The grandfather and grandson were talking, and suddenly there was a loud noise outside, "Quickly let go, let's go, the child is going to die, I'll find the doctor."
Bai Zhi hooked her lips: "Opportunity is here!"
She closed the book and looked up at the open door.
I saw a man rushing in with a child in his arms. Behind the man was a woman who was tall and thin, with a pale face and no master.
After the man rushed in with the baby in his arms, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Is the doctor here? Hurry up and save my baby."
Xiao Jing walked out quickly behind the medicine cabinet, trot to the man, and looked at the child in his arms.
I saw the child closed his eyes tightly, and his body was twitching constantly, as if being shocked by electric shocks.
It's very similar to the shofar madness, but a little bit different.
Seeing Xiaojing's reaction too often, the man hurriedly said, "It's either the horns is crazy, or the cold, it's just cold."
Bai Zhi walked to Xiaojing's side, glanced at the child in the man's arms, and then said, "Hold it to the clinic."
Xiaojing hurriedly led the man to the clinic, and after putting the twitching child on the bed, Xiaojing asked them to go out and wait.
The man refused to go, and looked around. Apart from the young Xiaojing, there was only the younger girl who had just asked him to carry the child to the consultation room.
"Where's the doctor? Where's your doctor?" He often goes to the clinic, and he can still tell the quality of the doctor in the clinic.
The two young girls in front of them could never be doctors.
Bai Zhi stepped forward, already holding the needle pack in his hand, and quickly laid it out by the bed.
After the needle kit was laid, Bai Zhi answered him: "I am the doctor, please go out first."
The man looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, no, it was a little girl.
This little girl looked like she was eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she be a doctor in a Chinese medicine clinic
In general, the doctors in the Chinese medicine clinic are old Chinese doctors who have retired from regular hospitals. Even if they are not old Chinese doctors, they are people who have followed old Chinese medicine for decades. There is absolutely no way that there will be a young Chinese doctor like this girl. doctor.
At least he has never seen it.
Don't say he hasn't seen it, and Bai Zhi hasn't seen it himself.
"Are you a doctor?" The man looked at Bai Zhi with questioning eyes, with a look of disbelief.
At this time, Bai Zhi had already untied the boy's clothes, and shook the silver needle into the acupuncture points on the boy's body very quickly, shocking the man to step forward and want to grab the needle.
Dongfang Mu walked in, reached out and clasped the man's arm, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to save your son, you'd better not move."
The man didn’t notice Dongfang Mu just now. When he saw him this time, he felt relieved and said hurriedly, “You must be a doctor, please save my son.” The old man in front of him has a very special bearing, and he has seen him. Doctors of Chinese medicine are not the same, maybe they are still masters.
Dongfang Mu shook his head: "I am not a doctor, my granddaughter is a doctor." Then he pointed to Bai Zhi's back, and said, "Don't worry, my granddaughter is very good at medical skills."
The man's complexion immediately changed, and he turned to look at the girl and his son again, only to see that his son had been pierced with more than a dozen stitches in his chest.
Silver Needle danced cheerfully on the child's skin, as if it was accompanied by a musical instrument, full of rhythm.
He still wanted to stop him, and he was stopped by his wife as soon as he opened his mouth. The sister-in-law pointed to his son with joy and said: "Stop smoking, look at him, stop smoking, stop smoking at all."