Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe was the first to rush to the scene of the accident, which was unexpected by Xiao Yuchun.Song Mingzhe, who didn't do much exercise and only kept in good health, was out of breath after strenuous running, like a bellows in the shape of a human being. His hair was disheveled but he didn't care about it at all. He looked at Xiao Yuchun with pure concern in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Song Mingzhe looked Xiao Yuchun up and down, and he was relieved that he didn't find any trauma. Although his eyesight was very good because of the advantage of crossing over, but the distance was too far just now, it looked like Xiao Yuchun and He Qifeng rolled together Under the horse's hooves, his hairs stood on end in fright.

Xiao Yuchun shook his head, trying to move He Qifeng with difficulty, but Song Mingzhe stopped him loudly. He never thought that Song Mingzhe, who had always spoken softly, would make such a loud voice.

Song Mingzhe inspected He Qifeng's ribs and limbs under He Qifeng's strange gaze, and he was also thankful in his heart for the clear and clean old man on the court, so he can do whatever he wants with any injury or illness.If it were Zhuzhu and her handkerchief handkerchiefs who did their own thing, my grandfather would have used his thin back to let him come to the door with thorns on his back, and marry the girl by the way.

Fortunately, there is no fracture, but the arm seems to be dislocated, and the face is scratched a little, so it can't be used as talk. In case the rib is broken and penetrates the internal organs, or there are bone fragments left in the body, it needs to be brewed in the previous life He expressed a dignified expression and repeatedly communicated with his family members.

"Fortunately, there is no fracture, just a dislocation. Give me your hand." Song Mingzhe stretched out his hand to He Qifeng very naturally.

He Qifeng just complained in his heart without rolling his eyes, he is really a well-mannered person.If it were a more arrogant little official, he would probably have bared his teeth and cursed at others long ago. You are a couple, and you speak exactly the same. !

Ever since, Xiao Yuchun, who was kind and considerate, let He Qifeng, who was unable to exert himself, lean on his shoulder, and explained the reason to him in a low voice.

"This young master is the grandson of the old man Song of Baicaotang. Although he has not been in the hall yet, his medical skills are also highly valued by his father." Song Mingzhe is very sure and sure that Xiao Yuchun is talking nonsense. He has never even met King Duan, okay? .But to be able to talk nonsense so righteously, this level of superficial skill is still admirable.

Everyone slowly gathered around, discussing whether to carry He Qifeng to see a doctor.

Song Mingzhe pushed away the strong men with their necks hooked impatiently, "What are you looking at, she's not a flower girl, get out of the way, don't delay my treatment and rescue."

"It may hurt a little. You have the right to remain silent, but every yell you yell will be heard by the people around you." Although Song Xiaoguan, who is hanging the pot to help the world, has a beautiful face, why are the words so exciting? What about human impulse?Where did Yu Chun find this wonderful thing?He Qifeng nodded, looking around, he saw all the bureaucrats who hang out on weekdays, and thought to himself that if I yelled like a woman, I would just stop going out and messing around.

"Inhale! Exhale! Inhale! Exhale!" With two clicks, Song Mingzhe's movements were unambiguous, and he quickly and firmly connected He Qifeng's dislocated arm. What did the news in the previous life say? In the first-class orthopedic hospital in Beijing, you were beaten to death by doctors and nurses. There was a comment below that said coolly, once the orthopedic doctor made a move, you still want to go out completely?That little injury was scratched out by a group of people with cotton swabs, right?

Ahem, it's getting too far away, it is said that Song Mingzhe solved He Qifeng's dislocation in three steps, and the eyes of the onlookers instantly changed.It can't be seen that this young doctor has a gentle appearance, but he has such a skill, okay, young man, he is much better than a bone-breaking doctor, and thoughts like this linger in the hearts of the masses.

Coupled with the similar incidents that happened later, Song Mingzhe's reputation among the masses actually spread from word to mouth, and somehow it reached the ears of General Xiao Gu and his father, who almost tied him up as an army doctor all the way west. That's it.

Let's talk about the moment, after Song Mingzhe helped He Qifeng, he shook his head and moved his muscles and bones, and told the latter casually, "Recently, you should pay attention to it. It is best not to use your right hand for strenuous exercise. In case of habitual dislocation, it will cause great harm to the body." gone."

The traditional virtues of the Chinese nation include not leaving a name for good deeds, but it is a pity that Song Mingzhe does not have this virtue.The most important thing in the service industry is customer resources.What kind of customers bring profits, high-end customers.So Song Mingzhe handed over his grandfather's name badge to the surrounding officials and eunuchs very enthusiastically, saying that Baicao Hall is both internal and external, and the quality is guaranteed.

After everyone hastily cleaned up the chaotic venue, the He family servant who rushed over from outside the venue hurriedly wanted to take the master back to the house. He Qifeng suddenly turned around and said to Xiao Yuchun, "You owe me the sugar man, and I will pay for it one day." return."

Xiao Yuchun looked at He Qifeng calmly, with a calm smile to pick up their unfinished conversation, "Waiting for you anytime."

He Qifeng took a deep look at Xiao Yuchun, then turned around, supported the boy's shoulder, and limped away without looking back.

"Why do I think the relationship between you two is unusual?" Song Mingzhe, who has a chaotic nature, stood beside Xiao Yuchun, followed his gaze to look at He Qifeng's back, and stroked his smooth chin without stubble, "If you don't If I know you, I will definitely say that you have always abandoned him!"

