The hot daughter-in-law of the 90-year-old miracle doctor is pinched and pampered by her rough husband Chapter 9: This military wife is a bit rusty (9)
Zhang Haiyan spent fifty yuan, took a pack of traditional Chinese medicine and left.
Song Yiqing does not sell Chinese medicine, so she got the package of Chinese medicine from the system.
Of course, points will be deducted if you go to the system to get medicine.
"Host, that medicine..."
"Yes, it will destroy her body bit by bit and make her spend the rest of her life in a hospital bed. Am I being kind? She did that to the original owner, and I was just a small punishment.
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"Are you sure this is...a small punishment?"
This kind of punishment is the most terrible.
Jiang Qiuhua arrived faster than expected.
He brought an old man with handicap.
Jiang Qiuhua said to Song Yiqing: "This is one of my patients. He has severe rheumatism in his legs, and there has been no way to cure it. Doctor Song, please help him take a look."
Song Yiqing did not reveal Jiang Qiuhua's distrust of her. She checked the old man's pulse.
"Can I see your legs?" she asked the old man.
The old man nodded.
Song Yiqing lifted up the old man's pants and saw a pair of legs that were already somewhat deformed.
She pressed it, and the old man showed a painful expression.
"I'm going to give you an acupuncture, are you willing to accept it?" Song Yiqing looked at the old man, "I promise you, after I give you an acupuncture today, your leg pain will be relieved. At first, the acupuncture will be once a day, and after seven days,
, once every three days, then five times, once a week..."
"Does it hurt?"
"It won't hurt."
"My legs have been hurting for many years. I have given up hope. Please help me cure it! Even if it cannot be cured, I don't blame you."
Jiang Qiuhua said nothing at the side.
I brought the old man here today and he also broke the jar.
In fact, standing here, he already regretted it. He felt that he was so crazy that he really believed what this lesbian said.
It's not that he hasn't seen a traditional Chinese medicine doctor before. He also saw a very famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor before, but he didn't get any better at all.
However, since it's here and the old man is willing to let her treat it, let's do it! If it doesn't work, you can give up early and don't have to think about it every day.
Half an hour later, the old man looked at the needle stuck in his leg, raised his head and said to Song Yiqing: "Little girl, I feel a little warm and numb, but it's not as painful as before. Isn't this amazing?
"
"My acupuncture technique is very particular. It is a family secret that has been passed down from ancient times and will never be passed on to outsiders." Song Yiqing said, "I won't lie to you, old man, your legs can be cured."
Jiang Qiuhua asked the old man: "Uncle Chen, is it really effective?"
Uncle Chen nodded: "Really, I feel better and my whole body is relaxed."
"Come back tomorrow." Song Yiqing said.
"Little girl, what kind of secret method do you have? It must be very expensive, right?"
"I don't sell medicine. I'll write you a prescription later and you can go to the pharmacy to fill it up yourself. I only charge you for the consultation and acupuncture, which is eighty yuan in total. I'll pay you after your leg is healed."
"It seems that you are very confident. Okay, as long as you heal my leg, I will pay 800 yuan, not to mention 80 yuan."
Only then did Jiang Qiuhua believe that Song Yiqing had a few tricks up his sleeve. He felt ashamed of his temptations and doubts, but he did not regret his actions at all, because he had been disappointed too many times over the years.
"sorry!"
"Why are you saying sorry when you introduce guests to me? If you have such guests in the future, please introduce more to me."
"Okay." Jiang Qiuhua suddenly felt relieved.
"It's time to pick up the kids, won't you go pick them up?"
"I..." Jiang Qiuhua was about to speak when the pager on his waist rang. "The hospital is looking for me. I have to rush back for an operation. What can I do? There is no one else at home. It may take several hours to complete an operation...
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"If you trust me, I will take care of you for a few hours!" Song Yiqing said, "Write a note to the teacher explaining the reason, and you can come to my house to pick up the child later."
"Is this appropriate? Will it cause you any trouble?"
"It's not troublesome. Our family just moved here. Jinnian said that Qinyan was his first friend and he has always cherished her."
"Thank you then."
The teacher recognized Jiang Qiuhua's name, and Song Yiqing didn't look like a bad person. Fang Jinhua usually performed well in school, so he safely handed over Jiang Qinyan to their mother and son.
Song Yiqing cooked a sumptuous dinner, and the two children enjoyed it very much.
"Auntie, Xiaohua said you are a doctor."
"Yes!"
"My father is also a doctor."
"I know, I also met your father today."
"Auntie, you are so beautiful."
When Jiang Qiuhua came to pick up Jiang Qinyan, he saw that she had eaten dinner and was playing chess with Fang Jinhua. She was extremely grateful to Song Yiqing.
"Do you want to take a rest?" Song Yiqing looked at Jiang Qiuhua's face, "You don't look good, you must be too tired. If you go back with your child now, something could easily happen on the way."
"Would it be inconvenient?"
"We only have my son and me in our family, you don't have to worry about anything else." Song Yiqing thought this man was really interesting, as he always seemed worried about causing a burden to others.
"Then I'll sit down and leave in a while, thank you!"
Song's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is finally no longer a sparsely populated institution. As Song Yiqing's medical skills become known to more people, more and more people come to see her after hearing the news.
Uncle Chen who was introduced by Jiang Qiuhua did acupuncture for half a month, and his rheumatic pain improved a lot. When Jiang Qiuhua saw this, he handed Jiang Qinyan to Song Yiqing for treatment before Uncle Chen fully recovered.
"I didn't expect that little girl to have so many brushes. I have been suffering from migraines for more than ten years, and now I am getting better. You don't know, I had the most comfortable sleep in more than ten years yesterday."
"Then what else are you doing here?"
"My daughter-in-law has been married for ten years and she hasn't given birth yet. Let's bring her here to see her."
Fang Huaian stood at the door for a while, and when he saw that there were people inside, he stepped back.
He has been busy for half a month and finally found time to take a look. Why can't he see anyone now if he wants to?
"Young man, are you the target of that female doctor?"
Just when Fang Huaian was about to leave, he suddenly heard a woman speaking.
He turned around and saw that the woman was asking about a man with a gentle appearance and good looks.
He frowned.
Who is this person?
Jiang Qiuhua was extremely embarrassed: "No."
"I've seen you coming here every day recently. Even if she's not, then you still like her, right?"
Fang Huaian didn't hear whether the man answered anything, because he saw his mortal enemy.
He left in a hurry.
A scarred man looked at Fang Huaian's back and said, "Check who this family is."
"Boss, there's no need to check, isn't it written on Song's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic?"
"I'm not blind, so I can't see that this is a medical clinic? I asked you to check, so you should check it carefully for me."