After everyone was seated, Liu Yonggui walked onto the podium.
"Dear leaders and fellow villagers, today is our village's medical skills competition. For the sake of fairness, we have specially invited several experts from the town health center to serve as today's judges..."
Then Liu Yonggui introduced Vice President Wang Jian to everyone, as well as the three doctors in white coats he brought.
"Now, welcome to Dean Wang to speak..."
Liu Yonggui took the lead in applauding, and Wang Jian stood up amidst the applause.
He made a downward gesture to calm everyone down, and then said: "Fellow folks, today, on behalf of the medical staff in our town, I brought several expert doctors here to serve as judges.
We uphold absolute fairness among the village doctors who participate in the competition..."
Wang Jian stood there and made an impassioned speech, saying something like fair competition, and then turned to the main topic.
"...Today, we specially notified a few patients to come over, and they have already arrived..."
As he said that, he pointed to a few strangers in the crowd. It turned out that those strangers were the patients he had notified. No wonder they looked a little depressed. There were also two old men who were so weak that they couldn't even open their eyes.
Open, and cough violently from time to time.
"Okay, I will announce some rules below. There are two relatively serious patients here today. Each of the two doctors participating in the competition is responsible for treating one. Other patients with relatively mild symptoms are free to choose a doctor. The two village doctors participating in the competition cannot
Refuse, if the patient can be cured and the effect is the best, then it will be considered a victory... However, if something goes wrong, then you will be a loser..."
Liu Dazhu sat there and listened carefully. He finally understood the rules of the competition. Then he turned to look at the strangers. Among them, the two weak old men must be seriously ill. He didn't expect that they would be invited for today's competition.
such a serious patient.
"Okay, there are six patients in total, three on each side. Now the patients are free to choose their doctors..."
After hearing Wang Jian's announcement, the strangers behind them walked forward. Two of them, the dying old men, staggered forward with the support of their family members.
At this time, Liu Dazhu stood up and started to make preparations. One of the seriously ill old men had already walked towards this side, while the others who were less ill were separating on both sides and queuing up behind him.
"Cough cough cough..."
The old man who came over kept coughing, hunched over, and sat down in front of Liu Dazhu with the support of two family members, a man and a woman.
"Doctor, my grandpa has a bad cough. Please help me..."
The two family members are the grandson and granddaughter of the old man. They accompanied their grandfather to see the doctor today.
"Okay, okay, I'll show you right now..."
Liu Dazhu agreed and began to take out the shining silver needle and disinfect it with alcohol.
"This, what kind of needle is this..."
Seeing such a long needle, the expressions of the man and woman who were supporting the old man suddenly changed.
The doctors at the health center had already told them that they knew what to do. As long as they followed the health center's instructions, their grandfather's future treatment fees would be discounted by 20%.
"Oh, don't be afraid, this is a silver needle used for acupuncture. I will use this silver needle to treat the elderly later..."
While explaining, Liu Dazhu reached out to check the patient's pulse, but the patient was so frightened that he retracted his hand. Seeing such a long needle, the old patient was also afraid.
"What kind of injection is this? I won't take this injection..." The old man was so sick that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, but after discovering that the injection was so long, he stepped back in fear.
"Doctor, this, this won't work. My grandfather is afraid when he sees this needle. You should use other methods to treat it. Look at Dr. Chen over there. He just boils medicine and gives it to patients..." The old man's grandson pointed out
Said Chen Xianwang on the other side.
Liu Dazhu looked up and found that Chen Xianwang was already decoction for the patient at this time. It seemed that his treatment was going smoothly.
At this time, Dazhu was a little embarrassed. He was the best at acupuncture and the most confident. For such a serious patient, he was not confident that he could cure it immediately if he just took medicine.
"Don't worry, my acupuncture will be more effective. It only takes more than ten minutes to cure your grandfather's disease..."
Liu Dazhu had no choice but to explain to the patient's family.
"That won't work. We can't let you make fun of my grandpa. You'd better take medicine instead of such long injections..."
Hearing the sound here, Wang Jian, who was sitting on the judges' bench, stood up and walked over. With a smile on his face, he walked to Liu Dazhu and asked concernedly: "Doctor Liu, what's wrong?"
Looking up and seeing Wang Jian's kind expression, Liu Dazhu quickly said: "Dean Wang, this patient doesn't cooperate with the treatment. What should I do?"
"Oh? What's the reason? Why don't you cooperate with the treatment?" Wang Jian looked at the patient strangely.
"My grandpa is afraid of his long injections. We don't want to take such long injections. Please ask the dean to ask him to give my grandpa medicine. Just take medicine..." said the patient's grandson.
