Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps coming from outside, and even a hint of crying came: "Doctor, Doctor Song, save my child quickly...!"

Everyone looked in the voice and saw a few people hurried in from outside the door. First, they were a man in his early thirties, followed by three or four people, among which a woman in a coarse cloth skirt was crying, looking sad.

When Yang Ning saw the man holding a child in his hand, covered with a coarse blanket, and his whole body was covered with a blanket. He could not tell how old he was for a while. The man's eyes were red. After entering the house, he immediately asked, "Who is Doctor Song?"

Mr. Song immediately stepped forward and asked, "I am, what happened?"

The big man said in a trembling voice: "Doctor Song, please save my child, he...!"

Doctor Song had reached out and lifted the blanket, and only glanced at it, and screamed softly. Yang Ning was beside him. The child in the arms of the man was only five or six years old. At this time, half of his face was blushing and swollen. The child was twitching in the arms of the man.

"Is this being poured with boiling oil?" The doctor Huang next to him also leaned forward and took a look, frowned and said, "From head to shoulder, half of the side has blisters, and the skin has been burned. This is poured with boiling oil."

The big man said, "We didn't look good. The child pulled down the hot oil tank from the stove and dripped it straight from his head. Doctor, save him quickly...!" The people behind him were obviously relatives and family members, and they all cried, "Doctor Song, you are skilled in medical skills, please help me see."

Doctor Song looked serious and said, "Put it in the inner room." He turned around and went back. The man hurriedly hurriedly hugged the child and followed him, but Doctor Huang and others did not follow him. This is the rule. Doctors practiced medical treatment and were all their own privacy. If they were not allowed, it would be difficult to watch.

Those family members also wanted to follow in. Duan Canghai stopped him and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Song is helping to see the doctor. You can wait here first, don't disturb me."

Yang Ning had already reached the back of the screen and saw a wooden bed behind it. The child had been placed on the wooden bed. Doctor Song was reaching out to put his hand on the child's hand pulse, and the big man was very anxious.

Tang Nuo followed Yang Ning, as if he wanted to see what happened. Seeing the child twitching freely, Doctor Song was still taking his pulse, frowned and shook his head, "This won't work!"

The room was very quiet, Tang Nuo spoke very directly, and Mr. Song could hear it clearly, suddenly turned his head and frowned, "What did Miss Tang say?"

Tang Nuo didn't care about Mr. Song's expression and said, "This child was poured with boiling oil. Now he has to deal with the scalds, but it is also easy to cause re-infection. One delay will lead to a little more danger. There is no need to take the pulse at this time.

Mr. Song was stunned at first, then a hint of anger appeared in his eyes, and he sneered: "Miss Tang thinks what should I do?"

After all, he was the doctor in Yong'an Hall. When Jinyi Hou's Mansion invited him to sit in the hall, he naturally had some skills in medical skills.

He originally despised Tang Nuo a little bit. If it weren't for the sake of Yang Ning, the prince in Jinyi, he wouldn't be so polite to Tang Nuo. But at this moment, the young girl actually said in front of everyone that she was delaying her pulse. Doctor Song was very angry. If it weren't for Yang Ning being by her side, she would have had angered immediately.

Tang Nuo didn't seem to care about Mr. Song's anger and said, "There should be Sanjicao in the medicine shop. Use Sanjicao to combine water to clean the scald immediately, and then apply the wound medicine. He was burned for not long, and if he had a fast speed, he would not leave any trace. But if he was not dealt with properly, he would be afraid that the scald would be counterproductive and the scars would fall."

Mr. Song frowned and said in a deep voice: "The child is souped with boiling oil. The good and bad luck are uncertain. How can you not take your pulse first to see the situation? The medicine shop is next door. The Sanjicao you mentioned can be taken at any time, but if you don't grasp the symptoms and do not control the medicine properly, the consequences will be unimaginable. We treat diseases and save people, but our subordinates are related to life and death, and we cannot tolerate any carelessness. Also, the Sanjicao you mentioned is not a herb for treating scalds."

"Sanjicao is not a herb to treat scalds, but it has the effect of expelling poisons." Tang Nuo said: "People who live in the deep mountains and wild fields like to put some Sanjicao in their houses to remove poisonous insects, rats and ants. I said that not only should we treat scalds, but we should also beware of infection. Cleaning the scalds can not only relieve some pain, but also prevent infection from occurring in the wounds."

"Which traveler told you this?" Mr. Song looked dissatisfied and said indifferently: "I have been diagnosed with illness for many years and have seen countless medicinal materials. These three grasses are the most common, and can be found everywhere in the wilderness and are the cheapest. When placing medicines, they rarely use them, but I have never heard that they can also drive away poisons."

