Not to mention it! This time, Hu Biao's undercover investigation after disguising it seemed that he had just encountered some situations that made him suffer.

After walking out of a street intersection, he saw such a situation.

I saw that at the Yangshancheng First People's Hospital and the largest hospital in the Zhongzhou Tribe, there are now two long crowds of people running far away.

Most of them were natives who looked uncomfortable.

In the cold wind, they tried their best to shrink their necks into the collar of their coats, and wore velvet-topped leather shoes, and kept stomping hard on the ground.

There were even a considerable number of people who made violent coughs in their mouths from time to time.

Good guy! They all have to cough up their lungs and just have a normal rhythm.

It is obvious that these are all patients waiting for medical treatment, but I don’t know why? What happened in the hospital again, so many people were lined up on the streets all at once.

Seeing this, Hu Biao cursed:

"Damn it! What are the three guys, Black Chinese Medicine, Lao Qi and Yueying, who are eating? They work hard with their doctors. It seems that they need to clean up their meal."

All the reasons in front of you are blamed on the inefficient work of the doctors in the hospital.

This is the first reaction that Hu Biao came up with after a little thought.

After thinking about this, Hu Biao became a little annoyed. While cursing, he walked straight into the hospital hall.

After the thick cotton curtain at the entrance of the hall, I opened the thick cotton door curtain.

When the rolling sound reached his ears, Hu Biao immediately called out, "Good guy~"

Because in the hall with a total of more than 300 square meters, there are now many people, all of which are crowded; in addition to many patients queuing up to register, there are also many people sitting in the waiting area.

Waiting for the nurses at the aunt level, they began to call the numbers they received.

Soon after seeing something in his eyes, Hu Biao's anger suddenly became even stronger, and he even had a strong urge to curse.

Why? Because at the registration window.

Due to the window height problem, those registered patients could only bend down and lie there with difficulty or squat when operating.

In such an awkward posture, I was very struggling to talk to the staff in it; even so, during this process, the staff in the window had a look of impatient expression of the boss.

The reason why Hu Biao was angry was not only that just by finding two stools to solve such a problem easily.

What really annoyed him was the attitude of these hospital staff and the inaction.

More importantly, since the hospital's work style is like this, then some other units?

Without asking a few more questions, he would know that the situation should be similar to that here.

The staff of each unit have lived a good life for a few years, why did they deteriorate so quickly?

Don't tell him the saying that these staff members are naturally superior to the masses; fuck! There is one thing that can't even eat enough a few years ago, and maybe they will starve to death one day.

What happened? Now that I have had a good meal for several years and worked in the unit for several years, I think I am arrogant and can ignore the feelings of the people.

Immediately, Hu Biao walked towards one side of the hall.

Because, he had known this situation long ago:

Generally, during the day, black traditional Chinese medicine and other people are the top medical experts in the Middle Agriculture tribes, and even the doomsday world.

Once you come here, you usually diagnose difficult and complicated diseases that are not possible in the office.

Or it may be done for some difficult surgery.

And the offices and clinics of the few of them are at the innermost part of that passage.

After walking along the corridor to the bottom, Hu Biao could find that the offices of Hei Traditional Chinese Medicine and Yueying were closed tightly at this moment.

There is only surgeon Lao Qi's office, and now half of the room door is opened.

Of course, Hu Biao would not think that the two men of Hei Traditional Chinese Medicine and Yueying are now sleeping behind closed doors; but should be protecting the privacy of some special patients.

At the same time, because Lao Qi was also treating a patient, Hu Biao also suppressed his anger and did not rush in and curse directly.

As the saying goes, as long as the pig stands in the air, it can be blown into the sky.

After Hu Biao became the commander for so long, he still grew up a little.

It doesn't matter if these team members are scolded by the door and will not take it to heart at all; but they still have to save face in front of the indigenous people.

Otherwise, damaging their image will have some considerable impact on prestige and will be very unfavorable for future work.

So Hu Biao waited silently at the door with great patience.

Looking at Lao Qi looking at the man in his thirties, with a big man on his left knee, he didn't know why he was swollen. After some examination and inquiries.

