I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 38 Intravenous Rehydration
The shopkeepers are indeed in a difficult situation. He also wants to save people, but he has no such ability!

"Get up, get up and talk." The shopkeepers helped the young man up, sighed and said, "It's not that I won't help you find a way, it's just that there are only two doctors in our town. I'm at home, I'm also—" He glanced at Mu Qingyi out of the corner of his eye as he spoke, and saw that girl's eyes were fixed on the patient on the couch, and her expression was a bit serious, not as mild as before.

Mu Qingyi noticed the scrutinizing gazes of the shopkeepers, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother, your father's life is dying, if you delay, I'm afraid Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save him."

The young man's face was pale, and his legs went limp. Fortunately, the shopkeepers supported him tightly, but Mu Qingyi said again: "I do know some medical skills, and I understand your father's illness. Why don't you let me Try, give your father a chance to survive."

The young man looked at the shopkeepers in a daze, and seeing the shopkeepers nodding to him, he no longer hesitated, "Then, please trouble the girl." Right now, there is no other way but to act as a living horse doctor and do everything possible .

Mu Qingyi heaved a sigh of relief, walked up to the patient and glanced at the patient, then turned to the shopkeepers and the young man and said, "My father invented a set of acupuncture methods for this severe heat illness. It is a unique acupuncture method and should not be passed on."

The shopkeepers understood in seconds, and hurriedly pulled the young man and said, "Let's go out, don't influence Miss Mu to give acupuncture here."

Mu Qingyi said: "It will take some time to perform the acupuncture, and it cannot be interrupted in the middle. I will lock the door inside. You just wait outside and don't break in."

At this time, if there is anything that can't be promised to her, the shopkeepers agreed repeatedly, and went out with the staff and the young man.

Mu Qingyi bolted the door and closed the small window. The light in the room suddenly dimmed. She held the patient's hand and led him into the treatment room.

The middle-aged man was lying on a narrow bed in the treatment room, with an oxygen mask covering his face, and a saline bottle was hanging beside the bed, which was dripping into the man's vein.

The man's eyelids moved, trying to open them.

Mu Qingyi came out of the dispensing room with a needle in her hand. When she walked to the bedside, she saw the man's eyes opened a slit. She hurriedly pulled a white cloth to cover his head and face, and then took out the silver needle and pointed it at his side. After two needles were stabbed in the neck, the man fell asleep again.

She injected a tube of freshly prepared medicine into the infusion tube, threw away the needle tube and walked to the display screen. At this time, the progress bar on the display screen changed from 3/5 to 4/5.

Just one more, just one more.

What's behind door number two?

The time in the consulting room was static, no matter how long she had been in, it was still the same time when she came in outside when she left.

So she wasn't in a hurry, and she wasn't afraid of someone breaking in. Seeing that there was still half a bottle of salt water, she set the time with the small alarm clock, and lay down on another narrow bed in the treatment room to rest.

Since she traveled yesterday, she hasn't had a good rest, she will be really sleepy.

An hour later, the alarm clock rang, and she opened her eyes, feeling much better.

There was only the last bit of salt water left in the salt water bottle. She got up to check the man's physical condition. His physical signs were slowly recovering, and he had saved his life.

After pulling out the needle, she took the man back to the outside consulting room, took out the needle bag and put it aside, and waited another quarter of an hour before opening the door.

She gave him an infusion for two hours in the consulting room, and waited for another quarter of an hour after she came out, while the people outside only waited for a quarter of an hour.

"What's the matter?" the young man asked urgently with a white face.

(End of this chapter)