The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 505 Specialized Treatment of Trauma (Part [-])

  "Old Li, you still understand me!
  Old Han, as long as you give me enough face outside, I can call you aunt when I get home. "

  Since getting married, Wang Qianjin has become a lot happier, but it is not without problems.

  Han Xiuqi has a hot temper, and she has developed the habit of solving problems by taking action. She opens her mouth and takes action regardless of the situation.

  During the wedding period, Wang Qianjin didn't care much about the reputation of being henpecked. According to what he said, how can you, who have never seen the world, know about my happiness?
  But he did too much about plundering the formation, especially after Han Xiuqi was sent to him by Li Huaide, and there were unpleasant moments between the two. Wang Qianjin couldn't stand up to her outside, so he had to suffer a loss.

  Therefore, his reputation as a henpeck was also spread in the circle. Li Shengli saw this, so he took action decisively.

  Newlyweds don't care much about external things, but as time goes by and Wang Qianjin's status rises, some small things will turn into dissatisfaction. If they accumulate too much, they will become disgusted with each other and have no way out. .

  Regarding the marriage of his eldest sister Han Xiuqi, Li Shengli had previously objectively commented that it was nothing more than clinging and speculation.

  If the eldest sister can pass her own test, she will be rich and happy for the rest of her life. If she cannot pass her own test, wealth will be indispensable, but happiness will be hard to find.

  Returning to the ordinary life, if you go back to the village and find someone to marry, or find someone to marry in the factory, it doesn't mean that you will suffer, but it will lose a lot of excitement. When you look back, you will probably be unwilling.

  Just like the distinction between farmers and workers now, if you ask a hundred people, I'm afraid more than [-]% of them want to be workers or not farmers. It will be the same in the future, the proportion will only be higher, maybe [-]%.

  In many things, as Li Shengli said, it is impossible to balance it all. You can only pull it, and if you can't pull it, it will be over. If you pull it, it will change your destiny.

  "It's done, this is between you two as husband and wife.

  Lao Wang, I will definitely go to school. I have someone at the Iron and Steel Institute. You can make me a list and we can go there tentatively.

  I praised Haikou to my sister. Wherever I go, everything is calm. It depends on them.

  Aren’t classes going to be suspended during this period? As long as classes are suspended, we will get over it. "

  Family matters are not a small matter for Li Shengli, but they are not a big deal either. The free clinic is a big deal, where there are not only Brother Tong's tasks, but also the arrangements of the leadership office.

  Li Shengli had already used the method to break the situation, but it was not very effective. Wang Qianjin was afraid that the issue of arranging health workers would be stillborn.

  Without support, Li Shengli had to go to the free clinic again, and all he had to do was force it. If something was not easy to do, he would have to force it. Either he would pay the price, or the person who stood in his way would pay the price.

  But at this time, no matter who paid the price, it was not easy to bear, or in other words, unbearable. For the next free clinic, Li Shengli was also extra careful and cautious.

  "Lao Li, if you insist on going, I can't stop you.

  But after a few days, some people are already unhappy, so don’t get into the muddy water at this time.

  My godmother is very unhappy and busy during this period..."

  After hearing Wang Qianjin's words, Li Shengli's expression changed, and he didn't force anything. He just went to the city if he couldn't go to school.

  "Sure, I'll listen to you this time, but things need to happen as soon as possible. Not only do I have to go to the free clinic, but you and Du Jiaoyang also have to report to work.

  There is no beginning or end to school affairs. If you go there, you can only report work mistakes.

  In the next period of time, you have to be careful when raiding the formation. No matter who it is, you can't stand up for them.

  If you're injured, just come to me. As for what's gone, don't worry about it. Someone will naturally take care of it.

  Remember, at this time, only care about yourself and no one else! "

  After giving Wang Qianjin the next steps, the two chatted in detail, and it was late at night. The eldest sister was still injured, so Li Shengli sent the two of them out without further delay.

  "Lao Li, is there anything else?"

  I saw that Li Shengli was frowning while talking to Wang Qianjin. This was an unusual expression. Even when he was angry, this person could only furrow his brows tightly and be done with it.

