Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps outside, and even a hint of crying: "Doctor, Doctor Song, please save my child...!"
Everyone followed the sound and saw only a few people hurried in from outside the door. First there was a big man in his early thirties, followed by three or four people. Among them was a woman in a coarse skirt with tears streaming down her face and a look of sadness. Absolute appearance.
Yang Ning saw the big man holding a child in his hands, and he was covered with a coarse blanket. He was completely covered in it. For a moment, he couldn't tell how old the child was. The big man's eyes were red. After entering the house, He immediately asked: "Who is Doctor Song?"
Mr. Song immediately stepped forward and asked, "I am, what happened?"
The big man said in a trembling voice: "Doctor Song, please save my child, he...!"
Doctor Song had reached out to lift up the blanket, took one look, and let out a soft cry of "Ah". Yang Ning, who was nearby, had already seen that the child in the big man's arms was only five or six years old. Half of his face was red and swollen at this time. Fashion twitched in the big man's arms.
"Did you get soaked by boiling oil?" Doctor Huang on the side also came forward to take a look, frowned and said: "From head to shoulders, half of the body has blisters, and the skin has also been burned. This is Drenched with boiling oil."
The big man said: "We didn't pay attention. The child pulled the hot oil can off the stove and rained down from his head. Doctor, please save him...!" The people behind him were obviously relatives and family members. Crying: "Doctor Song, you have great medical skills, please help me quickly."
Doctor Song looked serious and said: "Put it in the inner room quickly." He turned around and walked to the back. The big man hurriedly hugged the child and followed him, but Doctor Huang and others did not follow him. This is a business rule. Doctors practice medicine and make diagnoses. It's your own privacy. Without permission, it's not good to watch from the sidelines.
Those family members were about to follow, but Duan Canghai stopped him and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Song is helping to see the doctor. Please wait here for a moment. Don't disturb me."
Yang Ning had already arrived behind the screen and saw a wooden bed placed behind it. The child had been placed on the wooden bed. Doctor Song was putting his hand on the child's hand. The big man was extremely anxious beside him.
Tang Nuo followed Yang Ning, as if he wanted to see what was going on. When he saw the child twitching uncontrollably, Doctor Song was still feeling his pulse, frowned, shook his head and said, "This can't be done!"
The room was very quiet. Tang Nuo spoke very directly. Mr. Song could hear clearly. He suddenly turned around and frowned: "What did Miss Tang say?"
Tang Nuo didn't care about Mr. Song's expression and said: "This child was soaked by boiling oil. Not only does he have to deal with the burns, but he is also prone to reinfection. Any delay will increase the risk. There is no need to check his pulse at this time."
Mr. Song was startled for a moment, then his eyes showed a trace of anger, and he sneered: "What do you think Miss Tang should do?"
After all, he is the sitting doctor of Yong'an Hall, and Jinyihou Mansion invites him to sit in the hall. Naturally, he is quite capable in medical skills.
Originally, he had a bit of contempt for Tang Nuo. If it wasn't for Yang Ning, the royal prince, he wouldn't be so polite to Tang Nuo. But at this moment, this young girl actually said in front of everyone. He was wasting time by checking his pulse. Doctor Song was naturally very angry. If it weren't for Yang Ning's presence, he would have had an attack immediately.
Tang Nuo didn't seem to care about Mr. Song's irritation and said: "There should be Sanjicao in the drug store. Use Sanjicao mixed with water to clean the burnt area immediately, and then apply the wound medicine. He was not burned for long. If he was fast, he would not be burned for a long time." It will leave the slightest trace. But if it is not handled properly, it will be counterproductive and leave scars."
Mr. Song frowned and said in a deep voice: "The child has been soaked in boiling oil. The fate is uncertain. Why don't you check the situation first? The drug store is next door. You can get the Sanjicao you mentioned at any time, but if you are not sure If you have good symptoms and take medicine without authorization, the consequences will be disastrous. We treat diseases and save people, but our men are at stake in life and death, and there is no room for sloppiness. Also, the Sanji grass you mentioned is not a herbal medicine for treating burns."
"Sanjicao is not a herbal medicine for treating burns, but it has the effect of detoxifying." Tang Nuo said: "People who live in the remote mountains and wilderness like to put some Sanjicao in their houses, just to get rid of poisonous insects, rats, and ants. I said, Not only do you need to treat burns, but you also need to be careful about infection. Cleaning the burned area with Sanjicao can not only relieve some pain, but also prevent the injured area from getting infected."
"Where did the traveling doctor tell you this?" Mr. Song looked disapproving and said nonchalantly: "I have been treating patients for many years and have seen countless medicinal materials. This Sanji grass is the most common and can be found everywhere in the wilderness. It is easily available and the cheapest. It is rarely used when preparing medicines, but I have never heard that it can also detoxify."
Tang Nuo did not argue anymore. She came to Yong'an Hall this time, carrying her own small medicine box with her. At this moment, she turned around and put the medicine box on the table next to her. She opened the medicine box and quickly took out two silver needles. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked over and pierced the child's shoulder with a needle, and then pierced the child's eyebrows.
