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The general onlookers could not enter Baicao Hall, and the stretcher was only parked at the entrance of Baicao Hall before.

He was taken in after receiving instructions from the medical fairy. The stretcher bearers were very powerful and quickly carried the stretcher into the ward behind Baicao Hall.

There is a large reception hall in front of Baicao Hall, with a row of benches placed against the wall for patients and family members to rest while waiting.

On the left is the pharmacy, with four wards behind it. Not long after it opened, one ward has been occupied by Mrs. Song all year round.

There is another room that is Gu Jiu'an's ward. No other patients will enter because the medical fairy does not allow it.

There are only two wards that can receive patients. There are two types of patients coming to Baicaotang. One is the poor who cannot afford to go to a big hospital.

It's not because the doctors at Baicaotang are so skilled, but because it's cheap to buy medicine.

The other is that, like the patient on the stretcher just now, patients who have gone to many hospitals to no avail come to Baicaotang only when they are at the end of their rope.

They want to try their luck. If they meet the medical fairy in time, the patient will be saved.

But there are also some patients who die of anger before they can see the medical fairy!
The patient's family members can only blame themselves for being unlucky. They would not cause trouble to Baicaotang, let alone cause trouble.

The old medical fairy passed Gu's mother and walked towards the ward behind Baicao Hall with steps that he did not recognize.

At this time, a man in his fifties came forward to help him carry the medical kit, "Medical Fairy, let me carry it for you."

"Who are you?" The old man looked at the person coming uneasily, and grasped the medicine box tightly with chicken claw-like hands, as if he was afraid that the person would snatch his treasure.

"Doctor, don't worry, please give me the medicine box. I am the patient's father." The middle-aged man explained with a good temper.

"Well, your elegant appearance makes me feel good about you, so I'll give it to you." The old man reluctantly handed the medicine box to the middle-aged man.

The two tall followers beside the man glared at the old man fiercely when the man wasn't paying attention.

"Thank you, Medical Fairy, for taking care of me." There was a rare smile on the middle-aged man's serious face.

"Don't call me Medical Fairy. Just call me Wu Xin. Or you can call me Huo Jigong. I don't know who gave me such a tacky name as Medical Fairy."

The old man cursed and walked in front with his hands behind his back.

In fact, Qin Jingyao knew this man. He was indeed the father of the young man on the stretcher.

Although his clothes are simple, they can't hide his magnanimity and style. Anyone with a little discernment can see that he is extraordinary.

In the previous life, Qin Jingyao saw that he was extraordinary and later went all out to treat that young man.

But in her previous life, she didn't pay attention to them immediately, but first helped that scumbag Gu Jiu'an get the injection.

It was already afternoon when I came out. Seeing that they were still at the entrance of Baicaotang, I couldn't bear to call them in to check.

The man on the stretcher is an active-duty soldier. He is also very capable. He is already in a high position at a young age.

"Don't worry too much. Even a vegetative state may wake up. Besides, I haven't checked his pulse yet."

Qin Jingyao has been good at ventriloquism since she was a child, and she can imitate anyone's voice perfectly.

"Really? My son had an X-ray taken at a major hospital in the capital. It was said that there was congestion in the brain that was compressing the nerves. Surgery was not possible. It is unlikely that he would wake up."

This result was like a bolt from the blue to them. His father and his wife were very unwilling and insisted on dragging him here to find some kind of medical fairy.

Qin Jingyao not only knows traditional Chinese medicine, she also studied Western medicine system at Beijing Medical University.

The modern Western medical system takes anatomy, physiology, histology and embryology, biochemistry and molecular biology as its basic subjects.

"Show me the X-ray film. Don't think that I can't understand it. Chinese medicine is based on Zangxiang physiology and meridians and acupoints. In fact, Chinese medicine and Western medicine complement each other and develop in a coordinated manner. They are not mutually exclusive." ...I have never thought about it this way, Xiao Li, please quickly show the information to the medical fairy." The middle-aged man was extremely shocked.

He really didn't expect that the medical fairy in front of him could understand X-rays. He couldn't even understand them!
While the two were talking, they had already arrived in the ward. An old man and a middle-aged woman were sitting in front of the bed.

The old man looked a little younger than the old man Qin Jingyao pretended to be, so when he saw Qin Jingyao, he greeted Qin Jingyao warmly: "Medical Fairy, please sit down."

"Old...brother, you're welcome. I've just seen the patient's X-ray. Although the blood clot is pressing on the nerves, it's not big. It can be dispersed by acupuncture. I'll take a look at the pulse first."

Qin Jingyao wanted to call him "old man", but thinking about his identity, he changed his name to "big brother".

"Master, please sit down." The person who spoke was Qin Jingyao's eldest disciple Du Qiming. He is 53 years old and has been busy in the ward.

Qin Jingyao stepped forward and took the pulse carefully. In her previous life, it took her half a month to revive the patient.

In this life, she can take shortcuts and not take so many detours and make the patients' families wait in fear for so long.

After a while, she touched her long, white beard and said, "The pulse seems to be stable. I will give him acupuncture and he will wake up."

"really?"

"You will know if you try it. When the patient wakes up, it does not mean that the blood clot has been removed. He has to stay and continue the acupuncture for half a month."

Qin Jingyao said, taking the medicine box from the middle-aged man and taking out 99 silver needles.

Her hands were not disguised because her hands were as thin as chicken feet and had rough skin.

Not long after, the patient's head was covered with silver needles, and several family members and their respective assistants looked on with fear and wide eyes.

They were afraid that the patient would die in the blink of an eye.

The patient's mother clasped her hands together and muttered something in a low voice.

The atmosphere in this ward is tense, but there is a lot of excitement outside.

When Anze saw his master, no, his master had already entered the ward, he said with great dignity: "Come in with me."

Qin Yanru immediately pushed the wheelchair and followed her. She approached the man in the wheelchair when no one was paying attention.

She also deliberately moved her body forward and placed her little cherry mouth next to the man's ear.

She exhaled like a beetle and said: "Congratulations to Brother Jiu'an, the medical fairy said you will stand up soon."

Ever since he heard the medical fairy's words before, the smile on Gu Jiu'an's face has never stopped.

Hearing this, he clenched his hands into fists and his fingertips trembled slightly, showing the excitement in his heart at this moment.

Because of Qin Yanru's sudden approach, his Adam's apple rolled a few times unconsciously.

He looked at her intently and said lingeringly and affectionately: "Ruru, I just made you feel wronged."

She turned her face upward and smiled brightly: "Brother Jiu'an, as long as you can get better, this grievance is nothing."

The man looked up at her, his eyes full of love and tenderness: "Thank you, Ruru."

"You guys walk faster, what are you doing there?" Anze looked back and was so frightened that he blurted out a yell.

(End of this chapter)