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Of course, the inspection results will eventually be summarized to a senior professional doctor, who will evaluate and prescribe medicine.
To put it another way, there were female nurses at this time, but there were almost no female doctors.
After Mo Yousheng came to Lin Xuanjiu, he became very interested in gynecology and obstetrics.
Lin Xuanjiu guessed that she was probably preparing to make a breakthrough from this aspect.
Mo Yousheng smiled sheepishly, "I want to open a special women's hospital to receive female patients.
"It doesn't matter if the patient doesn't accept the prescription prescribed by the female doctor at first. I will write down the diagnosis and take it to another doctor for consultation and prescription."
It should still be able to receive patients. "
"When time has proven that Mo Yousheng's diagnosis is correct and she has gained a reputation, she won't worry about patients resisting the idea that she is a female doctor.
The process may be a bit circuitous, but it won¡¯t be like being in a medical clinic full of male doctors who often yell at female doctors to kill them.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? In fact, the patients themselves prefer to have female doctors come to see them, which can save a lot of embarrassment.
Lin Xuanjiu smiled and nodded, "Okay, Yousheng, just go ahead and do it. Ask me if you need it."
"Really? Master, please help me think about it!"
Mo Yousheng's eyes were bright, and he ran back to his seat, flipped through the bookcase for a while, took out a thick stack of bound pages, and put them in front of Lin Xuanjiu.
?Paper cover, letter: Letter of Intent from Women's Medical Clinic.
Lin Xuan laughed for a long time, "You actually had plans in advance?"
"No." Mo Yousheng said embarrassedly, "This is the topic of my thesis at the end of this year."
Self-selected topics are a fine tradition in universities.
Lin Xuanjiu brought this tradition to his apprentices. Every quarter, senior apprentices are required to write a paper on a topic of their own choice.
Lin Xuanjiu flipped through it roughly, "Okay, I'll go back and read it and give you a reply."
Mo Yousheng responded with a smile, and then said, "Master, if I open a medical clinic, I would like to invite you to be the shareholder boss.
?There is no need for you to contribute money, you can just put your name on it. "
Mo Yousheng¡¯s family background is pretty good and he doesn¡¯t have to worry about financial problems.
"Okay." Lin Xuanjiu agreed, "Do you need me to transfer a shopkeeper from Huangqi Pavilion to help you share some of the mundane tasks?"
Mo Yousheng¡¯s smile became even brighter, and he nodded hurriedly, ¡°I want it!
It would be better if the site selection, decoration, etc. could all be included in the package. "
"Do I want to help you with all the accounting and customer arranging work from now on?"
"Really?" Mo Yousheng's eyes lit up.
"Of course not! When you open a medical clinic, you must take care of the accounts and deal with the patients!" Lin Xuanjiu said angrily, "You are not active in making money, so you are lazy."
Is this really the disciple I raised who looks like me?
????????????????????????????? With this attitude, Mo Yousheng wishes he could just be a registered doctor and not care about anything else.
¡°Master, I¡¯m not you, I¡¯m so energetic that I don¡¯t look like a human being!
¡°I have exhausted all my strength just thinking about getting deeper into the field of medicine.
Where do you have the energy to study other things? "Mo Yousheng sighed as he spoke.
Her statement was echoed by a large group of disciples.
There is no need to mention the older disciples like Luo Anran and Qin Yi. They are older than Lin Xuanjiu and their medical skills are not as good as others. You can imagine their frustration.
Children such as Zhou Ting and Su Hua'er also looked sad and angry.
In fact, the more I learn, the more I understand how profound Lin Xuanjiu¡¯s medical skills are.
She is only eighteen years old!
Is this an ability that humans have?
Pian Lin Xuanjiu not only specializes in medical skills, she also has good cooking skills, can make incense, and is also responsible for the development of medical equipment.
Listening to the complaints from the disciples, Lin Xuan broke into a cold sweat for a long time.
Ah, this
Standing on the shoulders of giants, she was born with a higher starting point than people of this era.
I couldn¡¯t explain it, so I could only accept the disguised compliments from my apprentices with a guilty conscience.
After putting away Mo Yousheng's papers, Lin Xuan broke up with class and packed up to go home.
Suddenly there was a knock on the school door, and the medicine boy from the Qihuang Hall next door came panting to deliver a message.
¡°Thank you, madam!Go to the hospital and have a look, something big has happened! "
Lin Xuanjiu immediately went to get the medicine box and followed the medicine boy to the medical center next door.
The disciples were not confused at all, and the older ones followed the younger ones one after another.
When we first selected the location for the school, we made sure that it was located next to the Xie family¡¯s industrial Qihuang Pavilion.
When Lin Xuanjiu has free time, he always comes to Qihuang Pavilion to visit or provide free clinic services.
Apprentices need internships to increase clinical experience, and it is very convenient to go to Qihuang Hall.
Now that she happened to be here, something happened at Qihuang Pavilion, so he came directly to look for her.
When Lin Xuanjiu arrived, the lobby of Qihuang Pavilion was already full of people on both the inside and outside.
"Come on, the ugly doctor is here!" Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, the medicine boy could only shout loudly.
The crowd immediately separated a path for Lin Xuanjiu to pass.
Laying in the lobby was a little boy who was carried on a stretcher. He was only about ten years old. He was dressed in rags. The color of his clothes was stained with large amounts of blood on the front.
The little boy was accompanied by a woman and two smaller children.
There was another young man standing next to him, wearing a golden crown and fine clothes, who seemed out of place with the patient and his family.
Lin Xuan didn¡¯t look at anyone else for a long time. He rushed directly to the injured person and grabbed his wrist. As soon as the air needle probed, he knew that the child was hopeless.
¡°Severe blunt force trauma, multiple internal organs were broken, blood poured into the lungs, and the child was already showing symptoms of respiratory failure.
Even if they are forcibly rescued, 80% of them will suffer from long-term coma due to brain cell damage caused by suffocation. Under today's medical conditions, they are still dead.
During the short time that Lin Xuan was consulting the doctor, the injured child took two rapid breaths and then suddenly stopped moving.
She slowly put down the boy's wrist and said softly, "He has gone."
"My dog! Why are you so stupid!" The skinny woman next to the boy cried loudly.
As soon as she cried, the two children around her started crying too, calling them brother. The scene was extremely sad.
"How couldhow" the young man in gorgeous clothes standing beside her couldn't help but murmur.
Lin Xuan heard the voice sound familiar for a long time, couldn't help but look back, and his jaw dropped immediately.
This young man, who is as tall and straight as a bamboo, is actually the crown prince of Daye! !
This Qihuang Clinic is a general medical clinic for the common people. The location is not prosperous at all. Even because it is very close to Kangping Lane, the resident population is still middle- and lower-class civilians.
How could you imagine that someone as valuable as a prince would come to such a lowly place, and seem to be related to this beggar-like deceased.
Before she could figure out the whole story, the onlookers started shouting because of the violent death of the child. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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