Farmer’s Blessed Girl

When Man Bao saw it, she knew it, and she asked, "Where do you live?"

"I live outside the city."

Man Bao snorted and asked, "Isn't it quite far from outside the city?"

The old man said: "Our family collects firewood for others, so I came early today, so I stopped by to see the doctor."

Man Bao nodded and said: "Then it is not easy for you to enter the city, how many more medicines shall I prescribe for you?"

The old man hesitated and did not speak.

Man Bao explained: "Your illness has been dragging on for too long, and you need to change three prescriptions to be cured, but I can only prescribe two prescriptions for you at most now, one prescription has two medicines, and one medicine takes two medicines." God, once in the morning and in the evening. Come back after you have finished taking these four medicines, and I will see the effect and give you another medicine."

After all, Man Bao thought for a while, and took a pen to write down the prescription.

Seeing this, the old man closed his opened mouth.

Man Bao handed him the prescription, and said: "Old man, you can't procrastinate this disease any longer. It's best to cure it once, otherwise you have to stop taking the medicine for a while, and it will recur and hurt the roots. You can try to cure it later. It will be difficult."

The old man took the prescription and went out. When his son saw it, he frowned and asked, "Why are there two prescriptions?"

The old man opened his mouth and said, "The doctor gave it."

The middle-aged man couldn't understand it, so he could only show it to shopkeeper Xiao Zheng. Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng took a look, then looked up at the two of them and said, "Wait a minute."

He took the abacus and came out to type, and said after a while: "It's a total of eighty-four wen."

"It's so expensive..."

Shopkeeper Xiaozheng said: "This is four medicines. Take one medicine for two days. Come and see after eight days."

"We don't want so many medicines," the middle-aged man immediately said, "Just pick up two days' worth."

Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng shook his head, "This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. I only take the medicine according to the prescription, and these are two prescriptions. One prescription is only two medicines. Take one medicine first and then the other..."

The middle-aged man talked about the prescription and said, "I'll go and talk to the doctor."

After all, he took the prescription and went back to find Man Bao. Man Bao had already received a new patient. He was a man who had a cut in his arm. He just went to the pharmacy. For emergencies, the other doctors had customers, so they stuffed it with her.

Although the person who brought the patient was full of doubts when he saw Man Bao, the family members could only shut their mouths when they saw that she picked up the scissors and cut off the man's clothes.

Man Bao cut the clothes and looked at the wound, "The cut is a bit big, I'll sew it up after cleaning."

Instruct the guy who brought them in to fetch hot water.

Seeing Man Bao looking over the wound without changing his expression, the family members turned their heads slightly unwell, and the patient turned pale, "Doctor, is my hand okay?"

After the examination, Man Bao comforted: "It's okay, there is no bone injury, and the hand will not be broken, but the wound is a bit big, so you should pay attention to cleaning it after treatment, and you can't eat anything with hair, otherwise the wound will become inflamed, and the hand will not be broken. I don’t know if it will be sawed off, it might be my life.”

Man Bao cleaned his wound with a white cloth, and wiped off the dirt around the wound. Looking at his dark fingers, she was very worried, "You must pay attention to cleaning when you go back..."

While talking, a middle-aged man squeezed in with a prescription. Seeing so many people in the room, he lost his momentum first.

Man Bao raised his eyelids and glanced at him. After telling the patient under his command, he sewed up the wound with a needle and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

"Doctor, why did you prescribe two prescriptions? Can we only grab one prescription?"

"Your father is seriously ill, and time is precious. Isn't your family outside the city? Prescribe a prescription, go home and make another one today, and another one the day after tomorrow. In order to keep taking the medicine, you have to go to the city one day in advance, and start over again." There is a consultation fee for queuing up to get a prescription," Man Bao said: "Your father has been ill for a long time, and this cough may turn into tuberculosis if it recurs, so get treated as soon as possible, knowing that you young people are busy, How about I give you the third prescription as well?"

The middle-aged man immediately said: "No, no, let's grab these two prescriptions first."

The middle-aged man gave a foolish smile to the others in the room, bowed slightly, and then left.

A family member said: "You don't want to treat your father?"

Man Bao raised his head and smiled: "It's nothing, his son is very filial, otherwise he wouldn't take his father to the inner city to see a doctor."

The family members thought about it, skipped the matter, and began to worry about his arm. Seeing that Man Bao was stitching him skillfully, but it was crooked and unsightly, they couldn't help saying: "Little doctor, I sewed it up. are prettier than you."

Man Bao said confidently: "Impossible, sewing people is different from sewing clothes..."

Her skill was recognized by Imperial Physician Fan, and she practiced it on anthropomorphic patients day and night after seeing Imperial Physician Fan sew Ji Hao.

Although she can only sew skin and flesh now, and the internal organs are still a little uncertain, but now the patient only needs her to sew skin and flesh, right?

Man Bao retracted the needle perfectly, appreciating her masterpiece and nodding slightly before giving him the medicine.

The wounded thought she was a little scary.

Man Bao was administering medicine to him, when the shopkeeper Zheng Da opened the curtain and came in, "Little Doctor Zhou, there are trauma patients..."

As soon as he came in, he saw Man Bao applying medicine, and he also saw the sutured wound, he paused for a moment and then smiled: "As expected, I have studied under Mrs. Fan, Doctor Zhou's stitching is really good .”

How many rabbits or pig legs have been cut to practice this technique?

Man Bao didn't say that he had not only learned medicine from Fan Tai, but also from Teacher Mo.

However, Mr. Mo is very disdainful of suture in his words. Compared with the surgery he said, he prefers internal medicine.

But Man Bao has never been picky. She thinks that whether it is internal medicine or surgery mentioned by Teacher Mo, or ulcer doctor and doctor mentioned by Dr. Fan, she thinks it is good to be able to cure diseases and save lives.

Keke also said that Mr. Mo and Physician Fan are very strange. It should be said that all human beings are very strange. They are obviously the same people and do the same things, but they divide the things they do into different levels.

Man Bao, who is also a human being, was as confused as Keke at first, but after a long time, he gradually understood.

But understanding does not mean agreeing.

Shopkeeper Zheng Da stood aside and watched Man Bao neatly apply the medicine and bandage him up, and then sat down and prescribed the medicine for him.

"Will you take the medicine yourself?"

The injured immediately shook his head.

"What I'm asking is can your family give you medicine?"

The wounded man looked up at his brother. His brother looked at it for a while, then struggled and said, "Doctor, why don't we come over every day and you change it for him?"

"Okay, then I'll prescribe a pair of medicine for you, and you don't have to come every day. The medicine is changed every other day. The decocted medicine is taken in the morning and evening. One medicine can be decocted for two days."

See you tomorrow