"Madam, your first bout of gastritis was thirty years ago, caused by mild stomach bleeding from drinking. Ever since then, even a little spicy food makes you feel a burning discomfort, correct?"
"Sir, you've had diabetes for about ten years. It wasn't serious at first, and the doctor told you to watch your diet. You repeatedly broke your promise, which is why you've ended up like this. Am I wrong?"
"You have rheumatism! In your youth, you prioritized momentary comfort, not drying yourself after a shower. When you got too hot, you'd even pour cold water directly on yourself. And you didn't pay attention to ventilation during the damp season, which is how the illness took root, isn't it?"
...
For the entire morning, Han Lang clearly explained the cause of each patient's illness. The elderly men and women who had been examined were astonished!
"You just felt my pulse and knew I had stomach bleeding thirty years ago? You're too miraculous!"
"Exactly! My son doesn't even know about my diabetes and dietary indiscretions, but you do!"
"Don't say another word. You can tell my lifestyle habits from my youth just by feeling my pulse. What else is there to say?"
"I must hurry and bring my old man over to see you!"
...
The elderly people who had finished their consultations praised Han Lang profusely. However, explaining the cause of everyone's illness so thoroughly naturally slowed down the process. Consequently, some of the elderly people waiting impatiently at the back of the queue started to complain.
"You brat, can you hurry up? You're slower than my bad leg!"
"That's right! It's just two eggs, and you're dawdling. I've been waiting all morning."
"Are you kidding me? If this keeps up, I'm not waiting anymore!"
...
Despite their words, their feet didn't move an inch from the queue.
Han Lang was truly overwhelmed.
On one hand, he had to meticulously explain the cause of the elderly people's ailments, and on the other, he had to prescribe medicine. This made the already slow efficiency even slower.
Finally, Han Lang had to ask Wang Fang to stop her announcements and control the number of people seeking free medical consultations.
After a full day of hard work, Han Lang's throat was hoarse, and his hands were sore from writing. Following Wang Fang's suggestion, he had finally won over forty to fifty elderly people who had been treated, thus completing the day's task to some extent.
"Starting a business is not easy! I'm exhausted!"
As soon as his work was done, Han Lang collapsed onto the desk, unwilling to move an inch.
"I didn't expect it to be so effective. Sister Wang Fang, you're amazing!"
Luo Jiaying gave Wang Fang a thumbs-up without hesitation.
Wang Fang blushed a little at the praise.
"Not at all! I've only interacted with the elderly more at the supermarket! However, don't get too happy too soon. This is just the beginning!"
Hearing this, Han Lang and Luo Jiaying were immediately confused.
"What do you mean by that, Sister Wang Fang?"
Wang Fang continued to explain.
"Although the young miracle doctor's medical skills have impressed many elderly people today, the problem hasn't been ultimately solved. Only when they go back, get their medicine, and experience the changes firsthand will they truly be convinced. At that point, they will actively promote us!"
"I'm not worried about that," Han Lang said, full of confidence in his medical skills, or rather, the medical skills of the Divine Farmer Heavenly Physician.
"However, since this plan is so effective, I plan to do it for a few more days. Sister Wang Fang, could I trouble your colleagues and that elderly women's drum troupe to liven things up for a few more days?"
Hearing Han Lang's approval, Wang Fang was overjoyed.
"Of course. However, doing this kind of activity for too long isn't interesting. I think two more days should be enough. And two days should be sufficient to thoroughly understand the elderly people in the surrounding area!"
Han Lang nodded in agreement.
"Alright, I'll leave this to you! I'll transfer some more money to you. You've worked hard these past two days."
Saying this, he reached for his phone.
Seeing this, Wang Fang quickly said.
"Little miracle doctor, you shouldn't transfer so much to me this time. We only spent 1500 yuan today, even with the waist drum troupe. Just transfer that amount to me."
