Game Tycoon Reborn

At this time, the old doctor Dong who had just recovered a little bit suddenly spoke.

"There's no need to argue. It's a secret medicine in the military camp. It's specially used to stimulate the strength of dying soldiers. If we can't get the formula, even if we get it, it's a serious crime of beheading."

After old doctor Dong said this, everyone's excitement gradually calmed down.

Human thinking is like this. If it is something that you can see and reach, you want it. If the distance is too far away, you will only be in awe and dare not fight for it.

Doctor Dong's explanation helped Lu Menglin solve the problem invisibly. I don't know if the old doctor really took the wrong medicine?I still said this on purpose to relieve the embarrassment of this young man.

Lu Menglin took a deep look at the old man, but there was an unusual calmness in the old man's tired eyes.

At this moment, Lu Menglin understood.

How could this old doctor not be able to distinguish the potency of the medicine? It is precisely because he understands that this is a kind of medicine for tigers and wolves. It is not used to treat plague at all, and the most suitable place for this magical medicine should be on the battlefield .

As a doctor who can help the world, he certainly doesn't want this medicine for tigers and wolves to come out and become a killing machine to boost the war, so he covered it up for Lu Menglin.

And he didn't lie, the ingredients of this medicine were substances that the old man had never heard of or seen before, and it had a terrible activation reaction on the bodies of the people of the gods. It was said that it was the secret medicine of the military camp, but in fact it was almost the same.

"Your treatment method is wrong!" Lu Menglin said surprisingly in order to avoid the topic of secret medicine.

"What do you mean? Are you questioning our Dong's Medical Center? We have inherited it for hundreds of years..." Before Dong Dazhi could finish his sentence, his wife grabbed his ear and stopped him from talking any further.

Old Physician Dong nodded and asked, "How can you see it?"

Lu Menglin glanced at the patients in the hall, shook his head and said, "This plague is highly contagious, but you don't have any protective measures, and these patients should be quarantined together instead of letting them in and out. , it won’t be long before all of you will get sick! At that time, even the doctors will collapse, who will save them?”

One word awakens the dreamer!Everyone in the hospital has long felt that there is something

Something is wrong, but I can't explain why, now that the young man said it, it really is the case!

Even the old doctor Dong fell down, proving that what this young man said was correct!Mr. Dong had the most contact with patients and the longest time. In addition, he was old, weak and exhausted, so it was easy for the plague to take advantage of it.

"Centralized isolation? You mean to separate them from normal people and cut off the infection first?" Old Physician Dong said in surprise with a face of sudden realization.

"Well, that's what it means. Otherwise, you will have new infections during the treatment process, and your work will be wasted in the end." Lu Menglin nodded.

This is the valuable experience he has learned after experiencing several large-scale infectious diseases in the earth world. Obviously, the people of the gods do not understand this. Their desperate rescue work is just a drop in the bucket in Lu Menglin's eyes. It's putting the cart before the horse, and it has no real effect at all.

"I understand what you mean. It's a pity that we can't do it. With the power of the medical center alone, there is no way to isolate patients, unless the gods give orders from the government." Old Doctor Dong said.

"Our Dong's Medical Center has been distributing money to save these patients. Our medicinal materials can't even recover the cost, and the commission paid to you is all expenses." Dong Yang's financial power in charge of the medical center, with a look Said helplessly.

"In the face of national crisis, there is no need to mention these small things!" Dong Dazhi waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

"This is no trivial matter! Our clinic is already beyond our means! Oh, forget it, let you do whatever you want!" Dong Yang lowered his head, and his voice became softer and softer.

Regardless of Dong Dazhi's lack of strength, his medical skills are probably not good, but he is quite a man of pride, and he values ​​​​the feelings of his family and country, but he doesn't care about personal gains and losses.

"Dazhi is right! It's up to people to plan things, and God to make things happen! We have no way to change the environment, we can only do our best, but let's be worthy of our hearts!" Dr. Dong said calmly.

"I still want to thank this little brother for reminding me. At least we can isolate the patients admitted in the hospital first, and we must also pay attention to preventing the plague. Doctors, each of you should drink the medicinal soup, just in case. "Doctor Dong said.

Everyone in the hospital nodded in agreement.

In the next few days, Dong’s Medical Center really changed its strategy. They isolated all the patients admitted to the backyard, and only the maids who delivered food were allowed in and out every day. Only patients who agreed to this request were allowed to be admitted to the hospital for treatment. .

