"Really?" Li Guohua looked at Zhang Yan in disbelief.

"Brother, it only takes two minutes for me to prescribe the medicine, and it only takes half an hour to decoct a medicine. Whether it has any effect can be seen in half an hour." Zhang Yan was still gentle and spoke to Li Guohua softly.

Zhang Yan's attitude calmed down Li Guohua's a little anxious mood.

A good word warms up in winter.

Doctors can save patients by treating patients, not only relying on acupuncture and medicinal stones, but also very importantly language.

There is a famous saying in Western medicine: Sometimes, heal; often, help; always, comfort.

The doctor's words are a good medicine.

Using this good medicine can cure serious illnesses.

"Thank you, Doctor!" Li Guohua's eyes turned red, and he stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Yan.

What kind of life has he lived this year!

I have to worry about my body every day and have to be happy.

"Brother, you have to be polite. Our doctor's responsibility is to cure diseases and save people.

If you feel uncomfortable in the future, you must go to the hospital in time and never treat yourself.

You said, if you had seen the disease yourself, why would we have to do what we doctors do?" Zhang Yan helped Li Guohua up and said to him with a smile.

"I understand! I won't do it anymore!" Li Guohua blushed and murmured.

This time he really learned a lesson, because he prescribed medicine for himself, and as a result, he could cure the disease with just one dose of medicine, and he delayed it for more than a year.

Thinking about it now, I deserved the sins I have suffered over the past year.

"Xiao Zhao, decoct this medicine and divide it into three doses. Let the elder brother drink one first." Zhang Yan prescribed a good prescription and handed it to Zhao Shengli.

"Okay, Brother Zhang!" Zhao Shengli was full of admiration and took the prescription and went out to grab the medicine and decoct the medicine.
Chapter completed!