Li Longji really went to ask. He really wanted to know what the prime ministers could do.
Now that the people had encountered heavy rain and did not know how to deal with the fertilizer in the fields, the ministers said to find the people below.
Then one day, when the soldiers were under attack and it was very urgent, could the ministers say to find the people below?
Li Longji left to find the ministers.
Li Yi thought about it and went to the bridgehead. He called the other party over.
The other party was searched and stood ten steps away. He was not allowed to move forward.
"Li Dongzhu, my family planted a lot of fertilizer. Should I soak it or open it?"
The farmer was anxious. He had never used so much effort to accumulate fertilizer before.
"What do you plant?" Li Yi wanted to know first. If you planted rice, soak it. It also saved the step of opening a canal to draw water.
"Planting vegetables. The seedlings are already out." The person had a bitter face.
"Where is your family? Hurry, send someone to drain the water. The purpose of using fertilizer is to protect the seedlings. If the seedlings drown, why do we need fertilizer? "
Li Yi was worried! Farmers sometimes took things too hard. He could not reprimand or blame them. They had entrusted their hopes to him.
Just like patients, patients entrusted their lives to him. As a doctor, he played tricks, especially when the patient was lying on the operating table. He began to coerce and cajole.
Conflicts arose. Only a small probability of patients choosing to kill the doctor, and a large probability of silently enduring it.
Under what circumstances would a patient be willing to exchange their life for a life? The judgment of society was no longer important.
Just like a slave who thought he was a slave but could still kill his master, there must be a reason.
Li Yi felt that in the medical field, patients were slaves. Even people in the non-medical field were slaves.
When a slave rebelled against his master, the 'master' of the medical field had to suppress it.
And the other 'slaves' would say, "No matter what the reason is, killing is wrong."
There was nothing wrong with that. Because slaves under the slavery system thought they were slaves and should be bullied. They even thought that other slaves should not resist and that resistance was wrong.
That was why there was the saying, "No matter what the reason is, it is wrong for a patient to kill a doctor." These people were slaves, no different from slaves who said, "No matter what the reason is, it is wrong for a slave to kill his master."
Li Yi understood. That was why he had never provoked the patient before. Life was his own, and he was not a slave owner.
Wasn't it stupid to expect the law to suppress an emotionally unstable patient and then provoke him from above? As a doctor, what was the purpose of intensifying the conflict?
Now, people who worked in the fields could be trusted.
Li Yi had to take measures and send people to clear the way. At the same time, he patiently explained the situation to the vegetable growers.
Dongzhu, who was not part of the Li Family Zhuangzi, was high and mighty. He consigned himself to interact with the common people at the bottom of society and showed them kindness.
This was communication between people. He knew more than the other person, and the other person knew less. By speaking, the other person would understand as well.
"What is your surname? Don't worry, I've sent someone to help you. It was a little early to plant vegetables at this time. The seedlings were planted in advance, right? Do you have a greenhouse at home? "
Li Yi pulled the other person to sit in the shed where he stayed on the other side of the bridge.
The man nodded. "Yes, Li Dongzhu, you know. I knew something was going to happen in the middle of the night. My name is Wang Damu. "
When the man who called himself Wang Damu spoke, he put his left hand on his left knee and covered his knee with his palm.
"Go get ten dog skin plasters to dispel the cold and bring a charcoal stove over." Li Yi nodded and ordered.
Pine Tree and Purple Jade ran in different directions.
Purple Jade was the fastest. It took less than half a minute to get the charcoal stove.
Li Yi put the charcoal stove next to Wang Damu's left leg. After thinking about it, he motioned Wang Damu to spread his legs and put the charcoal stove next to the inside of his left leg.
"Take off your pants. If your pants are wet, I can't roast them here. Oh! Get your underwear and shorts. "
Li Yi frowned and said something to Wang Damu. He suddenly understood something.
Taohong ran away. Li Yi was surprised. "You …"
Before the plasters arrived, Taohong came back with the things Li Yi asked for. There were three words embroidered on the underwear and shorts: Tao Yinqiang.
Li Yi looked and said to Taohong, "Yinqiang is a good child. He's single and has only one mother. He learns skills quickly and is honest. It's just that he's not handsome enough. There's a scar on the right side of his face. That scar is …"
"He originally had a birthmark. Later, when he was working, his former master accidentally splashed iron slag on that spot. He's not ugly. He looks like a man. Dongzhu, you're bad! "
Taohong helped to add. After saying that, she realized and lowered her head.
"Damu, go to the side and change." Li Yi understood and got down to business.
Wang Damu took the clothes to change and came back to sit by the fire. His hands were still rubbing around his knees from time to time.
"Last night, your left knee felt uncomfortable and painful. It twitched and twitched. You knew it was going to rain today."
Li Yi handed over a bowl of handmade noodles with red oil. There were prawns, cabbage, smoked meat, garlic sprouts, and fried eggs.
Wang Damu couldn't say a word. His tears fell into the bowl.
If he wasn't holding the bowl, he would have knelt down.
He didn't say anything when he came over. Li Dongzhu arranged for people to drain the soil and knew how to plant the plants. He even knew how to grow them in a greenhouse.
As soon as he touched his knee, he asked someone to get the plasters and a charcoal stove.
He could even tell that he hadn't eaten and arranged a bowl of noodles for him.
He was indeed an immortal. Everyone was right. The Black and White Impermanence kicked him away, the Judge knelt down, and the King of Hell cried.
"The noodles are spicy. I added chili oil. To be precise, it's watercress and broad beans. Broad beans and soybeans are similar in some aspects. During the fermentation process, sodium glutamate is produced. Try it. "
Li Yi's voice was gentle. He didn't mention anything else and just told him noodles to ease all the awkwardness.
At this time, Song Jing, who came over with an umbrella, also wanted to cry. Li Yi knew how to be gentle to an ordinary person. Why did he have to be so harsh to me?
"Li Dongzhu, can my leg still be healed? It was fine two years ago. "
Wang Damu stirred the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks. He was afraid that the noodles would stick.
"No problem. It's superficial. I'll tell you how to fix it later. It's very simple.
Eat it. Someone will help to take care of the vegetable fields at home. Bring the plasters. This year, you don't have to go into the water. Just apply the plasters. It'll take you at most 24 hours.
I'll also give you a rabbit skin bandage. It's hairy. Tie it before you sleep at night and take it off when you work in the morning.
It's really useful to treat winter diseases in summer, especially rheumatism. "
Li Yi said slowly. At this moment, he felt like he was a professor in Beijing's Oblique He Hospital when he was making house calls.
It was only for the patients. There were no personal material needs because they didn't need it. They already had too much.
They casually looked at the radiographic films and diagnoses. They didn't say how serious the mistakes were. They just patiently explained to the patients how to treat them.
They already knew that the patients cared about their health and life. Other medical problems could be dealt with later.
Li Yi had once yearned for it. Today, it was his turn. He was a little embarrassed. His standard was not enough!
"How is it?" Li Longji held an umbrella outside and asked the officials.
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