Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 230: First Night Shift in My Life (Monthly Ticket Plus)

"Comrade Fangyan, here you come!"

As Fangyan arrived at the entrance of Tongrentang on his motorcycle, he saw a man jumping out from behind the Qilin statue.

Looking closely, it turned out to be Li Chuanwu, one of the Tongrentang security duo.

"Comrade Chuanwu, are you working overtime too?" Fang Yan asked him.

Li Chuanwu said with a smile:

"It's because they're worried that it's unsafe at night, so the store manager asked me to work overtime here as well."

"Let Lao Cui be on duty alone tomorrow."

Fangyan nodded:
"That's good too."

Le Miao’s arrangements are quite comprehensive.

"Come, I'll help you push the bike in." Li Chuanwu was very enthusiastic and helped Fangyan push the motorcycle into the store.

He carried it up the steps and then pushed it into the store. Fang Yan greeted Li Chuanwu and said:
"Comrade Chuanwu, there's nothing to guard outside, just come in."

Li Chuanwu waved his hand and said:
"It's okay. It's still early. I'll stand outside for a while. It's cool outside."

Fangyan didn't try to persuade him, because what he said was the truth. It was indeed cool outside at the moment.

"Brother Fang is here." The shop assistants heard the noise outside and immediately came out from the back hall.

Fangyan nodded and took the lunch box out of his truck bed:

"Here I come, I brought some midnight snacks for all of you."

"Wow, so many?" The shop assistants on duty exclaimed when they saw the lunch box in Fangyan's hand.

The dialect said:

"We are all young people. Of course we have to eat more after staying up all night."

Fangyan directly placed all the lunch boxes on the empty desk in the store.

Then he said to everyone:

"When you get hungry in the evening, we can eat together later."

"Thank you, Brother Fang." Several people thanked him.

Dialect waving hands:
"You're welcome."

After speaking, he added:
"But let me make it clear first, the food here is not made in my home."

"There was a traffic jam on my way back today, so I didn't have time to make it. I bought it at a restaurant on the way back."

"I don't know what level the chef is, so you guys just eat whatever you want. I'll cook for you personally when I hold my wedding at the beginning of next month."

Hearing what Fang Yan said, everyone said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's okay. It's good to have something to eat."

Fang Yan asked Jia Dapeng:
"By the way, Dapeng, how is the patient?"

Jia Dapeng said:
"It's normal. I just drank a bowl."

After putting away the lunch box, Fangyan walked into the back hall and observed the various conditions of the patients.

When taking the patient's pulse, I confirmed that the patient's pulse had become much stronger.

In addition, the ghost claw-like hand finally turned its normal color.

Fangyan went up and pinched it and said:
"It's okay. The swelling on my hand has started to go down."

Then he walked to his feet, felt his three foot meridians, and then pinched his swollen feet again.

This time there was no feeling of squeezing the meat. As soon as I pressed it, the meat bounced back immediately.

But the swelling hasn't gone away yet.

When Fangyan was about to leave, he suddenly found that the old man had urinated again.

Mr. Duan was well prepared and asked his granddaughter to step away. He and his grandson immediately changed their pants and cleaned up the scene.

Fang Yan walked to the backyard where the medicine was boiled and asked Jia Dapeng:
"Dapeng, the last dose of medicine should not have been boiled yet, right?"

"No, Brother Fang." Jia Dapeng responded.

Fang Yan said to him:
"Add four kidney-boosting herbs: wolfberry, dodder seed, salted old paper, celery root, and walnut meat, 30 grams each, to warm and nourish the liver and kidney essence and consolidate the body's defenses."

"Okay." Jia Dapeng nodded and busied himself writing down the medicine mentioned in the dialect in the little notebook where he recorded time.

"By the way, where is Ledian?" Fangyan looked around but couldn't find Le Miao.

Jia Dapeng said:
"Someone came to her house just now, and then left."

"It looks like something urgent."

"How long have you been out?" Fangyan asked.

Jia Dapeng ran to the inner hall and glanced at the clock, then turned back and said, "Exactly twenty minutes."

Dialect waving hands:
"Oh, it's okay, just do your own thing."

During the day today, Fang Yan felt that something must have happened to Le Miao, but she refused to admit it. She was called back from overtime work tonight, and no one knew what happened.

But people don’t want to speak it, and it’s hard to ask about their dialect.

With her personality, she should be able to ask for help if she needs it.

Then Fangyan returned to the main hall in front and began to write medical records.

Write down the situation you just recorded and the added prescription.

After writing these, Fangyan opened a separate page and began to write folk recipes for aconite medicinal food.

People in the southwest have been eating this for many years.

Transportation and information dissemination are not convenient nowadays, so most people outside don’t know about these diets.

I learned dialect because I was interested in it in my previous life.

He remembered some of the details and taboos very clearly. He and a senior brother had stewed it and eaten it several times.

The first time I didn't know that I couldn't drink cold water for a few hours after eating it. My whole body was hot after eating it, so I drank a sip of cold mineral water, and it ended up numbing my mouth.

After finishing writing down the medicinal recipe from memory, Fangyan found that more than an hour had passed.

Le Miao still didn't come back.

The medicine has been administered twice.

Fang Yan walked into the back hall and saw that Mr. Duan was yawning continuously. He knew that the old man wanted to sleep.

So he went up to Mr. Duan and said:
"Mr. Duan, why don't you go back and take a rest? Just leave this to us."

When Mr. Duan heard this, he immediately perked up and shook his head repeatedly:
"No, no, my old brother is here. I can't sleep if I go back. I'd better stay here with him."

Fangyan was helpless and had to say:

"If you're tired, just lie down on the bed and take a nap."

"Yes, thank you, Doctor Fang." Mr. Duan nodded.

Fang Yan looked at his grandchildren and said:

"You two too, if you feel sleepy, just lie down on the bed and take a nap. We will take care of the night work."

The two thanked him:

"Thank you, Comrade Fangyan. You have worked hard."

Fangyan shook his head and said with a smile:

"Well, since we have accepted the patient, we must be responsible to the end. It doesn't matter whether it is hard or not."

Then Fang Yan looked at the patient lying there and found that he still had his eyes open, so he went forward and felt his pulse to check his condition while saying:
"Old comrade, you should take a nap. We will wake you up in half an hour."

The old man opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice:

"Doctor, I...I'm a little hungry."

"Hmm?" Fang Yan was startled, then overjoyed:

"It's good to be hungry!"

He asked Mr. Duan:
"Do you have any porridge prepared?"

"Yes, yes." Granddaughter Duan nodded repeatedly and took out a thermos bucket from a green canvas bag.

Fang Yan said to her:
"Use a small bowl and feed three or four spoonfuls. Don't feed too much. Take your time."

"Okay." The three of them nodded repeatedly, and after a busy work, they finally made a bowl of porridge.

He fed it to the old man carefully.

Fang Yan saw the old man eating porridge, then glanced at his watch and silently calculated the time in his mind. It was faster than Mr. Li’s medical records, almost twelve hours. He was already hungry.

This manifestation indicates that the true yang in the body is strong and the stomach qi has risen.

Next your body's recovery should begin to accelerate.

According to this calculation, we will definitely be able to escape danger and recover tomorrow.

By then, the medical record in my hand should be able to be handed over to Mr. Cheng smoothly tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he immediately returned to the main hall, picked up the pen again and began to write quickly, recording what had just happened.

PS: I got more than a hundred more monthly tickets, so after updating this chapter, I still owe you 52,000.

There's more in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)