Chaihu did not go to sleep in his room yesterday. Instead, he waited in the hospital for Mr. Huang to come back. He was worried that when Mr. Huang came back, he would not be able to hear him calling the door behind him.
As a result, Huang Lao didn't come back all night, and Chaihu also slept in the hospital without knowing it. It was only when he heard Huang Lao calling the door this morning that he was shocked.
As a result, as soon as I put down the first door panel of the medical hall, I saw that his master's face seemed to be a little wrong. Did Master tell the door to sleep too hard last night and didn't hear him, causing his old man to stand here all night
But before the honest Chaihu knelt down and pleaded with Master, Mr. Huang dragged him out of the door: "Go, go to Shenmuzhai, and call him back from your senior. Just say it is The teacher is looking for him in a hurry."
"Master... Master, you mean now?"
"Nonsense, the city gates are closed late, can you two enter the city?"
"Oh oh oh! Disciple is going now?"
Halfway through, Chaihu realized that there was something wrong with it! Why did he become a younger brother earlier than Wu Zheng started? Isn’t it the younger brother’s? Forget it, it’s important to go to the senior, otherwise the master and the elderly will be unhappy again.
When Chaihu left, the opening of the door naturally fell on Tong Tai. After Huang Lao and Tong Qingyuan settled down in the inner hall, Huang Lao naturally took out his old baby stethoscope and kept repeating it. Tong Qingyuan listened all over the front and back.
To be honest, he always does this not to say that he is using auscultation to determine whether Wu Zheng has misdiagnosed, but just wants to hear the difference between the respiratory burns in Wu Zheng's mouth and the sound of tuberculosis
Of course, how did Tong Qingyuan know this? I saw that Huang Lao listened earnestly and thought that Huang Lao was diagnosing him carefully, so he fully cooperated with Huang Lao's auscultation, telling him to hold his chest straight, and call him hunch back. He didn't dare to inhale when he breathed out, and he didn't dare to breath out when he breathed in. He almost suffocated him with a single breath. He also resisted not letting go. There was no way that the potential of a living person was huge.
But how did he know that after hearing that he was suffering from respiratory burns, Huang Lao actually had a treatment plan in his heart. After all, he lived such a big life with such a noble diagnostic equipment, not to mention that he had not even heard of it. , There is still such a diagnostic tool in the medical homes of this world.
Therefore, 80% of this thing is an artifact specially used by the genius doctor Huang to confirm Wu Zheng’s diagnosis. Most people certainly don’t have this benefit, and Wu Zheng is his true disciple. Wouldn’t it be smashed if the patient’s illness was misunderstood. The sign of his old man
After a period of time, Huang made sure that he had written down everything he needed to remember, then he took his stethoscope, took out the pen and paper and started writing the prescription.
"Doctor Huang, I got this disease late..."
Old man Huang didn’t lift up and said, “Didn’t my disciple say! Respiratory burns, just take a few doses of medicine and it’s all right. By the way, you can’t drink raw water during this time, eat less spicy food, and eat more light. Yes. There are also tonics such as ginseng and angelica. You'd better stop it now! Because you have to eat carrots for a few days. After the old man puts on you two injections, you will get better in half a month. Wait for control. After the injury, you can take some tonics to replenish your vitality."
"Can the disease be cured that night?"
"Didn't my disciple say? Others may not be able to cure it, but it will only take a month or two to put it in front of the old man."
Hearing this, the huge boulder that Tong and his son had been pressing in their hearts finally fell to the ground, and Chaihu, who rushed to Shenmuzhai on the other side, even rented a fast horse in the carriage shop, and it was the afternoon when he arrived at Shenmuzhai. Up.
There is no way that it is not fast, but the mountain road is really difficult.
Wu Zheng in Shenmuzhai is watching him making steel in Yang Er's blacksmith's shop. This is already the fifth fastest steel piece. The first four pieces are all because of the steel fire. Wu Zheng feels that the crane mouth is made of such steel. Ho was really uneconomical and was rejected by his vote.
When the fifth piece of steel was clamped out of the furnace with iron tongs and shown to Wu Zheng, he found that Wu Zheng's brow was still carried and he couldn't help saying: "Master, this steel can't be done again. It's hard to hit a kitchen knife."
"Cooking knife? Lao Yang, what did you just say about the kitchen knife?"
"Yes! Master, is there a problem with this kitchen knife?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Why am I so stupid! Why didn't I think of using a kitchen knife to hit this pickaxe. If it works, use this kind of steel! But good steel needs to be used on the blade, Uncle Yang. Do you understand?"
"Master... (End of this chapter)