A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 17: The prescription is worth more than one hundred
Lin Sanqi followed his mother to a clinic, where there were even more patients.

Jin Caifeng said proudly:

"Qizi, this is your father's clinic. Look, our Lingnan Lin family is very famous in this city."

Lin Sanqi stretched his neck and looked inside from the middle of the crowd, and saw his cheap father born in 59 was taking the patient's pulse, while his cheap elder brother was sitting beside him copying prescriptions and occasionally checking the patient's pulse.

Lin Sanqi also comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Although he studied modern Western medicine in college, he still understands the rules of medicine.

According to Huadu's traditional custom, the eldest son is usually trained as the successor.
Therefore, Lin Kucan brought his eldest son with him to teach him personally, obviously wanting to teach his eldest son 100% of his skills.

You have to know that for traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, those who get the chance to copy prescriptions are definitely treated like direct disciples.

However, the second son did not receive such treatment and was assigned to work in the acupuncture department. He had obviously lost the qualifications to become the full inheritor of the Lingnan Lin family's traditional Chinese medicine.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi suddenly remembered that his current identity seemed to be the son of the Lin family. If he was really forced to learn Chinese medicine, he would be in big trouble.

Studying Chinese medicine is too hard, and it doesn’t make money, which is why Lin chose Western medicine clinical medicine at Sanchi University.

After looking for a long time, Jin Caifeng was already urging:
"Qizi, you can take a tour of the hospital first and get familiar with the environment. Mom still has some work to do. When I'm done, I'll take you to see the dean."

Lin's mother is a staff member at the library of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. Although there is not much work to do, she has to go there.

Lin Sanqi didn't understand:

"Mom, why are you taking me to see the dean? I'm not an employee of your unit. Do you want the dean to give me a red envelope?"

Jin Caifeng nodded her son's head and said angrily:
"You are such a fool. Now that you are back, you have to find a job. You are already 23 years old. How are you going to find a wife in the future without a job?"

It seems that no matter what era, a son's work and daughter-in-law are always the top priorities in the mother's mind.

"Okay, Mom, go ahead and do your work. I'll just take a look."

Although he said he was just looking around, Lin Sanqi really wandered around as if he was visiting a movie studio.

In fact, there was nothing interesting to see in the Chinese Medicine Hospital in 59.

There is no laboratory or imaging department here. Doctors treat patients based on their own "observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation". A pulse diagnosis pillow is enough to treat most patients, and there is no need for too many auxiliary examinations and tools.

Therefore, under the premise of a shortage of doctors and medicines, and inability to obtain imported equipment and Western medicines, relying on traditional Chinese medicine is indeed the most reasonable and realistic choice. No wonder the country vigorously developed traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Strolling slowly, Lin Sanqi slowly arrived at the door of the Chinese medicine store.

Through the glass window, you can see that the Chinese medicine pharmacy is extremely busy, with people picking medicine, weighing medicine, and dispensing medicine.

Lin Sanqi saw his sister-in-law Fu Muxiang weighing medicine inside. After weighing, she gathered the Chinese medicinal materials, packed them, and tied them tightly with a rope. She did it in one go, smoothly and beautifully.

Lin Sanqi looked at it for a while and was a little confused.
If I really want to work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, what position can I take?
He doesn't know how to use traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, massage, or dispense medicine. He can't even do a simple task like weighing and dispensing medicine.

Is the only thing I can do is go to the security department to guard the gate?
Others who traveled through time became kings, the richest man or the president, but I traveled through time and became a doorman or security guard. Wouldn't I be laughed at?
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi felt a little sad. He felt that his life was so miserable and he could never make it in any world.

Just when he was feeling sad, he suddenly felt a piece of paper in his pocket. He thought of his father's instructions, so he immediately leaned on the glass and greeted his sister-in-law:
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law~~~" Fu Muxiang had just finished packing a bag of medicinal materials, and when he looked up, he saw his brother-in-law waving at him, so he walked over:
"Qizi, why are you here? Where are your father and mother?"

"Sister-in-law, my dad and brother are seeing a doctor, and my mom said she had to go take care of some work, so she let me wander around by myself, and that's why I wandered over to your place. By the way, sister-in-law, you work in a pharmacy, can you help me look at this prescription?"

Lin Sanqi handed over a piece of paper, and Fu Muxiang opened it and started reading.

Lin Musen comes from a traditional Chinese medicine background. His beautiful cursive script is just an entry-level one and is not much different from the Chinese medicine practitioners of this era.

(By the way, the handwriting of a Chinese medicine doctor must be good, which is completely different from the mysterious handwriting of a Western medicine doctor.)
Fu Muxiang read it and felt a little strange: "Qizi, what do you want this prescription for?"

Lin Sanqi pretended to explain:

"This is a question that a friend of mine asked me to ask. This prescription contains 7 patches of medicine for one course of treatment. How much does it cost?"

Fu Muxiang was a person who would not meddle in other people's business. When he heard what his brother-in-law said, he took the calculator and started playing with it.

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that judging from the way his sister-in-law was familiar with weighing medicine and using an abacus, she should be a capable and quiet woman.

"Qizi, let's do the math. These seven prescriptions will cost a total of 151 yuan."

Some numbers are zero and some are integer, and they are not rounded off.

Lin Sanqi was shocked when he heard this and blurted out: "Damn, it's so expensive?"

Previously, he and his biological father had discussed that the 59 medicinal materials were cheaper, so they wanted to see if they could use or trade the 1959 medicinal materials in 2023 and make a profit from the difference.

As a result, these seven patches of medicine cost more than 7 yuan, which is almost Lin Kucan's monthly salary or half a year's income for an ordinary worker.

As expected, precious medicinal materials are precious. They are extremely expensive in any era and are out of reach for many people.

Fu Muxiang pointed to the herbs on the prescription and explained:
"The other herbs are fine, but your ginseng needs to be more than 20 years old, and musk and safflower are not cheap. You also know that all the herbs here belong to the state, so even if my sister-in-law wants to give you a discount, she can't."

Lin Sanqi waved his hands quickly:
"No, no, I'm just asking for a friend. Hehe, you go ahead and do your work, sister-in-law. I'm going to go look for my mother."

"Okay, Qizi, don't wander around. Be careful not to get lost again."

Walking out of the pharmacy and coming to a small garden in the hospital, Lin Sanqi felt a little worried. He was penniless now and it seemed that he would not be able to fulfill his father's request.

Although he got 1000 yuan when the family property was divided, the money was kept by his stepmother. In the eyes of his parents, a child is not considered an adult until he gets married.

Just when Lin Sanqi was thinking about how to make money, a gust of wind suddenly blew and blew away the prescription in his hand.

Just as Lin Sanqi was about to chase after him, he saw the paper being blown to the feet of an old man sweeping the floor.

The old man was about to sweep the waste paper into the dustpan, but when he looked down, he found a prescription and picked it up...

(End of this chapter)