The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

The child nodded softly, with tears still on his face, looking so adorable.

Meng Wantang now has no resistance to children of this age.

She said to the child in a very gentle voice: "Little boy, can you let me see your hands?"

The child frowned slightly and looked like he was about to cry.

But he still nodded and agreed.

That stubborn look of wanting to cry but not wanting to is really adorable.

Meng Wantang smiled and praised him: "Baby, you are the bravest child in the world."

As she spoke, Meng Wantang's hand had grabbed the child's arm at some point, and then she moved it slightly and naturally let go.

"Okay, try to lift your arm and see if it still hurts."

Meng Wantang's nonchalant look startled the people around her.

They didn't expect that Meng Wantang would treat people so casually.

The child didn’t know what the adults were thinking. He tried to raise his arms and looked at Meng Wantang with his beautiful eyes.

"It doesn't hurt at all."

The child was about three and a half years old, and his voice was very cute.

Meng Wantang really wanted to hug the little guy, but her current health was not convenient.

Some pregnant women can not only box, do yoga, but also exercise. However, most pregnant women are very fragile. Some people can hurt their waists just by sweeping the floor. Both adults and children are in danger. Some people may give birth prematurely just by turning around or saying something.

Meng Wantang doesn't know how to lift heavy objects or hug other children.

She has to be extra careful.

"It's good that it doesn't hurt. If it doesn't hurt, come home with mom. Tell mom what you want to eat. But be careful during this period." Meng Wantang said the latter sentence to the child's mother, "If a child dislocates once and is not well protected, it will become a habitual dislocation and it will be troublesome."

The child's mother listened attentively and kept thanking Meng Wantang.

"You're welcome. Take the child back. The child was frightened today. Make him a delicious meal and comfort him."

Meng Wantang continued to treat the last patient.

The patients around me don’t have any serious illnesses, they just have a high fever and are allergic to antipyretics. I would like to ask Meng Wantang if there is any treatment method.

"You should be careful when you eat. Stretch out your hand and put it here. I'll give you a few injections. Are you afraid? If you're afraid..."

Before Meng Wantang finished speaking, the man said, "Doctor, I'm not afraid of you injecting me."

No matter how loudly the man spoke, when Meng Wantang took out the silver needle, he found that the patient's legs were trembling. A 1.9-meter-tall man, although he had a high fever, was actually afraid of needles.

"Are you afraid of needles? If you are, I won't give you the injection."

Meng Wantang asked helplessly. She was really worried that the man would faint after the injection.

The tall and strong man shook his head: "What does it mean to faint from a needle?"

You don't even know what it means to be sick of a needle, why are you shaking your head?

Meng Wantang was speechless.

She followed the patient and explained: "Needle sickness means that when my needle sticks in your hand, you will faint all of a sudden."

"Oh, then I don't get sick from needles."

The tall and strong man spoke with absolute certainty.

Meng Wantang believed it.

She took the needle and was about to prick the man's hand, but just as it touched the skin, she heard a bang.

The tall and strong man just lay on the ground.

Meng Wantang: "..."

Is this called not getting sick from needles?

Is this called not getting sick from needles?

She walked over and pinched the man's philtrum, and the man woke up immediately.

"Go back and drink more hot water, brother." Meng Wantang didn't want to give this man another injection.

The older brother didn't understand what was going on, and asked stupidly, "Can I really not get better right away?"

"Although I really want to give you an injection, you are afraid of needles, unless you don't watch it."

The tall and strong man immediately said, "Then I won't look. Give me an injection. Will I stop feeling dizzy if I don't look?"

"That's true in most cases, but I don't know about you. After all, your situation seems to be a bit serious, and it's best not to think about it in your heart."

After Meng Wantang finished speaking, the tall and strong man responded very straightforwardly.

Having suffered a loss at the hands of the big fool once, Meng Wantang didn't want to suffer a loss again.

She called the two older brothers nearby and said to them, "Do you know him? If you know him, talk to him."

Come to think of it, he actually knew the tall guy after robbing two people, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly rushed up when he fainted just now.

He was a tall guy with a simple mind, so he started chatting with the two people directly.

Meng Wantang took the needle and pricked the back of the man's hand. The man did not struggle, but just felt a little sore and swollen.

He subconsciously wanted to turn back, but Meng Wantang said sternly, "Why are you looking back? Don't look back."

The man didn't know why he was still afraid of Meng Wantang. He did whatever Meng Wantang said. If Meng Wantang didn't let him turn back, he really didn't turn back.