However, in this way, the financial burden of the hospital will be even heavier. Those patients spend a lot of money on board and lodging in the hospital, and often many patients cannot afford it at home, so they can only reduce expenses as much as possible. Everyone has a gloomy look on their faces.

However, Old Doctor Dong said that only by using Brother Mu's method can the source of disease in the city be reduced, and it is possible to completely cure this plague. Everyone can only listen and bear it silently.

In the past few days, everyone has been treating patients in the clinic, and Dong Dazhi has not been idle. He has visited the Fashen City Yamen a few times, and made public the treatment ideas of his own clinic, hoping to relieve the pressure, but he was met with When he got to the unanimous boycott of his peers in the city, and the yamen didn't pay enough attention to his proposal, he just said he knew about his proposal, and the masters above would discuss it, but there was no further action.

At the bottom of Fashen City, the most indispensable thing is the poor. Who would take those poor patients to death in the hospital?The Yamen does not support this move, and they cannot make money. Who would do this except Dong's Medical Center?

The other medical clinics wished that the plague would be more violent. They charged more medical fees, which happened to make a fortune.

When Lu Menglin came to Fashen City, he planned to find clues to the three special rings, but after arriving at Dong's Medical Center, he left in no hurry.

He and Duanmu Qingyi were in the Dong's Medical Center and devoted themselves to being Taoist therapists, using healing techniques to prolong the lives of those patients.

Maybe it was because Duanmu Qingyi had never experienced this kind of kindness in her life, and she never tired of it, but found the meaning of becoming a Taoist priest, so she didn't ask Wuhao what he was going to do next, and when he would leave.

At noon this day, it was lunch time again.

Everyone in the medical hall gathered together, except for the patients who had special meals, everyone in the medical hall came.

There are seven or eight large bowls on the table, and it's not enough for a dozen people to eat so many dishes.

And those bowls are almost all vegetarian dishes, and there is no meaty one in sight.

I didn't know, I thought it was a monk's temple, not a medical hall.

Everyone is treating patients every day, working hard, and eating such a vegetarian diet, it really makes people lose their appetite.

Dong Dazhi looked at the green dishes on the table, and couldn't help but look up at his wife.

Unexpectedly, he could see a ghost in this glance, Dong Yang raised his head, put the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and said slowly: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Menglin almost said something for him, what are you looking at?

However, fortunately, Dong Dazhi is not so aggressive, his desire to survive is still very strong, he shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Madam, I have no objection to Madam, I just think it's fine if you give me some vegetarian food, Everyone has worked so hard, especially my father who has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to replenish his body, who can eat such a table of food?"

"I don't want you to think, I just want me to think! Dong Dazhi, are you itchy? Dare you look at me?" Dong Yang sneered with a straight face.

Dong Dazhi shuddered all over and didn't dare to reply.

"Or, this family is still yours! Do you know how much meat in the city has risen to one or two yuan now? Do you think it is the same as before? Our medical center has to support such a big family. I can’t afford meat anymore!” Dong Yang shouted angrily.

Dong Dazhi shook his head hastily, and smiled wryly: "No, no! I know Mrs. Gao Yi, you run the house single-handedly. It's because I can't speak that I made your wife angry!"

Dong Yang stood up, took out a small bowl of soup from behind, walked up to old doctor Dong respectfully, and put it on the old man's table.

"This is broth for dad. There is only one bowl. No one is allowed to drink it." Dong Yang said viciously with a grim expression.

It turned out that although she was stingy, she had a good heart and knew how to make a bowl of broth for the old man, so now Dong Dazhi had nothing to say.

Because his daughter-in-law is also a vegetarian, but made a bowl of broth for his father, what else can he say?

Old Physician Dong always cared about money and only focused on practicing medicine. Seeing that he was the only one who had a bowl of broth to drink, he casually pushed it in front of his grandson.

"Come on, dear Yinger, drink up the soup." Old Physician Dong smiled kindly.

Ying'er is his granddaughter, and also the biological daughter of Dong Dazhi and Dong Yangshi. They only have this one daughter, and they usually regard it as a treasure, and hold it in their hands for fear of melting.

"Ying'er doesn't drink it! This is the meat my mother traded for her favorite hosta, and it can only be given to grandpa! My mother also told Ying'er that after drinking it, grandpa will have strength and can save more patients Come back, Ying'er won't drink!"

The little girl with two braids has a clear and sweet voice, but her words make people cry.