  Du Jiaoyang, who had learned how to read words and emotions from his mother in the Xie family, gave it a try.

  “It’s almost time for Uncle Chen and the others to make a decision, maybe soon, maybe it will take a while, but it won’t be past autumn.

  For family relationships, you need to increase the frequency of contact. In the past two days, you can find Wang Qianjin and ask him to get a batch of national food stamps.

  Don't go to anyone else, just go to him. There are many ways to get it. It's very easy to get a [-]-pound one. You can exchange it with him for gold bars. He will give it to you for free, but you can't ask for it for free. "

  After giving Du Jiaoyang a reminder, Li Shengli was not in a hurry to go to bed. Instead, he went to the front yard to find Xiao Hu and asked how to hide food stamps so as to avoid being linked to the spies while ensuring safety.

  This situation also stumped the mountain god on the street. If he couldn't be linked to the spies, he couldn't use some special means, such as getting shoes, belts, or other items that were difficult to inspect that could hide food stamps.

  In addition to the spy methods, it is not appropriate to just put it in socks, under insoles, or put it in pants or sew it into the waistband of pants and clothes.

  After hearing Xiao Hu's answer, Li Shengli had no choice but to go back to the house. He might as well have more tricks on his own, but after thinking about it, only socks and underpants would work.

  It's too secretive, and if you can't hide it, it will be aggravated.

  Although food stamps are strictly prohibited from being bought and sold, they still have their own circulation properties. In these days and months, we are not afraid of running out of money, but we are afraid of not having food stamps, especially when we go out.

  If you meet someone with good intentions or play rogue, you may be able to eat half a catty or four taels of food in places like cafeterias and restaurants without food stamps, but if you keep doing this trick, you will starve to death sooner or later.

  When you go out, it is best to have ten or twenty kilograms of national food stamps in your pocket. With these food stamps, you can make do with a few months by tightening your belt, because only national food stamps can buy cooking oil in other places, and its value is The price is not comparable to that of local food stamps.

  Many of the Du family's connections are bound to leave the city recently. It is of little use to bring money, and they don't dare to bring gold. The only thing Li Shengli and Du Jiaoyang can do is to get some food stamps for them.

  "Lao Li, can you tell me what you saw?"

  After entering the house, Du Jiaoyang, who was a little worried, wanted to get to the bottom of things, but all he got was a sigh from Li Shengli.

  Even between husband and wife, there is no answer to such a question, and they cannot and dare not say it.

  "Go to sleep. We'll know what happened when it comes. We can't talk about it..." Seeing that Du Jiaoyang wanted to dig deeper, Li Shengli immediately gave up her idea.

  He slept late at night. In the morning, Li Shengli wanted to stay in bed, but was driven away from sleep by the crying outside the house.

  After going out sleepily and giving medicine to a child who had been prescribed medicine, Li Shengli planned to go back and take a nap before going out to the free clinic, but was stopped by Xiao Hu who was standing aside.

  "What's wrong?"

  Their external rhetoric is that they are temporary workers at the free clinic shop, which is very effective in the city now. Li Shengli has been living here for several days, and the news that needs to be spread has long been reported by the hospital administrator and the Little Foot Detective Team. 's spread out.

  There are some who don't want to walk and often knock on the door to seek medical advice. The child was given a shot. Although the injury was not serious, it was considered an emergency. It is normal to seek medical treatment at home.

  "Uncle, this is the child who made the noise that night. This is the stone I picked up. That boy had good luck. If he hits it correctly, everyone will be dead."

  Seeing the sharp stone with a few hairs in Xiao Hu's hand, Li Shengli's face suddenly sank.

  “You’ve never finished playing with me, haven’t you?

  Take this stone to the public restroom outside, slap it on that person's back door, and put eye drops on him. I will make him uneasy for the rest of his life.

  Go ahead and avoid people..."

  After hearing his uncle Li Shengli's dirty tricks, Xiao Hu shivered on the spot before going out in a cold sweat.

  Although Li Shengli didn't have any lower limit, he was only targeting enemies of orthodoxy. For ordinary people, he still said that he would support them as long as he could.

