This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

The Auntie was too slow.

Gu Ping, thinking the Auntie’s mobility was poor, directly supported her with one hand. ”Auntie, let me help you over. Relax and let Mr. Du take a look at you. Mr. Du’s medical skills are excellent.”

Before the Auntie could protest, Gu Ping had already helped her to the stool. Then, her nerve-wracking treatment began.

She was prepared: if Du Heng suggested acupuncture or guasha, she would absolutely refuse.

The consultation room resumed normal operations, but the corridor outside grew unusually active.

This section of consultation rooms was all under the Chinese Medicine Department. Although it was on the top floor of the Outpatient Department, there was certainly ample space.

So, people came here either to consult a traditional Chinese medicine doctor or to receive treatment in the Acupuncture Hall and Physiotherapy Room.

Now, they were all crowding around those waiting at the entrance of Room 2, inquiring about what had just happened.

Some people remained silent. They were there for treatment, not in a good mood, and disinclined to talk to others.

Others were naturally optimistic, and having witnessed Du Heng’s impressive medical skills, they instantly transformed into enthusiastic storytellers.

They vividly recounted the recent incident.

Among the curious onlookers, some quick-witted individuals, noticing that everyone else was still engrossed in the storytelling, quietly slipped to the back of the crowd and hurried down to the first floor.

”Hello, please help me change my appointment to Chinese Medicine Room 2.”

”Hello, are you sure you want to change to Doctor Du Heng’s appointment?”

”Yes, yes, Doctor Du’s appointment.”

”Alright, just a moment.”

After the cashier at the registration window made the changes in the system, his outpatient doctor switched from Zheng Yuanchao to Du Heng in Room 2.

With the newly obtained registration form, a smug smile appeared on his face.

These fools. Listening to stories can’t compare to actually getting treatment from Doctor Du.

He casually strolled back to the entrance of the consultation room. Seeing that the others were still deep in discussion, he handed his registration form to the nurse to be re-entered into the system and then dutifully queued up behind the line for Room 2.

Of course, he wasn’t the only clever one; several others had already completed the transfer procedures.

By this time, those who had been huddled at the front, listening to stories and still debating whether Doctor Du was genuinely remarkable, finally noticed that their own queue had shrunk considerably.

Furthermore, people who had been queuing alongside them moments ago were now inexplicably in the line for Room 2.

Damn it!

Those bastards!

Once they grasped the situation, some people hurried to the first floor. Meanwhile, a few self-proclaimed smart individuals looked disdainfully at those changing their appointments. Hmph, what’s the use of lining up there? We’d still have to wait until the afternoon. Anyway, the registration fee is only 15 yuan. It’s better to see the doctor here first. If it doesn’t work out, we can just come back tomorrow.

Just then, someone who had just changed their appointment couldn’t help but say, ”I just asked at the registration desk downstairs. They said Doctor Du is only in today and won’t be here tomorrow.”

The self-proclaimed smart person paused. ”If tomorrow isn’t an option, I’ll go the day after tomorrow.”

”The day after tomorrow won’t work either. Doctor Du only has outpatient service on Wednesdays.”

”Then I’ll just claim to be one of Doctor Du’s old patients, make an appointment directly, and find him in his department.”

”Heh, it seems that’s not possible either. I just checked; there’s no doctor named Du Heng in the Chinese Medicine Department of Provincial First Hospital. If you miss him today, you’ll have to wait until next Wednesday to see Doctor Du.”

Everyone listening paused. Not a doctor from Provincial First Hospital? What does that mean?

Could he be an expert invited from outside?

An expert?

An expert at such a young age?

Does that mean his skills are even more incredible than what we’ve already witnessed?

It must be! Otherwise, why would Provincial First Hospital invite a young outsider to see patients? They’re not fools.

While their minds were still racing, a sudden ”THUMP” came from Clinic 1—the sound of a stool falling—followed by a man’s furious roar.

”You’re a liar! Not only are you a liar, but all of you traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are liars!”

”Please, calm down.”

”Calm down? Why should I calm down? I just have chest tightness and shortness of breath! Didn’t you say it would be cured in two weeks? It’s been three weeks now, and I’ve spent nearly two thousand yuan on the medicine you prescribed! And now? Not only have you not cured me, but you’re also saying I have lung cancer and telling me to find another doctor! What are you if not a liar? Give me my money back!”

For a moment, everyone fell silent, hardly daring to breathe, afraid of missing any dramatic developments.

”My dear patient, the progression of an illness is dynamic; no one can control that. I mentioned suspected lung cancer for your own good. You should get a scan to confirm or rule it out. If it is lung cancer, early detection and treatment are crucial. If it’s not, then isn’t that even better? You can’t let hearing ’lung cancer’ make you fearful and agitated. That’s not beneficial for your health or treatment. You need to remain calm and face this positively. Besides, if detected early, cancer isn’t as terrifying as it sounds.”

”Then what about these three weeks of treatment? The money’s spent, the illness isn’t cured, and now you’re telling me it’s cancer! How do you explain that?”

”As I just explained, the progression of an illness isn’t static. When you first came, your symptoms weren’t pronounced, so treating it as lung heat was appropriate. Now that the symptoms have become more distinct, didn’t I inform you immediately?”