This Doctor Wu was obviously not a hypocritical person, unlike some people who obviously wanted to make money but still pretended to be virtuous on the surface, which was despised by others.
"Where is the patient?"
"He's inside."
In a separate VIP ward, the disciple of the King Pharmacist saw the patient lying on the hospital bed. His face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he was very thin. His eyes were dull, and his body was slightly undulating. It proved that he was still alive and struggling at death's door.
"What kind of illness?"
"Pain, chest and abdomen pain," Mrs. Li said. "Headache. The pain is terrible, and the painkillers don't work."
"How are you suppressing it now?"
"Using a large dose of morphine."
"Drugs?" Dr. Wu frowned slightly. The effect of this kind of painkiller was indeed very good, but its side effects were also very obvious. It was addictive and had a great destructive effect on the human body.
"There's no other way," the woman said. "We can't just watch him die of pain." She had also become a lot haggard in the past few days. She could only watch her son suffer so much. There was nothing she could do. She was anxious and angry, and her body was a little uncomfortable.
"I'll take a look at him first." Dr. Wu came to the hospital bed and took Hou Shida's pulse. It was very weak and a little strange.
Hmm? Dr. Wu frowned slightly. He then carefully checked his abdomen and head.
"How is this possible?" he whispered.
Then, he took the patient's pulse again and carefully checked his chest and abdomen.
"I'll wait until he has an attack," he said as he got up.
"OK." Mrs. Li looked at her watch. "It'll be soon."
They waited in the ward. After about an hour, Hou Shida, who was in a comatose state, reacted and let out a loud cry.
At this time, Dr. Wu hurried to him and grabbed his wrist. He asked someone to help hold him down. He listened to his chest and abdomen and pressed his pulse.
"Hold him down," he got up and said to the woman next to him.
"OK." Mrs. Li made a gesture, and someone immediately came in from outside to hold down Hou Shida, who was still wailing, like a pig about to be slaughtered.
Doctor Wu took out a needle pouch from the medicine box he carried with him, then took out several silver needles and pierced them into his abdomen at an extremely fast speed.
Mmm!
Hou Shida's legs suddenly stiffened, and his body stiffened.
"What, what's going on?!" Mrs. Li was shocked.
"Don't panic." Doctor Wu pulled out a few silver needles and then pricked a few more places.
"Ah!" There was another scream. Hou Shida wailed again.
Not good, not good at all!
Doctor Wu's expression was very solemn, and there was even sweat on his forehead.
"You can use morphine now."
After a large dose of morphine was injected, Hou Shida wailed on the hospital bed for a long time before he stopped.
"Dr. Wu, my son's illness."
"I'm sorry, Madam. I can't cure him. I've disappointed you," the disciple of the King of Medicine said after a long silence.
He would try as long as he was 30% sure, but he was not even 100% sure about this illness.
"What?!" Mrs. Li's face changed. It was very ugly.
"I can't cure this illness."
There was silence for a long time.
"Can you see the cause of the illness?"
"Yes."
"What is it?"
Mrs. Li asked. "There is an external evil invading his meridians," Dr. Wu said. "It's just that his meridians are disordered, and his internal organs are dysfunctional, so he often feels pain, including in his head."
"It's the same as what Dr. Chen and Dr. Li said, but it can't be removed," Mrs. Li said.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," Dr. Wu said. He didn't expect to meet such a patient there. He felt helpless.
"Dr. Wu, do you know who can treat this illness?" Mrs. Li asked.
"Well …" Dr. Wu thought for a while.
"My master should be able to, but he has a lot of rules."
"There are many rules that can be followed," Mrs. Li said. "Dr. Wu, as his disciple, don't you have special care?"
Mrs. Li asked. "No, my master specifically pointed that out." Doctor Wu shook his head. In fact, these disciples of his were given special care, but he would never waste such a precious opportunity for an outsider like this.
"Ah!" Mrs. Li sighed after listening.
