As soon as these words came out, everyone in the place was shocked. Aru turned around and rushed in. At this time, he could not stop him. Dr. Zhu's wife rushed in immediately, and everyone else also went in with a cheer.
There were only two men left in the hall for a while.
The two looked at each other.
"Brother, what should I do?" someone whispered.
"Since Mrs. Qi said she won't take him away, then we will never let these people take him away." Another one gritted his teeth and said.
"Just keep talking about taking medicine like this?" The first one said in a low voice, "Is that okay?"
"You have to do it even if you don't do it!" the man said.
The two nodded solemnly and stood on the left and right beside the backyard door, like two door gods guarding it firmly.
People poured into the backyard, but were still stopped.
"Don't let them come near!" Aru shouted with raised eyebrows.
Hu San immediately led people to line up in a row to block the incoming people.
Aru did not rush into the ward, but rushed into the sterilization room nearby and quickly came out wearing surgical clothes.
Her outfit shocked everyone in the yard who was not a Qianjintang person.
"What is this for?" someone couldn't help asking.
"This can isolate the infection of germs." Zhang Tong said loudly, "Masks, hats, gloves and boots, because the patient's excrement is very likely to be contagious, so you must use these to cover yourself to prevent infection."
Infectious they know.
"The book records that the dead rat disease in southern Yunnan was transmitted from person to person just by talking to each other..." A doctor said in a low voice.
Wang Qingchun was furious.
"Shut up! What are you talking about! Is this rat disease?" he shouted sternly.
If this was really a rat disease, then none of them would survive...
In less than three days, the entire Yongqing Mansion will become a dead city...
The people present suddenly became quiet.
"Nonsense, this is just a bad stomach, what kind of plague!" Wang Qingchun was furious, and he walked towards the house, "I want to see if I will die if I pass by like this!"
When he stepped forward, the doctors around him stopped him.
"My lord, you can't do that."
"Sir, let's wait and see..."
Hearing such words, Wang Qingchun was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.
Does this mean these doctors care about him?
fart!
This shows that these doctors actually believe that woman’s words!!
What a bastard!
What a coward!
This scared me!
Wang Qingchun struggled angrily and finally threw away the doctors and rushed over.
Dr. Zhu's wife, who had come to her senses here, was also crying and wanted to go over.
"Daddy, please don't abandon us..." she shouted.
Hu San and others stopped him firmly.
"How could no one be around you before you closed your eyes? You won't die in peace, Qianjintang, you are committing evil!" Dr. Zhu's wife cried.
"Are you sure you want to go in?" Zhang Tong asked through gritted teeth.
"Nonsense!" Dr. Zhu's wife cried.
"Come here, disinfect her and change her isolation gown." Zhang Tong shouted.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Brother." The disciples hesitated with some doubts.
"Let her take a look, otherwise she won't believe us." Zhang Tong said, "We are saving people. I don't want people to think that we are killing people anymore. I don't want Master to be questioned like this for their own good."
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When he said these words, Dr. Zhu's wife stopped crying slightly.
"Are you sure you want to go in?" Zhang Tong looked at her and asked in a deep voice.
Dr. Zhu's wife felt a little timid when he spoke so solemnly.
"I want to go in." Wang Qingchun said first and stepped over, "Don't talk nonsense to me. As a medical judge, I am qualified to judge the patient's condition. I can't let you Qianjintang say whatever I say!"
Zhang Tong nodded.
"Okay." He said, stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
He got out of the way, and the other disciples also got out of the way, but the one who shouted to come in at first hesitated.
Is it really... contagious?
Wang Qingchun gritted his teeth and walked towards the disinfection room.
Hu San sneered when he saw this, while Zhang Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm scared. If you have the guts, don't wear an isolation suit." Hu San sneered.
Wang Qingchun was so angry that he really wanted to rush into that ward, but...
In the end, he just pretended not to hear.
He took the lead, and Dr. Zhu's wife also followed. Two or three more doctors hesitated for a moment, and finally followed her out of curiosity.
After putting on their clothes and enduring the discomfort, several people entered the ward.
Aru and others had already heard what was said outside, so they were not surprised and kept busy on their own.
This was the first time that everyone had seen the ward created by Qianjintang. Except for Dr. Zhu’s wife, who only looked at her husband, everyone else couldn’t help but look around with wide eyes.
What is that? A hanging porcelain vase? A copper pipe?
"We still need to cool down." A disciple said.
Aru nodded and poured water into a towel to wipe the armpits of the unconscious man on the bed.
