Ouyang Feifei personally called for help and said that Ouyang Huihui had a stomachache and needed treatment. Luo Ziling couldn't think of any reason to refuse and immediately agreed.
Ouyang Feifei asked Luo Ziling to wait at the school gate, and she sent Wang Qing to drive over to pick him up.
Luo Ziling took the necessary equipment and some common medicines and ran to the school gate when he saw Wang Qing arriving in his car.
When getting in the car, Luo Ziling looked at the watch he had forgotten to take off. The time was 8:58 pm.
While in the car, Luo Ziling asked Wang Qing about some situations related to Ouyang Huihui, hoping to first understand why Ouyang Huihui had a stomachache. But Wang Qing did not know the situation.
"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Luo Ziling also asked this question that surprised him.
Logically speaking, the first response to illness is to call 120 emergency number, or to go directly to the hospital. Why not go to the hospital and call him?
But Wang Qing still didn't give Luo Ziling an answer. She just said that she didn't know the specific situation and just came to pick him up on Ouyang Feifei's order. Luo Ziling had no choice but not to ask.
Wang Qing's driving skills were good and he drove the car very fast, but it did not make Luo Ziling feel carsick.
It only took less than twenty minutes for Luo Ziling to arrive at Ouyang Feifei's villa, which he had visited several times.
After getting out of the car, Luo Ziling quickly rushed into the living room, but saw no one.
The lights in the living room were on, and the lights on the stairs to the second floor were also on. Luo Ziling went upstairs without hesitation.
Hearing the commotion, Ouyang Feifei, wearing home casual clothes, came out of a room.
"You're here." Seeing Luo Ziling appear, Ouyang Feifei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately told the situation, "Huihui complained that her stomach was uncomfortable after dinner today, and now it's getting more and more painful. Let her go to the hospital. She will die.
If you are willing to go, I thought of you and wanted you to come over and help."
"Okay," Luo Ziling didn't care. The most important thing now was to treat Ouyang Huihui.
No matter what impression he had of Ouyang Feifei and Ouyang Huihui, as a doctor, what Luo Ziling thought about most at this time was to diagnose and treat Ouyang Huihui.
This is the ethics of a doctor. Even if Li Haijun or Li Jiaqing, who had conflicts with him, suddenly become ill, Luo Ziling will help them diagnose and treat them.
Ouyang Huihui was lying on the bed, covering her lower abdomen with both hands and moaning softly. There was sweat on her face and body. Luo Ziling could see that the shirt she was wearing was soaked with sweat.
He sat down without hesitation, took Ouyang Huihui's hand, and carefully checked his pulse.
After diagnosing the pulse, he asked Ouyang Huihui some information in a low voice.
After checking her other physical symptoms and pressing her abdomen several times, Luo Ziling even knew what her symptoms were.
Moderate pancreatitis plus dysmenorrhea.
These two diseases strangely appeared together in Ouyang Huihui's body. Luo Ziling was still quite surprised.
Luo Ziling immediately wrote a prescription and asked Ouyang Feifei to send someone to buy the medicine immediately, and emphasized that the two medicinal materials, rhubarb and thenardite, must be available. Ouyang Feifei did not hesitate at all, and called Wang Qing and asked her to send someone to the pharmacy.
Buy medicine.
"Actually, the condition is not serious. I am taking medicine just to avoid recurrence." Seeing the nervousness on Ouyang Feifei's face, Luo Ziling smiled and comforted her: "I will give her acupuncture and massage for a while, and the symptoms will disappear immediately.
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"Luo Ziling, hurry up and treat me, I'm in so much pain." Seeing Luo Ziling still joking with Ouyang Feifei, Ouyang Huihui, who was lying on the bed looking very painful, couldn't help but feel a little angry and wanted to kick him.
"Okay," Luo Ziling stopped laughing and began to prepare his own utensils. While preparing, he also asked Ouyang Feifei to help pull up Ouyang Huihui's clothes to expose her waist and abdomen.
Without any hesitation, Ouyang Feifei stepped forward and pulled up Ouyang Huihui's shirt, and then pulled her casual pants down slightly.
In this way, Ouyang Huihui's smooth and flat abdomen and pretty navel were exposed in front of Luo Ziling.
But Luo Ziling turned a blind eye to these.
After sterilizing his own silver needles, he sterilized the acupuncture points for Ouyang Huihui.
The movement was very fast, and without giving Ouyang Huihui a chance to react, he inserted two silver needles into the Guanyuan and Qihai acupoints on her waist and abdomen, and then also inserted needles into the Daju and Shimen acupoints.
After digging in, his luck began to spin, and his movements were very slow.
Because he moved quickly and identified the acupoints accurately, Ouyang Huihui, who felt pain in her abdomen, did not notice the needle piercing her body.
But when Luo Ziling's luck turned, she still felt something strange.
An external warm current slowly spread from several parts to the surrounding area. An indescribable comfort slowly came along with the warm current, and the pain gradually became lighter.
Only then did Ouyang Huihui realize that several needles had been inserted into her waist and abdomen, and Luo Ziling was treating her there, and she couldn't help but scream out.
But under Ouyang Feifei's glare, Ouyang Huihui stopped talking in time.
After about twenty minutes of acupuncture, Luo Ziling stopped. At this time, there was already sweat on his face.
Ouyang Feifei thoughtfully took a towel and handed it to him. After Luo Ziling thanked him, he took it and wiped it, wiped his hands clean, and handed it back to Ouyang Feifei.
"Do you feel better?" Luo Ziling asked Ouyang Huihui, "Is the pain less severe than before?"
Ouyang Huihui bulged her belly and felt that the pain was indeed not as severe as before. She nodded gently and said, "It's much better."
Finding that his abdomen was still exposed in front of Luo Ziling, he quickly covered it with a quilt.
"Have you always had dysmenorrhea?" Luo Ziling asked again, "Is it just this time that it's particularly severe?"
Ouyang Huihui blushed all of a sudden. She was really not used to discussing such women's issues with a man.
What's more, she never told anyone about it.
But after hesitating for a moment, she still nodded to Luo Ziling, "I always have it, but it doesn't hurt this much. I thought it was for other reasons."
"There are indeed other reasons, but it's no longer a problem. Just take the medicine I prescribed for two days and keep warm, and you'll be fine."
"Really?" Ouyang Huihui didn't believe it.
"Of course it's true," Luo Ziling began to pack his things and prepared to go back, and told Ouyang Huihui to rest first and wait until the medicine was brought back and cooked before taking it.
Ouyang Huihui did not refuse in the end and obeyed Luo Ziling's arrangement.
Ouyang Feifei sent Luo Ziling out. When she saw Luo Ziling was about to leave, she asked in a low voice: "Can you have a cup of tea before leaving? I want to tell you something. Things related to the Ling family may be useful to you.
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Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Feifei seriously and finally agreed: "Okay."