Song Yi

Chapter 92
Du Wenhao hurriedly said a few polite words.Ask: "How is Second Mistress?"

Pang Xianwei smiled and said: "Now I can go down to the ground and walk a little."

"That's good! Remember to continue taking the medicine." Du Wenhao saw that the nurse was holding the child, and the child was sleeping soundly, and asked, "Is the child ready to cry at night?"

Mrs. Liu said worriedly: "This is why I came here today. The tiger is always crying at night, and it doesn't work even if you put amulets on it. Doctor Du, you can treat this little guy again."

Du Wenhao turned his head and refused to accept the money: "No, you are the best in pediatrics, no one can beat you, just let the children see."

Qian Bushou cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master." Let the nurse sit down holding the cub and start the examination.

At this time, Lin Qingdai got the news and came out from the back hall to meet each other.Pang Yuqin took Liu's hand and said:
"Mother, you came just in time. Shopkeeper Lin discussed with Mr. Du about expanding Wuweitang, buying the latter ones, and running a hospital..., doctor..."

"Hospital!" Du Wenhao said.

"That's right! Set up a hospital. Emergency and severe patients who need surgery like Zhou Zhou and Liu can stay and treat them, and then leave after they are cured. It is convenient for patients and can increase the income of the pharmacy."

Lin Qingdai added with a smile: "The most important thing Mr. Du considers is to be able to rescue emergency patients in a timely manner, observe critically ill patients at any time, adjust medication, and facilitate emergency rescue at any time."

Pang's mother nodded again and again: "This is a good idea! Have you bought the land? Shopkeeper Lin will show us! Doctor Du, you can stay here to see Huzi's doctor, and don't worry about us." Pang's mother and others followed Lin Qingdai went to the backyard.

Du Wenhao sat next to him, observing that the money was not charged to see a doctor for the child:

"I can't do anything about the child's illness, especially the child is too young, the pulse is hard to feel, and he is crying. I really don't know what to do. Can you guide me how to treat the child?"

The money is not accepted, hehe smiled, and said: "It is difficult to see a baby's pulse, but you can check the 'fingerprint', which is the meridian lines on the index finger."

yes!Du Wenhao slapped his forehead, remembering that he learned this method in medical school, and his uncle also said it, but at that time, he never thought about being a pediatrician, so he didn't pay attention to it. Unexpectedly, doctors in ancient times were all general practitioners, and children's diseases could also be treated. look.He can't remember exactly how to judge the disease by looking at the fingerprints.Listen attentively now.

Qian Bushou pointed to a meridian on the thumb side of Huzi's index finger.said:
"This is the fingerprint. Normal children should be red and yellow under the skin. If the fingerprint disappears when pushed by hand, and if it is reappeared after pushing, it is mostly a deficiency syndrome; .

If there is a disease on the surface, the fingerprint of the child will appear on the surface, if the disease is in the inside, the fingerprint will sink in; if the disease is cold, the fingerprint will be red, if the disease is hot, the fingerprint will be purple; for common diseases, it can be found in the fingerprint of the child. For example, due to external wind and heat, the fingerprints will be purple and superficial; if external wind and cold, the fingerprints will be bright red and superficial..."

The money is not accepted and explained carefully. Du Wenhao has learned it before, and after listening to it again, he will never forget it.

However, after the Song Dynasty, there was a new development in children's fingerprint diagnosis, and many new research results appeared. After the reminder of not accepting money, Du Wenhao also remembered something, saying that communicating with money is not accepted, and money is not accepted. He stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly.

Specifically speaking of the tiger's night cry, the money is not accepted:
"Children who cry at night are mostly caused by spleen cold and heart heat, and are caused by fear. This child has pale purple fingerprints, red tongue with white coating, stagnant intestines and stomach, and internal fire, which can be cured with Uncaria Drink. It clears away heat and calms the liver, regulates the intestines and stomach. Reuse Yiyuan San to benefit the Guanqiao, and the Sanjiao will be at peace, and night crying will stop by itself.”

He wrote the prescription with a pen and handed it to the nanny to pick up the medicine according to the prescription.

At this moment, someone outside the door asked crisply: "Excuse me, is Mr. Du there?"

Du Wenhao looked up, and saw three women and a black-faced strong man standing at the door. The middle-aged woman was in her 40s, her steps were a bit difficult, and she was also covered with thick rouge and gouache. Dross.

The one who helped her was the ignorant maid named Jian'er who came to invite Du Wenhao to see a doctor in Mianchun Garden in the morning, and she was looking at Du Wenhao with the white eyes.

The other young woman was Meier, the brothel girl who threw the hydrangea to Du Wenhao!
Du Wenhao had already guessed who it was, and smiled faintly:
"Are there any problems?"

As soon as Mei'er came in, she stared at Du Wenhao, giggling, and when she heard the words, she walked over in small steps, fluttering the silk, and a faint fragrance drifted past, but she didn't talk to him, but gave him a gift first:
"The divine doctor is here too."

"En!" Qian Bushou stroked his beard and just nodded.

Only then did Mei'er give Du Wenhao a blessing, pointing to the middle-aged woman and saying:

"Mr. Du! This is Mama Long from our Mianchun Garden. In the morning, Mama Long asked Jianer to invite you to drink tea in the garden, and to treat her elderly. Why don't you show face?"

"Hehe, what face does Du Mou have, it's just that you, the top girls, invite doctors in a special way, Du Mou is not used to it, so he declined.

