Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Like treating Mr. Cheng and the others in the household province before, the treatment of these difficult and miscellaneous diseases generally uses acupuncture and medication in parallel. Meng Zezhi uniformly divides it into two stages of treating the symptoms and treating the root cause.

Treating the symptoms is to treat the serious complications caused by these diseases, because the patient's physical condition is always changing day by day with the deepening of the treatment, and the prescription needs to be changed at any time, so Meng Zezhi does not prescribe detailed prescriptions at this stage. Patients must come to their homes for treatment.

At the stage of treating the root cause, the patient's condition has stabilized, so there is no need to pay so much attention.Meng Zezhi prescribes a good prescription, and the patients take it home to make their own medicine and decoct it. They come over every one or two weeks for acupuncture, and then change to a new prescription according to the situation.

After practice makes perfect, Meng Zezhi is not worried that the prescriptions will be leaked, because without his acupuncture and moxibustion, those prescriptions will be of little use even if they are in the hands of caring people, and he also believes that, at least in China, there should not be any People dare to steal his prescriptions without his consent, after all, his patients are not ordinary people.

——In this way, the Lu family will become lively.

It's a pity that Meng Zezhi's cultivation is limited, and he can only give acupuncture to two or three patients a day at most, and no more will be enough. In addition, these patients mostly suffer from difficult and miscellaneous diseases, which are quite troublesome to treat, so Meng You know that the volume of consultations is not large, and those who want to see him have to queue up.

Seeing that the first few people who received diagnosis and treatment gradually improved, people in the East District's trust in Meng Zezhi's medical skills instantly rose from the original four points to eight points.

Elderly people, especially those who have survived the war years, have more or less sequelae. Everyone hopes to get rid of the pain as soon as possible, so with the tacit cooperation of the East District people, it is obvious Half a month later, Meng Zezhi's reputation still hasn't spread to the Eastern District.

The reason for doing this is entirely to prevent people from outside running over to jump in line after they know about it.

Anyway, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the elderly in the family are the biggest.

After sending Mr. Hong away, Meng Zezhi looked back at Zhan Shuzhen, and realized later: "Mom, if people come and go in the family, don't you think it's too noisy."

"How could it be?" Zhan Shuzhen said with a smile: "Usually, your father and I are quite lonely at home, but now it's very lively and lively."

She was really happy for Meng Zezhi and her old friends who were able to get rid of the pain.

"That's good." Meng Zezhi smiled and nodded, showing his consideration for Zhan Shu.

"By the way, you're hungry after a hard day. If you want to eat, I'll ask Xiao Li to make it for you." Zhan Shuzhen said.

The Xiao Li in Zhan Shuzhen's mouth is a middle-aged bearded man, the chef at home, and he cooks well.

Meng Zezhi thought for a while: "I remember that in the morning, Aunt Zuo sent a Tanjie lamb, and I will eat the lamb belly in the evening."

It's better to cook lamb belly, at least Zhan Shuzhen and Lu Youheng can bite into it.

Zhan Shuzhen: "Okay, let's make another kebab."

Her great-grandson loves to eat this.

Just as he was talking, someone rushed in, out of breath: "Doctor Lin...Doctor Lin, my old man suddenly went into shock."

The person who came was the third child of the Jiang family.

"What?" Meng Zezhi frowned.

The old man Jiang he was talking about was the third patient he had dealt with, and the day before yesterday he just entered the stage of treatment for the root cause.

"what happened?"

"... When he got up in the morning, his mental state was not very good. After taking the medicine in the morning, he started to feel sleepy. He slept until just now and woke up just now. As a result, he passed out suddenly before finishing the medicine in the afternoon." Jiang Laosan was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"I'll go take a look with you." Meng Zezhi said immediately, and then hurried back to the room to pick up the medical kit.

Seeing this, Zhan Shuzhen thought for a while and followed.

When we arrived at the place, Dr. Zhao from the health department of the cadre rest center had already arrived.

"No, the old man's heart rate has dropped below [-] beats, and he must be sent to the hospital for first aid immediately, otherwise, if cardiac arrest occurs, it may lead to sudden death."

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and send the old man to the hospital..." Hearing the voice, he knew that the person who spoke had a bad temper.

"But Doctor Lin hasn't arrived yet!"

"At this time, you are still thinking about that shit Dr. Lin. If it weren't for that quack doctor, how could grandpa become like this."

"...Then, that's fine."

Just when the Jiang family finally gritted their teeth and made a decision, the youngest Jiang rushed in: "Here we come, Dr. Lin is here."

Meng Zezhi followed Jiang Laosan, and he was greeted by a fist the size of a sandbag.

"It's you who caused my grandfather to become what he is now."

"Jiang Jianyang, what are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Zezhi kicked Jiang Jianyang out.

With a bang, Jiang Jianyang fell to the ground, his face paled.

The space was quiet for a moment.

"Let me see." Meng Zezhi raised his foot and walked towards Mr. Jiang who was on the bed.

Not knowing whether Meng Zezhi's aura was too strong or something else, the Jiang family subconsciously gave way.

"You—" Jiang Jianyang clutched his stomach, panted heavily, pointed at Meng Zezhi, and was about to stand up.

Different from other Jiang family members, Jiang Lao San is also a medical worker. Although his level is limited, he has been staying at home and watching old man Jiang get better day by day, so he trusts Meng Meng more than the Jiang family. then know.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Laosan became so angry that he kicked Jiang Jianyang's ass: "Okay, Jiang Jianyang, you are promising. There are so many elders in the family. It's your turn to show off? Do you want to fight?" Hit someone?"

