Spent three fen to register.

The two of them arrived at a room on the second floor, where a middle-aged man in a white coat was sitting inside, examining a young man.

They didn't wait outside, but stayed inside.

Two long benches were connected together, and the patients sat there one by one, waiting for the doctor to call them.

Yang Xiaole arrived early and sat in the front of the bench, with a few more people coming in behind him.

Yang Guangzhi stood by and waited.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the patient in front of him was done, and Yang Xiaole immediately ran up.

The doctor glanced at him and smiled at Yang Guangzhi, asking, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Yang Guangzhi thought for a moment, as if there was nothing wrong.

Not knowing how to describe it, he could only say, "He has a weak body."

The doctor smiled upon hearing this and didn't pay much attention.

Instead, he continued to ask Yang Xiaole, "Where does it hurt? What are the usual symptoms? Any pain, drowsiness, dizziness, or anything like that?"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and described his usual symptoms.

"Well, let me see your hand!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole stretched out his hand.

The doctor squinted his eyes and took his pulse!

"Well, it's a bit weak. Lift up your clothes, let me listen."

Then he picked up the stethoscope and listened to the front and back.

"Well, the heartbeat and lungs are normal..."

"Measure your blood pressure! It's a bit low."

"Stick out your tongue... Well, there's some white coating."

"Let me take a look at your eyes..."

"Stretch out your calf... Well, no swelling!"

...

After the examination, the doctor put away his tools and said to Yang Guangzhi, "The child doesn't have any major problems, just malnutrition causing anemia and hypoglycemia. Pay attention to nutrition in the future. But to what extent his anemia is, we need to do a blood test. You can consider whether to do it or not."

"Blood test? How much does it cost? Will it harm the child?"

Yang Guangzhi was still worried.

"Hehe, don't worry, it's just a finger prick, not much. The test fee is 7 fen!"

Upon hearing this, it didn't seem expensive, so he agreed, "Okay, let's go for the test then!"

The doctor nodded, "Alright, I'll give you a prescription. You can go to the first floor for the test."

While speaking, he took out a prescription and neatly wrote on it.

"Stab!"

After finishing writing, he tore off a sheet and handed it to Yang Guangzhi, "You go downstairs to pay for the blood test. Come back to me after the report is ready."

"Alright! Thank you, doctor!"

Yang Guangzhi took the prescription and thanked him.

"You're welcome. You can go now. I'll still be here later."

"Okay, we'll go for the test!"

After saying that, they left the consultation room with Yang Xiaole.

After coming out, Yang Guangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that it's just anemia. I'll give you more dates to replenish your blood in the future."

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes.

Dates alone won't help.

He wants to eat meat and such.

The two of them went downstairs, paid the 7 fen for the test, and went to the window.

The nurse inside glanced at him, "Where's the prescription?"

Yang Xiaole handed her the prescription.

After taking it, the nurse picked out a soaked embroidery needle from the aluminum lunchbox next to her.

"Hand!"

The process was similar to the future, and Yang Xiaole naturally knew what to do.

"Hiss!"

The large embroidery needle directly pricked his finger, causing him a sharp pain.

It would be better if it was the spring-loaded type from the future.

It doesn't hurt as much.

Fortunately, they didn't need to draw as much blood as in the future, just a small amount.

The nurse used a tube to suck out a good amount of blood.

After finishing, she instructed him, "Alright, go wait on the side. We'll call your name later to collect the report."

Yang Xiaole held the damp alcohol cotton ball and asked her, "Nurse, how long will it take?"

"It's hard to say, maybe around ten minutes."

Yang Xiaole nodded in response and sat down on the wooden chair next to Yang Guangzhi.

Looking at his finger, Yang Guangzhi curiously asked, "Can they really tell what's wrong with you with just a few drops of blood? That's amazing!"

"Well, that's the blood test. It checks what the body lacks and compares it with a normal person."

There has always been a debate between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Each has its own advantages.

But he still believes more in traditional Chinese medicine. He had been sick before, with a high fever that wouldn't go down even after taking antipyretics.

But the old dean pricked his ear and thumb with a needle, squeezed out some blood, and the fever went away.

Unfortunately, traditional Chinese medicine is destined to decline.

There are too many factors, not something that one or two people can decide.

