"What's wrong with the child?" Wang Yao said.
"I don't know what's going on. The fever won't go down. Look, there are wounds here." The adults who came with him carefully put the child on the hospital bed. They opened the child's arms and revealed two wounds the size of a needle. The wounds had turned purple.
The child's body was very hot. He was in a coma.
Hmm!
As soon as he saw the wounds, Wang Yao was stunned. He had a feeling of deja vu because the wounds were familiar.
He remembered it.
"At the very beginning, when Guo Zhenghe was bitten, it seemed to be a wound like this," Wang Yao said.
Being in a coma and having a high fever, the symptoms of this disease were basically the same.
"Wait a moment."
After that, Wang Yao went out. A leaf of Detoxification grass dissolved in the water. It was green like melted jade.
He gave the child a bowl of Detoxification Water.
After the medicine was administered, the child slowly began to wake up.
"This is amazing!"
"That's great."
The child's family was very happy. The two young people who came in to watch the fun saw the scene.
"Which village are you from?"
"Li Family Ditch," the child's father said.
Li Family Ditch?
"The one with a hot spring?"
"Yes, Dr. Wang, if you want to go, just ask me," the man said.
"Where was the child bitten?" Wang Yao said. The man misunderstood.
"Well, on the hill."
"Can you be more specific?" Wang Yao said.
"It's hard to say. I have to wait until he gets better and ask him," the child's father said.
"Okay, remember to tell me when the time comes."
"Oh, OK."
"Doctor, how much does it cost?"
"10,000 yuan."
"How much?"
The family was stunned. The two young people who came in to watch the fun were also stunned.
"What medicine is so expensive?"
"Yes, young man, you are robbing a burning house!" The child's family was unhappy.
Before coming, they only knew that the young people in the mountain village had superb medical skills. They didn't expect there to be such a place. For a moment, the original grateful and harmonious atmosphere completely disappeared.
"It's my fault," Wang Yao said.
She was so focused on saving the child that she forgot to tell them the price of the medicine.
"Spirit herbs" were rare items that couldn't be measured with money.
"Too expensive!"
"How much do you think your child's life is worth? To tell you the truth, I've treated this disease before. At that time, this medicine cost at least 100,000 yuan." Wang Yao's words were shocking. ,
Everyone in the room was stunned when they heard this.
"F * ck, isn't this money too fast?!"
"We didn't bring that much money," the child's father said angrily. He felt that the young man in front of him was asking for a sky-high price. It was just a bowl of potion. How could it cost so much?
"Hehe." Wang Yao laughed.
He prescribed the medicine according to the person. If the medicine was from a kind person he was familiar with, such as Wang Fengming in the village, he wouldn't ask for a penny. However, these people came for the child in three cars. Two of them were more than 200,000 yuan. They had money to buy cars, but they didn't have money to buy medicine?
They all knew that medicine was expensive, but they didn't know that life-saving medicine was also very expensive.
"I only have three hundred yuan with me!" The man took out 300 yuan from his pocket and threw it on the table. In his opinion, the money was too much.
"Really, how can a young man be so evil?" the old woman in her 60s said.
The family left angrily as if they had been wronged by coming to see a doctor. In order to see the child, the family, parents, uncle, and grandparents had all come. It seemed that the child was quite expensive.
Wang Yao didn't stop them. Instead, he remembered all their faces.
In the future, none of them could come to see a doctor. ,
There were only two young people left in the room. They looked at Wang Yao.
"What can I do for you?" Wang Yao looked at the two young people who hadn't left.
"Ah, tell me about it," the shorter young man said.
"Well, I have a stomachache. It's a habitual stomachache. When it hurts, I roll on the ground," the tall young man said.
"Stomachache? Sit down and let me take a look. "
After Wang Yao checked his pulse, he was very surprised.
"When did you get sick?"
"Well, about four years ago," the young man said.
"For four years, your body shape has always been like this. Haven't you lost weight?" Wang Yao said.
"Uh, no," the young man said.
Strange!
Wang Yao thought.
"You have had surgery before, right? More than once?"
"Yes, I have. I had a minimally invasive surgery."
"After the surgery, the disease came back again?"
"Yes," the young man said.
"You have a sarcoma in your abdomen, but it is benign and still growing."
"Yes," the young man said.
He had this strange disease. A benign tumor in his abdomen grew in the same place. Every time it was removed, it would grow again. He had had two minimally invasive surgeries. He had received treatment in Jing. The specialists there didn't understand what was going on. The interval between the recurrence was too short.
Surgery, even minimally invasive surgery, was a kind of trauma to the body. Moreover, he was a patient. When he checked his pulse, he found that his Qi and blood were extraordinarily strong. Therefore, his body was so strong. Wang Yao couldn't figure it out.
"What do you like to eat?"
"Well, I eat everything," the young man said. "I like to eat meat."
"What about your habits?"
"I like to exercise, especially basketball."
"Well, I'll prescribe a medicine for you. Come and go at this time tomorrow," Wang Yao said.
"OK," the young man said.
"Let me say this first. The price of this medicine is very cheap. You saw what happened just now!"
"I can afford it," the young man said with a smile.
"The medicine may cost more than 10,000 yuan."
"No problem," the tall young man said.
"That's good."
He might need to use medium-grade magic herbs for the medicine. It was not as simple as the leaf of detoxification grass.
The two young men left.
"You don't believe him, do you?"
"Didn't you bring me here? Besides, I saw the child's condition just now. He should be a person with real ability. Besides, the monk can run away, but the temple can't run away. If the money doesn't work, his medical center is still here, isn't it? His home is also here. What are you afraid of?"
"You're right."
"But, 10,000 yuan for a medicine, this is the first time I've heard of it," the tall young man said.
"It's a very strange disease!"
After the two young men left, Wang Yao was thinking about the illness of the young man.
Logically speaking, people who were ill usually suffered from Qi and blood exhaustion, especially those who had undergone surgery. However, this young man had undergone several surgeries in the past few years. Moreover, during this period of time, he was troubled by the illness. Yet, his body did not seem to have lost weight. It was a strange thing.
Putting this aside, Wang Yao thought about how to remove the sarcomas in the young man's body.
Among the licorice roots that Wang Yao had planted, there were two that could have the effect of removing the sarcomas.
Pear grass could remove ulcers.
Cizhan could remove the sarcomas.
Which one should I use?
Considering the situation of the young man, he decided to use Cizhan as the main herb. He would supplement it with other common herbs to see how effective it was.
In a clinic in Lianshan County.
Pan Jun was massaging the shoulders of an old man.
The old man's shoulders hurt. It was an old problem. The effect of medicine and injections was not very good.
"How do you feel?"
"Well, I'm fine," the old man replied.
He was considered a regular customer of the clinic. If his family members had a headache or a cold, he would come here to see them. His home was close to the clinic, and Pan Mei's clinic had a good reputation.
After the massage, the old man moved his shoulders after a while.
"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. Good job!" the old man praised.
"Why haven't I seen you massage people before?"
"I just learned," Pan Jun replied with a smile.
"Really? I'll come here often in the future!"
"No problem," Pan Jun replied with a smile.
The old man paid the money and left.
"How is it, Sis?"
"Is this what you learned from Wang Yao?" Pan Mei asked.
"Yes, I just learned a little bit. No, I didn't even learn a little bit," Pan Jun replied.
"Oh, you are quite modest."
"It's true. The more I interact with Master, the more I feel that he knows a lot, especially in terms of medical skills. It's really admirable."
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