I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 56
After checking the patient's blood-stained abdominal injuries, she breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that this kid was lucky.

The knife stabbed several times, and the wounds were all in one place, leaving a big hole in a section of appendix.

Fortunately, it was the appendix. If it was anywhere else, with the current equipment in the consulting room, no complicated operations could be done at all, and recovery would be a big problem later on.

If it's just the appendix cut, it's fine.

No matter how long Mu Qingyi tossed about in the consulting room, when she returned outside it was still the same time as when she first came in.

Bringing the person back to the wooden couch in the clinic of the pharmacy, before the patient woke up, she sat and wrote the prescription, all external and internal medicines had to be used, and in order to prevent fever, she prescribed a decoction with anti-inflammatory effect to accompany it eat.

After writing a few prescriptions, he took out the watch in his arms and glanced at it, only half an hour had passed.

The people outside were in a hurry, and the people inside were also in a hurry. Time passed so slowly.

After an hour passed, Mu Qingyi guessed that it was almost time, and then opened the door of the consulting room.

Jin Yuanwai had been pacing up and down in front of the door, and he rushed up just as the door opened a crack, "Miss Mu, how is my son?"

Mu Qingyi opened all the doors, and smiled just right to Yuan Jin, "Life is safe."

Jin Yuanwai was overjoyed and rushed into the house to see his son.

The shopkeepers Zhu and Doctor Song, who were sitting drinking tea, also hurried over and followed into the consulting room.

Jin Yuanwai shook his hands to lift the blue cloth covering his son's waist.

After opening it and taking a quick look, he breathed a sigh of relief. The bloody wound was gone, but it was stitched up with thin black thread. It wasn't as scary as before.

Doctor Song stepped forward, unceremoniously pushed Jin Yuanwai away, simply tore off the blue cloth, and carefully inspected the wound.

Just looking at it, I was so surprised that I couldn't close my mouth.

It's really stitched, and the stitches are pretty good.He had seen the wounds stitched by the surgeons in the Wu Yuan Medical Center, but they were not so neat.

After seeing the wound, I went to take the pulse again, and was surprised to find that Mr. Jin's pulse had stabilized, which was completely different from the previous loss of Qi and blood and weak pulse.

When he first arrived at the pharmacy, he took Jin Gongzi's pulse. At that time, the pulse was weak and erratic, almost disappearing.

But how long has it been?It looks like less than an hour.It turned out to be all right?

"How is it?" Seeing Doctor Song's shocked expression, Jin Yuanwai's heart sank again.

The shopkeepers also stared at Doctor Song, waiting for him to speak.

Dr. Song swallowed, and said in a weak voice, "It's true that life is safe." He turned his head to look at the girl who was packing the needle bag.

The needle bag in the girl's hand was very big, much bigger than any needle bags he had ever seen. It seemed that there were other things in the needle bag, such as thread and needles for suturing wounds.

"Miss Mu." Doctor Song stepped forward, his eyes full of admiration.

If he hadn't seen this kind of thing with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Mu Qingyi took the needle bag, turned to face Doctor Song, smiled slightly, "Doctor Song."

Dr. Song thinks about how old he is in his 40s. He has studied medicine for more than ten years and practiced medicine for more than ten years. He is actually no better than a teenage girl.

"How did you manage it?" Dr. Song asked.

Mu Qingyi also wanted to teach, but it's a pity that it's not the time yet, she can't take out the medical equipment in the consultation room, so she can't lie.

"It's a unique medical skill created by my father." She said with a smile.

Doctor Song was taken aback, yes!As I said before, it was her father's original surgical suture technique, and the door was closed because no outsiders were allowed to see it.

Doctor Song was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean that, I was just, just—a little curious."

Mu Qingyi understood his current mood very well, and wanted to explain his confusion, but she couldn't do it now.

"Sorry!" Mu Qingyi's apologetic expression made Dr. Song even more embarrassed, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I was the one to be rude."

(End of this chapter)