Chapter 122 Turn Your Face Over (Seeking Monthly Ticket)
Since that day, Zieral, who often called her father, never mentioned the word again.
Tears could often be seen on the pillow, but the little guy never showed his sadness in front of others. This matter was gradually discovered by others. Everyone felt extremely distressed and tried every means to make her happy.
But the delicious chicken soup can't please me either. The little guy sometimes refuses to eat, saying he's not hungry.
There is no way, Zhou Yisheng can only force her to eat: "The hyenas in the wasteland like thin children the most. If you don't eat, they will come and eat you, because you still have wounds on your body, and they are very sensitive to blood.
, your wounds will recover and they won’t attract their attention.”
Zhou Sheng never thought that one day he would coax a child like this.
The old cliché of the big bad wolf eating a child sounds extremely shameful, but when you actually face the child and watch her eat her meal, I suddenly feel a sense of accomplishment.
The funniest thing is that even though Zhou Sheng was threatening like this, he never made the little guy hate him, because it was Aka who originally translated the words, and Aka said that it felt uncomfortable to take the blame.
Another three days.
Zierra's fever has gone down.
The system's congratulatory prompts echoed in Zhou Sheng's mind——
[Medical Achievement Point 10].
The amount of medical achievement points has returned to 15 points.
The joy doesn't stop there, the most important thing is that the little girl's health has been restored.
The wound healed very well, but she was still unable to walk around. The skin graft area showed a terrible depression. The new growth of flesh may only cover a layer under the skin, and a slight collision would cause the wound to collapse again.
Zhou Shengsheng taught her some body movements on the bed, and the little girl obeyed them obediently.
"What do you want to eat in the afternoon?" Zhou Yisheng was beside her, talking and gesturing with eating movements.
Zieral's understanding ability is very good, and some simple meanings can be understood without the need for Akka translation.
"Potato."
Zhou Sheng could understand some simple words now, so he shook his head: "What else?"
"Corn!" Zieral's eyes were shining. She really liked eating these two things. She didn't even appreciate the Chinese food specially prepared for her by Zhou Sheng.
"Okay, potatoes, but I have to eat the same chicken soup, okay?"
"Yes." Zieral nodded happily, she was really happy.
The local way of eating potatoes is to roast them and dip them in coarse salt. Some people swallow them even with the skins, but Zhou Yisheng did not allow Jieral to do this and peeled the potatoes for her before handing them to her.
Jie Laer pushed the chicken soup on the small dining table towards Zhou Sheng: "He."
Zhou Sheng often spoke Chinese to her, and she learned a few simple words, but she couldn't pronounce them correctly.
"If I don't drink it, it's all yours."
Jieral shook her head and persisted in her stubborn idea: "He."
The bright little eyes were full of stubbornness. Zhou Yisheng couldn't resist her, so he picked it up and took a few sips. The little girl started laughing again, her big eyes squinted, and the dark green pupils were particularly dazzling.
"Teacher." Gila came in suddenly. "A patient is here with diarrhea, abdominal pain, and fever."
Zhou Sheng immediately got up and walked out.
The patient was a young man in his early twenties. She was accompanied by his parents, who also carried a fattened live chicken in their hands.
This is not the first patient to come here on his own initiative.
After Jie Laer gradually recovered, Ming Du spread the news everywhere. He was happy with his sister's recovery and often came to chat with Jie Laer. As a result, the first patient in the Huliya tribe to escape the bomb appeared. Zhou Sheng
His medical skills were recognized.
I recently saw four patients, and the consultation fee was a chicken or a bag of potatoes.
Zhou initially refused, but he could not stop the patient's enthusiasm.
So Zieral had fresh chicken soup to drink, but she could rarely eat the potatoes she liked.
It seems that this is a good start and things have changed.
But in fact, this is not the case.
Zhou Sheng just brought the patient to the clinic, and Ah Sang hurried over, smiling and greeting Zhou Sheng, Nodra, and Aka, but turning a blind eye to the others.
Then, he sat down in front of the office and quietly watched Zhou Sheng's consultation, looking open-minded and eager to learn.
Learning is real, but it is not everything.
He was more like a monitor and absolutely prohibited Zhou Sheng from using traditional Chinese medicine.