Mr. Song saw that she used needles neatly and skillfully, and an expert would know if she was there as soon as she made a move. Although his acupuncture skills were mediocre, he also saw that Tang Nuo's acupuncture skills were quite good. He was originally angry but now He weakened a bit, frowned and asked: "Miss Tang, what are you...?"
"It can relieve the child's pain and slow down the pressure of blood into the heart and lungs. No other accidents will occur." Tang Nuo said simply and clearly.
After seeing Tang Nuo administer the acupuncture, Mr. Song stepped aside and said nothing. After a moment of hesitation, he took back his hand to feel the pulse and asked Tang Nuo: "Miss Tang, do you think the child's injury should be cleaned with Sanji grass first? "
Tang Nuo nodded slightly and said nothing.
Mr. Song thought for a moment and then said: "In that case, let's try Miss Tang's method." He said to the big man: "Go next door and ask them to make a basin of water with Sanji grass. The sooner the better. .”
The big man immediately walked away quickly.
Yang Ning thought to herself that the two of them had a hard time dealing with each other the first day. How could they get along with each other in the future
This Mr. Song is the chief minister of Yong'an Hall. Anyone else would feel unhappy if someone said a few words in public.
Tang Nuo obviously didn't care about face when faced with the disease. The first thing he thought of was how to deal with the disease.
In fact, he knew very well that Mr. Song's years of diagnosis and treatment were far longer than Tang Nuo's, but there were some things that did not mean he would be better with more time.
He knew that Tang Nuo's medical skills were very good, and Mr. Song's medical skills must be far inferior.
Those brilliant doctors who are really skilled in medical skills and rejuvenated are often invited by dignitaries to treat patients. The cost of such doctors' visits is extremely high, and they don't have to worry about money at all. Moreover, they are very famous, and they don't have to worry about no one asking them to see a doctor. Therefore, this type of people really rarely practice medicine in a hospital.
If you can be paid a lot of money to see a doctor, how can you sit bored in a medical clinic and wait for patients to come to your door every day
If you have this time, it would be more practical to study medical books and prepare some herbal medicine.
Doctors who sit in the hospital can often diagnose some common diseases. If they encounter a truly difficult and complicated disease, many people will actually be at a loss.
Yang Ning knew that Mr. Song was willing to try the method Tang Nuo said first. He must have seen that Tang Nuo's acupuncture skills were not weak. However, this old doctor would never admire Tang Nuo just because he knew how to acupuncture. To make this old doctor truly admire him, Tang Nuo really had to show off his skills.
The big man arrived at the medicine shop next door and quickly brought a basin of water in. There were dozens of purple hay branches floating in it. Yang Ning had never seen it before, and knew that this was the Sanji grass that Tang Nuo mentioned.
When Mr. Song saw the big man bringing water in, he was not in a hurry. He raised his hand and said to Tang Nuo: "Miss Tang, why don't you try it yourself. I haven't tried the method you mentioned. I really don't know how to do it."
Yang Ning frowned slightly, knowing that Mr. Song was out of anger and deliberately trying to squeeze Tang Nuo.
The patient was right next to him, but Mr. Song was still thinking about relieving himself. This made Yang Ning look down upon him. However, Tang Nuo did not hesitate at all. He stepped forward and cleaned the child first under the gaze of everyone. After touching the injured area, he immediately got up and took a porcelain bottle from the medicine box. He opened the porcelain bottle and poured some light yellow powder from it on the child's injured area. He sprinkled it several times before reaching out and pressing it on the child's forehead. At the hand veins.
Mr. Song frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Tang, what is in your bottle? Are you sure it can be used as medicine?"
Tang Nuo didn't look at Mr. Song, stretched out his hand and pressed the child's heart, and said: "I prepared this medicine myself. If nothing happens, by this time tomorrow, that is, within twelve hours, this medicine will be ready." The burnt area of the child will remain intact without leaving any traces.”
"How is this possible?" Mr. Song immediately laughed and said: "Miss Tang, is this some kind of panacea that works so well? Not only was it burned by hot oil, but it was even burned by boiling water. Even with the best medicine, it is impossible to He will be cured within a day." He raised his hand and stroked his beard and said, "In our line of work, anything can happen, so we mustn't talk too much."
Tang Nuo was neither arrogant nor impatient and said: "This is the most common healing medicine. I have used it many times and there is no problem." Seeing the big man holding the child looking at him blankly, he said to the big man: "Let him go first Rest here for half an hour. After half an hour, the wound medicine will be integrated into the skin and flesh. Then within twelve hours, do not let his wound get wet again. After twelve hours, everything will be fine. .”
Her tone was calm and composed, but no one could believe her.
The big man was already grateful and said: "Thank you, girl, thank you girl. If I get better tomorrow, my whole family will come to thank you."
But Yang Ning was already staring at the porcelain bottle in Tang Nuo's hand and approaching it. She swallowed her saliva and asked, "Miss Tang, this... this medicine is very expensive, isn't it?"
"It's very ordinary." Tang Nuo said: "It's not complicated to match. Why, do you like it?"
"If it's so magical, I'm not the only one who likes it." Yang Ning's eyes lit up, "I'm sure everyone in the world likes it. It's really a must-have treasure for traveling and staying at home."