Wang Qingchun and others took a few steps forward again, their expressions darkening.
For them, such patients don’t need to check their pulse to know...
Wang Qingchun snorted.
"Why are you doing all these fancy things? Aren't you going to give me medicine right now?" He said coldly, "Someone come and take the person away."
"Yes, yes, it won't work if I delay it any longer." A doctor agreed.
"Why delay it any longer? I don't think this will work..." Some doctors muttered, "It's just a matter of half a day."
As soon as these words came out, Dr. Zhu's wife immediately collapsed beside the bed, grabbed Dr. Zhu's arm and started crying.
"Master Wang, Master Wang, quickly think of a way to save him." She turned around and cried to Wang Qingchun and others.
The crying and shaking made Dr. Zhu wake up from his coma.
"I...I'm not dead yet..." He murmured, his face darkened and his expression almost lost, and he looked at the roof with a distracted gaze.
Everyone stood over in great joy.
"Doctor Zhu, can you see me clearly? We are here to save you." Wang Qingchun said. Although Dr. Zhu was seriously ill, there were some things that should be said.
Confused? Isn’t this nonsense? Isn’t it you who is harming yourself by delaying treatment?”
"Daddy, I'll take you away right now," the wife shouted.
Dr. Zhu's cloudy eyes suddenly became energetic when he heard these words.
"I...I won't leave..." His hands suddenly grasped the bed, "I...I won't leave..."
The wife was stunned for a moment, thinking that her husband was confused.
"But you will die here." she cried.
"No... not... if... if I were somewhere else... I would be... dead now..." Dr. Zhu gasped, his eyes straightened, "... They get sick quickly, from onset to death... at most... three
God...I...I have survived the third day...Qianjintang...can indeed save me...save me..."
When he said this, he stretched out his hands and grabbed them randomly, with a panicked look on his face.
The disciple on the side reached out and held his hand.
"Yes, we will definitely try our best to save you." He said loudly.
Holding this hand, Dr. Zhu seemed to have grasped the hope of life, exhaled a breath, and passed out again.
Wang Qingchun and others on the side looked gloomy, but it was hidden under their masks.
What words!
No one spoke in the room, and it was extremely quiet.
"There are only three days from the onset of illness to death..." a doctor murmured, "Yes...it is indeed...Doctor Zhu, you are serious..."
"Auntie, the patient needs to rest now, and it's too dangerous here. You'd better go out and wait." Aru said.
This time, Dr. Zhu's wife did not say anything about leaving, but hesitated and stood up.
Wang Qingchun sneered in his heart and reached out to look at Doctor Zhu's eyes, mouth and tongue.
"Stop trying to coax people, it's weird that they can still be saved! One day at a time, if you can't survive until the end, what's there to show off? Is it a hundred steps to laugh at fifty steps?" he said.
Doctor Zhu's wife slumped again and sat on the ground.
The other doctors took advantage of him to stretch out his hand and hurriedly squeezed over to take a look. They felt cold and shook their heads.
"It's probably just tonight." One of them whispered.
Although A'ru didn't know how to read, hear, and ask questions, she understood somewhat by looking at the display on the blood pressure monitor.
Hearing this, he bit his lower lip.
There is still time, there is still time, there is still time...
"The medicine is here! The medicine is here!" The disciples shouted from outside the door.
This voice came in one after another, and Aru rushed out with great joy.
medicine?
What other medicines are there? Is it only now that useful medicines are being used?
Wang Qingchun and others looked at each other.
A Ru has already rushed to the door.
"Is it penicillin?" she asked anxiously.
"No, we have to wait for the penicillin. Now it's Prunella vulgaris injection." The disciple replied, handing over the medicine box in his hand.
This is commonly used, it is better to have it than nothing. Aru reached out and took it.
I watched Aru take out a strange thing and suck it from a small jar. This strange thing was transparent and had bright thin needles.
Several doctors couldn't help but come over to take a look.
"Are these just ordinary instruments like stethoscopes?" one asked.
"This is a syringe, used to inject medicine into the patient's body from the vein, so that the medicine can work more efficiently and quickly." Aru said while neatly sterilizing the needle.
When the needle penetrated the skin, everyone couldn't help but grin and look away.
Things like needles are inherently scary and can make people tremble.
"Can it be cured just like this?" Wang Qingchun asked in a sneer.
Aru lowered his head and ignored him.
"Okay, let's just wait here and see how Qianjintang comes back to life." Wang Qingchun said with a sneer, turned around and walked out with a flick of his sleeves.
