"What kind of pain?"
"It comes one after another, like needle pricks."
"how long it has been?"
"Well, it will take six or seven days." The man thought carefully.
"When do you go to bed these days?" He saw that this man's face was not particularly good, and he had heavy bags under his eyes, which was a sign of not getting a good night's rest.
"Well, I'm quite busy with work these days. I have to go after eleven every night."
"How long did it last?"
"Well, about half a month." He said after considering it carefully.
"Half a month is not a short time."
At night, after 11 o'clock, almost all parts of the body are basically in a state of rest. It is necessary to enter a sleep state at this time, so as to ensure that your body gets enough rest. Staying up late for a long time will cause considerable damage to the body. big.
"Your illness is probably caused by poor rest. Pay attention to rest, live a regular life, and never stay up late. It's not a big problem."
"Oh, Doctor Wang, I want to rest now, but my head hurts from time to time when I lie down, and I can't sleep," the man said.
Some time ago, because of work, he often stayed up late to catch up on progress. Now that the work was completed, he wanted to rest, but his head hurt again and he couldn't sleep.
"This is easy."
Wang Yao took out the silver needle, pricked it in two parts of his head, twisted it a few times, and then pulled out the silver needle.
"Before going to bed, pay attention to a peaceful mind and avoid violent mood swings."
"Hey, okay, is that enough?"
"Okay, if you can't talk anymore, you can come to me again."
"Okay, how much is it?"
"No need to pay." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Thank you then."
"Well, walk slowly."
After treating this patient, it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning.
"Well, this doctor is not bad. He offers free treatment."
The two patients left the hospital and returned home to talk to their families.
"Really or not, are there such good doctors now?"
"Of course it's true!"
"Is the treatment working?"
"It works, my head doesn't hurt at all now."
At noon, Wang Yao had just finished his meal when a guest came to his home.
"Um, is Xiaoyao here?" A woman from the same village came in, in her thirties, with a child in her arms.
"aunt."
"Hey, Xiqin is here. Come sit down in the room. What's wrong?"
"The child has a fever and doesn't make any fuss. He just sleeps. I was worried, so I came over to see Xiaoyao for a check-up," the woman said.
"Sit down and wait, Wang Yao."
"heard it."
Most of the people in the village are very good. When they are sick, they usually go to the hospital for treatment, unless it is a special situation, like now, when they are in a hurry. Just come over and find the door.
"Let me see."
The child is not very old, about two years old, and just sleeps while listening to his mother's words, with a bright red face.
Wang Yao stretched out his hand to try.
hot to hand,
high fever!
"how long it has been?"
"Well, this is the second day," the woman said.
"Didn't you give him any medicine?"
"After eating, it went down during the day and came back again in the afternoon. I don't like to eat anymore."
"There is heat poison in the body and it needs to be dissipated, otherwise the child will be damaged by the heat." Wang Yaodao.
"How to break up?"
"Put him down."
After hearing this, the woman put her son on the sofa.
Wang Yao quickly opened the child's clothes and massaged him with a unique technique. The child was exceptionally well-behaved and neither cried nor fussed. Usually children would cry when the fever reached this level.
Soon, the child's head began to sweat.
A child with a fever will not sweat, which indicates that the child's fever is beginning to go down.
"He should have a rash." Wang Yao said.
"He has been infected. Didn't he say it once and be immune for life?"
"There are many types of rashes," Wang Yao said.
"Okay, most of the heat poison has been pulled out, and the rest will dissipate on its own. Make sure to give him plenty of water, and don't cover him up so much when he has such a high fever." Wang Yaodao.
"Hey, okay, thank you, um..."
"No need." Wang Yao waved his hand.
"Okay, okay," the woman happily hugged the child and left.
"Is Xi Qi's child okay?"
"It's okay, just go back and sleep."
After dinner, Wang Yao returned to the medical center and took a short nap.
In the afternoon, Li Shiyu's trees were transported again. He spent the whole afternoon busy transporting trees on the mountain, digging holes and planting part of them.
At the bottom of the mountain, outside the medical center, four cars came.
"is it here?"
"Yes, this is the house with Hui-style architecture."
"Hey, why is the door still locked? This is, he is no longer here!"
Wang Yao is not in the hospital, so when he is not seeing a doctor, he will hang this wooden sign on the door of the hospital to remind people who come to see the doctor.
"Hey, did you come here for nothing?"
"What should we do?"
"Let's go back and come back tomorrow morning."
A few people came, saw that the door was closed, and then left, preparing to come back tomorrow. Some people refused to give up and waited outside the medical center. As a result, they waited until the sun went down and did not wait for Wang Yao. None of these people went to look for him at his home, even if some people knew that he lived in this village, because the wooden sign on the wall hung the rules for seeing a doctor. This rule has been recognized by most of the people who have been here. As we all know, they will give this advice when recommending their relatives or friends to come here for medical treatment.
When Wang Yao came down from the mountain, the sky had completely darkened. When he came to the outside of the medical center, he found someone waiting there.
A man, wearing sunglasses and a mask, his face could not be seen clearly, and his hair was already gray.
"Hello, are you here to see a doctor?" Wang Yao stepped forward and asked.
"Well, yes, you are Dr. Wang?"
"I am, doesn't it say on the sign that there will be no medical appointments this afternoon? Are you just waiting here?"
"Hey, there's nothing to do when we go back anyway."
"Come in." Wang Yao opened the door and invited him into the house.
"What's the disease?"
"Take a look."
The man took off his mask, and Wang Yao discovered that there was a scar on the left corner of his mouth, all the way to the root of his ear. The scar had not yet healed, and had already begun to fester to his forehead, and the wound was a strange purple color.
No wonder he wears a mask.
This scar is a bit scary.
"When did you get injured?"
"About a month." The man said. As soon as he spoke, dark red blood flowed out of the wound, which was very oozing.
"Sewn?"
"Yeah, but it didn't heal and became inflamed, so I took out the stitches." The man said.
"You're not a local, are you?"
"No, from Daocheng." The man said.
"How did you find out?"
"Listen to Brother Hao."
"Ah Hao, the one following Sun Zhengrong?" Wang Yao asked after hearing this.
"Yes, it's him."
Wang Yao looked at the wound carefully, and then looked at the man in front of him.
His body was tense, his brows wrinkled from time to time, as if he was enduring pain, and his body had a unique smell.
"This is a stab wound!" he said with certainty.
"yes."
"bodyguard?"
"Well, you can also think of him as a thug." He wiped away the blood as he spoke.
"The knife is poisonous. Has your hair turned white recently?"
"yes."
"Is there something wrong with your eyes too?"
"Yes!" The man had a surprised look on his face after hearing this, and then slowly took off his huge toad glasses, only to see that his eyeballs were very yellow.
"I can cure your disease, but you are very well-behaved." Wang Yao said.
"I'll take care of it!" the man said.
"Okay, wait a moment." After saying that, Wang Yao went out.
This man was the only one left in the room. He sat there quietly, looking at the room. It was very simple, even a little crude.
Not long after, Wang Yao came over with a porcelain vase. Pour out a small cup.
"Drink this medicine."
This is "Jiedu Powder", made from a leaf of "Jiedu Herb".
After drinking it, about ten minutes later, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Feeling better?"
"much better."
He was injured with a sharp blade while fighting with someone. The knife was indeed poisonous, and it was so poisonous that it was difficult for his wound to heal. Moreover, the poison entered his body for several days. During the period, my hair turned gray, my body ached terribly, I vomited everything I ate, my eyes began to blur, and the energy and strength that once seemed inexhaustible began to dry up.