Han Lang blinked, looked at Luo Jiaying, then at Wang Fang, and finally decided to respect Wang Fang's wishes.
"Okay, then I'll transfer 3000 yuan to you. After this is done, I'll give you a bonus!"
Hearing Han Lang say this, Wang Fang no longer refused and agreed with a smile.
"Alright!"
Seeing such a harmonious scene, Luo Jiaying's mood also brightened considerably.
"Great, everyone's happy! I believe that in the near future, we'll be able to defeat Qingtian Hospital and snatch all their patients! Heh heh..."
"Snatch patients from Qingtian Hospital? That's a bit of a joke, Miss Luo. They're such a large hospital!"
"It's not a joke, that's my goal!"
Looking at Han Lang's serious expression, Wang Fang, though unaware of the specifics, could sense the importance of the matter.
"Little miracle doctor, if that's the case, then we need to be careful. If, as we suspect, patients from Qingtian Hospital start coming to us, it's inevitable that someone will try to sabotage us."
Hearing this, Luo Jiaying's face immediately lost its color.
"That's right, Brother Han Lang. You're a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and your prescriptions are also for Chinese medicine. There's a lot of room for manipulation with the ingredients. What if..."
Hearing their words, Han Lang also realized the seriousness of the situation and said with a grave expression.
"I really hadn't considered this problem. If that's the case, I need to create a kind of anti-counterfeiting mark for the prescriptions. This way, even if someone causes trouble, we can first check the dregs of the medicine they've drunk, and second, we can know if the patient actually got the medicine according to my prescription. This will naturally resolve our concerns."
"But how can we create an anti-counterfeiting mark? By stamping an official seal?"
"That won't do. It's not difficult for someone with malicious intent to forge an official seal."
Han Lang immediately rejected Wang Fang's suggestion and then said.
"Here's what I'm thinking. I've been organizing the prescriptions these past few days. Once I'm done, I plan to print them directly. The anti-counterfeiting mark will be incorporated into the design of the printing paper."
"You mean, leave a mark in an inconspicuous place on the prescription. For example, slightly alter one of the strokes in the characters 'Tian Yi Ge'?"
Han Lang nodded.
"Not only that, but I also want to create a UV anti-counterfeiting logo, or use a QR code. However, I don't know who to ask to do it."
After Han Lang's explanation, Wang Fang and Luo Jiaying finally understood his intentions.
"Don't worry, Brother Han Lang, I know someone who does UV anti-counterfeiting. Leave this matter to me!"
"Really?"
Han Lang was overjoyed.
"In that case, you help me find a designer to design our prescription format these next two days, and also create an anti-counterfeiting mark on it. At the same time, buy some card paper and have them create UV anti-counterfeiting on it. Then we'll just need to print the prescriptions!"
"No problem!"
Luo Jiaying readily agreed, and Han Lang turned to Wang Fang again.
"Sister Wang Fang, I also want to install comprehensive surveillance facilities here, without any blind spots. Can you help me with this? I'll transfer some more money to you."
"No problem!"
After some discussion, Han Lang and the others finally clarified their goals.
Luo Jiaying would be responsible for the prescription design and the anti-counterfeiting mark issue. Wang Fang would continue to contact people for promotion and install the surveillance for Tian Yi Ge.
Han Lang himself would focus on organizing the prescriptions.
"Oh, that's wonderful! By saving the time spent writing prescriptions, the efficiency of the little miracle doctor's consultations will greatly improve."
"Yes, I think so too! You've worked hard today as well. Shall we go out for a meal together?"
"Yay!"
Hearing about dinner, Luo Jiaying's face lit up with excitement. However, Wang Fang seemed a little hesitant.
"I don't think I'll go! Tongtong and my mother are still at home!"
"It's okay, bring them along!"
"Is that... appropriate?"
"What's not appropriate about it, Sister Wang Fang! Let's go."
Without another word, Luo Jiaying linked arms with Wang Fang and they walked out together.