"I think I should give you a salary," Wang Yao said while the master and disciple were drinking tea.
Pan Jun had indeed helped him a lot when he was there. He had lightened his burden, especially in the past two days, when there were a lot of patients.
"Don't joke around," Pan Jun said with a smile. "I haven't paid your tuition yet. Besides, what I did was just a small favor."
In the long run, he had benefited. He had learned another medical skill from Wang Yao. Not to mention other things, many people in his sister's clinic had gone to him for a massage. Everyone in the nearby community knew that Dr. Pan's massage skills were quite good. That had attracted a lot of patients to his sister's clinic. Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, Pan Jun was very grateful to Wang Yao.
"By the way, I've finished reading the books I brought from you last time. I'll bring them back next time. Can I bring two more when I go back this time?"
"OK, I have them on the table."
Wang Yao took two medical books from the table. They were about traditional Chinese medicine and handed them to him.
These books could be bought either in physical stores or on the Internet. However, the contents of the books were different. Wang Yao had carefully read every book that Pan Jun took away several times. Some parts of the books were annotated, and the parts that he felt were not suitable were marked. The contents of these books were not all correct, and there were also some parts that were not detailed.
Pan Jun did not stay for dinner. He drove away at about 5 p.m.
Wang Yao cleaned up the clinic, locked the door, and left. On the way back, he met Zhong Liuchuan and Zhong Anxin, who were walking in the village. Zhong Anxin looked very good.
"Dr. Wang."
"Have you had dinner?"
"Yes, I'm out for a walk. Did you just finish your work?"
"Yes, I just finished."
When he returned home, the meal was ready.
After dinner, Wang Yao heard his father talk about Li Jiagui.
"The hot spring in Li Jiagui is closed."
"It stopped? Why?"
"Someone died."
"Dead? Can people die in a hot spring?" Wang Yao said.
"I heard it from someone a few days ago. That person seemed to have a problem with his head. When he was bathing in the hot spring, he suddenly fell ill and passed away before he could be sent to the hospital. That person's son was quite capable. He didn't want to let this matter rest. He insisted on an explanation and compensation. He even went to court because of this matter. He sent people to make trouble every day. The owner of the hot spring resort simply closed down for rectification," Wang Fenghua said.
"You've been there. How did it feel?"
"I think it's pretty good. It's a pity to close it."
This matter was the topic of conversation after a meal.
In the evening, Wang Yao chatted with Su Xiaoxue over the phone for a while. After chatting for a while, he calmed down and picked up the Taoist scripture that he had put down for a while and started to read.
In the forest on the mountain, the wind rose and the trees swayed.
The dog lying in the kennel raised its head and pricked up its ears.
The eyes of the goshawk standing on the branch shone brightly.
Rustle. A snake came under the window. It coiled up and raised its head.
They seemed to be very absorbed and serious.
Wang Yao didn't stop until 11 o 'clock at night.
After a while.
The dog lay down, the goshawk folded its wings, and the black snake slithered away.
The night passed quietly.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly.
In the early morning, Wang Yao began a busy day.
He saw seven patients in the morning. At noon, he took a break. At about 1 p.m., Pan Jun came to help again.
"Well, you don't have to work today again?"
Wang Yao asked. "I took over a shift last night and slept in the morning. I'm free today and tomorrow," Pan Jun said.
"Have a sip of tea first."
At this time, no one had come. It was also a short break.
After a while, patients came in one after another.
"Yao, do you have pediatric paracetamol huangnamin granules here?"
While Wang Yao was seeing patients, a middle-aged man in his 40s came in from outside. He was from the same village as Wang Yao. After coming in, he didn't wait in line and asked directly.
"Hmm? No. "
"Oh, forget it then."
After saying that, he turned and went out again. This was not the first time someone came to buy medicine. They didn't see patients but bought medicine.
"What is that?"
"Cold medicine commonly used by children."
At around four o 'clock in the afternoon, most of the patients in the clinic had been treated.
"Master, there are fewer people today."
"Well, there can't be so many people all the time," Wang Yao said.
The reason why there were so many people in the first two days was probably because he hadn't been here for a week. The patients who came to see the doctor had accumulated together. It was also a peak. After the two days of peak, the situation in the past few days was relatively normal.
"Someone is coming." He turned his head and glanced outside.
There was the sound of the door opening. Two people came in. One of them was a well-dressed young man. He was supporting an old man in his 50s. The old man was dressed very differently and even a little shabby. The old man seemed to be seriously ill. His hair was gray and his face was blue. He didn't have much of a figure. His back was hunched. He walked unsteadily and strenuously. He relied on the young man next to him to support him.
"Dad, slow down."
The old man was very dangerous.
From the moment the father and son entered the door, Wang Yao had begun to use the method of observation to see the patient.
The old man was very ill. He had a look of death on his face. His breathing was weak. He breathed in more than out. Wang Yao even saw the signs of his death.
"Doctor, please take a look at my dad," the young man said.
"Help him sit down first." Wang Yao got up and went to the old man's side. He reached out and put his hand on the old man's wrist.
Ah!
The old man sighed for no reason.
"Do you feel stuffy in your chest?" Wang Yao asked.
"Stuffy, like a stone is blocking my chest," the old man said.
The old man's heart and lungs were very serious problems.
No.
Wang Yao was startled.
Cough, cough, cough. The old man suddenly coughed violently. His body began to twitch.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" the young man anxiously asked.
Wang Yao quickly took out the needle bag and took out the silver needles. He quickly pierced several acupuncture points on the old man's chest.
"Dad."
Dark red blood oozed out of the old man's mouth.
"Dad, don't scare me. Doctor, please save my dad!" The young man tightly grasped Wang Yao's hand.
"Get out of my way!"
Wang Yao's hand shook. The young man took a few steps back.
"What is this?!"
Wang Yao hurriedly gave him a stream of neixi and fed him a Nine Herbs pill. He used a unique method to massage the acupoints. Finally, the old man's life was saved.
"Doctor, is my dad okay?"
"His life is not in danger for the time being," Wang Yao said.
"Where are you from?"
"We are not local," the young man said.
"Not local? How long has the old man been ill?"
"Two years?" the young man replied.
"Two years. He is so sick. Haven't you been to a regular hospital?"
"Yes, but the effect is not good," the young man said.
Cough, cough, cough. The old man began to cough.
That's not right! Wang Yao thought. The old man's illness was definitely not so serious at the beginning. His current situation was probably delayed because he did not receive treatment in time.
"Doctor, what should I do next?"
Wang Yao looked at the young man who was dressed decently.
"I suggest you go to a big hospital to have a check-up. The old man's condition needs long-term treatment," Wang Yao said.
"Go to the hospital? Don't you have any treatment here?" the young man asked.
Wang Yao shook his head.
"But I heard that your medical skills are very good," the young man said.
"You are very nervous," Wang Yao suddenly said.
"Ah?" The young man was stunned.
"What do you mean?"
"Ah, nothing. Look at the sweat on your head," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, my dad was worried about me just now."
"Take the old man to a big hospital to have a check-up," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, thank you. What about the consultation fee?"
"Forget it. The illness is not cured."
"OK, thank you."
The young man took the old man out of the clinic trembling.
"Master, what about the old man?"
"Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad?"
Not long after the father and son left, the young man came back with the old man on his back. When they came in, the old man's mouth was bleeding. It seemed that he was dying.
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