little village doctor

Chapter 200 Asthma
It is more convincing to act openly and aboveboard.Moreover, in this way, it is easier to make a name for yourself.

Sure enough, after Chen Yi finished talking about the free clinic, the first patient came to see him soon.

It was a haggard old man, being supported by his grandson.Chen Yi could tell from the emotion in that little boy's eyes that he was desperate.

"The patient is brought here." Chen Yi helped the young boy pull out the chair so that he could bring his grandfather over to sit down. "What is the disease? Describe it in detail."

As Chen Yi said, he felt the old man's pulse.

"The doctor in the village said that grandpa suffered a hemiplegia due to a stroke, and grandpa's blood vessels also have problems." The young man lowered his head and said in a dejected tone, "We have no other relatives, so we have no money to treat grandpa."

"It's okay, I'll prescribe medicine for you and help you heal." Chen Yi relaxed a lot after taking his pulse, and the situation of the old man was not as bad as the child described.

It's just a blockage in the blood vessel that causes the inability to move.Acupuncture is combined with traditional Chinese medicine, and it will be cured after drinking for a period of time.

"Help your grandfather well, and I'll do acupuncture for him." Chen Yi took out silver needles from the corner of the table, and pierced them on several acupuncture points.

But after a while, the old man's stiff limbs began to change.

"Grandpa! Grandpa's feet can move!" The little boy noticed this slight change and shouted happily.

But Chen Yi didn't speak, but continued to give acupuncture.When all the needles are removed from the old man's body, the old man can already move like a normal person.

"Great! Great!" The boy was so happy that he almost cried, "Grandpa, you're finally better!"

"Don't get too excited. Your grandfather hasn't exercised for a long time, and his muscles are atrophied. You still need to continue to take care of him."

Chen Yi interrupted his excitement, and took out half a month's worth of medicine from the medicinal materials he brought over according to the prescription given to the old man.

"Here is half a month's worth of medicine. The shop behind me that is being renovated is my medical center, and it can be renovated in about half a month.

You take your grandfather back first, and bring him back for a follow-up visit in half a month.Don't worry, these medicinal materials are not expensive things, and the cost of medicine will not bother you. "

After hearing Chen Yi's words, the young boy was grateful and excited. He immediately settled his grandfather, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily to Chen Yi.

When the little boy left, another middle-aged woman came with a child.

"Hello doctor, my surname is Ma." The woman was a little cautious, as if she was afraid of offending Chen Yi.

"This is my eldest baby. He has been like this since he was born. His face is sallow, and he often can't breathe. Sometimes he coughs in the middle of the night, and he can cough badly."

"I took my family's eldest treasure to the hospital. The western medicine prescribed by the doctor was too expensive. We have been farming all our lives, so we couldn't afford the medicine at all.

Doctor, I beg you, please save my Dabao! "

"Ms. Ma, don't get excited!" Chen Yi took the four or five-year-old child out of her arms, "Let me see this child first."

Aunt Ma naturally listened to what Chen Yi said, and immediately handed the child in her arms to Chen Yi.

After some inspections, Chen Yi finally came to a conclusion.This child named Dabao was born with asthma.

He probably had a diagnosis in his heart, so Chen Yi told Madam Ma directly and frankly.

"Ms. Ma, your child's name is Dabao, right? He has congenital asthma."

"What? What is congenital?" After hearing Chen Yi's words, Aunt Ma was stunned on the spot, her eyes widened, and she looked like she couldn't believe it.

She also thought that the reason her eldest treasure was so weak was because she didn't take good care of her body when she was pregnant with him, which made him suffer in the womb.

For this reason, she has always felt ashamed of this child and tried her best to take care of him in life.

But he didn't want to, now Chen Yi told him that his eldest treasure was not only weak, but also suffering from a disease called congenital asthma.

"It's all mother's fault! Mom is sorry! Dabao!" Aunt Ma looked down at her son's sallow and sallow face, and couldn't help but burst into tears, crying bitterly.

"Ms. Ma, don't be so excited, calm down!" Chen Yi had a headache from her noise, so he could only frown to dissuade her.

"Yes, yes, I can't cry, my eldest treasure wants me to treat him!" Aunt Ma's breakdown came suddenly, and she calmed down very quickly.

"Doctor Chen, my eldest treasure, can his congenital asthma be cured?"

She had seen it on TV before, as long as it was a disease with the word congenital.That means it is very difficult, and the cure rate is low and the fatality rate is high.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Ma, your eldest treasure is still young and can be cured." Chen Yi was calm and calm, and his words gave Mrs. Ma a reassurance.

"I will help him with acupuncture, and then I will prescribe some medicine for him, and he will get better soon."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yi signaled Aunt Ma to get out of the way so that he could treat her son himself.

Aunt Ma received Chen Yi's hint, and immediately moved away from her seat.

I saw Chen Yi take out the silver needles and stick them densely on most of the acupuncture points on the lung meridian on the little boy's body.

Chen Yi pricked all the silver needles in his hand, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the tails of the silver needles shook wildly.

The little boy Dabao's complexion improved obviously in an instant, and the original sallowness gradually faded. Although the little face was still lacking in color due to malnutrition, it looked much fairer anyway.

"Dabao!" Aunt Ma has noticed every bit of her son's changes in her heart.Seeing such an obvious improvement, Mrs. Ma's heart is about to burst into joy.

As long as her son is fine, she is happy to do anything.

And as the silver needles gradually stopped shaking, Chen Yi also took those silver needles off the little boy's body one by one.

After the acupuncture treatment, the little boy's complexion improved obviously, and he was so sick that he couldn't even walk like before.

He happily jumped on the ground a few times, and then threw himself into his mother's arms: "Mom, I can breathe now! I can run too!"

"That's good, that's good!" Aunt Ma wept happily, hugged the child into her arms, and knelt down towards Chen Yi full of gratitude.

"Dr. Chen! Thank you for saving my son! This great kindness, our mother and son will always remember it in our hearts!"

"Ms. Ma, there is no need to say these words. Get up quickly." Chen Yi waved his hand, and had already started to get the medicine for the child named Dabao.

Like the old man before, the medicine Chen Yi prescribed to the little boy was half a month's worth.

(End of this chapter)