"Oh, that's it. Then Dr. Liu, just use the medicine. Since the patient doesn't want to take risks, just meet the patient's requirements. This is what a doctor should do..."
I said that what Wang Jian said was sanctimonious. In fact, today's drama was entirely directed by him, and the patient had no choice but to do as he asked in order to save money in the future.
"But..." Liu Dazhu panicked and didn't know what to say.
"Dr. Dazhu, don't you know how to take medicine..." Wang Jian looked at Liu Dazhu and his face became serious.
"No, no, no, yes, why not..."
At this time, Liu Dazhu didn't know what to say. The deputy director of the health center who was the judge of this competition had already said so. What else could he do?
"Okay, I won't interrupt your competition. Just follow the patient's requirements and take the medicine immediately. Don't use such radical methods..."
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian turned around and walked towards his judges' seat with a relaxed expression on his face. The matter was settled and he could get money again.
At this time, on the other side, Chen Xianwang, who was making medicine for the patient, also noticed the movement here and became even more excited. Although it cost him a lot of money to ask Liu Yonggui and Wang Jian for help this time, things went smoothly.
The money was well spent.
Moreover, he didn't pay for it. The big boss behind him was responsible for all expenses. All he had to do was take over the clinic.
"Dazhu, are you okay?" Seeing Liu Dazhu's nervous look, Yao Yulian who was sitting next to him asked.
"No, it's okay." He was worried that Sister Yulian would be anxious. Although Liu Dazhu was already panicking, he still comforted Yao Yulian.
What should I do about this? When it comes to medication, although I know a little bit about it, I am not absolutely sure that I can win. And this time I cannot afford to lose. If I lose, I will lose the clinic left by my master.
At this time, Liu Dazhu raised his head and looked at the other two patients waiting behind him. Those two were relatively mild patients. One seemed to have twisted his waist, and the other had a headache.
Now we can only delay and hope that a miracle will happen.
"Old man, let me feel your pulse..."
Liu Dazhu put away the silver needle and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the seriously ill old man. In less than a minute, he already knew the old man's illness. It turned out to be similar to his great-grandfather's illness yesterday, except that it was chronic.
, and my great-great-grandfather’s illness was just more acute.
"Old man, sit down for a while and I'll make some medicine for you..."
There was no other way, so Liu Dazhu had no choice but to start taking the medicine, put it into the medicine jar on the table, lit a fire and started to boil it.
While the medicine was boiling, Liu Dazhu called for help from the two patients waiting behind him, and one of them, a patient with a headache, came over.
"Doctor, my head hurts all the time. I don't know what's going on. It hurts so much that I can't sleep or eat well. Please help me, doctor..."
"Okay, you sit down..."
Liu Dazhu pointed to the stool in front of him and asked the patient to sit down. Then he reached over, grabbed his hand and started to feel his pulse.
Yao Yulian, who was sitting on the side, kept watching Liu Dazhu going about his business. When she saw that he was starting to treat the second patient, she felt more relieved. When she saw Dazhu being nervous just now, she was even more anxious than her apprentice.
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At this time, among the people sitting in the classroom watching the game, there were Wang Xiaoyu and Xiaopang. These two people had also been watching Liu Dazhu's game. In addition, in a corner of the classroom, Teacher Zhang Yan was also silently watching this strange
The hairy boy.
This guy is sometimes very unreliable, but his acupuncture is so powerful. He cured her sprained leg in ten minutes without any sequelae.
But why haven't I seen him using needles today, instead boiling medicine? Couldn't he cure the patient without using medicine? Zhang Yan was puzzled. She didn't know the trouble Liu Dazhu encountered.
Xiaopang was also puzzled. He also didn't understand why Liu Dazhu was not using needles, but boiling medicine. Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes that he gave Grandpa the needle. The effect was amazing. What happened today?
"Sister Xiaoyu, why doesn't Brother Dazhu use needles?" Xiaopang looked at Wang Xiaoyu sitting aside and asked, somewhat confused.
Although Wang Xiaoyu didn't see Dazhu curing her great-grandfather with acupuncture yesterday, she had heard about it a long time ago. At this time, she also felt strange, but she didn't know why. Looking at it, it seemed that he was the one who was seriously ill.
The old man didn't want to get acupuncture.
She glanced at Chen Xianwang again and found that the old guy was boiling medicine while muttering to the village chief sitting next to him, not knowing what to say, and smiling sinisterly from time to time.
"Little Fatty, go right away and call Grandpa, Dazhu is going to suffer a loss..." Wang Xiaoyu seemed to have figured out the clue, and quickly supported Little Fatty sitting next to him with his hands. (To be continued)