Moreover, I usually only visit emergency and critically ill patients.Since you mother dragon can come, please wait in line to get your number, and I will see a doctor when you arrive. "

The servant girl Jian'er snorted: "Well, what I said is right, look at him pulling it like that..."

"Shut up!" the old bustard Long Shi snapped,

"It was you, a little rascal, who offended Mr. Du. Otherwise, would a benevolent doctor like Mr. Du refuse to see you? Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to apologize! Be careful that I will expose your skin!"

Jian'er was so frightened that his face turned pale, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, tremblingly said:
"Mr. Du, this servant has blind eyes, and speaks indiscriminately. If you offend Mister, please punish Mister!"

Du Wenhao smiled lightly: "Forget it! If you want to see a doctor, just wait with the number. If you want to chat, please forgive me that Du is not free."

Mei'er showed a smile, and she was full of charm: "What the master said is, we will wait with the number. - Zhuzi, bring the number!"

The big black-faced man agreed with no hesitation, walked to the counter, took a piece of paper with a number on it, and handed it to Meier.

Meier glanced at it, and then looked at the number plate on the table in front of the old man Du Wenhao was seeing sick:

"Hey, there are more than a dozen people in front. When is this going to happen? Mom, sit down first, Mei'er think of a way."

Mei'er first helped the bustard to sit down on the stool, twisted Yang Liu's slender waist, and walked back gracefully:
"Mr. Du, can I have a word with this old man?"

Du Wenhao didn't know what kind of tricks she was going to play, so he let go of his hands and shrugged: "Okay, but hurry up."

"Okay, just a few sentences!" Mei'er put one hand on the old man's shoulders, bent down, and her pretty face, which was shattered, almost stuck to the old man's old face, giggling, sweetly said: "Grandpa, are you sick?"

The old man was an honest farmer who came from the nearby countryside to see a doctor. He had never talked to such a kiln lady in the city in his life, let alone let such a coquettish woman put his shoulders on his shoulders. The old hand grabbed the edge of the table, and then he stabilized his body and did not fall. His face was flushed, his mouth was grinning, showing a few yellow teeth, and he stammered:

"Yes... girl..."

"Why is the old man uncomfortable?"

"At night... I can't sleep all the time..."

"Oh, your illness is not in a hurry, our mother's illness is urgent, you always sell your number to me, and then wait for a new one, okay? I'll give you the money!" With a shake of the hand, the fingertips are already full A hanging copper coin.

The old man was full of pleasant surprises. He couldn't believe that someone would buy his account with a sling of copper coins, and stammered:

"Girl... aren't you joking? A hanging copper coin... buy the old man's number?"

"Well! Can you do it, grandpa?"

"Okay! Of course! Here, here you are!" The old man picked up the number plate on the table and handed it to Meier, took the dime in her hand, happily walked to the counter, took another number plate, and ran Squat outside the door on the bluestone floor and queue up again.

Xue Fei'er sneered and sneered: "How rich is it? Mr. Du, don't show it to her!"

Du Wenhao also smiled faintly: "Girl, isn't it too flamboyant for you?"

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Hee hee, can't you?"

"I can't do it here. What's the number you got just now? You have to wait until the previous ones have been diagnosed before it's your turn. ——Next!"

The patient who got the number came to the table with the number, hesitated for a while, and said to Meier with a smile:
"Girl, I'll sell you my account too, for a penny, do you want it?"

"Okay!" Mei'er smiled, and said to Du Wenhao: "This was sold to me voluntarily, is this okay? - Zhuzi, give me the money! This big brother, after selling the account, please go outside first Go and wait, don't take the number yet. Okay?"

"Okay! No problem, I'll come in and get the number again after you finish reading it!"

The black-faced man took out a sling of copper coins from his pocket, gave it to the patient, and took the number plate.

The patient took a sling of silver, went out happily, and sat on the bluestone board on the street outside the door to wait.

"Can you see our mother Long now? Mr. Du"

Meier tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Du Wenhao shook his head: "There are still patients behind..."

Those patients had already seen the benefits, and they all came up with a hula:
"Girl, I'll sell you my account too!"

"Mine! I sell mine too!"

"I'll sell it too! Just fifty cents!"

In a short time, the number plates of the first dozen or so patients who got their numbers were all sold to Miss Meier.

They each took their number and ran outside the door to sit on the bluestone board, and the room was suddenly empty.

Mei'er sat on the stool sweetly, raised her pretty face, and said to Du Wenhao:
"Sir, is it all right now?"

Du Wenhao smiled wryly. It seems that no matter in ancient times or modern times, there are hospital scalpers who spent more than one tael of money to see a doctor in advance, and sighed:

"Okay, then please invite your mother dragon to come and see a doctor."

"Hey!"

Meier ran over in a gust of wind, and helped the bustard to sit down.

Du Wenhao asked: "Why are you uncomfortable?"

"I've suffered from Hongbeng Syndrome—— Doctor Qian has also seen it, but it's not getting better, so I came to see you.

I heard from the guests that you are good at Hua Tuo's magical skills. You have saved the dead in the yamen lobby, and you are so amazing, so I want to invite you to sit in the garden and show the old man this disease.

But if you don't come, the old man has no choice but to come by himself. "

　PS: The monthly ticket new book list fell to seventh in the morning, and after the firepower reinforcements from book friends, it finally returned to fifth in the evening.It's just that it's only two votes away from sixth.How fierce the battle is!

　　
　
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