Rural Chinese Medicine Li Maoyang

Chapter 48
"Anyway, I won't receive you as a fan. As you can see, I'm very busy working in the field now. It's too time-consuming to see a stroke and hemiplegia!"

Li Maoyang still refused to agree to Alia, a stroke hemiplegic patient who came from Qingcheng, the capital, to see a doctor. This incident brought him a lot of ideological pressure.

Once such a patient came all the way to see him, how much impact would it have on the surrounding area!
Once it can't be cured, his reputation will be ruined by the old nose!
It is true that he has the Qihuang system, but who knows that the Qihuang system will not be effective at that time. If the system says that you have seen this disease once, the system will no longer help you?Doesn't that leave him on the dry beach?

Although the system has not made things difficult for him so far, what if?
For this mysterious system, Li Maoyang really dare not rely too much on it. He is studying medicine desperately now, just because he is afraid that one day this system will suddenly disappear.

Therefore, Li Maoyang was really worried that when the patient came all the way, the system would not help him. With his current medical skills, he really didn't dare to take over a stroke patient with hemiplegia.

Even if he has already treated a hemiplegic patient after stroke, he is self-aware in this respect.

"But Li Maoyang! I've already promised my fans!" Alia yelled, stomping her feet.

"I'm going to plow the field. We'll talk about it later!" Li Maoyang invited Alia out of the clinic, locked the door and left.

Really, who are you?What do you promise?Li Maoyang almost laughed out of anger.

But Alia's stubbornness was beyond Li Maoyang's imagination, and she followed him again on her brother-in-law's motorcycle.

Li Maoyang drove the tractor in front, and she followed behind on a motorcycle. Li Maoyang drove the tractor to plow the ground, and she ran behind chasing the plowshare.

And chirping like a magpie.

In order not to break her promise in front of the fans, she also worked hard.

Li Maoyang saw that she trampled the ground he had plowed in a mess, so he had to stop and talk to her again: "Alia, it's not that I don't agree with you, it's really... every patient with stroke and hemiplegia is different. If I can cure Aunt Han, I may not be able to cure other stroke and hemiplegia patients, you let them come so far, if I can't cure her, isn't it a waste of their money?"

So far, he can only tell the truth.

Hearing what he said, Alia directly made a video call and asked the patient's son to talk to Li Maoyang.

The patient's son is a Mongolian man in his 40s named Bilig.

"I've seen you treat that Huang Bajin, and I believe in your medical skills. Since you can cure that Aunt Han, there is a certain possibility that you can cure my father, who is also in his 60s!" Bilig said, " Of course, no one can guarantee this kind of thing, and I don't blame you if it can't be cured!"

"No..." Li Maoyang didn't know what to say.

Now, Li Maoyang is afraid of ruining the medical name he finally earned!
But he couldn't say that.

The great doctor is sincere, how can he not accept patients because he is afraid of ruining his reputation?

"Don't worry, even if you can't cure my dad, I will pay your medical expenses!" Bilig said again.

"But I'm busy with farm work these days, you can talk about it later." Li Maoyang evaded again.

"Illness waits for no one, my elder brother. Since my father has been paralyzed, his body has collapsed very badly. If he dies, there will be serious problems! Brother, in this way, I will give you a subsidy for missing work for your farm work, and you take the money You can also hire someone to do it!" Bilig said again.

Speaking of this, Li Maoyang really had no excuse to shirk, he could only say: "Okay then, you bring the patient over and let me have a look."

What Li Maoyang meant was to see if the system would help him again this time.

"Thank you, thank you! I'm going to take my dad there right away!" Bilig said hurriedly.

Li Maoyang nodded feebly, feeling overwhelmed.

"You bastard, you listen to what other people say, why don't you listen to what I say!" Alia on the side put away her mobile phone and said to Li Maoyang bitterly.

Get out, get out, get out!
Li Maoyang cursed in his heart, but after all he didn't have the nerve to say it out of his mouth.

"Don't run after me, you've trampled the ground!" Li Maoyang roared.

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Alia said, ran to the ground, got on the motorcycle and left.

"This obsessive goblin!" Li Maoyang muttered looking at Alia's back, and then started plowing the field again.

Plowing the ground, he suddenly remembered what Alia said about studying medicine with him, didn't he?What kind of medicine does a shepherd girl study?He shook his head and thought, but didn't take it to heart.

This continued plowing until dusk, and Li Maoyang dragged his exhausted body back home.

"I'll plow tomorrow. If you want to study medicine, concentrate on studying medicine." Father Li said to his son after feeding the sheep in the pen.

"In two days, a stroke patient with hemiplegia may come to see me. From now on, you and I will have to take turns plowing the land." Li Maoyang said.

"Ah, where did the patient come from?" Father Li asked.

"Qingcheng."

"Ah? Can't you find a doctor who can cure stroke hemiplegia in such a big city? Why do you have to come to this poor village to see you?" Father Li was surprised.

"Dad, stroke hemiplegia is not a disease that can be treated by any doctor. Even if you go to a big hospital in Kyoto, you may not be able to see it. Didn't Aunt Han go to several big hospitals before and didn't see it?" Li Maoyang looked at the old man. Dad took a look, really didn't know.

"Ah? Then can you show me?" Mama Li asked worriedly.

Father Li also stared at his son worriedly.

"Don't I take good care of Aunt Han?" Li Maoyang said with his arms crossed, "However, there are various cases of stroke and hemiplegia. If I can cure Aunt Han, I may not be able to cure other stroke and hemiplegia patients. Watch it, watch it if you can, and push it if you can’t.”

"By the way, how do people so far away from Qingcheng know about you?" Father Li asked curiously again.

"Alia recruited her through the live broadcast, she is such an annoying girl." Li Maoyang said.

"It's not good if they can recruit patients for you? It's up to you whether you look good or not." Li Ma glanced at her son and snorted.

Now she sees Aaliyah in every possible way.

Li Maoyang thought about it for the same reason, so he bowed his head and remained silent.

After eating and returning to the clinic to take a shower, Li Maoyang finally recovered completely, and quickly began to review the medical records and fragmented thoughts he had recorded when treating Han Ma, and opened the "Huangdi Neijing" again. "Looking for relevant content, although it doesn't have any effect on his current treatment of stroke and hemiplegia, but it feels more at ease.

While watching, Qiao Guoguo sent a WeChat message: "What did you do today?"

"I took a look at Huang Bajin, followed up with a patient, gave Zhang Shan acupuncture and moxibustion, and then plowed the land." Li Maoyang listed them one by one as if reporting work, "By the way, how is your fumigation going?"

"It's okay, I added and subtracted the prescription you prescribed, and I felt like I was chasing rheumatism and cold a little bit! Maybe it won't take long before my disease is really cured!" Qiao Guo Guo said, and then changed the subject, "Is that Alia still in your village?"

"Yes." Li Maoyang hesitated, "I also recruited a stroke hemiplegia patient from Qingcheng through live broadcast. He may be here in two days. I am desperately looking through medical books with a headache."

"Huh?" Qiao Guoguo on the other side of the phone paused for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Li Maoyang asked.

"It's nothing. When the stroke hemiplegia patient comes, you tell me, and I'll go over and have a look."

"Okay, maybe I can't cure it. This Alia is causing me trouble." Li Maoyang said.

　I am very grateful to book friends Han Xuanzhuo, Yang Qun, and Nan Bowang Tusui for donating monthly tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)