Xiao Yuchun gave him a phoenix look, took out his inseparable fan from his sleeve, and posed in a romantic and suave pose.Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and said that you, an old man, just got off the horse and tossed about. Your clothes are disheveled, your temples are disheveled, and your face is going to be marked as a crime of disrespect. Go home and reflect for half a month.Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuchun sighed and said, "When I was young, my fourth sister looked very similar to me, and she often pretended to be me and slipped out to play. It was probably my fourth sister who robbed He Qifeng's sugar man, not me, and I don't know what happened at that time Let him never forget it, Fourth Sister never mentioned it to me."

"The fourth sister was accused of marriage by the officials the day before yesterday, otherwise I would rather fulfill them." Xiao Yuchun's voice gradually dropped, and it seemed that many things he didn't want to say were blown away with the wind while sighing.

"If your sister still looks like you now, then she probably won't be able to get married." Song Mingzhe held Xiao Yuchun's face in both hands, and began to study it up and down.No matter how you look at the facial features, they are all handsome. Even if they are on a man's body, even if he wears armor and is in command, he can only be called a jade-faced young general, far from being able to deter the enemy.But having said that, even if General Gu is good-looking and wears a ghost mask in battle, he is still inferior to the King of Xixia. It is said that the King of Xixia is three feet tall, red-haired, red-eyed, three-headed and six-armed.

Xiao Yuchun coughed twice, and Song Mingzhe realized that something was wrong with his movements, and some eyes wandered three feet around him. He let go of Xiao Yuchun's face, still sighing in his heart, such a picture It is a pity that the standard face cannot be sent to the previous life to provide a template for the plastic surgery industry.

Song Mingzhe pointed to the Dawan Liangju in the mud nest beside him, "What about this horse?" Zhuifeng, who was lying on the ground alone because of his injury, kept neighing in the direction He Qifeng was going away, covered in muddy water, Unable to get up, the hero's end is nothing more than that.

"Bury it on the spot. A horse with a broken leg can't be kept, not to mention that he injured its owner." Xiao Yuchun casually ordered someone to bury him on the spot.

"Stop!" Song Mingzhe made a fuss and asked people to stop, "How do you know if you don't even try? If He Qifeng fell and blamed his own horse, wouldn't it be necessary to dig three feet into the ground when he fell? Let me try Try it." Song Mingzhe rolled his sleeves, showing the posture of going to a big fight, Xiao Yuchun left behind a sentence that hit the south wall, turned around and left.

From that day on, Song Mingzhe walked for an hour and a half from his home to the stadium every day, trying to give him bones, feed him water, alfalfa and bean cakes.It took Song Mingzhe three days for Zhuifeng's attitude from trying to stand away from Song Mingzhe and falling down repeatedly, to slowly accepting the food thrown at his mouth.On the fourth day, Zhuifeng was willing to drink water from Song Mingzhe's hands.Song Mingzhe touched Zhuifeng's mane, and couldn't help feeling the wonder of the Creator that there was such a perfect creature.However, Zhuifeng's leg injury is not optimistic.Song Mingzhe has treated dogs for fractures. The premise is that the dog has a strong self-healing ability, and the dog is very suitable for lying down.But horses can't do it. Zhuifeng always tries to stand up or walk a little more vigorously when his legs get better, and the result is often a painful fall again.

Song Mingzhe rubbed his temples, hating himself for not knowing horse language.He teases Zhuifeng with dogtail grass, and Zhuifeng always looks melancholy at his kind running in the distance, his eyes full of envy.All Song Mingzhe can do is to wash and brush frequently to keep Zhuifeng clean, and occasionally bring pine nut candy to make him happy for a little while.

On this day, he dragged his heavy legs on the way home again, and what echoed in his mind was the popular folk songs from his previous life, falling in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home.A creature like a horse is probably born to be a free creature running on the wilderness. He began to doubt whether his actions were right. Was he just continuing his pain in vain?Song Mingzhe suddenly had a wit, thinking of those patients in his previous life who lived in vain in the obvious pain. He also asked himself whether such a qualityless life was worth it.

He cleared his throat, and leisurely sang a passage from Wuchang, "It's hard to let go! Even if you, the iron wall! Even if you, the emperor's relatives and relatives" is to give himself courage on the night road.

"Xiao Langjun, Xiao Langjun, wake up!" Passing by a carriage, she vaguely saw a few women on it who seemed to be very anxiously playing with a child.

"Do you need a doctor? I'm a doctor, I can help!" Song Mingzhe ran towards the carriage in three steps at a time. The woman in the carriage seemed to hesitate for a moment, but the car stopped in front of Song Mingzhe after a while. He lifted the curtain and entered without hesitation.

It was very spacious inside, and there were two people who were obviously wet nurses with tear stains on their faces, and a boy who was covered in silk and dressed up delicately.The boy's face turned blue, as if he was not breathing well.Song Mingzhe saw a plate of jujubes on the coffee table, "Choked?" Before finishing speaking, he reached out to pick up the child, and the two nannies were obviously still hesitant.

Song Mingzhe couldn't help raising his voice, "Song Mingzhe is in the Baicaotang, please give him to me quickly, or it will be just a moment."

The two nannies looked at each other, Song Mingzhe's palms sank, and he hugged the boy in his arms.

Heimlich first aid method, Song Mingzhe held his breath, grabbed the boy from behind, punched the abdomen with his fist, once or twice, the boy spit out half a jujube with a wow, and began to sob and cry. Mother stretched out her hand for a hug.

If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down. In the next chapter, it is a bounden duty for a doctor to save people, and he does not want to be famous in the world.