A few needles were inserted and then stopped for a while.

Meng Wantang saw that the time was almost up, so he took out the needle.

"There's a thermometer here. Everyone go take your temperature and see if it's still high."

Before the tall guy understood what was going on, he felt like it was over. He came over just to chat.

At this moment, Meng Wentao asked him to take his temperature, so he took the thermometer and took it seriously. Others also wanted to see if this guy's temperature had dropped.

It only takes three to five minutes to take your temperature.

When the time was up, the tall man took the thermometer, checked the temperature, and said in surprise, "36 degrees?"

"Very good, the temperature has subsided. You can go now. Have a good rest and drink plenty of hot water when you return."

Meng Wantang said as she tidied up the things on the table.

I don't plan to continue seeing the doctor.

"Is it really gone? Wow, my God! Chinese medicine is really amazing, the mysterious Oriental people are so amazing!"

"I also want to go to that mysterious country and see what magical methods they use to quickly reduce the fever of people with high fever."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you feel any pain anywhere? What happened to you fainting just now?"

Everyone asked questions about the tall man.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Do you feel controlled?"

As soon as this question was asked, the tall man's face darkened and he asked fiercely: "What do you mean, kid? What do you mean I'm being controlled by someone? I just..."

"Just what? You fainted just now. Aren't you being controlled?"

A man is afraid of needles, which is really embarrassing if word gets out.

But the doctor is really a very good doctor.

If it weren't for this doctor, he would have suffered for a long time if he had a high fever.

The tall man said in a buzzing voice: "Do you know what needle phobia is? I was needle phobia just now. Just now, because of needle phobia, the doctor didn't want to see me. Didn't you see it?"

He raised his arm with an unhappy look on his face, clenched his fist and said to the man: "Don't let me see you here again. Otherwise, I will twist your head off and break your legs."

He turned around and said loudly to Meng Wantang: "Doctor, have you seen this person? This person doesn't believe that you are a good person, and he also slandered you for controlling me. Don't treat him when he comes next time."

Meng Wantang had long known that not everyone welcomed her, but now that someone finally stepped forward, she was actually very happy.

She glanced at the man in front of her, who looked very unpleasant.

Meng Wantang immediately recognized my appearance.

"Sir, since you doubt my medical skills, then don't come to me for treatment. This will benefit you, me, and everyone else."

Meng Wantang also responded in a very polite and courteous manner.

The others who hadn't left yet also looked at the man with unfriendly expressions.

The man knew that he would not get any benefit, so he left in shame.

This was not a big deal, but after Lu Qingye came back, he specifically asked a few questions.

Meng Wantang explained: "I am not money, everyone likes me. Some people like me, and naturally some people hate me. Besides, this is not a big deal, don't worry."

Lu Qingye thought about what happened in the past and pinched his brows with a headache.

He had lived such a peaceful life in the past few years that he almost forgot about Meng Wantang's unlucky physique.

"Be careful. If it doesn't work, don't treat people."

Lu Qingye's words were not very tactful. He also glanced at Meng Wantang cautiously, worried that Meng Wantang would be angry.

Meng Wantang was not angry. She looked up at him with the corner of her mouth curled up.

"Look, you're exhausted after this day, yet you're still concerned about me. Don't worry, I'll stay at home and won't go anywhere."

Meng Wantang said this, but the next day he honestly told everyone that he would not see anyone anymore.

The local people asked in confusion: "Doctor Meng, what happened? Why don't you continue to see patients?"

"Oh, it's like this, I bought a house in your place and it needs to be renovated, so I have to go over and take a look."

Meng Wantang was originally treating everyone's illness out of boredom, but now that he has something to do, everyone feels embarrassed to interrupt her work.

There was no cooking at home in the evening, so Lu Qingye went to the cafeteria to get some food.

"Did you tell them today that you won't treat them anymore?"

Meng Wantang looked at the relieved expression on the man's face and clicked her tongue twice.

"You're worried about my safety. Besides, I've basically treated all the illnesses of the local people. There's no point in seeing more of them. But if you really have an emergency, you must go to the hospital. Only those with minor illnesses and pains who don't need to go to the hospital will come to me."

"It's only been a few days, and you've managed to treat all the illnesses of everyone around here?" Lu Qingye was surprised.

"Yes."

"But don't you only let me watch it for four hours a day?"

Meng Wantang blinked in confusion: "It's not an operation, just taking the pulse and inserting a few needles. It doesn't take too long."

Lu Qingye frowned.

Why did he remember that other doctors didn't treat patients so quickly?