It took him a lot of time to make only one decoction. The equipment was limited, but it was not bad.
"One decoction is enough," Wang Yao said.
This decoction was the most important detoxification medicine. It cured the root of the problem.
In the afternoon, he saw Li Fang and his son again.
"Take this decoction once in the morning. Take it once a day for seven days." Wang Yao handed the decoction to Li Fang.
"Okay."
"There may be some vomiting and diarrhea," Wang Yao said. "Those are normal detoxification reactions. Don't panic. I'll prepare another decoction for you to restore his vitality. You can make it yourself."
"Thank you so much," Li Fang hurriedly said.
"Take the decoction now. I'll see how his body reacts."
"Okay."
A small cup of decoction was taken warmly. Not long after taking the decoction, the child's expression changed.
"What's wrong, Xiao Ming?"
"My stomach hurts," the child said while covering his stomach.
"Wait a minute." Wang Yao took out two silver needles from the bag he carried with him and pierced the child's chest and abdomen a few times. The child's painful expression weakened a lot.
This was the effect of the decoction. It killed insects and detoxified toxins. At the same time, some toxins and toxins were expelled from the body.
About half an hour later, the child went to the toilet. He had severe diarrhea and excreted a large amount of dark brown liquid toxins. The entire toilet was filled with a unique stench. It spread into the guest room. It was unbearable. It made people want to vomit. Li Fang hurriedly opened the window to ventilate.
"This is the detoxification stage."
After waiting for another hour and finding that the child's body was fine, Wang Yao left.
"Xiao Ming, how do you feel?" Li Fang asked his son softly.
"My body is weak," the boy said weakly. The boy said weakly. In fact, his body had no strength to begin with. He was a dying man, and this torment had consumed the little physical strength and energy in his body. Fortunately, Wang Yao had added a "shanjing" into the medicine. Although the amount was not large, it could play a great role in consolidating the corporeity. Moreover, the effect was more gentle, unlike the hot tonic ginseng.
"If you're bored, then take a nap. Your body will feel better when you wake up."
"Okay." The little boy closed his eyes.
Li Fang and Jia Zizai gently closed the door and went to the living room outside.
"Don't use these medicines for the time being." Jia Zizai looked at the expensive imported medicines that Li Fang had specially prepared for her son.
"If it doesn't work, we still have to use it," Li Fang said. He was still not at ease with the young doctor.
"You'll see the results within three days," Jia Zizai said. He understood Li Fang's concern. Facts were the best proof.
"You seem to have a blind trust in him," Li Fang said. "This is not in line with your character!" He found that Jia Zizai had a special trust and respect for Dr. Wang. This was shocking to him. In their profession, it was very difficult to trust and respect someone.
"He has that ability," Jia Zizai said.
That night, Wang Yao prepared several servings of Primordial Spirit Soup. They were all herbs. He did not boil them. He then went to the hotel where Li Fang was.
"This is another medicine," Wang Yao said. "The method to boil it is written on the list. You can boil it yourself. This medicine is enough for seven days. I'll go back first. Look for me if you need anything. Also, don't give him the medicine."
"Thank you."
Li Fang wanted to pay the consultation fee.
"Let's wait for seven days," Wang Yao said.
The next day, Wang Yao returned to the mountain village.
Knowing that Wang Yao had returned, Zhong Liuchuan went to the clinic to look for him. "Sir, many people came to see you while you were away!"
"See a doctor?"
Zhong Liuchuan asked. "Yes, one day, I don't know why, but there were a lot of people," Zhong Liuchuan said. "There were cars outside the clinic." That day, Zhong Liuchuan remembered that day.
When he got up in the morning to start his morning exercise, he noticed that there were cars parked outside the clinic. Some people came to see a doctor with children. He went forward to explain that the clinic was not open for business, but they said they wanted to wait and see. He went out for a run. When he came back, he found that not only did the people not leave, but there were even more. This made him a little worried. He was afraid that some people had bad intentions, so he waited there. As a result, more and more people came. There was even a long line of cars outside. Most of them were parents with children.
"Children?"
Zhong Liuchuan asked. "Yes, most of them came with children," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I heard that many of them were coughing very badly. They said that your cough medicine was particularly effective."
"Oh?" Wang Yao was a little surprised.
"It seems that the cough medicine I made for children is very effective," Zhong Liuchuan said. "Some parents used it and did free publicity."
"Is there anything else?"
Zhong Liuchuan asked.
"That's good," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Sir, you are treating me as an outsider," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Well, the clinic is not open today," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I'll go to the mountain for a walk."
"Oh, OK." Zhong Liuchuan also returned to his small courtyard.
Wang Yao walked alone on the mountain road. At this time, the weather was very cool, which made people feel very comfortable.
Autumn was Wang Yao's favorite season.
Woof! Woof! Woof! After hearing Wang Yao's voice, San Xian happily ran down the mountain. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wang Yao. He wagged his tail happily and licked Wang Yao's hand.
"San Xian, why are you fat again?" Wang Yao smiled and touched San Xian's big head.
Woof!
Hahaha! Wang Yao laughed.
"Let's go," Wang Yao said. "Let's go around."
The man and the dog walked around Nanshan Mountain and finally came to the top of Nanshan Hill.
Ah!
Wang Yao took a deep breath on the mountain and then let out a long howl.
"Home is still the best!"
He would see patients the next day.
After dinner, he opened his WeChat and found that there were a lot of messages.
"Dr. Wang, when will you come back? My son has a bad cough. It's not good for him to stay for more than an hour. I want to see you."
"By the way, my child is also like this."
"He has been in the county hospital for more than a week, and he hasn't gotten better. I want to see him too."
Many of the following messages were similar.
"Well, it seems that the children's coughing symptoms in this stage are quite serious." After seeing these things, Wang Yao knew he had to prepare more cough medicine for children.
When he updated his Weibo and wrote that the clinic would be open the next day, there were soon replies.
That night, Wang Yao decocted some cough medicine and put it in a bottle.
The next morning, the sun was bright. It was just after 7 a.m., but there were seven or eight cars waiting outside the clinic.
"Oh, it's starting again today!" A villager who got up early in the morning sighed.
"It's probably Fenghua's son coming back."
Wang Yao went down the mountain earlier than usual. He was quite surprised to see those people from a distance.
"So early?"
He hurriedly opened the door and began to see patients.
"Oh, Dr. Wang, you're finally open. This is the third time I've been here," said the woman who brought her child to see the doctor.
"If you want to see a doctor, you must check my Weibo. If I am not at home, I will inform you in advance so that you don't have to come in vain," Wang Yao said.
"Yes, take a look at the child," the woman said. "He has a bad cough, and there is always phlegm in his throat. He took a blood test in the hospital and was diagnosed with pneumonia. It's been more than an hour, and he is still like this. He can't sleep at night or eat well."
"Let me see."
A seven-year-old boy had been coughing since he entered the room. He didn't look well. When he breathed, there was a heavy noise, as if something was blocking his lungs and throat.
"Can you please bring that basin here?"
Wang Yao rubbed several acupuncture points on the child's back. Cough, cough, cough. The child's cough became more frequent. Cough, cough, cough. A large mouthful of yellow phlegm was spat out.
Phew, phew. This time, his breathing was much smoother.
"There is indeed inflammation in the lungs."
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