  Even if you really offend him, you won't be beaten or not, and he will let it go. If you don't have deep hatred, you can't live and die because of a few quarrels, right?
  But if you really step on his head, then there are no rules at all.

  Even Wang Qianjin's warning is not effective, but it can confirm what he said last night, which is that each wave will get higher and higher.

  After washing his face and sobering up, he changed his clothes, carried the medicine box, and ignored Du Jiaoyang who was still lying in bed. He left Xiao Feng to look after the house, and Li Shengli went out.

  Just as he was about to make a phone call and try to contact Wang Qianjin, three young men blocked him on the road.

  "Are you a doctor?

  Come with us quickly..."

  Seeing that the speaker was a bit domineering, Li Shengli took a step back and said:

  "There is a free clinic not far ahead. You can go over there. I am a Chinese medicine doctor."

  After looking at the cuffs of several people, Li Shengli didn't follow them and refused the diagnosis.

  "There's so much nonsense. Just follow if I tell you to leave. My coworker is injured. Let's go and see if it can be cured..."

  Thinking about the task just assigned to Xiao Hu, Li Shengli did not refuse such a stubborn request for medical treatment this time, and followed them out of the alley to the street.

  "Yo……

  How did you do this? Why are you still using it on your butt?

  vomit……

  Hey!
  This is a shit bag!
  No, I can't do this. You should send the person to the hospital quickly.

  This requires fucking stitches and surgery, and no amount of hemostatic medicine can be filled into the feces bag. You guys have to watch it all by yourselves. I can’t stand it anymore..."

  After seeing the result, Li Shengli didn't feel happy at all. It was just retribution, but this method was a bit disgusting.

  Carrying the medicine box, he left the scene in a panic. Li Shengli couldn't do the work of clearing the sewer, so he could only roll as far as he could.

  Looking back, I saw that the unlucky guy was being carried away, so this situation can only be regarded as bad luck.

  Walking halfway, he met Xiao Hu, whose face was full of smell. Li Shengli waved to him and said:

  "Don't follow me today. It's interesting to look at. Go find Da Liu and ask him to find some national food stamps and get me a hundred or ten gold rings, the kind that can fit on my toes.

  If you have socks and underpants, go and buy some for me..."

  Xiao Hu, who was disliked by his uncle Li Shengli, had no choice but to flick his wrist. There were some words he had not said just now. The child only had a scratch on his head. It was because of him that he struck with the steel hammer he carried. With bent legs, a child can dodge deadly flying rocks with dexterity.

  When the group of people were at the alley, Xiao Hu discovered them. He could see clearly who made the move. Even if it was the child who was kicked open, it was he who directed the woman to knock on the door.

  Although uncle Li Shengli's methods are not very glorious, he is not a bad person. Such an uncle is worth obeying.

  Li Shengli was not in the mood to explore Xiao Hu's thoughts. He had to admit it or not. As long as his mother Zhang Ying was still alive, Xiao Hu had to be obedient. This was his fate.

  After making several calls at the phone booth, Wang Qianjin was not found. Li Shengli did not dare to go out and wander around. He found the nearest free clinic shop and sat down directly.

  Nowadays, all the well-known old Chinese medicine doctors from all over the free clinic shop have been removed. Most of the people left behind are intern doctors from various hospitals and some medical students who are about to graduate.

  Most of these people are Western doctors. The dilemma of the great inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine can be seen here. Out of ten intern doctors, nine are Western medicine.

  Serious Chinese medicine interns are at least thirty years old. As for those in their twenties, they may not have learned pulse diagnosis yet.

  An intern Chinese medicine doctor in his twenties who helped Li Shengli at the free clinic was lucky.

  In one morning, with the help of several patients, Li Shengli taught him a simple introduction to pulse diagnosis. This is such a small skill, and some people can get started simply by saying it a few times.

  Like Mr. Liu, the unlucky guy who has been trapped in pulse diagnosis all his life is just like the guy who broke the excrement bag. His luck must be so bad that gods and ghosts hate it...

  (End of this chapter)