When the old woman was sent away, there were more people who came to see Jiang Qinglime. Most of these people just have some minor problems, and Jiang Qinglime will generally patiently ask them to pay attention to what they need to pay attention to.

If there is a slight problem, Jiang Qinglime will prescribe medicine or acupuncture to them.

Half an hour passed, and Jiang Qingling earned nearly 200 yuan just for the money he saw for the doctor. It costs fifteen yuan to see a doctor in the county, and Fuchengjiang Lime has inquired about it, and it is twenty yuan.

She was charged at half price, ten cents per person, which means that she had seen more than a dozen people.

She also remembered the person who prescribed the medicine, and there were six people in total, plus the old woman. Seeing a doctor is a small part of the hospital's income, and most of it is on medicine.

Grab the medicine, Yang Yunqing came.

Check out, Meng Dashu comes.

Onkyo often goes over to take a look.

Meng Dashu is illiterate, but recently he recognized a few words with Jiang Qingling. Two, text, and numbers from one to ten as well as hundreds.

After that, he learned addition and subtraction, and after these ten days or so of contact, if he calculates slowly, he will generally not make mistakes.

"Lady, how is the situation?"

Half an hour later, Yang Yanwen, who was entertaining Wang Mang and his party at the house, came out to take a look.

The situation in the hospital is much less crowded than before.

As far as the eye can see, there are only a few people wandering around the medical hall.

Yang Yanwen walked up to Jiang Qinglime, who was not sick, and asked softly.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingling smiled at him, "It's okay." The results are not bad. However, this is just opening, and I don't know what will happen next. ”

"The medical hall is open, you can only take one step at a time, so don't worry. Sick people will come to the door. I believe that you, under your management, the situation of the medical hall will definitely get better and better. ”

Hearing Jiang Qingling say this, Yang Yanwen reached out and stroked her head, and opened his mouth to cheer her on.

Jiang Qingling couldn't help but blush when she saw him like this.

In public, is it really good that the two of them are so close.

But being watched by so many people is quite exciting.

"It's not early, and there will be no one waiting for a while, so you can clean up and close the door for a while, go to the house and sit down, and talk to them."

The Zhao family, the Li family, the Wang family, and Mu Ran are here to congratulate them on the opening of the medical center, what's the matter, Jiang Qingling also has to sit with them, thank you.

And besides, they're coming.

Their family had to be treated to dinner.

Originally, Yang Yanwen meant to go to the restaurant to order two tables of dishes, but Jiang Qingling felt that something was wrong, they were here to congratulate them on their opening and moving to a new house, so this meal was more lively at home.

But let's do it yourself, even Jiang Qinglime said, and the dishes are eaten in the village. Rao has big fish and big meat, but the things he makes can't be on the table.

So the two discussed in advance and invited a chef from a restaurant to their house to cook this meal.

The chef came in the morning, and I guess he's still busy in the kitchen.

"Okay, you go back with them first, I'll go later."

Hearing Yang Yanwen say this, Jiang Qingming responded and urged Yang Yanwen to leave.

As soon as Yang Yanwen left, Jiang Qingling ushered in two more patients, real patients. She saw the people, took the medicine, and then sent them away.

When she looked up and saw that it was not early, she asked Meng Dashu to close the door.

After that, Jiang Qinglime began to reconcile the accounts.

"Onkyo, how many consultations have you seen this morning?"