Chinese herbal medicine cannot be standardized, long apprenticeship period, low commission for prescribing herbal medicine, and the decrease in efficacy due to artificial cultivation...

All these factors combined in an era of rampant materialism.

True traditional Chinese medicine has slowly started to disappear.

Especially with the use of Western medical standards to manage traditional Chinese medicine, as well as the physician qualification certificate, these are the two most ruthless blows to traditional Chinese medicine.

These are hard to say.

After all, the doctor-patient relationship in the future is also very intense.

Just as the two of them sat down, another mother and daughter came for a blood test.

A woman in her thirties wearing a checkered tailored women's shirt, accompanied by a girl in a light blue dress.

The girl was probably around thirteen or fourteen years old, not short, already over 1.5 meters tall.

She had an oval face, big eyes, and two ponytails tied at her chest.After drawing blood, Yang Xiaole sat beside the two of them.

Yang Xiaole took a look.

These two sets of clothes are not something ordinary families can afford to wear. Moreover, there are no patches on them, and they are 90% new.

Because nowadays, the material is one part, and the cost of dyeing fabric has increased, which also raises the price of fabric.

Monochrome fabric is definitely cheaper.

In the future, plaid shirts may be very ordinary clothes, but at this time, they are expensive, and they are also finely woven.

He himself is wearing coarse cloth with patches, while the other two are in completely different worlds.

"Yang Xiaole! Hua Yourong!"

After waiting for a while, the laboratory called for them, and they called both of them at once.

"Poof!"

Yang Xiaole thought about this name and burst into laughter.

"Hey, here! Coming!"

Yang Guangzhi quickly stood up and walked over to get the test report, while the woman approached a little closer and had already passed by.

The girl looked at him strangely, "Why are you laughing? Is there something wrong with my name?"

He laughed just by calling the names of two people.

So it must be his own name that is the problem.

Yang Xiaole regained a serious expression and said seriously, "Oh, nothing, your name sounds nice! Yourong... noble and virtuous, without desires... then firm."

The other party was not very thin, and her figure was very good.

She was just starting to show her potential.

When the girl heard this, she smiled sweetly and shook her head, "No, that's not it!"

"Oh, no?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and asked, "Then... is it like 'clouds desire clothes, flowers desire beauty', and then you are called Hua Yourong?"

"Huh!"

The girl looked at him in surprise, "You actually know. Yes, that's it. My dad named me that."

"Sweetie! Go up and find the doctor."

As she spoke, the young woman walked over and called out.

Hua Yourong smiled, "I have to go see the doctor, goodbye!"

Yang Xiaole nodded.

The other person followed her mother and left.

In the corridor, the innocent voice of the girl could still be heard, "Mom, my name has a source again, noble and virtuous, without desires... then firm."

...

Yang Xiaole felt embarrassed after hearing that.

Although this joke is from the future, it doesn't mean that adults wouldn't think about it at all!

He looked up at Yang Guangzhi, who was still looking at the report.

He looked at it for a long time but didn't understand.

"Dad, can you understand it? Give it to me!"

Yang Guangzhi shook his head, "I can't understand it. Can you understand it?"

After saying that, he handed it over.

Yang Xiaole took it and took a look. It was just a standard form with various parameters written by hand in the blank spaces.

"What does it say?"

Yang Guangzhi asked anxiously.

Yang Xiaole shook his head awkwardly, "I can't understand it. Let's go ask the doctor!"

This is not like the forms in the future, which have reference standards and arrows pointing up or down if the values are high or low.

This one doesn't have reference standards, after all, he has never been a doctor.

"Alright, let's go ask the doctor!"

After saying that, the two of them went upstairs.

At this time, the person in front of the doctor had just stood up, and Yang Xiaole rushed over with the form in his hand.

"Doctor, the test report is out. Can you take a look?"

The doctor took the form and said to the man who was about to leave, "Please wait a moment. This is a follow-up visit. I'll check it for you after I'm done."

"Okay, Dr. Han."

The man didn't mind and politely sat back down.

The doctor took the test report and started reading it.

He frowned from time to time.

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In Yang Guangzhi's anxious eyes, Dr. Han looked up and said, "The child's anemia is very severe, almost reaching a severe level. You must take good care of him when you go back, otherwise his health will deteriorate."

"Then, how should we take care of him?"

