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"This leg hurts so much when it's cloudy and rainy. I couldn't stand the pain a few days ago. Yesterday, I heard Niu Er's wife said, you can bring the dead back to life. I just want you to Let me take a look at my leg, can it be saved?"

Old Man Wang is very thin, with a wrinkled face, and is very tall, 1.8 meters tall. When he walked in, he dragged one leg. Now he is sitting on the edge of the kang, and his whole body has shrunk to 1.6 meters.

His face was very ugly in pain, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"Have your hands been hurting for several years?" Meng Wantang walked over and didn't look at the old man's legs, but stared at the old man Wang's hands.

The finger joints are red and swollen, and may even become deformed.

Old Man Wang didn't expect that Meng Wantang looked at his hands first, and was stunned: "Yes, my wife and I are like this. Her hands are more deformed than mine. It's all because of working too much." This is like this. When I was young, my wife used to wash clothes and exposed herself to cold water a lot. Now, whenever she touches cold water, she gets itchy and painful. My symptoms are much milder than hers. Her legs also hurt."

"Uncle, your disease cannot be cured." Even with surgery, it cannot be cured.

Meng Wantang made it clear to the old man in advance.

Old Man Wang said nonchalantly: "Can you prescribe some painkillers? It won't hurt so much when it rains on a cloudy day. As long as I can get on the kang and work."

Even though this is the case, I still want to work.

Meng Wantang felt panicked, and then smiled bitterly.

What do you eat if you don't work?

From adults to children, there is no one who doesn't work.

"Is this all you want?" Meng Wantang moved the table over, took another towel, folded it skillfully and put it on the table, "Come on, Second Grandpa, put your wrist here and I will take your pulse. .”

Old Man Wang was surprised: "You girl, can you still feel your pulse?"

"These are all basic skills. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling, and pulse counting is a palpable diagnosis. If you can't learn to diagnose pulse, how can you treat people?"

Meng Wantang held Old Wang's pulse with her wrist. She was smiling at first, but the next second she became expressionless and extremely serious. Old man Wang is old and trusts the old Chinese medicine doctor. When he saw Meng Wantang's stern face, he was not only not afraid, but also felt that this little girl had something.

Calm and atmospheric.

That's pretty reliable.

Old Man Wang didn't say anything either. Goudan and Gou Sheng sat aside and looked at him curiously.

Lu Qingye looked very calm. Meng Wantang gave him an injection and the effect was obvious. There is still a plaster made by Meng Wantang on his waist. It has to be said that Meng Wantang has something.

Within a minute of applying the plaster, my waist no longer hurts.

"Second Grandpa, from now on, you come here every day. I will give you a course of acupuncture and massage first, and then I will prescribe you some medicine. You go to the health center above to take medicine. We will see the effect in ten days." Meng Wan Tang said, looking for paper and pen.

Last time I went to the market, Meng Wantang bought a lot of paper and pens.

When school started and she had to send Goudan and Gou Sheng to school, she sewed the cut paper together with needle and thread and used it as a notebook for the children.

Unexpectedly, the children haven't used it yet, so she used it to prescribe medicine first.

"And massage?"

Old Man Wang was not very embarrassed.

Meng Wantang looked up, frowned and said in a serious tone, "Don't you have time? Second Grandpa, if your illness continues, you will be paralyzed on the kang and unable to get up. Please roll up your trouser legs."

Old man Wang is very obedient now.

Meng Wantang took out the needle and sterilized it, wiped it on Old Wang's leg with alcohol, and started inserting the needle. Steady needle insertion can reduce the patient's pain. Meng Wantang is not a newbie and is very skilled in the technique.

If Old Man Wang hadn't watched the needle go in, he wouldn't have felt anything.

If someone understands traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, they will definitely exclaim when they see Meng Wantang's techniques.

Burning Huoshan and Tou Tianliang are the most admired acupuncture techniques. If you master these two techniques, you will definitely be a master.

It's no exaggeration to say it's a miracle.

Meng Wantang was fully focused and her hands were steady and fast. It felt like she was not giving acupuncture to others, but like she was performing a mysterious skill.

This was the volcano-burning needle technique she used in this world. Unexpectedly, it felt good.

"You have to wait here for a while." Meng Wantang stopped and said, "The needle will be removed after 10 minutes. Please rest for a while."

"Is this all over?" Old Man Wang was startled.

Meng Wantang asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"I feel that my leg is warm." Old man Wang looked serious. After feeling it carefully, he said excitedly, "Dr. Meng, my leg doesn't seem to hurt anymore. It's amazing!"

When Meng Wantang heard that he had been upgraded to Doctor Meng, he immediately smiled and said, "Second Grandpa, am I great?"

"Awesome! Those Mongolian doctors in our health center are not as good as you!" Old Wang's legs no longer hurt, and his energy suddenly improved, "No, I have to tell our team leader tomorrow to let you go to the health center too Go live. You said you are such a great doctor, why are you working in the fields?"

"Can I also go to the health center?" Meng Wantang was startled.

Old Man Wang said: "Why can't you go? The doctors in our health center are all promoted by our brigade. They have no money, but they have work points."

Meng Wantang really didn't know it was so easy to go to work at the health center.

No wonder a nurse with no skills like Tang Huifang was able to work at the health center that day.

"Then if I can go, thank you."

After Meng Wantang finished massaging the old man's legs, the rain outside stopped.

Old man Wang stood on the ground, held his waist and ouched twice.

"Second Grandpa, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Meng Wantang hurriedly stepped forward to help the person.

Old Man Wang smiled and waved his hands: "I can't do it anymore. I'm old and my waist can't do it anymore."

"You also have back pain?"

"It's an old problem. Just lie down for a while and it will be fine." Old Man Wang said nonchalantly.

"Wait a moment."

Meng Wantang opened the cabinet, took out the newly made plasters, and handed two plasters to Old Man Wang.

"This is a plaster I made myself. You can take it back and put it on."

Old man Wang was too embarrassed to take it, so Meng Wantang stuffed the plaster in without saying a word: "Don't dislike it."

"Hey! How could I dislike it?"

Old Wang didn't have any money in his pocket, so he thought to himself that he would find the team leader when he got back later and ask Lu Guangjun to arrange for Meng Wantang to work in the health center.

When Old Man Wang returned home, Old Woman Wang was sitting on the kang, unable to get up from the bed.

"What's wrong? Your waist hurts again?" Old Man Wang knew the old habit had returned when he saw the old woman acting like this.

Mrs. Wang is not tall, and she is an old lady with bound feet. She has been working hard for many years, and her face is very tanned. Those old eyes were filled with pain, and they didn't even want to speak.

"Turn over and I'll put a plaster on you."

Old man Wang had two plasters in his hand and planned to put them on the old woman.

"Why did you buy this thing? It doesn't work." Mrs. Wang felt very distressed.

"It doesn't cost any money. Just turn it over quickly and I'll put it on for you to try."

At Old Man Wang's urging, Old Woman Wang turned over with her hands on her waist. Old man Wang took off his clothes and put the plaster on her.