Today, Yu Fei had even removed yesterday's makeup and carefully applied a light touch of makeup, putting herself at the peak of her looks.
Unfortunately, Jiang Siming still saw her the same way today. She was even a little less attractive to him than Little Guo'er.
There was also a hilarious scene in the ward.
Jiang Siming sat there taking a pulse, while several elderly doctors stood beside and behind him. Like elementary school students, they watched his every movement with great seriousness and care.
This clearly should have been the other way around. Why did Jiang Siming look like their teacher?
"Hmm, it's ALS, but this patient's condition is much milder than the previous patient's. She'll be much easier to treat."
After Jiang Siming finished diagnosing her, several elderly doctors quickly crowded around him. "Director Jiang, could you teach us the acupuncture technique you used last time?"
Jiang Siming looked up with a laugh. "You all want to learn?"
The elderly doctors nodded like pecking chickens. "We're all practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, and we especially admire your acupuncture skills."
"All right, then learn from the side. Have the nurses bring my things over." Jiang Siming did not refuse.
His medical skills had come from fragments, and he did not rely on them to make a living. If he could teach other doctors, they would be able to save more patients in the future.
He had no old-fashioned belief that such knowledge must never be passed on.
Seeing that Jiang Siming had agreed, the doctors became so excited that their beards stuck out in all directions. They scampered off to prepare acupuncture needles and the other tools for him.
"You're Yu Fei, right? Before we begin, please help give this child a bath. There's a bathroom in the ward.