Master Doctor in the City

Back in Inner Mongolia, Ye Chen felt that it was really different here, and he felt like home.

If you are in Mongolia, it is another country after all, but it feels like a foreign country.

Now Director Han and they are very enthusiastic.

However, Ye Chen felt that he should first check the condition of those patients.

"Director Han, let's go and see those patients first."

Obviously, the quarantine zone here is much better than Mongolia in all aspects.

Moreover, this is a tertiary hospital in Inner Mongolia.

In all aspects, the medical level here is definitely much better than that of Mongolia.

"Do they drink all the prescriptions I prescribe?"

"Doctor Ye, it is indeed a similar prescription."

Said the dean.

After Ye Chen followed in, he first checked the early patients. Ye Chen found that their condition was really exactly the same as the patients in Mongolia.

The high temperature and symptoms similar to wind chill seem to be very uncomfortable.

However, he had been taking the prescription Ye Chen prescribed to patients in Mongolia.

After Ye Chen checked, he said, "I will prescribe them one by one again."

"Obviously, everyone's situation is a little different, as long as the right remedy is applied to the disease, it can be completely cured."

For Chinese medicine, it is very important to dialectically and prescribe the right medicine.

Otherwise, the prescriptions prescribed did not do much more with less.

Ye Chen prescribed prescriptions to these patients one by one.

Having been busy until the evening, the Director Han and others have already left.

Originally I wanted to invite Ye Chen to dinner, but seeing that Ye Chen was so busy, the other party went back first.

Now that Ye Chen had done this, looking at the time, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Doctor Ye, are you very hungry?" the dean here asked.

"It's okay. Now I will treat them according to these prescriptions, one prescription for each person, and the use of Artemisia annua to bathe them."

Ye Chen was going to eat first, then take a bath and rest.

When the dean took Ye Chen out, a room in the dormitory of the hospital had already been vacated for Ye Chen and Xia Qi.

When Ye Chen went to eat, the head chef of the hospital canteen over there was waiting for Ye Chen.

"Thank you."

Ye Chen looked at each other and said.

"Doctor Ye, you just worked hard. I don't know what kind of stir-fry Dr. Ye would like to eat?"

"Then fry some family dishes. The mutton pancakes I ate in Mongolia are very tired. I want to eat some rice and stir-fry."

Ye Chen didn't like to drink too much milk, goat's milk, and mutton. They weren't delicious. So, thinking about it, Ye Chen felt a little tired.

Ye Chen called Xia Qi when the chef went to cook.

"where are you?"

"I'm in the dorm."

Finally, I didn't need to live in the yurt, but in a dormitory similar to an elevator room. Xia Qi really felt more comfortable.

"Come here in the dining hall, the chef has cooked dinner for me."

"I ate just now, and I'm not hungry." Xia Qi said over there.

"Come and eat with me."

"Then wait for me."

When Xia Qi heard it, she hurried over from the dormitory.

Originally, the dean was going to come over to accompany Ye Chen for dinner. Ye Chen didn't need it. He didn't think he was a big leader, and he didn't like being accompanied by others like that.

Although from the other side's point of view, Ye Chen is not simple, except that he is now the founder of Huaxia University of Chinese Medicine, for this time, Ye Chen's contribution is indeed very large.

Let alone Ye Chen took Xia Qi and the others to find the source of the spread of the plague.

It's that after Ye Chen came here to treat many patients in this country, this alone is enough to let many people know that this young man is amazing.

The head chef and other chefs are busy cooking there, as well as those who make soup and rice.

It didn't take long for the stir-fry to be delivered.

"Doctor Ye, the rice hasn't been cooked yet, so let's cook first, or I will bring you a bottle of local beer."

"also."

The chef went and brought a bottle of beer.

With a flick of Ye Chen's hand, the beer lid was opened, and when he poured a cup of tea and ate the fried vegetables, Ye Chen felt really refreshed.

Although there are many Mongolians in Mongolia and Mongolia, the difference in daily life and diet on the two sides is getting bigger and bigger.

In Mongolia, you can see yurts and horse riding ones everywhere.

However, when I return to Inner Mongolia, it is not that there are no yurts, but few yurts. Basically, those yurts may only be available in some tourist attractions.

Most people live in houses.

The house is very comfortable now, with air conditioning in summer, and heating in winter as it is so cold, and I still live in the yurt.

And all the trips are driven by cars, and not many people ride horses anymore.

Therefore, Ye Chen discovered that the stir-fried dishes here are very good, which may be the reason why he eats too many Mongolian dishes.

Xia Qi, wearing a skirt and a coat, came over.

She had eaten it just now.

I'm not hungry now, but Xia Qi was very happy when she heard Ye Chen say to let her come and be with him.

"Drink something?"

"what?"

"Local beer, a bit sweet and sour."

"Then I have a drink."

Pour Xia Qi a glass.

When she came over in the afternoon, she felt airsick when she was on the military helicopter, so when she got off the plane, Ye Chen asked her to take a rest.

After sleeping all night, I feel much more energetic now.

The chef inside kept cooking, and when he had already fried six or seven dishes, Ye Chen thought it was enough.

"It's almost enough, no need to fry." Ye Chen said.

"Doctor Ye, the leader told us to treat you well, and we also admire your medical skills." The chef said.

If it weren't for Ye Chen, he would have left work long ago.

"Come over and eat together." Ye Chen looked at the chef and said.

"This, this is not good." The chef said.

The other party has a squint and bald head. At first glance, he eats so well because of his job as a chef.

When the chefs came out to sit down together, Ye Chen asked, "Are you all Mongolian?"

"We are all here."

Of course, there are more Han people than Mongolians in Inner Mongolia.

However, when Ye Chen took a look, he found that apart from the fact that their eyes were a little different from Han Chinese, there was really no difference.

"It can't be distinguished, it depends on the difference between you and Mongolia."

"Doctor Ye, our staple food is about the same as the Han Chinese, so it looks similar, and our Chinese is even more fluent than Mongolian."

"It turned out to be like this, no wonder, it feels completely different."

Of course, in some ethnic festivals, they may wear some ethnic costumes and look different from other Han people.