There are no fewer people in the Second People's Hospital than in the two squares. From time to time, ambulances are heard coming and going in and out with sirens.

He arrived at the hospital but didn't know how to take a step.

The medical record information in his mind will not automatically jump out to remind which patient needs his guidance, but must actively search for relevant information to find the corresponding information. Just like the cards in the drawer, it will not appear without rummaging.

So, he wanted to search for difficult and complicated diseases in the hospital during this period of time or misdiagnosed cases by doctors, and then come to them to give them advice and collect money and leave. But when he got here, he realized that this was impossible.

Imagine that a patient or family member suddenly ran into a stranger in the ward and said, "I know how to cure your disease. I will give you how much money you can give me." People will definitely think that he is a lunatic or a fraudster, so they will call the police immediately.

Buy a white coat and go to the ward to cheat them as doctors? That's even worse. It's not only an illegal act of cheating, but also even if the patient's family is deceived by him and believe that he is a doctor, but the doctors in the hospital do not receive cash in person when they treat people. They all have to pay the money at the charging point, and they can't get the money.

What should I do?

He walked around the entire hospital and wandered around the streets. If the difficult diseases or misdiagnosed patients here know that he can really help them, they will pay a lot of money to ask him for advice at any cost, but the key point is that no one believes him, and no one believes that a charlatan can guide a way out through fortune telling.

So after he walked around, he could only walk out of the hospital in depression.

This is the first day, everything is difficult at the beginning, take it slowly. He cheered himself up in his heart.

There was a medical supplies store next to the gate of the hospital. When he came, he had been paying attention to whether the fortune teller Xiong Xueguang behind him was following him. After confirming that he had not been followed, he flashed into the store and bought the medicine and syringe he needed.

There were no disposable syringes in the 1990s, they were all glass tubes. However, the glass tube syringes sold by pharmaceutical stores were all sterile packaging after high temperature disinfection and could be used after opening. However, after use, they had to undergo strict high temperature disinfection before they could be used for the second time.

He bought a bag and packed these things in his hand, then he stepped back to the fortune telling street in the railway station square.

At the entrance of the alley, he could see the fortune teller Xiong Xueguang looking up at the lookout.

When Xiong Xueguang saw him, he seemed to have seen the great savior. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly came over and laughed and said, "How is it, have you bought the medicine?"

Xiao Ying nodded expressionlessly: "Come with me."

He came to the snail snack bar, and the girl in dress came over. Seeing that it was him, she was a little surprised and asked, "Are you still full? What else do you want to eat?"

Xiao Ying said with a smile: "I don't know who Aunt Tian is your person?"

"It's my mother."

"Oh, that's right. In the morning, I discussed with your mother about renting the single room next to your snack shop to do business. I want to see the room now, okay?"

"Okay." The girl in a dress nodded, turned around and quickly walked to the counter, said a few words to her grandmother, then took a key out, led Xiao Ying and the others to the single room, opened the door and said, "Look!"

The room is nice, very clean and does not need to be painted. There is a window on the two walls near the square and the alley, which is very breathable and light-free, and the cement structure is very strong. There is a wooden table, two chairs and a wooden bed in the room.

Xiao Ying asked: "Can I use the tables, chairs and beds in this room?"

"Yes, just rent it together."

Xiao Ying was very happy. In this case, he just needed to bring the bedding to live here. He said to the girl: "I want to make a total of the matter. You can go and do it first. I will send you the key later."

There was nothing valuable in the room, so the girl agreed happily and left the room and went back to the snack shop.

Xiao Ying said to Xiong Xueguang who was standing outside the door: "Come in and do a skin test."

After the skin test, he was diagnosed with negative results for more than ten minutes and could be given a shot, so he was given an intramuscular injection.

After the test, Xiao Ying said: "Okay, I'll get the second shot tomorrow afternoon. Remember, don't do that with women within half a year. Otherwise, you won't be able to save your thing."

Xiong Xueguang blushed and smiled a little embarrassedly, saying, "What else do you do? As long as I take off my pants, those ladies will run away when they see my stuff, and they will not do anything much money. I have been a monk for almost half a year. I have to wait for half a year, how can I live!"

"If you want to live, listen to me, otherwise, you can just wait for the thing to rot!"

"Of course I will listen to your advice. Haha, I will definitely listen. - You are busy first, I'll leave."

Because the used syringe was used by infectious patients, Xiao Ying did not plan to disinfect it before use, but placed it in an iron box and threw it directly into a waste box of infectious medical supplies. The hospital will destroy it and deal with it. If you buy a new one next time, it won’t cost much anyway.

He handed the key back to the girl in dress. He wanted to think about the plan again, but he didn't go back to set up a stall to tell fortunes. When he walked to the square, he didn't know where to go, so he wandered around.

At this time, a woman was holding a stack of cards in her hand and sent them one by one. When she arrived at Xiao Ying, she also gave him a picture. Xiao Ying took it and took a look and found that it was a small advertisement for a hotel near a train station.

He looked at the small advertisement and couldn't help but feel moved: Yes, the wine is fragrant and the alley is deep. If you want others to know that you have good wine, you must sell yourself and advertise everywhere.

However, his advertisement is definitely not as simple as distributing cards. Who would believe the boast about fortune-telling like gods mentioned on the cards?

Facts are better than words. Let others or their families see that they can really help them guide their skills, and thus pass on them by word of mouth, and gradually expand the influence. At that time, you will not have to worry about not having business coming. In the early stages, you still cannot expect to make a lot of money. As the saying goes, steamed buns must be eaten bite by bite, and the road must be taken step by step.

After thinking clearly about this, Xiao Ying immediately swept away his previous depression. He found the right direction.

He first tried to test whether what he thought could be realized. So he came to the Emergency Center of the Provincial Second People's Hospital and prepared to wait here. Because this is the most likely place for patients who need his guidance. He first went to the infectious department to throw away syringes and other things, and then went to the Emergency Center.

There are many people in the emergency center, many anxious family members, and some are crying. There are several rows of chairs but few people sit on it. The families accompanying them would rather stand and stay by the patient because they are anxious. So he doesn't have to worry about having no place to sit.

Xiao Ying sat on a row of chairs in the hall, looking at the people coming in and out, waiting for the right opportunity.

At this time, a middle-aged nurse with a stern face pushed the door out of the emergency room and shouted in a sharp voice: "Wang Qinglin! Are Wang Qinglin's family members here?"

A middle-aged woman with a fashionable hair and dressed in a fashionable dress quickly agreed, stepped on her high heels and said, "I'm here! I'm here, how is my dad?"

"He had a severe stomachache. The doctor asked him to do an abdominal ultrasound. You can go and have a number for abdominal surgery and gastroenterology. The doctor is giving you a test form."

The fashionable middle-aged woman quickly agreed and left again in her high heels.

Xiao Ying's heart moved and immediately searched for the medical record of the name "Wang Qinglin" in his mind. Based on the location and time, he quickly locked a medical record.

When he looked at the medical records, he was shocked because the patient would die suddenly due to acute myocardial infarction two hours later. The doctor misdiagnosed it.

He stood up, looked at the woman's back as she was leaving, quickly walked to the door of the emergency room, pushed a crack open and looked in, and indeed saw a white-haired old man moaning on the hospital bed with his stomach covering his stomach, his eyes tightly closed, and he seemed very painful.
Chapter completed!