"Little girl, which family do you belong to?" At this time, the coachman's voice came from outside the car. It seemed that he was almost there.
"The fourth household in the third row in front of the village." Zhu Qing answered hurriedly.
"Huh..." The car stopped steadily.
Zhuqing quickly got out of the car and strode home.
"Mother, mother, I have invited Dr. Qian back!" she said as she walked.
The light inside the thatched house was very dark. The coachman, Doctor Qian and the young woman followed Zhuqing into the low and low house. It took a while to get used to the dimness in the house.
I saw a woman in her thirties, with a sallow complexion, sitting beside a simple bed made of wooden boards, holding an equally skinny child in her arms.
She had a sad look on her face. When she saw Zhu Qing, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a trace of anger appeared on her face: "Qing'er, have you invited Dr. Qian?"
After she finished asking, without waiting for Zhuqing's answer, she said hurriedly: "Please ask Dr. Qian to take a look at Shan'er! It's been a long time, and the breath coming out of Shan'er's nose is burning..." She then looked
When the group of people who came in with Zhu Qing arrived, they couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Qingya, why are there so many people? Who is Doctor Qian?"
Then she became very uncomfortable. According to the rules in the countryside, all guests came to the door, but at this moment she had no intention and no way to entertain the guests.
She muttered something in a low voice and said, "Everyone, sit down, sit down..."
However, this room is too small. In addition to an earthen stove, the only thing in the room is this simple wooden bed. There is no place for people to sit down.
Zhu Qingniang showed a hint of unexpected embarrassment on her face.
The young woman saw her embarrassment, but she didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, she said to Doctor Qian: "Hurry and see if the child is okay."
She calmly helped Zhu Qingniang out.
When Zhu Qing entered the door, he walked directly behind the earthen stove and lit a fire. No matter how country people are, they always have some etiquette to entertain guests. Zhu Qing planned to boil some hot water immediately and even give them some to drink.
Water is also considered a complete etiquette.
She lit a fire, and the room became much brighter, making the originally dark and damp room feel a little more comfortable.
And through the firelight, she also saw Doctor Qian's frown.
After checking her brother Zhushan's pulse and looking at the tongue coating, he shook his head worriedly: "This child, with such a severe fever and no foundation, may be difficult to save."
He couldn't help but say this, and Zhu Qingniang's tears fell like dropped beads: "Doctor Qian, please do a good job and help me Shan'er! Please!"
Doctor Qian frowned and sighed: "If this disease had come to me from the beginning, it might have been too late. It has been delayed for so long. Unless Daluo Jinxian, I really can't guarantee it!"
Zhu Qingniang wiped her tears with her hands and couldn't help but sob: "I looked at the baby a few days ago and it was fine. It wasn't too hot. I asked my doctor Sun to use some herbs. Who knew the medicine was not right?"
Well, this child is suffering from a fever. It was because Zhuqing thought of you today that she came here to invite you. You said it was difficult to cure, so pitiful for my mountain baby! It’s all your mother who delayed you...
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She was crying so hard that if she hadn't been holding the child in her arms, she would have knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
The young woman looked on and frowned, then turned to Doctor Qian and said, "Don't worry about whether they can be saved or not. You just need to take the medicine now. I paid for the medicine for them! It's always a life!"
After hearing what she said, Doctor Qian finally made up his mind as if he was relieved: "Since you have said so, madam, then I will try my best to give it a try!"
As he spoke, he opened the medicine box he carried with him, took out a tube of silver needles, and inserted it into Zhushan, who was unconscious on the bed.
While Zhu Qing watched the fire, he secretly paid attention to the site where he inserted the needle.
As a graduate of traditional Chinese medicine who traveled to this time and space, Zhuqing said that she was also helpless.
This family was very poor, but there was a sick person. The adults in the family managed to earn money, and almost all of it was spent on medicine.
It's a pity that she has medical skills, but she can't use them at all.
Little girl Zhuqing's family knew her own affairs. Her whole family was illiterate. If it were so easily revealed that she was literate and had medical skills, she would be burned as if she was possessed by a demon.
You know, in Xiuzhu Village, there are still people who don’t go to the doctor when they are sick, but just go to the goddess!
Compared with that kind of family, Zhuqing's parents are pretty good. At least they know how to hire a doctor for their children.
Hegu, Fengchi, and Yongquan, as Doctor Qian inserted needles one by one, there was finally movement in the unconscious Zhushan.
His eyelids moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Mom..." He made a weak voice.
"Shanwazi, Shanwazi, you're awake!" Zhu Qingniang was overjoyed to see her youngest son awake.
She immediately held his hand, her hands trembling with excitement.
Seeing Zhushan regaining consciousness, Doctor Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay to finally wake up. However, his fever has not gone away, so he still needs to take medicine properly, otherwise he will have to take a medicinal bath." Doctor Qian said while writing on the broken table next to the earthen stove.
Made a recipe.
Of course, he carries paper and pen with him.
When she got the prescription, Zhu Qingniang was still in a daze. She never expected that her little son would be saved, and so quickly!
After such a long time, Zhuqing has also boiled the water.
She picked up two fairly intact chipped coarse porcelain bowls and poured a bowl of boiling water for each of Doctor Qian and the young woman.
"There is really no entertainment at home, so you two can drink some hot water!" Zhu Qing said this and couldn't help but blush.
Then he said to Dr. Qian: "Doctor Qian, can you let me do something for you to offset the consultation fee?"
When she mentioned the consultation fee, Doctor Qian waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no need. With your family's situation, the consultation fee is not needed. By the way, I don't think you may have the money to pay for that medicine, so I'll write you a note.
, you can go directly to the pharmacy in town to get it! I still have some pills here that he can take first."
As he spoke, he felt a little painful and took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Zhu Qing.
He had been scolded by the young woman before, so of course he did not dare to accept any more medical fees. As for taking out the pills and generously helping them pay for the medicine, he did so specifically to show it to the young woman.
"Thank you, Doctor Qian! However, although our family is poor, we are determined not to accept your help in vain! Doctor Qian, can you let me work in your house for a while to repay the money!" Zhu Qing thanked her hurriedly, while
She persisted in putting forward her own ideas. Although she knew that Dr. Qian Bingren had such a good performance and had an inseparable relationship with the young woman, she still wanted to thank him for his good deeds.
Moreover, she was not prepared to accept help from others for no reason. When she went to ask Dr. Qian, she made a calculation in her mind. In order for her knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine to be effective, she must have a legitimate doctor.
From the beginning.
Now, working as a helper at Dr. Qian's house was the best way she could think of. On the one hand, she could use her work to pay for the medicine, and on the other hand, she could slowly bring her proficiency in medical science to the fore.