After sending this patient away, Du Heng didn't immediately call in the next one. Instead, he sat down on his stool and took several deep breaths.
Two unconventional patients in a row—especially the second one, who had almost mistaken him for a perverted doctor—made Du Heng's heart beat a little faster. It had been a long time since he'd last worked in the outpatient service, and he was still adjusting to the pace.
His worries, however, proved unnecessary. The subsequent patients were all routine, presenting no strange issues or bizarre ideas. They simply answered Du Heng's questions and followed his instructions.
This also meant he worked much faster. By the time noon arrived and it was time to break for lunch, he had just finished his morning outpatient service, so he wouldn't need to make another trip in the afternoon.
Stretching lazily, Du Heng told the scribe beside him it was time to clock off, and they headed towards the Canteen together.
