After He Wenjie arrived at the hospital, he learned that the patient waiting for him was the former superior of the hospital director, around sixty years old. After taking his pulse, He Wenjie concluded that treatment combining acupuncture and herbal medicine was needed. He wrote out the prescription on the spot; for the later stages, acupuncture would be needed once every three days. Since He Wenjie had not brought his tools with him, he arranged to go to the patient's home the next day to perform the acupuncture. As for the house-call fee, He Wenjie would discuss it after arriving at the house. If the patient's family was very well-off, He Wenjie certainly wouldn't hold back—if a course of treatment like this didn't run into hundreds of thousands, it would mean his medical skills weren't up to par. But if they lived in an ordinary house, he would simply treat it as a free clinic consultation given out of respect for the director.
After agreeing on the time for the home visit the next day, He Wenjie drove back. On the way, he suddenly caught the scent of pastries drifting from a cake shop by the road, and the sudden urge struck him to buy some to try and compare their baking skills with his own to see whose tasted better.
He Wenjie found a temporary parking spot by the side of the road and was about to step inside to buy some pastries when he suddenly spotted two familiar figures through the glass window, discussing which ones to buy. "Yingying, Guanguan, what a coincidenc…
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