With the help of everyone.
Zhou Sen's orthopedic clinic finally got all the procedures and passed the qualification examination organized by the health committee and can open its business.
Clinics belong to a special industry and cannot be like in China. They have to set off two strings of firecrackers to celebrate the opening.
That's not possible here, and Zhou Sen doesn't want to be so high-profile.
It just held an unveiling ceremony and distributed some free candies to the people watching. Candies were not affordable for ordinary people in Soviet Russia, so the opening attracted many people to watch.
In this way, "Steven Orthopedic Clinic" opened in Honghezi Village in a low-key manner.
"Your fingers are deformed. It must have been for many years?"
"More than ten years, doctor."
"It is impossible to completely recover from your situation, but it can be improved. I will teach you an exercise method. If you persist in doing it for a long time, it will definitely be effective..."
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"If you stick to this plaster for a week, it should relieve the pain, but remember not to do any more heavy work, and at least take a month's rest."
"Doctor, doctor, please look at my arm quickly..."
A patient came in crying. Zhou Sen saw that his arm was dislocated. It was too simple. Zhou Sen got up and went over, pinched his shoulder, and quickly connected it to him.
"That's great!" The patient felt extremely miraculous. If the clinic hadn't been so close, he would have gone to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, he was cured so quickly. The doctor was so amazing. It would have taken a while to go to the hospital.
He had seen a patient with a dislocated bone that took several hours to heal in the hospital, and then rested for half a month before he could go to work in the fields.
"You have to be careful when you go back. You can't lift heavy objects within three days, let alone work. I'll give you three patches of plaster. Go back and apply them the same way I did. After three days, I guarantee you'll be the same as before." Zhou Sen said.
"Really." The patient's eyes lit up.
"I am a serious practicing doctor, how can I lie to you." Zhou Sen laughed and said, "Go to my wife to pay for the medicine. She will teach you how to do it."
"Thank you, doctor."
Patients come in one by one and go out one by one. Although I don’t make much money, the satisfaction I feel cannot be described in words.
Although it is said that it is free to go to the hospital to see a doctor, it is useless to go there if the treatment is not good. It costs money to go to a private clinic, but as long as the doctor can get good treatment, the people are willing to spend this money.
Zhou Sen's medical skills with the two knives were really good, and with his later knowledge and experience, he actually prospered in Khabarovsk.
Not long after it opened, the business of his small clinic was surprisingly good. Moreover, this orthopedics department is nothing more than joint pain and bone correction. This is a popular method, and of course it still requires skills.
With just one plaster, Zhou Sen can treat most illnesses. (This is not what the author is making up. This is the kind of orthopedics that we have here for generations. It’s those medicines, and then they cooperate to buy some Chinese patent medicines. The business is very good. Don’t come here for no reason. Don’t have too many)
If Bai Yulan doesn't take advantage of such good resources, if she opens a medical clinic for bruises, the business will definitely be good.
However, there is definitely no problem in making money in this business, but there is a ceiling, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If someone can make more money and save labor, naturally they are not willing to do this.
Keeping this inheritance alive can be considered a guarantee in the future.
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Khabarovsk is not a large place with a large population. No matter how busy Zhou Sen's clinic is, it is not very busy.
The consumption level here is not high, and few people are wealthy, so the money his clinic can make is limited.
But the income is definitely much better than that of most people in Khabarovsk. Even excluding the rent, the daily income is very considerable.
The quartermaster provided some information one after another. Zhou Sen simplified it and sent it back, which was praised by Saburo Shibuya.
This first step is to establish a firm foothold in Khabarovsk.
However, it is difficult for him to leave now.
He really didn't know when he would be able to go back. Seeing that June was coming, he made an agreement with Bai Yulan to go back to celebrate her birthday.
It's better now, he is bound here and can't leave even if he wants to.
"Why are you sighing?" Anna brought a cup of tea over. The clinic was empty of patients and they could take a breath.
"You do not understand."
"Do you miss your boss Bai?" Anna said with a shallow smile.
"how do you know?"
"The corners of this man's mouth are turned up and his eyebrows are smiling. That means he misses women." Anna said, "It's exactly the same as you just now."
"Can you see this?" Zhou Sen was surprised.
"I've learned to observe people's emotions, what do you think?"
"We have been in Khabarovsk for almost a month. When do you think Teacher Shibuya will let us go back?" Zhou Sen asked.
"I don't know. Anyway, when it's time to go back, I'll go back naturally." Anna quite likes her current life, and it may not be better than now if she goes back.
"Forget it, I guess there aren't many patients left. I'll go upstairs to rest for a while..." Zhou Sen just got up and was about to go upstairs.
A familiar figure came through the door.
It's Natasha.
Next to Natasha was an old man on crutches. He looked to be fifty years old. His clothes were very clean and his temperament was not bad.
"Ms. Natasha, who is this old gentleman?" Zhou Sen hurriedly greeted him.