Tang Nuo no longer argued. She came to Yong'an Hall this time and carried her small medicine box with her. At this moment, she turned around and placed the medicine box on the table next to her, opened the medicine box, and simply took two silver needles. Under the eyes of everyone, she passed by, pierced the child's shoulders, and then pierced the child's eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that she was quick and skillful in acupuncture, her skills were skillful, and experts knew if she had any problems. Although he was mediocre in needle application, he also saw that Tang Nuo's needle application technique was quite skillful. His anger weakened a little at this time, and he frowned and asked, "Miss Tang, are you..."

"It can relieve the pain of the child, and it can also slow down blood pressure into the heart and lungs, and there will be no other accidents." Tang Nuo said simply and clearly.

After seeing Tang Nuosuo's acupuncture, Mr. Song stepped aside and stopped talking. After hesitating for a moment, he took his pulse and asked Tang Nuo: "Miss Tang, do you think you should use Sanjicao to clean the wounds of the child first?"

Tang Nuo nodded slightly and did not speak.

Mr. Song thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, let's try it according to the method of Miss Tang." He said to the big man: "Go to the next door and let them soak a basin of clear water in Sanjicao, the faster the better."

The man immediately walked away quickly.

Yang Ning thought that the two of them were a little inconsistent the day before, how could they get along in the future?

Mr. Song is the doctor in Yong'an Hall. If it were anyone who said a few words in public, he would feel unhappy.

Tang Nuo obviously didn't say anything about face or not in the face in the face of the disease. The first thing he thought of was how to deal with the disease.

In fact, he knew very well that Mr. Song had been diagnosed with illness for the past few years, but some things really didn’t mean that it would be better if it took a long time.

He knew that Tang Nuo's medical skills were very impressive, and Mr. Song's medical skills must be far inferior.

Those skilled doctors who are truly skilled in medical skills are often invited by dignitaries to treat the disease. The cost of visiting this type of doctor is extremely high, and they don’t have to worry about money at all. They are very famous and they don’t have to worry about no one asking him to see a doctor, so this type of person really rarely attends a clinic for medical treatment.

If someone spends a lot of money to invite him to the clinic, how can he sit in the clinic and wait for the patient to come to him every day?

With this time, it is better to study medical books and add some herbs to it more realistically.

Doctors who attend the museum are often able to diagnose some common diseases. If they encounter real difficult and complicated diseases, many people will actually be helpless.

Yang Ning knew that Mr. Song was willing to try it first according to what Tang Nuo said, and he must have seen that Tang Nuo's acupuncture skills are not weak, but this old doctor would never be convinced just because Tang Nuo knew how to use acupuncture. If this old doctor really admired, Tang Nuo really wanted to show his skills.

The man arrived at the medicine shop next door and quickly brought in a basin of water. There were dozens of purple hay branches floating inside. Yang Ning had never seen them before, and knew that this was what Tang Nuo mentioned.

When Mr. Song saw the big man coming in, he was not in a hurry and raised his hand to Tang Nuo, "Miss Tang, why not try it yourself. I have never tried the method you said, and I really don't know how to do it."

Yang Ning frowned slightly, knowing that Mr. Song was angry and deliberately ran Tang Nuo.

The patient was right next to him, but Mr. Song was still thinking about restlessly, which made Yang Ning look down a little. However, Tang Nuo did not hesitate at all. He went forward and washed the child's wounds under everyone's attention. Then he got up and took a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, opened the porcelain bottle, poured some light yellow powder from it, sprinkled a few places, and then reached out and pressed it on the child's hand pulse.

Mr. Song frowned and couldn't help asking, "Miss Tang, what's in your bottle? Are you sure you can use medicine?"

Tang Nuo didn't look at Mr. Song, and reached out to press the child's heart and said, "I'm given this medicine myself. If nothing unexpected happens, by this time tomorrow, within twelve hours, the burned area of ​​the child will be intact as before and will not leave any traces."

"How is this possible?" Mr. Song immediately smiled and said, "Miss Tang, is this magic medicine you are so effective? Not to mention being scalded by hot oil or being scalded by boiled water, it is impossible to heal within one day with the best medicine." He raised his hand and stroked his beard and said, "In our industry, everything can happen, so you must not be full of words."

Tang Nuo was not arrogant or impatient and said, "This is the most common healing medicine. I have used it many times, and there is no problem." Seeing the big man holding the child staring at him, he said to the big man, "Let him rest here for half an hour first. After half an hour, the medicine will be integrated into the flesh and blood. Then within twelve hours, don't let his wound get water. After twelve hours, nothing will happen."

Her tone was calm, but no one could refuse to believe it.

The big man said gratefully: "Thank you, Miss, thank you. If it gets better tomorrow, I will thank you all the young and old."

But Yang Ning was already staring at the porcelain bottle in Tang Nuo's hand and approached him, swallowing his saliva, and asked, "Miss Tang, this... this medicine is very expensive, right?"

"It's very ordinary." Tang Nuo said: "It's not complicated to match. Why, do you like it?"
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