Song Tan's Notes

The driver really wanted to say he wouldn't buy it.

He was just an ordinary worker, but he had the advantage of a government job and good benefits. However, as he grew up, he had elderly parents to support and young children to raise, and his total income was not very comfortable.

But the leaders all praised it, and Secretary Wang strongly recommended it. Who knows how much the price of 799 will rise now…

He forced a smile: "Then I'll have to give it a try! My back really needs some treatment."

Let's just say it's a thousand; I'll grit my teeth and spend it!
That thousand yuan would have been so much better spent on things from Old Song's family! My parents are getting old and don't have much of an appetite, so we should let them try some!

Just then, Secretary Wang came over again with a water glass: "Come on, let's get a glass of water first."

Driver Niu: ??? The people outside are huffing and puffing as they add water to that big bucket. Where are we supposed to get the water? We can't expect them to drink the water from the water tank too, can we?

But seeing Secretary Wang's expression, he immediately followed him out.

As soon as I stood at the door, I saw Secretary Wang whispering as he approached me:

"Master Niu, don't refuse how much of this medicine she prescribes for you. If you don't need it, I'll buy it at the original price."

The driver was bewildered: "Then why not just..."

Secretary Wang cleared his throat, looking a little awkward: "It's not so much for the medicine's efficacy, but for its health benefits. I've been particularly obsessed with health lately... Anyway, this medicine is usually limited for most people. I'm already very surprised that Dr. Guo gave me so much. If you want more, it's not appropriate—remember, if you think it's too much, I can take it all!"

The driver was increasingly confused: If he wasn't buying medicine for its therapeutic effect, why? And isn't health maintenance a therapeutic effect?

But he was a sensible person, and at that moment he nodded:

"Ok."

I was going to say I didn't want the medicine and that I would give it all to you.

But then again, if even they want it so much... then he should at least give it a try.

Otherwise, if this topic comes up again next time, you'll run out of things to talk about with your boss, which is a big no-no!

In short, after Dr. Guo finished tidying up, he called Secretary Wang in to take her pulse.

His problem is somewhat different from the leader's.

The leader has a long-standing problem, coupled with a busy work schedule.

Secretary Wang does indeed have some problems with his kidneys, spleen, stomach, liver, and gallbladder.

However, it's an occupational hazard for people in their line of work.

Being busy and going hungry, or holding back during meetings—these are all common occurrences.

Dr. Guo examined him carefully for a long time and explained the specific situation to him, but still suggested that he go to see a doctor in Ningcheng for treatment.

After all, it's the provincial capital, where doctors are highly skilled and it's convenient to have follow-up appointments.

Secretary Wang was naturally aware of her own physical condition. Although she frowned slightly, she calmly nodded and looked at Dr. Guo expectantly.

Dr. Guo: ...Okay, okay, really.

She took another box and started putting the pills in one by one. Secretary Wang saw that there were more than twenty pills in it and was overjoyed.

He then added, "Brother Niu has come all this way, so Dr. Guo, please do whatever you need to treat him and prescribe whatever medicine you need."

As for what kind of medicine was prescribed, there's no need to elaborate, right?
In less than ten minutes, he nimbly entered the room and lay down next to the leader.

The aroma of moxibustion gradually intensified, and Dr. Guo adjusted the moxibustion stand next to the leader. Then it was Driver Niu's turn.

She frowned again after taking his pulse for only a few minutes.

"You're fine in other aspects, but your liver, gallbladder, spleen, and stomach are in a normal sub-healthy state. You should know what needs to be addressed."

"It's this lumbar spine... You'll need acupuncture and moxibustion later. After that, I'll check the results and then prescribe some medicine for you..."

With Secretary Wang backing him up, Driver Niu was quite confident: "Okay!"

So when Song Tan arrived with Zheng Qu and Huo Xueying, the three people on several hospital beds in the side room were undergoing moxibustion treatment; they had only just had two acupoints changed.

"Dr. Guo, I'm bringing them to cut in line—is now a convenient time?"

Dr. Guo replied, "It will take another ten minutes to fix the stent in place. Please wait a moment."

Huo Xueying exclaimed excitedly, "Your village clinic is so popular! I want to see it! I love seeing it!"

As people get older, they all awaken to these things, and in short, they become interested in traditional Chinese medicine.

Zheng Qu hesitated a bit: "It's not very convenient for me to take Chinese medicine while at work and go for follow-up appointments..."

Huo Xueying looked at him with a half-smile: "Stop with the pretense. Just tell me, if you have the chance and an excuse next week, will you still come?"