"This is an elder uncle of mine. He has bad legs and feet. I just want you to come and help him. I don't want him to be cured, just to be relieved." Natasha introduced.
"Oh, that's no problem." Zhou Sen nodded and asked the two of them to sit down.
"What's the old gentleman's name?"
"Vladimir Kirov." Natasha said.
Zhou Sen quickly wrote down his name on the simple consultation case and asked, "How old are you?"
"52." This time it was the old gentleman who answered himself, his voice loud and full of energy.
"what occupation?"
"Why, do you still need to ask the patient what he does now?" The old gentleman frowned slightly.
"Old sir, you misunderstood. The pain of many patients is due to occupational diseases. For example, lumberjacks often suffer from lumbar spine problems, and fishermen mainly suffer from rheumatism. Only by knowing the cause of their pain can we Prescribe the right medicine." Zhou Sen explained.
"Then Doctor Steven, can you tell what I do?" The old man seemed to want to test Zhou Sen's eyesight.
"As soon as you sit here with me, your identity will be self-evident." Zhou Sen chuckled.
"How to say?"
"You should be a retired veteran," Zhou Sen said.
"Haha..." The old man laughed.
"What, did I say something wrong?"
"No, yes, Dr. Steven has really good eyesight. I am indeed a veteran." The old man did not deny it.
"Old sir, can I see your legs?"
"Of course, I'm just here to see this." The old man nodded and was about to bend down to roll up his trousers. Zhou Sen squatted down first and quickly rolled up the old man's trousers to above his knees.
"What are you..." Zhou Sen was surprised. What he saw was a very injured leg, even a little scary.
"On the battlefield, I took a shot." The old man said lightly.
"I'm sorry. Those who survived on the battlefield are all heroes." Zhou Sen said in awe.
"Has your leg been X-rayed?" Zhou Sen asked while reaching out and touching it up and down.
The old man nodded.
Natasha handed over a file bag, which contained information related to the examination of the old man's leg.
"Old sir, has your leg been broken? It should have been injured on the battlefield. You have already walked on the ground before fully recovering. It is obvious that the bones are deformed and you can reach out and touch it. If you want Full recovery is possible only with surgery.”
"Is the operation feasible?" the old man asked in surprise.
"Surgery is possible, but the risk is very high. Your leg can no longer be regarded as a normal human leg. Moreover, the surgery needs to be re-sawed. If the bent leg bone cannot be used, it will need to be replaced, but this surgery is extremely difficult. , when I was studying in the United States, I only heard about it, and there were very few successful cases." Zhou Sen said.
"Can Dr. Steven perform such an operation?"
"No, if I can do such an operation, why would I open a small orthopedic clinic here?" Zhou Sen laughed at himself.
"Dr. Steven, is there any other way that can alleviate my uncle's pain?" Natasha asked.
"This shouldn't be a big problem." Zhou Sen nodded, "I have another way, which is to consider corrective treatment, but this requires a special device, which is probably not sold and needs to be customized."
"Is it possible?" Natasha asked in surprise.
"It is feasible, but for the elderly, it may take a little hardship, and it will take a long time. At least it will take more than half a year to see the effect." Zhou Sen said.
"Dr. Steven, can you do it?"
"I can give the design a try, but if I do it, it will be difficult. I don't have the materials and tools, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
"That is to say, if there are materials and tools, Dr. Steven can make it?" Natasha heard it.
"I may not be able to do it alone, but if there is someone who is proficient in fitter to assist me, it should be no problem." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and said.
"Then Dr. Steven, you design it first, and then I'll figure out what materials and tools you need, okay?"
"Okay, if it can be made, it can actually be used in many instant noodles, not just orthodontic treatment." Zhou Sen said, "I will prescribe a few plasters for your uncle first. After you put them on, if you feel they are effective, you can Come again and I will make arrangements."
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"Are you doing too many good things, or are you just looking at Natasha's beauty?" Zhou Sen personally sent the patient out of the clinic, and when she came back, Anna asked in a sinister tone.
"Don't you see?" Zhou Sen glanced at Anna.
"What?"
"Isn't this old man named Vladimir unusual?" Zhou Sen glanced sideways at Anna and said.
"You said this Soviet-Russian veteran has a great background?"
"First of all, he is not Khabarovsk himself. He has a slight Central Asian accent. Secondly, the temperament of this person is completely different from that of ordinary veterans. First of all, his hands are very well maintained. Secondly, the shoes on his feet Although his heels are worn out, they are only issued to Soviet Russian officers, and he does not smell like a veteran. He is not a retired veteran, but an active soldier!" Zhou Sen analyzed and explained.
"You mean, he might be a big shot in the Far East Military Region?" Anna was also excited.
"It shouldn't be wrong." Zhou Sen nodded.
It seems that this doctor named Natasha has an unusual origin.
