Sometimes, you hoped for the best, but what you waited for was the worst.
A person who did bad things all day hoped that the Bodhisattva could bless him for a peaceful and happy life. This was simply a fool's dream.
Of course, the Bodhisattva could also take a nap sometimes.
Sun Dacheng had only one son for most of his life. Obviously, he would not give up so easily. Then, the family waited for the road to the provincial capital.
In the evening, Wang Mingbao and Wang Yao ordered a few dishes and a pot of wine from the pub in the village below.
The two of them chatted until late at night.
The next morning, the weather was gloomy.
The weather had been low for several days. It was as warm as spring on the mountain, but it was bitterly cold at the foot of the mountain.
In the clinic …
Cough, cough, cough. Several people who came to see the doctor kept coughing. They coughed badly and had phlegm, which was a common symptom of this group of cold patients.
The medicine Wang Yao prescribed for them was basically the same.
Honeysuckle, indigowoad root, bitter almond, licorice, and ephedra.
It cleared away heat, removed phlegm, and suppressed coughing.
There were also two adults with children. The children were very young, only three or four years old.
They had a fever, coughing, and did not like to eat. They were very sick.
In addition to prescribing some mild medicine for the children, Wang Yao also gave them a massage to help them relieve their pain.
The effect of the massage was surprisingly good. The two children with fever sweated all over after the massage. After a little test, they could feel that the fever should have subsided, and their spirits were much better. One of the children was hungry and wanted to eat something. Fortunately, the family carried food with them.
"Wait for a while before you go," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
The children's parents hurriedly put on their children's clothes. They were sweating all over. It was very easy to catch a cold outside.
After sending the two parents away, Wang Yao was a little more free.
Then, he took out the Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases and started to read it. He had read this book more than five times, but he was willing to read it again when he had the time. It was not just about learning knowledge. After reading the diseases, he was thinking about whether there were other suitable solutions.
At half past eleven, Wang Yao was about to lock the door and go out when he saw a car parked next to the clinic. Then, a couple rushed over with a baby in a small bag.
"Hello, Dr. Wang. Can you take a look at the child?"
"Come in and talk." Wang Yao hurriedly opened the door and let them in.
The little guy in the small bag stared at Wang Yao with a pair of very bright eyes. He looked very curious, as if he had discovered something new.
Cough, cough, cough. It didn't take long for him to start coughing. Moreover, there was a wheezing sound coming from his throat. His coughing face turned red.
"Look, doctor, my daughter is coughing badly, and her throat is always whistling."
"I heard you."
Wang Yao waved one hand, and there was a warm breath that cleared away the coldness outside the little guy's body.
"Hold her and sit down."
The little guy was very obedient. Although he coughed badly, he did not cry.
"You are so sensible."
Some children were born to be liked, such as the little guy in front of him.
After checking, Wang Yao found that there was no serious problem. He gently massaged her and then infused a trace of neixi into her.
After a few minutes of massage, the wheezing sound in the little guy's throat began to weaken. After 10 minutes, the sound was almost inaudible.
The little guy was obviously very comfortable. He even lay in his mother's arms and fell asleep.
"It's amazing!" the couple saw this and said.
They had just come from the town's health center. The doctor there suggested that they give the child an infusion and go to the county hospital. Not every town's health center was equipped with a pediatrician. Moreover, the child was so small. They were also afraid of delay. The parents were worried that the child would be injected at such a young age, so they came here. This was the first time they had come.
The effect was surprisingly good.
"Thank you, Dr. Wang."
The couple kept thanking him when they left.
"Go back and take medicine regularly. Give the child more water."
"Yes, we will remember."
They drove off in the car.
Wang Yao went home for lunch.
"Many people came in the morning, right?" Zhang Xiuying asked.
She went out to throw the garbage in the morning and saw some cars and motorcycles parked outside her son's clinic. She knew they were all there to see her son.
"Yes, many people. They all have colds."
"The recent colds are really bad."
After lunch, Wang Yao returned to the clinic.
In the afternoon, there was another wave of patients.
Today, there were particularly many people.
Near evening, Wang Ru also came back with Wang Mingyang.
"Uncle, Auntie."
"Hello, Mingyang. Come in and have a seat."
"How many times have I told you not to bring so many things when you come?" Zhang Xiuying said.
"It's nothing. They are all food and supplements for you and uncle," Du Mingyang said with a smile.
"Where is Yao?"
Wang Ru asked. "He is still in the clinic. Many people came today. I just went out to have a look. There are still cars parked outside."
"Yao's business is good!" Du Mingyang said with a smile.
"It's fine."
Wang Yao was in the clinic at the moment to treat a little guy. The little guy had a fever, a runny nose, did not eat, and vomited.
"Why did you come so late?"
The child's condition was similar to the six-month-old child who was admitted at noon, but slightly more serious. But when the parents came, it was already dark. It was very cold at this time.
"I am busy with work," the man said. "The child has caught a cold these days. When I came back from work today, I found the little guy was coughing badly, so I quickly came to see him."
Wang Yao just listened to him. There were obvious traces of injection on the child's body.
"Hold him and sit down."
Wang Yao just gave a simple massage. It looked very gentle. There was nothing unusual. Even so, the boy quickly sweated and his little face became red.
It was so effective. It really deserved its reputation!
The couple looked at each other. They were very surprised. They also heard from others that the young doctor was very good. Their child had been injected for three days, but the effect was not very good. This made them very anxious, so they hurried over.
When they first saw Wang Yao giving their son a massage, they were still very skeptical.
Could massage be used to treat diseases? Yes, and it was more effective for some special diseases, such as lumbar disc herniation. However, they had never heard that massage could treat colds and coughs. Today, when they saw Wang Yao, their traditional understanding was subverted.
It turned out that massage could be used to treat fever, coughs, and tracheitis.
Ordinary massage methods were naturally not good. It could only play the role of auxiliary treatment and health care. However, Wang Yao was naturally different. It turned out that his massage technique was the medical skill of the ancient pharmacists. It was extraordinary. His neixi was very pure and magical. The combination of the two naturally had extraordinary effect.
"Well, I will prescribe some more medicine. Go back and give him to take it regularly."
"Oh, thank you, Doctor."
When the couple left, it was already 6: 30. Although it was now after the winter solstice and the days had become a lot longer, the sky was completely dark at this time.
"Yao, are you done?" A man's voice came from outside.
Wang Yao looked over and found that it was Du Mingyang.
"Hey, you are here."
"Yes, are there any patients?"
"No."
"Then go home and have dinner. The meal is ready. Just waiting for you."
"Well, you go back first. I will clean up here and go back soon."
"Can I help you?" Du Mingyang kindly helped. As a result, he was embarrassed because he did not know what to help. Fortunately, Wang Yao quickly cleaned up the clinic and went home with him.
At home, Zhang Xiuying had already prepared a table of sumptuous dinner.
In fact, it was better to have a simple and light dinner as much as possible. If it was too sumptuous, it would increase the burden on the body. It was okay to have it once or twice. If everything in life was done according to science and rules, it was a bit rigid. It was too boring to be like the monks in the temple who adhered to the rules and precepts.
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