"Eat something good! Are you from the countryside? Is it far from here?"

"Yes, we are from the countryside. It's more than sixty li away!"

The doctor nodded, "Okay, I see. In that case, I'll prescribe three boxes of Renshen Yangrong Pills for you. They are a bit expensive, 0.75 yuan per box. You can consider whether to buy them or not.

Also, I'll prescribe one jin of brown sugar for the child. You can pay for it and get it from the pharmacy later. It's 0.9 yuan per jin.

If you can get pig liver over there, it's best to make some pig liver and egg soup. If you can't get it, then make some eggs, fish, or other nutritious food. Anything with nutrition is fine, such as red dates, black fungus, and so on."

Yang Guangzhi calculated it and it would cost a total of more than three yuan. He nodded and agreed.

"Okay, doctor, please prescribe it. I brought money with me."

As for meat dishes, the eight liang meat coupon is just enough to buy one or two liang of pig liver a day, enough for eight days.

Seeing this, Dr. Han picked up the prescription and wrote a prescription for him.

Then he explained, "Renshen Yangrong Pills are large honey pills. Take one pill three times a day. It doesn't matter whether it's before or after meals!"

"Okay, got it. Thank you, Dr. Han!"

"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go after getting the medicine."

Seeing this, Yang Guangzhi thanked him again before taking Yang Xiaole downstairs to get the medicine.

They paid 3.15 yuan and went to the pharmacy to get three boxes of medicine and one jin of brown sugar wrapped in newspaper.

After the two of them left the hospital, Yang Guangzhi said to Yang Xiaole, "Did you hear that? It's not a serious illness, it's just that our family is too poor. We can get better with proper care in the future."

Yang Xiaole nodded. He naturally knew the reason.The space didn't absorb him, and with his gradually improving living conditions, his health was bound to get better.

He looked around and asked Yang Guangzhi, "Where are we going now? To the bank? Shall I ask for directions?"

He didn't mind about the jewelry, but if it was gold bars, Yang Xiaole would never exchange them.

Being marked would only bring trouble.

He might even be investigated.

Yang Guangzhi stood at the gate, looking around, wanting to ask passersby for directions, but seeing people hurrying by, he felt a bit embarrassed.

"Dad, wait a moment."

Yang Xiaole called out, then turned and ran towards the grandpa who was guarding the hospital gate.

Arriving at the guard room, the grandpa was fanning himself, listening to the radio, and smoking dried tobacco.

After glancing at the fan and the radio, Yang Xiaole didn't pay them any more attention.

These things were not suitable for the countryside.

He asked the old man, "Grandpa, how do we get to the People's Bank? We don't know the way."

The old man took a puff of his dried tobacco before answering, "It's near Fuxing Gate! Ask around there and you'll find it."

"But we don't know where Fuxing Gate is!"

Hearing this, the old man glanced at him and pointed in a direction, "From Fucheng Gate, head south along the Imperial City Root. It's about four miles. When you see a city tower, you're there. It's nearby. Ask again when you get there."

"Ah, okay, thank you, Grandpa!"

Having gotten his answer, Yang Xiaole thanked the old man and ran back.

"Okay, I've got the directions. We need to go back to Fucheng Gate and start from there. It's only a few miles away."

"Alright, let's hurry up. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can go home."

Having confirmed their destination, the two headed towards Fucheng Gate.

As they walked, they curiously observed the city.

"I've been here once before, but I was mistaken for a beggar and driven out. There weren't so many high-rise buildings back then! There used to be very few western-style buildings, but now there are so many."

Yang Guangzhi looked at the changes on the road, sighing all the way.

Yang Xiaole nodded.

After the founding of the nation, this place would definitely expand rapidly, with various new administrative buildings, unit buildings, and residential buildings being built quickly.

It could be said to be blooming in all aspects.

Especially in the suburbs, there were buildings everywhere, as well as many newly built factories and unit buildings.

Looking at this road reminded him of the old streets in the future.

They were basically the same.

But the latter lacked some flavor.

Not to mention anything else, just the outer walls were mottled and peeling, and the top was covered with weeds, which was not seen in the old streets.

Arriving at Fucheng Gate, Yang Guangzhi checked on the mule to make sure it was okay before he felt relieved to leave.

If he lost the mule, even selling him wouldn't be enough to pay for it!