After finishing dinner from "Wafting Smoke," Han Lang bid farewell to Zheng Cong. He then formally introduced Ma Long to Luo Jiaying and Wang Fang.
Luo Jiaying was fine, having met Ma Long once before. However, Wang Fang was quite surprised by her first impression of him.
His unkempt appearance even frightened Tong Tong, who hid behind Wang Fang, too scared to come out.
As it was getting late, Han Lang sent Wang Fang and Tong Tong home. He then bought Ma Long some change of clothes and daily necessities and finally arranged for him to stay at a hotel near Tian Yi Ge.
"Take this money for any emergencies. My clinic is over there. Come find me again tomorrow."
Before leaving, Han Lang handed Ma Long a thousand yuan and informed him of the clinic's location. He instructed Ma Long to rest well and promised to arrange treatment for him the next day.
Ma Long did not object. He accepted the money and, for the first time, said "Thank you," which made Han Lang and Luo Jiaying feel somewhat overwhelmed.
The next day,
Tian Yi Ge greeted a new look.
Eight nursing staff and two TCM doctors successfully completed their onboarding procedures and began their work. Tian Yi Ge's inpatient department also successfully admitted its first recuperating patient.
Concurrently, staff from Zhong Cao Tang brought the first batch of medicinal herbs to Tian Yi Ge. After a period of busy work, they finally completed the classification and registration, marking their first day of operation.
Han Lang remained as busy as ever, but with his own pharmacy, it was much more convenient for patients to get their prescriptions. Despite it being the first day of business, they impressively generated over a thousand yuan in revenue.
"Oh my, I'm exhausted!"
As closing time approached, Wang Fang sighed.
Her workload today was immense. Not only did she have to look after the new employees, but she also had to reconcile accounts with the Zhong Cao Tang staff. She was busy with everything, and it had worn her out.
"Sister Wang Fang, don't just say it! I feel tired just watching you all day!"
Luo Jiaying's role at Tian Yi Ge was still limited to registration. As she was not a professional, she could only do what was within her capabilities. Seeing Wang Fang busy all day, she couldn't help but sigh.
"It's not that bad. It's just that so many new employees started today, and everyone isn't familiar with each other yet. Once everyone gets into a routine in a couple of days, I'll naturally be less busy."
"Yes, but you also need to balance work and rest. Don't overwork yourself!"
Han Lang said this while reviewing the day's patient records, his words warming Wang Fang's heart.
"Don't worry, little doctor. I'll be fine!"
As they were speaking, a limping young man hobbled in.
He had a standard buzz cut, wore a clean tracksuit, and had a resolute expression that conveyed an imposing aura even without anger. Apart from his leg issue, he looked quite handsome.
"Ma Long?"
All three were shocked.
Compared to his disheveled appearance yesterday, Ma Long looked like a different person. Not only was his demeanor refreshed, but his military bearing was also evident.
"Good… afternoon!"
Seeing their stunned expressions, Ma Long didn't know what to say for a moment. He greeted them with an uncomfortable look.
"Amazing, my goodness!"
Luo Jiaying was the least successful at controlling her emotions. She involuntarily stepped forward to examine him, exclaiming in admiration repeatedly.
"What a fine man! If you went to our school, you'd be a sensation among countless girls. Why would you let yourself go?"
As a soldier, Ma Long was not good at interacting with girls, let alone receiving compliments from a beauty like Luo Jiaying.
He blushed instantly, unsure how to respond.
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Wang Fang was more understanding. She said to Luo Jiaying while pouring Ma Long a glass of water and inviting him to sit down.
Ma Long lowered his head, his hands awkwardly holding the water cup, looking as shy as a newlywed bride.
"I… I came… for treatment."
Seeing him like this, and recalling his cold and proud demeanor from before, they couldn't help but marvel.
"Is this the same person?"
However, marveling aside, they still had business to attend to.
Han Lang stepped forward, took Ma Long's pulse, and carefully examined his injured left leg. He quickly reached a conclusion.
"It can be treated! However, after five years, your leg bone has basically healed, so it needs to be broken and reset!"
Broken?
Ma Long's body trembled.
Honestly, he was a little scared.
If it were five years ago, he wouldn't have even blinked. But after the pain he experienced then, he had developed a phobia of such intense pain.
"Is there another way? It's not that I'm afraid of pain, it's just…"
Ma Long wanted to explain, but he worried it would only make things worse. For a tough man to admit he was afraid of pain, let alone being a soldier, he wouldn't be able to stomach it.
The atmosphere became awkward.
"Don't worry! I will numb your leg nerves, and the treatment process will be painless. However, during the recovery period, it will be unavoidable. But I can assure you, it won't be as painful as the original injury."
With the medical skills of the Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor, numbing the leg nerves for treatment was no problem. But if the nerves were also numbed during recovery, it would be counterproductive. Therefore, that pain was something Ma Long had to endure.
"Alright! You proceed!"
Hearing Ma Long agree, Han Lang didn't hesitate.
He first touched a point on Ma Long's thigh nerve, and in an instant, Ma Long felt his entire leg go numb.
Then, he cupped his hands around Ma Long's lower leg, channeled his spiritual energy, and squeezed forcefully.
With a "crack," the leg bone instantly shattered.
Ma Long was stunned to see this.
What kind of strength was this?
To shatter a leg bone so effortlessly, without even damaging the flesh, how could this be done by an ordinary person?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. He recalled legends he had heard in the military and blurted out.
"Are you a martial artist?"
Fortunately, his voice was low enough that Wang Fang and Luo Jiaying did not hear him, only Han Lang did.
"Be quiet!"
Han Lang's expression was calm, but his lack of denial further confirmed Ma Long's suspicion.
His heart churned like a stormy sea, unable to calm down for a long time.
Han Lang was also somewhat shocked. He hadn't expected Ma Long to know about martial artists. However, the task at hand did not allow for any distraction, so he had to set aside his doubts for the moment.
After shattering Ma Long's leg bone, he immediately unleashed his divine sense into Ma Long's lower leg and carefully used his spiritual energy to reconnect his leg bones piece by piece without any gaps.
After completing this, he quickly performed the "Vajra Guard" from the Eighteen Needles of Shen Nong. This formed a faint golden protective layer around Ma Long's leg bone while also nourishing its growth.
This was far superior to using steel plates or plaster casts.
As long as he avoided heavy blows during the recovery period and the gaps between the bones completely healed, Ma Long's leg would be as good as new.
"Alright! You cannot move this leg for now. It's best to utilize your soldier's patience and rest in bed for a few days. Also, after some time, your leg will regain sensation, and it might be a little painful. Please bear with it!"
"Thank you!"
This was Ma Long's second expression of gratitude.
Han Lang smiled at him and turned to Wang Fang.
"Sister Wang Fang, please arrange for him to be admitted as well. I'll write down the prescription for you shortly, and all expenses will be covered by me!"
Since Tian Yi Ge had begun its regular operations, the accounts needed to be clear. Otherwise, it would be a mess for Wang Fang when she did the bookkeeping later.
"Okay, no problem."
Wang Fang agreed and called the inpatient department to bring a wheelchair to take Ma Long upstairs.