"This one is the best!"

Li Jingsheng walked towards the counter, and Tang Ping had already deftly handed him a bottle of fast-acting heart pills.

"You need to carry it with you. When experiencing symptoms like heart flutters or palpitations, you can take three to six pills sublingually. If the symptoms are severe, it’s recommended to take ten to fifteen pills at once. This medicine isn’t a cure-all; it can only help in critical moments for emergency assistance. Its main functions are promoting blood circulation, relieving pain, increasing coronary blood flow, and easing angina."

"There are many causes of sudden death, with cardiac sudden death being the most common. Additionally, diseases like pancreatitis, asthma, pulmonary heart disease, and PTE can also instantly take lives. From the examination report you provided, I recommend that, if you have time, you should get a detailed cardiovascular examination."

After handing over the fast-acting heart pills, Li Jingsheng spoke more to her.

He couldn’t bear to see a life fade away.

This woman had so many similarities with that anesthesiology doctor who suddenly passed away.

It inevitably made people worry.

Because the examination data she provided was limited and not very clear, Li Jingsheng couldn’t assess her cardiovascular condition.

Weak heart sounds certainly indicated a problem.

Being a long-term sedentary office worker like her, combined with factors like late nights, unhealthy diet, and high work pressure, is likely to lead to cardiovascular disease. Such as arteriosclerosis.

"Okay, thank you for educating me with so much medical knowledge. The service at your clinic is really excellent; I see a noble spirit of a healer in you. There’s also great camaraderie and cooperation among colleagues. Plus, the seal on the health medicine gift bag you sell with the clinic’s authenticity stamp is resourceful, making me feel assured after purchasing it."

After paying, she smiled and gave high praise to the clinic.

From her tone and words, she surely must be an agent from Best Medicine headquarters.

Li Jingsheng felt delighted, yet his face didn’t show much of it.

He politely saw the woman off.

Since she didn’t reveal her identity, he certainly had to continue playing dumb.

Among adults, there’s an unwritten rule known as "tacit understanding."

It’s like during a driving test, if the safety officer coughs vigorously while fastening the seatbelt, it indicates the trainee should check if theirs is properly fastened.

In the entertainment industry, if a producer or director suggests that a female actor report to them at night, it depends on how the actress chooses to respond.

In hospitals, there are even more hidden rules.

For instance, if a doctor subtly asks a patient whether they really need to remove a tumor.

If the doctor repeats this question, it’s essentially suggesting to the patient that removal might not be necessary. But such things can’t be explicitly stated by doctors.

Because if it’s not removed, and it turns out to be more than just an epidermal nevus or lipoma, who would bear the responsibility?

Therefore, doctors will surely follow the patient’s wishes.

Sometimes, in certain Fake Faction hospitals, a few young nurses with unrelenting conscience might hint to patients to request discharge, or inform outpatients undergoing infusion that three days’ infusion is generally sufficient.

Many Fake Faction hospitals prescribe a week’s worth of infusion, with a minimum charge of two hundred yuan per session, totaling fourteen hundred for seven days.

The costs from the patient’s lost time and travel expenses aren’t even factored in.

After seeing off this female patient, more patients and customers entered the clinic.

"Dr. Wang, can you handle the respiratory field?"

Li Jingsheng looked at the increasing number of patients coming for consultation, and turned to Wang Zongxiao sitting beside him.

"No problem. If I’m unsure of anything, I’ll consult you."

Ever since he discovered that Li Jingsheng’s medical skills far surpassed his ’attending’ level, Wang Zongxiao began addressing Li Jingsheng with respect.

"Patients with cough, asthma, and other respiratory diseases, please line up here."

Li Jingsheng called out to the dozen or so patients who came for consultation.

Only one male patient stepped forward, while the others remained still.

The line certainly contained more than one respiratory patient.

This made Wang Zongxiao feel a little awkward.

At this moment, he once again witnessed Li Jingsheng’s standing in patients’ minds.

The patients would rather wait in line than consult with him.

Everyone was there for Dr. Li.

Regarding this, Li Jingsheng also felt helpless. Patients wanted him to treat them; he couldn’t force them to consult with Dr. Wang, could he?

Actually, having a renowned doctor in a clinic or department is a good thing, as it can boost visits and business volume.

Sunshine Clinic really needed such a ’brand.’

Li Jingsheng calmly attended to them one by one, while Wang Zongxiao sat beside him, observing and learning.

Initially, he was a bit hesitant, possibly reluctant to lower himself, just sitting and watching.

Later, when Han Siying had some free time at the counter, she came over to learn diagnostic and therapeutic knowledge from Li Jingsheng. She proactively helped in measuring blood pressure, taking temperatures for patients, asking detailed questions about symptoms, and recording them.

She handled a lot of preliminary basic work for Li Jingsheng.

This saved Li Jingsheng a lot of time and accelerated treatment speed.

"Siying, come over and help here."

Xiaogao called out to Han Siying.

Six or seven customers were already gathered at the counter, and Xiaogao was overwhelmed on his own.

Tang Ping was in the infusion room administering an IV to a patient and couldn’t tend to the counter.