While writing the doctor's advice in a 'swish ~', he said:

"You go to the pharmacy to get the medicine out later, and then go to the infusion room for injections. This time there are three bottles..."

What is surprising is that Lao Qi couldn't finish his words.

That's because when we were talking about this, the man knocked over the stool with a "clang~" and fell to the ground.

What was even more surprising was that after the man collapsed on the ground, he started crying loudly regardless of his body that was hurt by the fall.

While crying, he muttered repeatedly:

"Sir, Lao Qi, I beg you to save me. I really don't want to die at all. I took leave from the Shaoguan stronghold a hundred miles away to see the doctor.

I am a miner in the 12th coal mine. Although I work harder, I can eat and dress well and have a happy life, so I will almost marry a wife.

In this way, I never dared to think of a good day in my dreams. I haven’t lived enough yet, so I really don’t want to die~”

Amid such a wailing sound, let alone Hu Biao, who was playing sobbing outside, was stunned at the time.

Even Lao Qi, who diagnosed him, was also very confused at the time.

It took a while for Lao Qi to react. While supporting the other party, he said, "Who said you will definitely die? Don't worry, it's okay. Your illness is just a small matter..."

This time, Lao Qi's comfort in his mouth was still unable to finish it, and he was interrupted again.

The man wiped his tears and snot, and then applied it to the hem of Lao Qi's white coat.

He continued to cry: "Leader Seven, please don't comfort me. You need to get an injection, and there are only three bottles at one time. Isn't this disease serious?

Before I came to the hospital, I had heard people say that for minor illnesses, the doctor would just prescribe some medicine and let it go back and take it on time.

If you have a serious illness, you will arrange for a few days to get a butt injection.

If you really need to get a drip, and there are so many bottles at one time, it must be very big and very difficult to cure a serious illness, so you will be treated like this."

After hearing this, Hu Biao and Lao Qi finally understood the reason for the problem.

But after hearing this statement, I was a little amused for a moment.

The biggest reason for this misfortune was that the Central European tribes in the early stage were short of many materials due to their carrying capacity and procurement funds.

For example, in Western medicine, this kind of material that can only be brought from the modern plane and cannot be produced by the tribe itself is generally quite conservative.

All the doctors trained by them received such an explanation:

When treating the indigenous people as much as possible, use some Chinese herbal medicines that can be found everywhere in the wilderness of the doomsday world.

Prescribe less Western medicine, and use less medicine.

After such a long time, some rules have been formed, such as the one mentioned by the man above; if it weren't for a serious illness, the patient wouldn't have been arranged for infusion.

However, the above points are all considered to be the old emperor's experience.

Since they formed a relationship with rabbits in the modern plane, especially before these two times, Hu Biao and the others have obtained a lot of drugs that are in expiration from them.

In the future, such a supply will continue to flow.

Although these expiration drugs are about to reach their shelf life, in fact, most of the efficacy of the drugs have no effect and are surprisingly cheap.

Compared with these benefits, the possible hidden dangers can be fully accepted by the indigenous people.

Therefore, today's Central tribes no longer have to worry about insufficient medicines.

But there are still many people who don’t know about this situation...

In the following time, after such an erratic matter was explained clearly, the miner dragged one leg with a look of embarrassment and left with great gratitude.

In fact, the swelling on the knee of this guy's left leg was just infected after being bitten by a poisonous insect.

Moreover, it is not too severe or indirect infection. According to the judgment of the surgeon Lao Qi, this thing was given a three-day injection and used penicillin to prevent inflammation.

Then, after going back orally taking the medicine for one week, you can basically recover completely.

It is precisely because of such a nonsense incident that it can be said that Hu Biao was originally planning to curse the situation, and he was a little confused about how to speak for a while.

For this reason, he closed the door after entering.

First, he took off the scarf that surrounded half of his face and revealed his true face.

Then, from two packs of different cigarettes that I have been carrying for a long time, I took out a piece of sand for myself and lit it, and threw another piece of hibiscus king to Lao Qi.

After the other party was ignited, he cursed:

"What the hell is going on? Why are there so many people in the hospital queuing, so you can't arrange more staff on duty; and when diagnosing, the movements are a little quicker?"

When he heard this, Lao Qi immediately started to complain with a bitter face:
To be continued...