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  The feet of the villagers moved, and as they moved, they turned their heads three times one step at a time, reluctant to part with the doctor in the car.

"Hurry up!" Village Chief Li roared at the hesitant villagers, "What time is it now, people are coming from the city, how much time is lost on the way. I told you many times before. If you don\'t cooperate, how will they find time to see a doctor for you. The doctor can\'t finish seeing patients before dark, and it\'s your own business if it\'s not your turn to see a doctor."

   Now, everyone started running. Soon, the crowds watching around the minibus dispersed.

  The village chief is amazing! The doctors in the car gave their thumbs up.

The    minibus stopped smoothly in the small yard next to the village committee this time.

  The economy of Twelve Villages is not bad. It is a big village with a large population. In recent years, economic fruits have been grown, and the per capita income is not bad. Even so, wanting to go to a big city to see a doctor, and want to hang up the number of the National Association, is a fantasy for many rural people.

   The free clinic activity of such a large hospital, needless to say, is a layer-by-layer connection, and the Twelve Villages are an opportunity that was snatched from an unknown number of villages. Naturally, the village committee cannot take it seriously anymore.

  The village cadres organized manpower on the spot, and made a few hemp ropes as separate passages, so that the fellow villagers who got the registration were lined up in each passage.

"Don\'t get me wrong. Channel one is for the orthopaedic surgeon. Channel two is for the gastroenterologist. Channel three is for the neurologist. Channel four is for the cardiothoracic surgeon. Channel five, It\'s a hepatobiliary surgeon. Number six, it\'s a pediatric surgeon." The propaganda cadres held the paper handed over by the National Association and read the script through a loudspeaker.

   "What is neurology?" a fellow asked.

Neurology? The cadres who can only read paper don\'t understand, and look back at the doctors.

   "Is it because of mental illness?" The villagers began to discuss themselves.

"Neurology is like this." After getting out of the car, Dr. Jin took the initiative to introduce his specialty to fellow villagers, "It mainly looks at patients with cerebrovascular diseases. Or after the operation, if there is a problem that cannot be solved by the operation, you can also find a neurology department for further treatment.”

   "My old man saw it in the county hospital last time and said he had a cerebral thrombosis, can I see it?" a middle-aged woman in the crowd asked.

   "Yes." Dr. Jin replied with a smile.

   A group of people seeing a doctor immediately ran into the No. 3 queuing channel where Dr. Jin was. For a while, people were crowding around, and some fellow villagers were about to fight. The village cadres struggled to use their mouths to publicize in the crowd and use human flesh to shield themselves.

  The doctors and nurses got off one after another. The medicine boxes on the car, the doctors helped to carry them down, and the driver joined the team to help.

   "You women, stand aside." Chang Jiawei, who considers himself a gentleman, said to the female doctors. As a result, she turned her head and saw that Xie Wanying had already run into the village committee office with a box of things in her hand: This little girl will make him look dumbfounded.

  All medicines and items are kept under guard in the village committee office in order to prevent them from being taken indiscriminately by ordinary people who do not understand medicine.

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