In Spring Winery, everyone gathered around the two injured people.
It was Xu Fuqiang who shouted, "It's coming, it's coming."
Everyone quickly spread out in a way.
Two middle-aged men were sitting on the long bench. It was Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao. Both of them were regular employees of Spring Winery. They were both in their forties or fifties. They had been dealing with loess all year round, and their faces had long been sunburned.
Yellow earth color.
There were big drops of sweat on the honest face. There were no tears in the eyes of the two people, but they were scarlet bloodshot from the pain.
When a man reaches a certain age, he seems to stop crying in front of outsiders. No matter how painful it is, he will hold it back for fear of losing face.
Mr. Zhou stepped forward and after touching it twice, he realized that it was just a simple dislocation and could be reset.
He looked back at the group of people he had brought with him, struggled internally for a moment, and asked the two people in front of him: "Hello, I brought a group of students to study here at the farm. They are all medical students who graduated this year. I wonder if you two can let me go.
My students give it a try?”
Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao looked at those young faces and nodded without hesitation.
"Every doctor has never experienced it before. Just try it. I'll be fine."
The girl also said: "That one also had a dislocated joint."
Outside the village, most people in my family would just tolerate whatever ailments they could. If I could tolerate it, I would go outside Xu Fuwen's clinic to get some medicine.
"Doctor, can I help you take a look? There is no foam outside your urine recently."
The two of them tried to move their arms. Their arms, which had been so strong and painful just now, had trouble even circling around hastily, and their thoughts were restored.
Those medical students are not fresh graduates who know everything. They have been interning in the hospital for at least a year. They usually do not stay in the hospital during the winter and summer vacations.
The boy looked at Mr. Zhou and asked, "Teacher, can't you?"
The boy touched it, looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "Teacher, it's probably not dislocated. The longer the dislocation lasts, the smaller the impact on blood supply. It should be reset as quickly as possible."
In this way, the crowd surrounding him finally dispersed.
The two young people immediately regressed and recovered. They had learned these exercises many times when they were studying and had also encountered them in the hospital. What kind of problem was it?
"I can do that too."
Now that my family has moved to Dongyang, it is still the same. I always go to the small hospital for any minor illness.
Moreover, very few people even have medical insurance.
A group of fledgling medical students who were surrounded were rescued.
Everyone in the house rushed down.
Xu Qingzhi, who is now helping us on the farm, has paid social security and taught us how to use medical insurance cards. We have no money outside and cannot pay directly at pharmacies supported by social security. There is no free outpatient reimbursement limit of 1,200 per year.
There are only a few people, there is only one person in total, eight women and seven men live in separate buildings according to gender, and Mr. Zhou has a separate building. Zhou An wants to live with you, why should he follow you.
Moreover, those who can pass the written examination and interview are put on the reserve list of Chinese medicine halls, but they have no real ability.
Xu Qingzhi went to the girls' side for convenience, and accompanied Zhou An to arrange the seven boys. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a boy say: "Sister An, there seems to be water in that faucet."
Only a few clicks were heard, and the dislocated arms of Uncle Wen and Uncle Biao were connected.
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Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, Mr. Zhou waved his hand and said to the people outside the house: "There is nothing serious about the little family in front of me. I can't come to see you if you want. Except for the charge for medicinal materials, all medical consultations are free. You will arrange a specific time for me."
Let Xiaojia see the doctor and let Chongzhi inform them."
At that time, Aunt Liu, who had been standing nearby, squeezed out of the crowd.
The boy smiled mischievously and looked at the teacher.
"That girl is the same. She's so bad. You can also move your hands."
Zhou Zheng is still determined.
Zhou Zheng waved his hand and asked us to come back.
Uncle Wen said coldly: "Hey, they just came here today. Let's go to your house for dinner tonight. You can ask your mother-in-law to prepare less dishes for dinner."
Mr. Zhou thought for a while and finally nodded.
The boy said: "Try moving your arms."
Because it is a specially approved Chinese medicine clinic project from below, it is considered illegal to practice medicine.
Mr. Zhou nodded and gave us the answer: "Yes."
"Doctor, your arm has been hurting for the past two days. Can you help me? You have to work every day and you don't have children to take care of at home. So if you go to the hospital, you still know what kind of treatment you will pay.
I think they can cure it for you. They can give you a careful look. Whatever happens, you are responsible for it yourself."
Although they have left school, they still habitually refer to the people who teach them as teachers.
He is the person in charge of the construction department.
"Teacher, I want to try."
It was also the first time for the two of them to treat people. When they were practicing in the hospital, they had never come into contact with many patients.
You speak directly, hiding the fact that you are not trying to take advantage and get free medical treatment, and you also mind becoming a tool for those students to practice.
"He's injured due to strain, so he needs to rest. He has to do heavy work in those two days, so you give him two injections." You have been immersed in the traditional Chinese medicine environment since you were a child, and you always bring tools with you, but you still follow your plan.
Mr. Zhou said it before, and he got the reason from Mr. Zhou before giving the injection.
Xu Qingzhi's cell phone rang outside his pocket.
When Mr. Zhou was sitting in battle, he still grasped the scale and treated serious illnesses that could be solved. If the illness was minor, he had to go to the hospital for a detailed examination. This was good or bad to gain experience for the children.
Mr. Zhou said: "You are so polite, so I have to thank the seven of them for being willing to give the children a chance."
Now look, there are doctors coming to the farm, no matter whether they are medical students or inexperienced, they are free to see you.
"Doctor, it will rain a while ago and your kneecaps will hurt."
"Teacher, you want to try it too."
Not many people live to that age and may have to go to a small hospital more times than they can count on their fingers.
Uncle Wen immediately raised his little thumb and said, "A big girl can't do that. I'll cure it for you in one go."
"Sister Xu, the excavator was careful just now and dug out the water pipe. Please take care of it as soon as possible."
Xu Qingzhi took the people back to the villa area.
After receiving the consent of the two, Zhou Zheng looked up at the group of people he had brought with him, "Does anyone dare to try?"
At this time, a boy and a girl stood up decisively.
"Doctor, your waist has been hurting for the past two days."
Moreover, without me, it would at least be able to treat serious illnesses and major pains. For minor illnesses and pains, I would still advise people to go to small hospitals for treatment.
After the boy got off, Xiangyin first checked his pulse, and then squeezed it with his hand.
Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine not only prescribes traditional Chinese medicine, but also combines traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine in a reasonable way. The examinations that need to be done still need to be done. As for the old Chinese medicine doctors who determine the condition by taking the pulse, they are still common.
When the needle was applied, the workers who rarely helped were all eager to try.
But everyone is still too lazy to go to the small hospital. Some people are still talking about it: What kind of minor illness is there? If you go to a hospital to see it, you will be scared that you have something wrong.
Let’s just say that the boy who came forward has been practicing medicine for seven generations, and his grandfather is an old Chinese medicine doctor with no reputation. You have been hearing this since you were a child. Originally, you wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but you had a low fever on the day of the examination.
After failing the exam, he passed the exam and was removed from the reserve list of the Chinese Medicine Hall.
The pinch was accurate, and Aunt Liu said "ouch, ouch" twice, "My child, Auntie, that's not where you feel the pain."