What a great reason to see a TCM doctor for a follow-up appointment!
Zheng Qu: ...

He touched his nose, recalling the taste of that breakfast, and his usually forward-looking nature couldn't help but make him regret missing out last night.

Also, my girlfriend is way too direct.

Song Tan laughed:
"What reason do you need? If I said I'd treat you, I will. At most, I might be too busy to attend to you. Just browse around, buy some local specialties, and don't feel slighted."

And also—

"Dr. Guo's medical skills aren't that great. If it's for long-term treatment, the doctors you can find in the provincial capital are definitely more capable. She's only strong in a few specific areas..."

Dr. Guo, listening inside, couldn't help but feel exasperated: "Look at all those patients queuing up outside, don't expose my secrets!"

Song Tan laughed even harder: "These are the kinds of things you always say. Do you really believe the patients when you say them?"

Whether it's effective or not, whether it's a good product or not, they can feel it.

Otherwise, would they be able to persevere and line up here so early in the morning?

Huo Xueying and Zheng Qu were confused: Was his medical skill good or bad? Is humility really this advanced now?
But her mind raced, and she quickly asked, "We have traditional Chinese medicine now, but are there any fortune tellers in your village who are really good at it?"

This really doesn't exist.

Even Song Tan herself couldn't do it; she just hadn't figured it out. At this moment, she sighed in frustration, "I knew something was missing!"

This is similar to traditional Chinese medicine; it's something that awakens in people as they age. Friends and family often talk about someone in a certain place who's incredibly skilled at "seeing things," and many people even drive for hours to see them!

But then she remembered who Dr. Guo was working for inside, and she cleared her throat: "Respect science, reject feudal superstition."

Huo Xueying waved her phone: "I'm not superstitious, I'm just doing cyber incense burning—look, I also tap on an electronic wooden fish every day! Oh, and I'll draw an electronic fortune for Zheng Qu too!"

As she spoke, she quickly shoved her boyfriend's finger onto the screen—

After a dazzling display of special effects, a proverb blending Chinese and Western elements appears:

You will encounter an unexpected benefactor in your life today.

Ah!
Huo Xueying asked expectantly, "Is it Song Tan? Is Song Tan my benefactor?" Zheng Qu remained noncommittal about his girlfriend's little hobby, but being an office worker all year round, he was good at nitpicking: "She said 'general,' so that means we haven't met yet... Really? Can you bless me to be more valued by my superiors at work?"

Song Tan: ...

She peeked at Huo Xueying's software and carefully wrote it down:
"I'll introduce it to my mom and the others later; she also really enjoys following this."

I don't know how it happened by chance, but it's actually quite effective.

However, if it were in Ulan's hands, and she agreed, she would shout and spread the word to everyone around her.

If it doesn't, then it's just for fun—can you really trust what's online?
Huo Xueying also shared with a smile: "Don't believe any of those people selling sandalwood pendants or those broken figurines downstairs. I just curse my boss every day and tap on an electronic wooden fish... to relieve stress."

Zheng Qu watched the two of them chattering away on the software, and his expression became complicated.

I thought Song Tan was a pragmatist who would disregard such things.

Who would have thought that just a casual sentence could be so captivating?
Well, if his pension isn't enough when he gets old, he might as well sell health supplements. Judging by the intelligence of young people these days, there should be a huge market for that.

Less than ten minutes later, Dr. Guo came out.

Huo Xueying saw the curtain swaying, and it seemed like there were figures lying inside.

Looking at the people sitting and chatting in the courtyard outside, one can't help but feel hopeful about her medical skills.

However, she has always been healthy and well-proportioned, though she has some occupational diseases affecting her cervical and lumbar spine, a slightly weak spleen and stomach, and a slightly cold abdomen... but otherwise, she's fine.

Huo Xueying frowned: "This is nothing? I feel like my whole body, including my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, is having problems..."

Dr. Guo laughed: "Do you stay up late? Do you play on your phone in bed? Do you work on the computer? These are basically common problems among young people. And then there's takeout and snacks, spicy, cold, and stimulating foods..."

"Now that everyone has it, it naturally seems like nothing special."

"But it's always good to adjust if you can. I'm pretty good at this – do you need a prescription? If so, I'll brew it this afternoon and it will be packaged in bags so you can take it home and drink it every day."

"open ah!"

Huo Xueying replied without hesitation: "We're already here, how can we not open it!"
Dr. Guo waved his hand and wrote down the prescription:

"Then come back to pick it up around five or six o'clock this afternoon. The medicine here isn't boiled in one big pot all at once. There are many of us, so we carefully divide the heat and use different methods for brewing. The herbs are all of good quality..."