Yes.
When the first patient came to the door, the two had a quarrel about it. If Zhou Sheng wanted to diagnose and treat the patient, he was not allowed to use herbal medicine.
It's useless to get angry on Zhou Zhou.
The plan to leave is already a certainty. They will definitely choose to leave after Jieral fully recovers and is able to go to the ground.
Before that, patients who came to the hospital had to be treated.
After consultation, prescription, and injection, Zhou Sheng completed all the work and made an appointment for a follow-up visit tomorrow, and the patient left.
Ah Sang made an insinuation: "Hey, Zhou, isn't this great? We need you, you should stay."
Zhou Sheng was too lazy to talk to him and just gave him a blank look before returning to Jie Laer's operating room.
Asang didn't feel embarrassed either, he laughed...
While Zhou Sheng insisted, the three Desi brothers also insisted. They wanted Zhou Sheng to stay, but they still didn't want herbal medicine to treat him. The two sides were in a deadlock, but judging from the situation, neither party would make concessions.
At night, Zhou Shengsheng coaxed Jie Laer to sleep, and planned to contact his father and grandfather in China as usual.
But before the call was made, three people walked into the courtyard of the health clinic.
The two looked familiar. They were the tribal elders who had sent Osas here. The other was a middle-aged woman, about forty years old. She was dressed more beautifully than many village women.
"Dear Zhou, I beg you, the benevolent one, to lend a helping hand and save Osas."
"He's dying!"
Zhou Sheng had already forgotten about Osas, but he didn't expect them to come to the door again.
He was about to ask about the situation, but before he could speak, the woman knelt down directly: "Please, save my husband, I am willing to give everything I have, as long as he can survive."
Women are very smart and scheming.
She was afraid of Zhou Sheng's rejection, so she knelt down in advance, hoping to soften Zhou Sheng's possible cold attitude.
"What's wrong with him?"
The woman talked a lot excitedly, coughing, bleeding, difficulty breathing...
Finally, Aka explained: "She said it was consumption."
There is a large error in the diagnosis of the patient's family, and Aka also explained that the local people attributed this disease to tuberculosis, which is what we often call tuberculosis.
But Zhou Sheng didn't think so.
People who lack medical knowledge can only make speculations, and the local medical conditions are low-level and will exaggerate descriptions of various serious illnesses.
Considering Osas's situation, the person who was still alive and kicking a few days ago just suffered from a severe cold. The system's scan results on him at that time showed no trend of tuberculosis...
In addition, in such a short period of time, tuberculosis balls in the lungs cannot grow rapidly, and most tuberculosis infections will last a long time.
Zhou Yisheng had no hesitation about whether to seek treatment.
Sick people and sinners are two different concepts.
In the eyes of doctors, there are only patients.
but.
Asang arrived on time just like every time a patient came to our door.
"Tula, what gave you the courage to set foot here?"
The woman looked at Ah Sang sadly and begged: "Forgive him, please, Chief Ah Sang, he really needs treatment. Our youngest son is only ten years old."
Her words did not convince Ah Sang, but instead touched Ah Sang's pain: "What about Jie Laer? Jie Laer only has Kip, and she is less than five years old! Who will care about her? Ang? Tell me, tell me!
"
Asang was roaring, but he didn't realize that Jieral in the room could hear it.
Zhou Zhou was angry: "Shut up, do you have to let the pain never go away?"
Seeing Zhou Sheng yelling and pointing at the house, Asang was stunned. He was negligent and regretted it.
"Let's go, take me to see the situation in Osas."
But Asang still wanted to stop him: "No..."
Zhou Sheng didn't let him finish, and glanced at him coldly: "I don't need you to tell me who I want to save, and...I won't mess with your medicines. Jie La'er will recover soon. When I get back from
We will leave once we return to Osas' residence."
These days, Zhou Yisheng has had enough of it all, and the attitude of the three Desi brothers is irritating.
Zhou Zhou is not a saint, not to mention that the Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy.
Watching Zhou Sheng leave, Asang stamped his feet angrily and could only run back to report the news.
Half of the herbalists in the courtyard followed Zhou Sheng, while the other half showed relief and spontaneously started packing their things. They were finally leaving. They had already had enough of such cowardice!