constantly tapped the painful area with her hand. But half an hour after taking the medicine, the female patient was already browsing her phone. As time went on, the volume from her phone increased, and so did her laughter. It was clear that the headache had completely disappeared and was no longer causing her any discomfort. Fortunately, she was the only one in the infusion room at that moment, so no one reprimanded her for her unrestrained laughter.

Perhaps the woman had tired of her phone, or maybe her headache was truly gone. After her laughter subsided, finding no more amusement, she gathered her things and went to the consultation room to find Wu Buwei. "Doctor, my headache is gone now. Can I leave?"

By now, Wu Buwei had absolutely no doubt about Du Heng's prescribing abilities. If Du Heng said the medicine would work after one dose, Wu Buwei wholeheartedly agreed. Therefore, he wasn't surprised at all when the woman said her headache was gone and she was feeling better. Because of his trust in Du Heng, Wu Buwei took very seriously and completed whatever Du Heng asked him to do. Du Heng had instructed that this patient be observed for an hour, so an hour it had to be.

It had only been thirty or forty minutes; how could he let her leave now?

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but you'll have to wait another twenty minutes."

The woman raised an eyebrow impatiently. "Why? I'm fine now, aren't I?"

Wu Buwei patiently replied, "Ma'am, you mentioned earlier that you're allergic to rhizoma ligustici. We need to make sure you don't have any allergic reactions."

"You doctors are so troublesome," the woman grumbled, clearly unhappy. But since they had, after all, cured her illness, and for her own well-being, she returned to the infusion room to wait.

Watching the woman leave, Wu Buwei pursed his lips. This woman is definitely a piece of work, he thought, not an easy person to get along with. Her impatience when Du Heng was questioning her earlier probably wasn't due to the pain. It was likely her true nature showing through. With a personality like that, he definitely couldn't let her leave easily. If she did have an allergic reaction, this woman would undoubtedly be incredibly difficult to handle.

With this in mind, Wu Buwei picked up the book he was reading and followed the woman into the infusion room. He had to stay close, just in case she tried to leave early. If something went wrong then, it would be hard to explain.

The woman was clearly displeased that Wu Buwei had followed her, showing no gratitude whatsoever for him having cured her. Instead, she sat down and continually shot daggers at him with her eyes. Wu Buwei, however, had learned this resilience from Du Heng and completely ignored her glares.

As Du Heng often said, 'Curing your illness is my job. Whether you're genuinely grateful, just pretending to be polite, or even dislike me, that's none of my concern. I interact with you simply because I'm a doctor. It's as straightforward as that.'

So, Wu Buwei paid no mind to the woman across from him, settling into a chair to read his book seriously. As long as she doesn't leave early and has no allergic reaction, it's got nothing to do with me. If I paid attention to her glares, I'd just feel uncomfortable and waste time trying to regain my composure. It's better to ignore her. That way, I stay in a good mood, and it doesn't affect my studying for the professional practice exams. Getting angry over someone like her? My exams are far more important. Definitely not worth it!

Fortunately, the wait wasn't long. The woman kept checking the time, and the moment the hour was up, she immediately stood and said, "Doctor, the time's up. Can I leave now?"

Wu Buwei sighed. He had just been getting into his book when he was rudely interrupted. He closed his book, then carefully observed and checked the woman's condition. After confirming there were no adverse reactions, he said, "Alright. There are no signs of an allergic reaction. You can leave now."

The woman offered a clearly insincere "thank you" and turned to walk out.

Wu Buwei just shook his head and went upstairs to inform Du Heng. Although he hadn't been a doctor for long, he'd encountered patients with this kind of attitude before—both when he was in Upper Village with Du Heng and at the Health Clinic. So, he was more or less accustomed to it.

In the office on the third floor, Du Heng listened to Wu Buwei's report and nodded. "As long as the patient has recovered and there are no adverse reactions, that's fine. By the way, did you remind her not to expose herself to wind when she got home?"

Wu Buwei shook his head. "I didn't get a chance. She just slung her small bag over her shoulder, turned, and walked out."

"Oh, well, then forget it."

"I'll go back to my studies then, brother."

"Don't rush off to study just yet. First, go downstairs and check if those two consultation rooms are ready. We're expecting two new colleagues this afternoon; Secretary Lu has already gone to pick them up."

Wu Buwei grinned. Instead of going to check, he smiled and said, "The interiors of both offices are already set up, arranged according to Dr. Yu's instructions. Only the nameplates for the doors haven't been installed yet. Do you want me to go hurry the logistics team?"

Du Heng shook his head. "If it's just the nameplates, there's no rush. The logistics team will handle it. You can go study. Remember, your exam is in two weeks. Make sure you pass, or you'll really embarrass yourself."

"Don't worry, brother, I won't let you down."

"Good, as long as you're confident. Go on and study. I'm going to do some treatments for the patients. You can help me with them this afternoon."

Wu Buwei looked at Du Heng gratefully. "Thank you, brother."

At 3:40 p.m., Du Heng and Wu Buwei, working together, completed the day's treatments for the twenty-four hospitalized patients.

Just as they returned downstairs, they encountered Lu Zhongjiang and the driver returning in the car. Two women, appearing to be in their early thirties, got out with them. These must be the two new colleagues An Chunhui had arranged to be transferred, they thought.

Seeing this, Du Heng and Wu Buwei didn't hurry to the consultation room but instead walked over to greet them.

"Dean," Lu Zhongjiang said, "these are our new colleagues. This is Doctor Huo Yinhua; she previously worked at the district Maternal and Child Health Care station. And this is Doctor Qian Lizhen, a postgraduate in Preventive Medicine from Civil University's Medical College."