Wasn't it connected when the bone was originally set?
Dr. Feng has been setting bones for a lifetime, and he can tell whether the bones are intact or broken wherever he puts his hands.
There's no way he could make such a mistake.
He clearly remembered that all the broken bones in the injured leg had been repaired.
But what's going on now?
Could it be that he pressed it and then interrupted it?
This is even more nonsense.
Did he really miss this broken bone? So this is why the lady has not been well for a long time?
Old Doctor Feng only felt that his inner clothes were wet with the sudden sweat, and his mind went blank. He was still touching the injured leg, but there was no thought in his mind.
He had felt this way before, when he first started to learn art from his father.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
The maids around him, including the middle-aged man standing next to him, all asked urgently.
What's wrong? What's going on? Old Doctor Feng looked at these people with a somewhat depressed expression. You did the right thing by smashing my shop. I'm not unjust.
He wanted to answer like this, but someone spoke before him.
"It's okay. Pain is a good thing. It means that Madam's injury is getting better." Miss Jun said.
Old Doctor Feng looked at her blankly.
Has she already discovered it? Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence?
When I asked him how to set the bones, just gestures didn't work, and it didn't work on the other leg either. I had to demonstrate it again on the injured leg, and then pointed out a point so cleverly, and then pressed it to let him discover the problem here.
What does she mean?
"Doctor Feng, this is where you need to press." Miss Jun didn't look at him, but looked at the injured person's leg seriously, "Can it be completely connected by pressing in this way? I remember that there was a record in Dong's Bone Setting Collection
The medical records say that there is a kind of bone injury that heals and then cracks. I don’t know if the pressing technique is suitable for it.”
When these words came out, Dr. Feng felt his eyes light up and his mind suddenly became clear.
Dong's Bone Setting Collection is not a medical book. To be precise, it is a collection of interesting anecdotes collected by a doctor named Dong during his medical practice. There is no specific explanation of medical skills, but because it mentions many strange cases, everyone will read it.
Read it once, but most of it is not thorough.
At this time, Miss Jing Jun said this, and Dr. Feng also remembered that there was indeed such a situation where the bones seemed intact at first, but they would break as the bone injuries in other places healed.
This situation is rare, but it is not unheard of. As long as it can be found and cured, it can be cured by simply repairing the bone.
But if you don't find it...
Old Doctor Feng's usually calm hands trembled slightly,
This leg is useless.
"Doctor Feng, is that right?" the girl's voice said again in my ear.
Old Doctor Feng couldn't help but be alert and looked at Miss Jun with a somewhat complicated expression.
Why didn't she tell her? Still pretending not to know?
Miss Jun looked at him with a gentle expression.
Old Doctor Feng lowered his gaze and slowly put his hand back on the lady's leg. This time he no longer made a show of tapping it, but kneaded and pressed it.
"My method is like this, I don't know yours." He said, his voice was still trembling, but it was different from the angry trembling before.
Because of his pressing and rubbing, the lady screamed in pain again, making everyone in the room nervous again.
"Her legs haven't healed yet, can you just press them randomly like this?" the middle-aged man asked.
After only two or three attempts, Old Doctor Feng had already stopped.
"Miss Jun, do you want to try?" He ignored the middle-aged man and said in a low voice with his head lowered.
Everyone in the room looked at Miss Jun with some expectation.
Miss Jun shook her head.
"No need, I have the same treatment method as him." She said.
Everyone in the room was immediately disappointed, and the lady even fell on the bed and cried.
"I'm not alive anymore," she shouted, beating the bed.
"Is there nothing we can do about it, Miss Jun?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously, "How can I bear it if I go on like this?"
"It won't take too long. I think it will definitely get better in three to five days," Miss Jun said.
The middle-aged man snorted.
"Three to five days, three to five days, that's what you would say." He said angrily, "How many three to five days have passed."
Old Doctor Feng slowly re-wrapped the ointment and put on the willow plywood.
"I'll change the prescription again. If it doesn't work in three to five days, you don't need to smash it. I'll close the door and pick up the plaque myself." He said, picking up the paper and pen in the room and writing the prescription.
His voice lacked the excitement as before, and was dull as if all his strength had been exhausted. After writing, he put down his hands and turned around to leave.
The people in the room looked at his back and then at Miss Jun.
"Miss Jun, look." The middle-aged man said while holding the prescription.
Miss Jun nodded to him.
"Old Doctor Feng will definitely be able to cure it." She said, "Don't worry, sir."
The middle-aged man sighed and waved his hand to see the guest off.
When Miss Jun walked out of the door, Dr. Feng was being surrounded by people.
"Doctor Feng, how are you?"
"Doctor Feng, is Miss Jun really cured?"
Old Doctor Feng ignored them all and pushed his way through the crowd. The people saw Miss Jun coming out and wanted to surround her but did not dare because a car had already come to pick her up and there were several menacing entourage.
's guard.
The backstage of Jiulingtang is Deshengchang. Deshengchang is the God of Wealth and has many people under his command.
The people watched Miss Jun leave in the car, but they were reluctant to disperse and stood there curiously speculating and talking.
But this speculation did not last long, and everyone knew the result five days later, because the family who damaged Dr. Feng's hospital personally went to apologize to Dr. Feng, compensated for the smashed furniture, and gave him a plaque.
Therefore, the patient in this family was finally cured by Dr. Feng.
"Just say that Dr. Feng can cure it." Some people said indignantly.
But the words were not echoed, and the onlookers sounded a little strange.
"Miss Jun also said that he can cure it." One person murmured.
These words silenced the people for a while.
So when you say that Dr. Feng is great, does that mean that Miss Jun is right and that Miss Jun is great?
"How can this be because she is so good? This is why Dr. Feng is so good!"
"That's right, this time she said that Dr. Feng can cure it, which shows that she has a high opinion. What if she said that Dr. Feng can't cure it?"
"So, she said it was Dr. Feng who finally cured the patient, so Dr. Feng is the most powerful."
This is correct. The people once again praised Dr. Feng, but it was pity that he suffered injustice in vain because of Miss Jun's words.
Everyone was talking about going in to comfort the aggrieved old doctor Feng, but found that old doctor Feng was not in the hall.
I don’t know if it was because of all this fuss that I couldn’t bear it and so I went home to rest.
Chen Qi knew about the excitement at Baicao Hall right away and smiled at the two waiters in the hall.
"Let's just say our Miss Jun is right." He said, shaking his head, "These people are really ungrateful."
When he said this, the two waiters snorted and nudged him with their elbows.
"What are you doing? Don't follow me and be so unruly." Chen Qi frowned and said, "I am the boss after all."
"Big shopkeeper, who's here?" said a waiter.
Who? Chen Qi looked up and was startled when he saw Old Doctor Feng standing at the door.
Hey, why is he here again?
Is it here to show off?
Chen Qi and the two waiters looked a little nervous, and Miss Jun also walked out from behind.
"What's wrong?" she asked, and immediately saw Dr. Feng standing at the door.
Before she could say anything, Dr. Feng suddenly saluted her, bowed his head to the end, then turned and walked away.
Chen Qi and the two waiters looked stunned.
"What does this old man mean?" Chen Qi said.
This kind of long bow is used to express the most sincere respect when facing your parents and teachers.
This is not just a thank you, but respect.
But what happened to make this old doctor, who wanted to burn down Jiulingtang last time, so respectful to such a young junior?
"Probably because I said he can be cured." Miss Jun said, handing over a box of pills that she had just prepared. (To be continued)