Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Today is the first day after the riots. Su Yuanyuan saw a lot of people who were chopped and injured on the street yesterday. Some of them were ordinary people, and some were high-ranking officials. Today, the street will definitely cause a sensation.

She asked Qingyi to get a pen and paper, and simply wrote four large characters, "Free medical treatment".

The piece of paper was about one meter long and half a meter wide. As soon as it was pasted on the wooden board in front of the door, it immediately attracted people's attention.

Su Yuanyuan asked Dongyuan and Qingyi to prepare a large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs and hemostatic and stasis-removing drugs.

She set up a small stall in front of the door, planning to see people outside.

Some people couldn't believe it. The city of Fushan was unprepared yesterday, and the people suffered heavy casualties. This is the time when pharmacies and clinics are making a lot of money. How could someone be so stupid as to see a doctor for free?

There was a fat man in gorgeous clothes limping past Su Yuanyuan's booth, he had a mocking face, and spat at her with disdain.

Shi Yuanwai was almost hacked by those people yesterday. If he hadn't run fast, his little life would have been lost!

He saw that Su Yuanyuan set up a stall for free medical treatment, his fleshy face was full of disdain, "What kindness is there!"

As far as her three-legged cat's medical skills are concerned, thank God if she doesn't cure people to death.

Su Yuanyuan didn't care about him. Some people who were injured yesterday and couldn't be cured dragged their sick bodies to Su Yuanyuan's stall.

They looked at the big characters on the paper, and at the beautiful girl sitting beside them, hesitating how to speak.

Su Yuanyuan beckoned him to sit on the stool in front of him, "Master, let me show you."

An old man's leg was cut, and he limped on a stool, showing his thigh to Su Yuanyuan.

The flesh and blood on the outside of the wound turned out, and the bone was visible deep in the incision. Anyone who saw it would be shocked.

Now that the weather is hot, if the wound is not properly treated, it will definitely become inflamed and suppurated. When the time comes, the leg will become infected with bacteria.

When the old man sat down, he was worried about whether Su Yuanyuan really saw the doctor for free.

But when she saw that Su Yuanyuan was holding a curved needle with tweezers, with black thread on it, she was so frightened that she almost jumped up.

"You you you! What are you doing!"

The old man looked at Su Yuanyuan in horror, for fear that she would sew her legs up in the next step.

Su Yuanyuan was so excited when she saw the old man's reaction that even the surrounding people who wanted to come to see a doctor were scared away by the needle and thread in her hand.

She frowned deeply, and patiently explained to people, "Don't worry, everyone, only those with deep wounds that cannot heal themselves need to be stitched up with needles and thread, and it will not hurt."

The old man's face was wrinkled into bitter melon, he looked at Su Yuanyuan, his hesitant eyes deeply hurt Su Yuanyuan's heart.

He was afraid of this kind of treatment, but he didn't have the money to go to other medical clinics for treatment, so he fell into entanglement for a while.

Su Yuanyuan pulled him to sit down and explained to him the seriousness of the wound on his leg. The old man could not keep his leg when he heard that it was serious, so he quickly responded.

"I sew! I sew!"

He would rather get a few needles himself than lose a leg.

Su Yuanyuan first sprinkled anesthetic on his wound, and the old man only felt a burst of numbness, and he couldn't feel it no matter how he touched his thigh.

He had never seen such a miraculous medicinal powder, and looked at Su Yuanyuan in surprise.

Su Yuanyuan waited for a while, and waited for the medicine to take full effect before starting to disinfect the old man, flushing away the blood on the surface, and starting to stitch him up after cleaning.

The onlookers, including the clerk who was watching the excitement, grinned their teeth and dared not look at the scene, as if their legs were also being pricked by needles.

But the old man didn't change his face, acting like a normal person.

People came forward curiously, the old man's leg was really being stitched up, but why didn't he feel any pain?
Recalling the steps of Su Yuanyuan's medical treatment, people immediately thought of the Baiyao powder that Su Yuanyuan sprinkled at the beginning. Could it be the credit of that thing?

The old man didn't expect that it wouldn't hurt, so he grinned instantly, and he didn't forget to show off to the people around him, "It doesn't hurt! It really doesn't hurt!"

With the beginning of the first person, the people behind also began to believe in Su Yuanyuan.

Competing to show her their wounds, people surrounded Su Yuanyuan for a while, and Qingyi, who was busy in the back room, thought that someone was going to beat her up, so he ran out quickly.

"Queue up! Everyone line up!"

He roared ferociously, and the group of people were shocked for a moment, and they all ran to the back obediently and formed a long line.

Some people were cut, and Su Yuanyuan sewed them up, and some people were bruised and fell, and Su Yuanyuan applied ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis on them.

Some people saw that the old man stitched up the wound and sprinkled white powder on them to relieve the pain, and they also clamored for Su Yuanyuan to sprinkle white powder on them to relieve the pain.

Su Yuanyuan didn't want to talk about how laborious the preparation of this anesthetic was, she didn't want to waste it on people who didn't need it.

The minor injuries were dealt with directly.

Those who came to make trouble and ask for anesthetics were all dealt with by Su Yuanyuan. After treating the wounds, everyone looked at the beautiful woman who couldn't take their eyes off. They were really femme fatales.

Qi Rui and Xingyun stood not far away and looked at the woman in white who was sitting in front of the stall to give treatment.

The sun gradually rose, and the young man inside came out and gave her a parasol, and she hid under the small shadow.

She only used a crimson headband to pull up her long hair loosely, and the broken hair hanging down on both sides gave her a poignant look.

Qi Rui stared at her without blinking. After working all morning, her cheeks were hot and flushed, her mouth was panting slightly, and she showed her small canine teeth when she smiled at the patient, she was cute and cute.

Qi Rui asked Xingyun to buy a bowl of iced mung bean soup in a residential building. The food box can withstand some heat, and the white porcelain bowl is covered with small drops of water.

He stopped a little boy passing by, handed him the food box, and took out a tael of silver from his purse as a reward.

The little boy had never seen such a large amount of silver, and subconsciously thought it was worthless, but Xingyun sighed helplessly, and took out a few copper coins from his pocket to give him.

When the little boy saw that he was a companion who could buy candied haws, he immediately smiled, picked up the food box and ran towards Su Yuanyuan.

Qi Rui frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the wobbly food box, for fear that the little boy would spill it.

Su Yuanyuan has been busy all morning, and before she even had time to drink her saliva, when her mouth was dry, a little boy ran up to her with a food box.

"Sister, here it is!"

He put the food box in front of Su Yuanyuan, and Su Yuanyuan opened it curiously, and there was a bowl of iced mung bean soup inside.

It is the most comfortable and delicious drink in this hot early summer.

"Who asked you to bring it?"