The boy in linen checked his pulse for a while, then withdrew his hand, picked up the pen, wrote a prescription on the paper, and handed it to a young man behind him.
"Decoct the medicine according to the prescription. Boil five bowls of water into one bowl and give it to the patient immediately." His voice was slightly low, but very pleasant.
"Yes, Master." The young man took the prescription politely and walked out of the room quickly. Without even looking at the people lined up outside, he went directly to the thatched cottage next to him to grab some medicine and boil it.
The young man was only one or two years younger than the boy in Mai, but he called the boy in Mai his master. This meant that the boy in Mai was the miracle doctor they were looking for on this trip.
Xiaoru's mouth opened so wide that she could hardly close it.
This miracle doctor... is too young, right
Zhui Feng's heart sank even more. He originally had a glimmer of hope. This young man in sackcloth was a disciple of the miracle doctor, but it looked like he was the miracle doctor himself.
Humph, the world's greatest miracle doctor is probably the world's greatest liar!
He said bitterly in his heart.
"Miracle doctor, can this disease of mine really be cured?" Opposite the young man in Mai was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a sad face, skinny bones, and a sallow complexion.
Although he is only in his forties, his face has grooves and grooves, making him look very old.
"You said that if I only take this dose of medicine, the stomach pain that has tortured me for more than ten years will be cured?" There was a look of disbelief on his face.
As the saying goes, stomachache is not a disease, but it can be fatal.
He has suffered from abdominal pain from time to time since he was in his twenties. It was not serious at first and he was young, so he could tolerate it and get over it.
Unexpectedly, his abdominal pain became more and more serious year by year. Not only was his face and muscles tortured by this problem, his face became sallow and thin, but his body became increasingly weak.
"Yes." The young man in Mai nodded and said calmly: "You don't have any serious illness, you just have too many bugs in your stomach. Take this medicine and knock out the bugs in your stomach, and your abdominal pain will be cured without treatment."
The middle-aged man was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "Miracle doctor, you... you said there are worms in my stomach? I... am I going to die?"
His face turned pale with fear, thinking how could this man survive if there were worms in his stomach.
The boy in Mai said: "You will not die. This kind of bug will not kill you, but it will slowly wear away your body and absorb the nutrients from your body. You can eat five big steamed buns in one meal now, but But you are skinny. In fact, everything you eat is absorbed by the bugs in your stomach. After you kill the bugs, your body will naturally recover slowly, and you will soon have strength and become stronger. ”
He seemed to be very patient, and his explanations were precise and easy to understand. Even the patients around him who did not understand medical skills could understand and nod their heads.
Moreover, his attitude towards the patient was very friendly and natural, without any cold attitude, which was completely different from the miracle doctor Shen Ning imagined in her mind.
"Master, the medicine is ready."
The young man from before came in with a bowl of thickly fried soup.
"Well, give it to him and take it while it's hot." The young man in linen clothes said.
The middle-aged man took the medicine bowl with trembling hands, waited for the medicine to cool down a little, then drank it with his heart pumping.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and they were surprised and curious. This was the first time they heard that there were worms in people's stomachs, but this was a disease diagnosed by the miracle doctor himself, and everyone believed it.
Except chasing the wind.