Chapter 12 Compassionate Doctor (1/2)

While the middle-aged woman is still hesitating, Li Yong tries to explain to her that Zhang Yurong is an experienced doctor with excellent medical skills graduated from a famous university. And he, as a fresh graduate, is working as an intern here, so he will help take care of the patients first. If he cannot handle the case, then it will be passed to Zhang Yurong.

The middle-aged woman is still doubtful and yet sits before Li Yong. Li Yong doesn’t let the woman talk first but tells her what is bothering her and the cause behind, which leaves her dumbed with astonishment.

She didn’t believe in his capability before but now she is completely convinced.

The woman keeps nodding about what Li Yong says. Then he writes a prescription and passes it to her, saying with a smile, “Madam, please take it to my master. If there is anything inappropriate, she will correct it.”

The middle-aged woman does as he says, but Zhang Yurong doesn’t understand the prescription at all. Yet, she still pretends that she is checking carefully, saying, “Good. Very nice. That’s it.”

The middle-aged woman brings the prescription to Li Yong again, says delightedly, “Young man, help me fetch the medicine please. As long as you heal me, I will send you a flag.”

Then another several patients come to see a doctor in the same procedure. All of them change their attitude from not believing at all to completely convinced, for Li Yong can tell their symptoms with only a glance, which is better than the large examining machine in big hospitals.

Zhang Yurong asks him curiously, “Xiaoyong, where do you learn your medical skills? Your major is western medicine but how do you end up being a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?”

“I learn it by myself.” It is an excuse that Li Yong has conjured before.

“Pfffft, stop playing me around. Even those who spend the whole life learning traditional Chinese medicine can never be as good as you. Moreover, you can diagnose the patients with only one glance, which is already beyond the medical reach.” Zhang Yurong has a lot of questions. Every time she asks Li Yong, he doesn’t answer her seriously, making Li Yong appear increasingly mysterious to her.

“I really teach myself.” Li Yong giggles and says.

“Then take a look at me. Is there anything wrong with me?” Zhang Yurong says softly with her lips pursed, looking mile and sweet.

“Now am I allowed to look at you?” Li Yong replies with a cheeky grin.

“I’m asking you to look at me for health checking.” Zhang Yurong blushes instantly. She cannot stand such look from Li Yong.

“Sure. Let me check your health.” Saying so, Li Yong places his eyes on the beautiful body of Zhang Yurong, except that he doesn’t use his clairvoyant vision or look at her private parts. He is merely checking her looks in an appreciative way.

They look at each other but gradually, Zhang Yurong gives in and looks down to her feet. After a while, Li Yong is still looking at her so she cannot help asking, “Are you done?”

“No.” Li Yong says.

“You only need one glance to diagnose others, but why does it take so long to check me?” Zhang Yurong gripes.

“Because you are good-looking.” Li Yong says grinning.

Zhang Yurong feels very delighted and proud. She knows she is good-looking and that’s the reason why her ex-husband didn’t want her to work. She grows up in the other people’s complement, so she already doesn’t feel a thing about such comments. However, hearing Li Yong say so, she feels flipped.

At the time another person comes in to buy medicine. Then Li Yong withdraws his eyes and goes handle it.

It is not until the customer leaves that Zhang Yurong hastens to ask, “Xiaoyong, is anything wrong with me?”

“Yes.” Li Yong says seriously.

“Ah? What’s wrong with me?” Hearing that, Zhang Yurong gets frightened and nervous.

“Loneliness and boredom. Nevertheless, as you walk out of your house to work for me, it will get better gradually. No need to get injection or take drips. It is costless.” Li Yong says smilingly.

“You naughty badass, how dare you fool me?” Zhang Yurong thinks it through and hits him with a fist.

Some words are mean when used. However, when you put “naughty” before them, it can be mean otherwise. Just like “naughty badass,” it becomes a lovely word as far as Li Yong is concerned.

At dusk, Li Yong asks Zhang Yurong to clock off in advance and sets the working time for her, that is, from 8 am to 5 pm.

He stays at the clinic until 10 pm himself and then goes back to his apartment. Though someone makes trouble for him, since the two bullies were taken away by the cops, there are patients coming to the Happy Clinic continuously.

Li Yong checks the income for the day and finds it not bad. At least, he has recouped the rent, electricity and water cost and living expense. As the clinic runs on and on, he will get more popular and earns more money.

In the next day, Li Yong arrives at the clinic early and opens the business.

Yet, it is not until 8:15 am that Zhang Yurong comes late on her electromobile.

“Xiaoyong, I’m late. Please don’t get angry, or you can deduct my salary.” Reaching the clinic, Zhang Yurong apologizes to Li Yong.

Of course Li Yong is not angry. Asking Zhang to work here is only a cover-up at the beginning. After he is acknowledged and approved by the patients, he will not need Zhang Yurong to disguise anymore. She can clock on whenever she wants. Even if she doesn’t come to work, Li Yong will pay her salary anyway.

“It’s okay. I don’t deduct salary from employees.” Li Yong says while reading a book.