He walked out, and the other two doctors followed him.
"These clothes come here to be changed and destroyed." A disciple outside the door guided him.
Although Wang Qingchun was reluctant, he still had to obey. Everyone couldn't help but stare as the disciple threw the clothes and other items he had taken off into the incinerator.
"But, I only used it once..." A doctor couldn't help but said, "This, this is all good..."
"Ms. Qi said that we cannot reach the level of high-temperature sterilization and disinfection, so for the sake of safety, these things should be burned altogether," the disciple said.
Several doctors were stunned when they heard this.
Sure enough, there is money to burn...
If they can't afford it, how much will it cost...
"Hey, you guys have to come in. Our isolation suits cost money, so please pay." Hu San shouted from the side.
Several doctors could not help but stagger in their steps.
asshole..
That night, the Qianjin Hall was brightly lit, and the hall was full of people. There were Dr. Zhu’s family members, and Wang Qingchun and a group of doctors. In addition to those who came at the beginning, there were also doctors who came over after hearing the news. By the end
It's almost time for another big gathering of the doctors of Yongqing Mansion.
This is most likely another opportunity for Qianjintang to be slapped in the face. How can you miss it? Firstly, you can watch the excitement and secondly, you can entertain Wang Qingchun. It is really a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone.
As for being cured? I’m afraid it’s impossible…
Just looking at the faces of these doctors is enough to tell.
In order to observe the patients closely, two doctors came in every once in a while to take a look. Zhang Tong did not stop him and watched coldly. Hu San was very happy because he charged a high price for each isolation gown. The burned clothes can produce such
Value is meaningful.
When the sky was getting slightly brighter, the two doctors who had gone in again came out.
"That's not possible at all..." they shook their heads and said.
"How's it going?" Everyone asked hurriedly. After staying up all night, their eyes were red, and they were really suffering.
"There is no pulse anymore," the doctor said.
As soon as this statement came out, the whole courtyard was in an uproar.
"Senior brother?" Hu San and other disciples were also startled and looked at Zhang Tong who had just come out of the ward.
Seeing the earnest expectations of his fellow apprentices, Zhang Tong felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
"Two injections in a row had no effect." He said, lowering his head.
"How is it possible?" Hu San shouted, "It has been effective before, it has been effective before! Senior brother, are you wrong?"
Before Zhang Tong could finish speaking, Wang Qingchun sneered.
"It's really ridiculous. You Qianjintang disciples can't even diagnose the pulse? Can't you tell whether the patient is alive or dead?" He sneered and said, "It's not unfair at all that this store has been closed down!"
"It's all your fault. You locked up my master, otherwise my master would have been saved!" Hu San shouted at him, "This is none of our business. This is Wang Qingchun's medical detention that delayed his life! We, we also want to sue the authorities!"
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Wang Qingchun sneered.
"Your master? Isn't it Mrs. Qi who has the final say in your Qianjin Hall?" He smiled, "Mrs. Qi said, Mrs. Qi said, whatever Mrs. Qi said can be cured, it will be cured. Since she said it can be cured, if the person is not cured, then the care will be taken.
What's the matter with others? Why didn't Mrs. Qi say anything at this time? Didn't she just say what she said? She said that people should be born, so tell them now, isn't it just a matter of words? Where are people? Come on, tell me!"
The disciples of Qianjin Hall looked at each other angrily and were about to say something when a voice came from outside the door.
"That's right, I said I can cure this disease, but I said this person can't die."
Qi Yue held a small porcelain jar in her hand and strode towards her covered in morning mist. Everyone turned around and saw that the morning light was rising. The woman's back was facing the sun, and she actually shone a little brightly.
"You..." Wang Qingchun said.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qi Yue.
"Grandson, do you dare to make a bet?" Qi Yue asked directly, approaching as he spoke.
Wang Qingchun held a breath in his throat, "Dare you!" He screamed in his heart, but he didn't know why he couldn't shout out.
Before he could shout out, Qi Yue had already passed by him without stopping at all, as if he had no intention of getting his answer.
"...I'm sorry you don't dare." She said, looking back, "Grandson, watch carefully how I came back to life!"
asshole..
Wang Qingchun looked at this woman and felt like he couldn't breathe, so he couldn't help but reach out and cover his heart.
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Because I have to add more and can’t add anything else, I’ll have to add more words. Thank you Papaya for the reward. It’s really a waste of time for everyone.*** (To be continued)