Unable to guard against, Jiang Jianyang knelt on the ground with a plop: "Third Uncle."

"It's useless to call Uncle Third, just kneel down obediently." Jiang Laosan hurried to Meng Zezhi's side.

Jiang Jianyang was about to argue with reason, but his father and his second uncle gave him a hard look. He shrank his neck, knelt on the ground obediently, and stared at Meng Zezhi indignantly, as if As soon as something goes wrong, rush up immediately.

Meng Zezhi put the medical kit on his back on the stool brought by Jiang Laosan, and stretched out his hand to diagnose Mr. Jiang's pulse.

"No, the old man's heart stopped beating." Doctor Zhao exclaimed.

The hearts of the Jiang family rose to their throats instantly.

Meng Zezhi withdrew his hand from Mr. Jiang's pulse, quickly opened the medical box, and took out the acupuncture bag and alcohol lamp.

"I'll help." Zhan Shuzhen immediately rolled up her sleeves.

"it is good."

The situation was urgent, and Meng Zezhi didn't bother to think too much, and directly handed over the task of disinfecting silver needles to her.

I don't know if it's because Zhan Shuzhen has worked as a nurse for a while, or because she has seen too many scenes of Meng Zezhi administering needles these days, and the two cooperate quite tacitly.

About a quarter of an hour later, following Dr. Zhao's words, "The old man has a heartbeat again", the Jiang family couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Jiang Jianyang even slumped down on the ground.

At the same time, more and more people rushed over after hearing the news.

Meng Zezhi slowed down the needle application, half an hour later, the old man's body was covered with silver needles.

He took the pen and paper from Zhan Shuzhen, wrote two big prescriptions in one breath, and then handed the prescriptions to Jiang Laosan.

Then Meng Zezhi looked at Jiang's family: "I heard from Brother Jiang that the old man happened after taking the medicine I prescribed. Is the prescription still there?"

After the person was rescued, it was time to find out which link went wrong.

"Yes." The boss of the Jiang family ran out in a hurry, and when he came back, he had an extra prescription in his hand.

Meng Zezhi took the prescription, checked it carefully three times, and frowned involuntarily.

"Doctor Lin, what's the matter?" The boss of the Jiang family looked at him with burning eyes.

"There's nothing wrong with the prescription." Meng Zezhi said, "Is there any residue left over from boiling the medicine? Bring me another pack of the medicine that hasn't been boiled."

"it is good."

After a while, the servant of Jiang's family came back with two packages.

Meng Zezhi started from the medicine dregs and checked blindly. Everyone's eyes instantly fell on Meng Zezhi's hands.

When he found a certain medicine, Meng Zezhi frowned directly. He put it in his mouth, tasted it, and spat it out again.Then he opened the package of medicinal materials that hadn't been through, and picked out a few pieces of lumpy rhizomes.

He asked, "Where did you get this medicine?"

"City Hospital." Jiang Laosan said immediately.

Because the city hospital is next to the East District.

Meng Zezhi handed him the lumpy rhizome in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "Take this and the prescription to the city hospital and ask them if this is turmeric?"

Anyone with a little brain in the room knew that the problem was caused by the medicinal materials.

Jiang Laosan's face darkened in an instant: "Doctor Lin, just tell me what's going on?"

"Mm." Meng Zezhi said with a deep breath, "The old man's illness belongs to the category of stomach pain in traditional Chinese medicine. In modern medicine, it is called peptic ulcer, so I prescribed a prescription for warming the stomach and dispelling cold. The main medicine is licorice. , coptis... cloves and turmeric, and this—”

Meng Zezhi pointed to the lumpy rhizome in Jiang Laosan's hand: "It's turmeric. Although turmeric is similar to turmeric, the former has a hard-working and warm nature, while turmeric has a hard-working and cold nature. Therefore, changing these two herbs will improve the efficacy of the medicine." Nature goes the other way, and that's one of them."

Speaking of which, how could such a low-level mistake be made in a place as big as the city hospital.

"Secondly, there is a clove in the prescription I prescribed. It is said in the Materia Medica 'Eighteen Anti-Nineteen Weige', 'Don't meet cloves and tulips', because the encounter between the two will produce serious side effects."

The Jiang family immediately turned black.

Jiang Laosan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, picked up Meng Zezhi's new prescription, and went to grab the medicine.

As if thinking of something, Jiang Jianyang, who was kneeling on the ground, looked embarrassed, and his expression instantly became sluggish.

Another quarter of an hour later, Meng Zezhi took back the silver needles that had been stuck on Mr. Jiang's body one by one.

He got up and said goodbye: "Okay, since people are fine, let's go back first."

"You see, it's quite late, why don't you stay and have dinner with Aunt Zhan before leaving." Jiang Laosan said politely.

"No, I guess dinner has already been prepared at home, so I won't bother you."

"Then look at this—" Jiang Laosan pointed to Jiang Jianyang, who was kneeling honestly beside him: "My elder nephew is good at everything, but he is a little impatient. The old man's feelings are unusual, and he has been in the army before, so he doesn't know much about the situation at home..."

Meng Zezhi couldn't understand what he meant, so he just glanced at Jiang Jianyang: "This is not an example."

It's not that he deliberately made Jiang Jianyang kneel on the ground for more than an hour, the situation is too critical, how can he remember these things.

But he didn't know what kind of turbulent waves this scene aroused in the eyes of Lu Yanfeng who was in the crowd.

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All the medical knowledge involved in this unit comes from Du Niang, if there is any error, please pat.