Medicine Girl Jingjing

Chapter 475 A Child Swallows a Foreign Object by Accident (2)
"He Ping and He An took part in the medical competition on behalf of Buddhism. He Ping surpassed Qing Lingzi in medical skills. Now they all follow King Yan. Today I will ask them to verify Qing Lingzi's medical skills." Li Jingjing's words could not be tolerated. Doubt.

The three senior Taoist doctors stared at He Ping and He Wu in disbelief.

Qing Lingzi's face was pale, and he said loudly: "Princess, can't you trust the three seniors of our Taoism?"

Li Jingjing sneered and said, "Such a minor illness doesn't need the help of three seniors."

Qing Lingzi said angrily: "If the illness of the five patients is delayed for a while, it will be life-threatening. How can it be a minor illness?"

He Ping finished reading the prescription first, then coughed dryly, and said, "Qing Lingzi, if the five patients are really suffering from the disease mentioned in your prescription, then it is indeed a minor illness."

Qing Lingzi asked: "What is a serious illness?"

He Ping replied solemnly: "You just arrived in Luoyang a few days ago, and you all went to the Deng clan, and treated the elder patriarch Deng and his two sons one by one. The illness of the elder patriarch Deng is serious."

"You imply that Deng Xueping and Deng Xueyi's illnesses cannot be called serious illnesses, but minor illnesses." Qing Lingzi glanced at the three senior Taoist doctors with different faces, and said: "Our three Taoist doctors The senior doctor can't even cure minor illnesses? What a joke!"

He Ping didn't talk much, so he ignored Qing Lingzi and began to feel the pulse of the five patients.

"A disease that can be cured overnight is not a minor illness." He Wu said with a serious face, "Senior brother and I used to sit in the Buddhist temple and study medicine from the princess. It only opened our eyes in just one month."

As we all know, He Ping and He Wu are very upright and never lie.

What they said caused Yuan Yunzi to be deeply shocked, and he looked at Li Jingjing with a little more respect, thinking that it was very correct to ask Li Jingjing to help Taoism attend the medical competition.

He Ping had already taken the pulse of three elderly patients, and quickly added a drug name to the first prescription, and subtracted a drug name from the second and third prescriptions.

The two senior Taoist physicians who had just helped Qing Lingzi speak came, felt the pulse of the three elderly patients, and then looked at the prescriptions. They did not raise any doubts about He Ping's reforms.

Qing Lingzi looked gloomy, picked up the three prescriptions and looked at them, his old face flushed with embarrassment.

What she is least good at is treating rashes, but the rash that all three elderly people suffer from is a chronic rash that occurs once or twice a year.

She believed in her heart that this was a deliberate trap set up by Yuan Yunzi and Li Jingjing.

He Ping looked up at Qing Lingzi, and said: "This little benefactor is not suffering from fire sores. If you give him medicine for fire sores, he will get worse if he takes it!"

"It's not a fire sore, what kind of sore is that?" Qing Lingzi had asked the little boy's mother just now, and she said that the big blood blister was scalded by hot water.

He Ping said loudly: "Bee venom. The little benefactor will have a high fever at night and diarrhea during the day, but the fire sore will have a high fever but will not have diarrhea."

He really took Qinglingzi, such obvious bee venom was misdiagnosed as fire sore, and he wanted to represent Taoism in a competition with Buddhism.

If Buddhism wins, it will mistakenly think that the great doctors of Taoism are all poor, and they will be complacent all of a sudden and will stop studying medicine.

Although he is not a disciple of Buddhism, he is still toward Buddhism in his heart, hoping that Buddhist medicine will become more and more sophisticated.

Qing Lingzi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, stared viciously at the young woman who was holding the patient's child, and said angrily, "Why didn't you talk about your son's diarrhea during the day?"

The young woman shrank her neck in fright and said, "Xiangu, you didn't ask me."

"If the Master doesn't ask, you don't say anything." Qing Lingzi asked in a higher voice: "Has your son been stung by a bee?"

The young woman shook her head, tried hard to remember, and suddenly said: "Xianggu, at noon the day my son was scalded, I seemed to see two bees biting my son, but my son said it didn't hurt very much."

Qing Lingzi looked like he wanted to eat people, and said: "You concealed your son's illness and let the master diagnose bee venom as fire sores. You are all to blame."

The young woman with withered hair, wearing patched underwear, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to atone for the crime, and kowtowed against the little boy, for fear that Taoism would not heal the boy.

Li Jingjing could imagine how Qing Lingzi put the blame on Guang Mingzi in public after the misdiagnosis, and said coldly: "Qing Lingzi, if I were you, I would shut my mouth tightly in shame and listen to He Ping humbly. "

Qing Lingzi shouted: "You are not a doctor, so you can't understand the doctor's mood when the patient says the wrong symptom and the doctor misdiagnoses it!"

He Ping said angrily: "You don't need to tell the patient, you can see it with your eyes. Come here and see that there are yellow and white pus growing in the blood blisters of the little benefactor. How could this be a fire sore?"

Qing Lingzi argued: "The master of the temple is over a hundred years old, and his eyes are not as good as those of you young people."

He Ping is in his seventies this year, less than 30 years younger than Qing Lingzi, but he is also an old man.

Li Jingjing sneered: "Medical skills are ranked first. You have bad eyesight, why are you still a doctor?"

Yuan Yunzi was elated when he heard it, and seeing the two senior physicians who supported Qing Lingzi stand listlessly aside, he was even more delighted.

He An asked Li Jingjing for internal medicine and external ointment for treating bee venom, which was given to the child patient.

The little boy whispered in the young woman's ear: "Mother, my hands are cool and comfortable now, and they don't hurt anymore."

The young woman went out with joy, kowtowed to He Ping, Li Jingjing, and He An to express her gratitude.

He Anxu helped the young woman up, and said: "Female benefactor, your son is only suffering from a minor illness. You don't need to be polite. You just take the medicine and go home."

In front of Qing Lingzi, Yuan Yunzi called the master of Tianhe Temple and asked him to take the young woman to the tent in Guanli to collect ten taels of silver, and told the young woman not to spread the news about Qing Lingzi's misdiagnosis.

Li Jingjing secretly laughed at Yuan Yunzi's dark belly.

Here, He Ping has diagnosed the fifth patient, and directly discarded the prescription of Qinglingzi, stood up and frowned and said to Li Jingjing: "Princess, there is a foreign object in the abdomen of the little benefactor, and he has had blood in his stool for a day, and his life is in danger. Look? "

Before the grandpa and grandma of the child patient asked, Qing Lingzi screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and asked, "Is there any foreign object in the patient's abdomen?"

What Qing Lingzi diagnosed was that the child had an umbilical hernia, which was completely different from what He Ping diagnosed as having a foreign body in the abdomen.

He Ping asked back: "The little benefactor has a hard lump on the upper part of his abdomen. He must have swallowed something by mistake. Didn't you feel the lump on his lower abdomen just now?"

Qing Lingzi lost his voice: "I felt it, and I also asked the patient and the patient's family members, and they all said that nothing was swallowed by mistake."

The child was fat and fat, with a tiger head and a tiger head, and looked a little like Li Yunxiao when he was young, with a pair of big eyes full of tears, two fleshy little hands covering his belly, and crying in a baby voice.

(End of this chapter)