This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 173
The medicinal materials selected by Du Heng, after soaking in wine for one night, can already meet his requirements for use.

After sorting out everything, Du Heng called Wu Buwei over, "Buwei, come, today my brother will teach you how to make pills."

Wu Buwei put down his book and followed Du Heng to the pharmacy in a hurry.

The decoction room was quite busy in the morning. Wang Lili took two people to decoct the medicine together, and left the two to tidy up in the ward. Seeing Du Heng leading Wu Buwei in, Wang Lili laughed and joked, "Hey, we are big The dean is considerate of us, is he coming to help me?"

Du Heng stretched his neck and took a look inside, only to see a row of pots for boiling medicine, gurgling white steam, and the small room was filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Are you almost finished?"

"There are a few jars of medicine that haven't been fried for enough time, it will take more than ten minutes."

Wang Lili and the others moved away from the door and opened the windows inside wide open, and the smell of medicine wafted out along the door and windows.

"Dean, we don't need any decocting machine or plastic sealing machine. You can install a ventilator for this house. Once you decoct too much medicine, people can't stand it inside."

Wang Lili touched her tears as she spoke, "I can bear the smell of the medicine choking my nose, but what kind of medicine did you take? The smell of the medicine is actually irritating my eyes."

Du Heng stood outside and looked at the pharmacy. There was no one there before, or there were few people, so he didn't think there was any problem.Now that there are more people, the topic of this decoction shop will be bigger.

"It's not that the medicine gas is hot on the eyes, it's that the room is not ventilated and there is too much water vapor."

"Just say whether the ventilation fan is installed or not? If this continues, we will really protest."

"Pretend, when Secretary Lu comes later, I'll discuss it with him."

Several people stood by the door chatting and waited for time.

After Wang Lili and the others took the medicine and left, Du Heng and Wu Buwei went in to do their own business.

But after the two of them started, the smell that wafted out was not only uncomfortable, it was really hot on the eyes.

Strong vinegar smell, mixed with medicinal smell, it's all kinds of uncomfortable.

When they got what they wanted, Du Heng and Wu Buwei took it and immediately went back to the office.

The conditions in the hospital were poor and there was no sterile room, so Du Heng and Wu Buwei could only rub small balls with their hands in the office.

"Dangdangdang."

"Enter."

Just as the two were about to clean up the pills on the table, they saw the person who came in holding two bright red invitations.

"Sister Zhang, why do you have time to come here?"

The woman Du Heng calls Sister Zhang is a staff member of the township government next door. She is 53 this year, but she is in very good condition. She looks like she is in her 40s, and the most important thing is that this woman's figure is not out of shape.

"Come here to send an invitation, I want to treat you and Xiao Wu to a meal." As soon as Sister Zhang spoke, she put the two invitations in front of Du Heng and Wu Buwei.

And the two of them were still rubbing the pills just now, and their hands were stained with medicine, so instead of rushing to get them, they went to the sink to wash their hands first.

While washing his hands, Du Heng asked with a smile, "Why, Miss Zhang, your girl is getting married?"

Sister Zhang suddenly hesitated, "It's not my girl, it's me. I just want to invite my friends to have a meal and a drink. It's not a big deal."

Du Heng shook his head for a moment, but suddenly realized that he was impolite, and quickly said with a smile, "Congratulations to Sister Zhang, who is the lucky man who can get Sister Zhang's favor?"

"You know him too, Old Zhao from Zhonghu Middle School."

"Mr. Zhao? Don't you know him? When we were in junior high school, Mr. Zhao taught us all the physical education classes. I saw him a few days ago. He looks like a young man. But Mr. Zhao has a strict mouth. Didn't tell me."

Du Heng came over after wiping his hands, "I have to come to this matter, and I have to give you a big red envelope. It's not easy for you two to get together."

"Yeah, 20 years have passed since the divorce, raising the children alone. It's the same for Lao Zhao, who has been raising the eldest child by himself for more than ten years. Hey, let's not talk about it."

Du Heng picked up the invitation and opened it for a look, then said with a smile, "Yeah, let's not talk about it, we have to look forward, and there are still many good days. By the way, Miss Zhang, if you haven't heard anything, you two will Are you going to get married?"

Sister Zhang smiled, "I was offered two matchmakers last week, and we both knew each other well, and felt that the other person was a good person, so we agreed. Besides, at our age, we don't choose."

Du Heng happily accepted the invitation, "This is fate, no one can stop you from coming."

Seeing Du Heng and Wu Buwei accept the invitation, Sister Zhang was also happy, "That's fine, I won't disturb your work, I'll go first. Oh, by the way, Township Chief Song has something to do with you, let you Go there."

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, "Are you looking for me? Does Miss Zhang know what's going on?"

"This is a matter for your leaders. How did I know it? I'm just a talker."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After taking off his white coat, Du Heng and Sister Zhang went to the township government compound next door. Sister Zhang pointed out the location to Du Heng, and then went to busy with her own affairs.

Song Jiaying, the mayor, is actually the deputy mayor, Song Jiaying, who is only one year older than Du Heng, and was transferred from another place last year.

When Du Heng knocked on the door and entered, she was standing in front of the computer with a big belly, wearing a radiation protection suit, typing on the keyboard.

Du Heng found a place to sit down by himself, and said with a smile, "Major Song, you are already 7 months pregnant, and you still work like this, is your body able to bear it?"

Song Jiaying finished typing the last word, then stood up with one hand on her waist and the other on the table, and walked towards the sofa in front, "You can't do it if you don't work hard, it's a lot of work, everyone is busy, some people have already I haven't slept well for more than a month, so it's not appropriate to hand it over to anyone."

complain?

Shortage?

Du Heng's heart skipped a beat, fearing that Song Jiaying would say something embarrassing him.

"It's the same with us. There are more than a dozen patients living in the hospital, and there are outpatients during the day. We are also busy from morning to night. Let alone, we are all serving the people."

Get a vaccination in advance.

"Is there something that Chief Song is looking for me for?" Du Heng didn't want the ink to be emotional, so he wanted to go back quickly.

Song Jiaying looked lazy and leaned on the sofa.

Hearing what Du Heng said, she didn't write anything, and directly stated her intentions, "The fight against poverty has reached the final stage. Now our township government has dispatched all staff, and the schools have also contracted some families. The police station and savings office have drawn manpower. Help, but not enough."

Sure enough, they want people.

Song Jiaying didn't wait for Du Heng to speak, and continued, "I know your health center has been busy recently, so I didn't ask you for it. But after being transferred from other places, there is still a serious shortage of manpower. I can only ask you to think about it. There is a way."

(End of this chapter)