"Xiao Hou, give Dr. Wu the consultation fee."
"Yes, Ma 'am."
"Ah, you don't have to come," Mrs. Li said. "The illness hasn't been cured. I don't deserve it."
"Dr. Wu has tried his best," Mrs. Li said.
In the end, the disciple of the King Pharmacist didn't accept the consultation fee, but accepted the convenience of travel and accommodation.
"Ma 'am?"
"According to the rules, go to the King Pharmacist's place," Mrs. Li said after taking a deep breath.
"Got it. I'll arrange it right away."
This was the most helpless choice. …
In the mountain village, on Nanshan Hill …
Wang Yao was testing a very special medicine.
Double the purification of licorice, mixed with the appropriate amount of Xianqiuluo flowers, supplemented with the appropriate amount of wine …
He was making a kind of rosemary.
Well, the taste is quite good, but I don't know how the effect is. Looking at the small white porcelain bottle, which contained the special medicine he was trying to make, he gently opened the cork. Immediately, a special fragrance floated out.
Well, I feel refreshed after taking a whiff.
I'll go down the mountain and find someone to try it.
He took the medicine he had just made and went down the mountain. He didn't go to the clinic. Instead, he went to Zhong Liuchuan's home.
"Sir."
"Hello, Sir."
"Hello, Anxin. Do you have a holiday today?"
"Yes, Saturday is a holiday."
"Anxin, go back to do your homework," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I have something to discuss with Sir."
"Okay." Zhong Anxin returned to her room happily.
"Well, your progress is quite fast." Wang Yao found that Zhong Liuchuan's breathing seemed to have changed a lot after not seeing him for a few days. This was the effect of practicing the method of respiration.
"When you have nothing to do, you sit quietly in the room."
"Well, let's go next door and see the guy."
"Okay."
The two of them went next door.
Clatter! The door was opened.
"Someone's here?" Jia Zizai, who was lying on the kang, had his eyes lit up. He had had enough of this kind of life in the past few days. He was weak all over, and he didn't have any meat or wine. However, he couldn't see anyone all day long. He was just lying there quietly, which was too torturous. It was a kind of mental torture.
"Hey, there are two people today."
"It's you!" As soon as he saw Wang Yao, the fire in Jia Zizai's heart burned crazily. However, he could only burn. Other than that, he couldn't do anything. His current situation was described by the saying, "The spirit is willing, but the strength is insufficient."
"Well, you look good!" Wang Yao looked at him and smiled.
"Bah!"
"Try it," Zhong Liuchuan said. "You can still look good like this. You are a pharmacist. How can you have such eyesight?"
"I'll help you remove the restrictions." Wang Yao smiled.
"What?" Jia Zizai was stunned. Is he going to let me go? Or is he going to kill me?
Wang Yao patted the air a few times. Then, a stream of heat flowed into his body and was extracted. Then, he magically found that his body could move freely, and the strength that had disappeared was quickly returning.
"Huff, huff, huff!" He could breathe. This feeling was so good.
He stood up abruptly.
Ah, dizzy, dizzy.
Suddenly, he felt as if the sky and earth were spinning. This was too sudden.
"Liuchuan, can you go out for a while?"
"Yes, Sir." Zhong Liuchuan left the room.
"What's the situation? Do you want to talk alone?" Jia Zizai didn't know what the pharmacist was up to.
"Come, smell this. How about it?" Wang Yao took out a white porcelain bottle and opened the stopper.
"Huh?" Jia Zizai was stunned.
"Smell it? What do you mean?"
"No, there is a conspiracy."
Ah, my head is so dizzy!
Suddenly, he knelt on the ground. The spirit and strength in his body that had not been easy to recover receded like the tide.
"D * mn, what is this?"
This time was different from the last time. He just felt that his body didn't have much strength. He also felt that his body was hot. His chest was stuffy, and his breathing was not smooth. His head hurt badly.
"Hey, where did the bird come from?"
He blinked hard and then realized that he was hallucinating.
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