Huo Xueying nodded in agreement, while smiling at Song Tan: "Song Tan has such a personality. When we asked her about her hometown before, she always said it was very poor and boring, with no scenery... How humble and conservative she is! Yet she still brought us here to take a serious pulse diagnosis, which proves that your skills are very high and you are definitely trustworthy."

Song Tan: ...

If you had come a year earlier, you would have known I wasn't lying!

Dr. Guo suppressed a laugh, thinking to herself, "No wonder someone with Song Tan's personality can get along with her. She's a carefree, slightly naive, and sweet girl. Who wouldn't like her?"
Huo Xueying stepped down, and Zheng Qu took her place. As soon as Dr. Guo started working on her, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Your health is not bad."

Although it might be a bit of an occupational hazard, it's all harmless. The most crucial thing for a man is...

cough!
She reflected deeply: As a doctor, I shouldn't focus my attention on this just because I've received several boxes of banners with phrases like "Great Victory"!

Her expression was somewhat complicated. Zheng Qu, always adept at reading people, smiled in response.
"Prescribe whatever medicine you need to treat, I will follow your doctor's orders."

The tone of those words is so similar to the people inside!
Dr. Guo glanced at him and said, "It's not a big problem. You exercise regularly, right? At most, you might have some dampness and a bit of an occupational hazard. Since you're already here, just take some medicine for a week to regulate your body. I won't prescribe anything else for you."

Zheng Qu became smug: "Yes, I play basketball every day after get off work, sometimes badminton or tennis, and sometimes just take a walk or jog."

Of course, the walk was with Huo Xueying.

Jogging... she absolutely refused to do it.

"Hmm," Dr. Guo nodded, then checked the time: "There's still half an hour before the formal consultation, enough time for you two to have one moxibustion session—want to try it?"

Huo Xueying replied without hesitation: "Yes, I want to try!"

Then, pointing to the side room, he asked, "Are we going to that room? Do men and women have to separate? Do we have to take off our clothes?"

Dr. Guo nodded: "Separate ways. The girls go this way. These are the rooms that were recently added by the construction team..."

Originally intended to be staff dormitories, but then it was deemed inconvenient, so they were eventually converted into pharmacies, warehouses, and physiotherapy rooms.

"As for the men..." She pointed to the side room: "There's only one room like this, and there are two empty beds over there. There are disposable sheets by the bedside. I have a patient in there who needs to undergo moxibustion for a while to see results. Could you please find a bed to lie on... is that alright?"

This is no big deal!

Zheng Qu nodded: "There are so many people waiting outside, but we can cut in line—Dr. Guo, please don't be shy."

Huo Xueying pointed to the room: "Can I go in?"

Dr. Guo nodded: "Yes."

Actually, doing moxibustion in a room is fine. Unlike cupping, you don't need to take off your clothes. You just need to apply moxibustion to the key acupoints.

But it's still more convenient to separate them, so when they added the roof, they separated it into another room.

As for the room that was originally used as a physiotherapy infusion room, after tidying it up, it can now fit five beds, which is about the limit for them to take care of at the same time, and it's just right.

However, if the leader feels it's inconvenient...

She went inside again to ask, and only after receiving an affirmative answer did she call for help.

Huo Xueying, pushing her boyfriend, also followed curiously into the house.

Watching from the side, Song Tan suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid of running into your boss on the weekend?"

Zheng Qu looked bewildered: "What's there to be afraid of? He's not going to give me any tasks."

As they were talking, someone inside suddenly asked, "Little Zheng?"

Zheng Qu: ...! !!
Why does this voice sound so familiar?
He looked at Song Tan with some horror.

Song Tan laughed and waved his hand, "I have to go now, you guys enjoy your treatment."

……

Zheng Qu stood stiffly at the doorway, afraid to open his eyes, hoping it was just a hallucination.

Huo Xueying curiously peeked inside—three people were sitting side by side on the headboard of the bed, with moxibustion racks in front of them corresponding to different acupoints.

I don't recognize the older man inside.

The person in the middle has a kind face and looks somewhat familiar.

And the other...

I think I saw it in a photo on my boyfriend's phone.

The other person had their trousers rolled up and was currently applying moxibustion to acupoints below their knees. Upon seeing them, they smiled gently.
"Little Zheng, I knew the voice sounded like yours. Young man, you're in great shape, that's good—you should give him more responsibilities, right, boss?" (End of Chapter)