Chapter 33 Medicinal Bath

The patient was wheeled into the largest and best ward in the hospital. Xue Miaoyun was placed directly at the end of the bed and pushed out together. After all, her complexion really didn't look good.

Once in the ward, Xue Miaoyun was treated even better, with candy, a sofa, and hot water.

Xue Miaoyun visits her little patient from time to time. She is in good shape. The Blue of Life is really a coveted thing, so she must keep it a secret. The excuse of medical skills must be kept tightly.

"Binbin, Binbin..." The originally quiet atmosphere in the ward was suddenly broken by the crying and shouting outside.

Xue Miaoyun frowned.

The man in the Zhongshan suit who had been staying by the bedside walked out immediately.

"Mom... whisper... there's help... Binbin..."

Soon, a woman in her fifties was helped in by a man.

When he arrived at Binbin's bedside, he looked at his grandson who had been stabbed like a hedgehog, covering his mouth in pain.

"Mom, Binbin will be fine. I have asked someone to find medicinal herbs. Doctor Xue is a very good doctor and he will definitely be able to save Binbin." Zhao Wenhua whispered to comfort his mother.

"Who is Doctor Xue? I want to thank her."

"Mom, this is Doctor Xue Miaoyun." Zhao Wenhua quickly introduced her.

Just as Xue Miaoyun was about to stand up from the sofa, she was pushed back.

"Doctor Xue, don't get up. I know everything. Thank you for saving Binbin." Cheng Yunjin held Xue Miaoyun's hand, expressing his gratitude.

"If it weren't for you, Binbin would probably be... wuwu... Thank you!"

Cheng Yunjin was not a woman who knew nothing. She could tell at a glance that such acupuncture techniques were not something that ordinary people could achieve.

What's more, she also learned something about her grandson's condition from Dr. Song.

Xue Miaoyun was the worst at comforting people, and she was at a loss as to what to do when she saw such a scene.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenhua immediately stepped forward and said, "Mom, Doctor Xue is an excellent doctor. She will do her best."

"Yes, yes, I will do my best. You family members should also have confidence. We have the same goal. We hope that the patient can get better." Xue Miaoyun could not guarantee anything, and she would not give any guarantees, but she would indeed try her best to save the child.

"Yes, yes, we all listen to the doctor."

Both of them promised not to fall behind and to listen to the doctor.

Xue Miaoyun nodded with satisfaction. What she feared most was family members making trouble for the doctor.

Afterwards, Xue Miaoyun also told the two of them about the patient's condition again. This mother and son obviously came from an extraordinary background and were reasonable, so there was no barrier in their communication.

What happened afterwards confirmed Xue Miaoyun's idea. All the herbs she needed were available by the evening, and these were not just a few herbs.

However, Xue Miaoyun was just thinking about these things out of boredom in her mind. It was also a good thing for her that the patient's family was capable of finding the medicinal materials she needed at this time of shortage of medical care and medicine.

So Xue Miaoyun started to prepare medicine directly, using medicinal baths and medicinal soups, a two-pronged approach.

With the cooperation of her family members, Xue Miaoyun's workload was not heavy. The patient's young age has its advantages as it is easier to manipulate.

This busy work took up the entire evening.

By the next day, the child's condition had improved a lot.

"...The current situation is much better than I expected. The patient's young age is not without benefits. The next three months are critical and directly related to the patient's future recovery. So we must always be careful." Xue Miaoyun was very satisfied with the results of the treatment. The Blue of Life was one aspect, and the medicine he prescribed was another.

The combination of the two is perfect!

"Thank you, Dr. Xue, thank you." Zhao Wenhua was really grateful. His son had woken up and looked much better. It's really hard to believe that such a young doctor has such high medical skills.

"A doctor should be a caring parent. That's what I should do. Yawn."

"Doctor Xue, I have prepared a room for you. Why don't you go there and have a rest?" Zhao Wenhua was there throughout the entire treatment process. I know that Dr. Xue was really busy the whole night. I feel grateful in my heart.

"Yes, Miaoyun, you should go to the lounge and have a good rest. I will help you here." Doctor Song Ren walked out of the ward and looked at Xue Miaoyun with great concern.

Xue Miaoyun was indeed sleepy, so she nodded in agreement.

"Head nurse, take Doctor Xue to the lounge and don't let anyone disturb him."

"Okay, Dr. Song."

Watching Xue Miaoyun leave, Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but ask, "How come Doctor Xue is so good at medicine when he's not that old?"

Doctor Song Ren smiled. If it were someone else, he would never tell her, but Zhao Wenhua didn't need to hide anything: "She is Master Ke's last disciple. And in the field of medicine, some people have studied for seventy or eighty years and still only know the basics, while some people have studied for a few years and become masters of traditional Chinese medicine. There is a difference between being blessed by God and being fed by God with tears and shouts."

In Doctor Song Ren's opinion, Xue Miaoyun's talent was the kind that God had to cry and shout to feed her. No amount of jealousy is useful. If you have the guts, go and complain to God that it’s unfair.

Zhao Wenhua thought about it and it was true. Success requires 99% sweat and 1% talent, but it is often the 1% that makes the difference.

"Mr. Ke, is that Mr. Ke?" Zhao Wenhua asked softly.

"Who else except him has the ability to train such a disciple?" Doctor Song Ren is a die-hard fan of Master Ke.

"That's right." Zhao Wenhua was already planning in his mind how to deal with such a doctor. After all, it is inevitable that people will get sick if they eat all kinds of grains. Even for the sake of his son, he has to have a good relationship with her.

For the next three months, Xue Miaoyun stayed in the hospital to treat Zhao Bin. The seven-year-old child was unexpectedly sensible and well-behaved, and cooperated very well with the treatment.

Xue Miaoyun had tried the taste of Chinese medicine in her previous life. She would vomit half of it after drinking it. But this child can finish it in one gulp. Xue Miaoyun really admired him.

If he wasn't a naughty kid, Xue Miaoyun would have a very good impression of him. From time to time, she would take out chocolate from the space and give it to him.

"Binbin, how do you feel? Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt, sister."

"That's nice. What about here?"

"A little bit."

"Okay, a little bit, right? How painful is it..."

As soon as Zhao Wenyuan stepped into the ward of his little nephew, whom he knew from his mother, he heard a gentle female voice and a familiar child's voice talking, both words were full of love and tenderness.

"...Binbin is so brave. Come on, sister will give you a candy as a reward, okay?"

"Thank you, sister."

"Uncle." Binbin, who was facing the door, saw the person coming in first.

Xue Miaoyun subconsciously turned her head to look, with a smile from coaxing a child still on her face, gentle and doting.

Zhao Wenyuan was shocked all over and even stumbled on a step. However, he adjusted himself quickly, without letting anyone know that there was anything wrong.