Chapter 315 How many days does he have left?

After being reminded by the children, the adults in the Zhao family finally reacted and a group of people shouted excitedly.

"I drank it, I really drank it, I didn't spit out any of it!"

"Dad can drink the medicine, and the poison will be removed. He will definitely get better in the future. Dad won't die. He can be saved! He can be saved!"

"A miracle doctor! He really is a miracle doctor! Doctor Xiao Chu is amazing!"

After three days of frowning, Zhao Changfeng finally smiled. He quickly handed the medicine soup to the person next to him and continued to feed him. He stood up and thanked Chu Yue.

"Dr. Xiao Chu, thank you! Thank you so much! You saved my father and are our family's benefactor! Our whole family will remember your kindness."

Chu Yue said calmly, "I just did what I should do as a doctor."

After taking Mr. Zhao Sanye's pulse, she quickly discovered that the blood flow in his chest was not smooth, as if it was blocked. His breathing was weak and difficult, so he could feed him the medicine soup but could not swallow it, and finally vomited it out.

After Chu Yue gave him the acupuncture, the old blood that was blocking his chest came out, and the previous problem was solved.

However, this is not a cure.

Chu Yue said to Zhao Changfeng, "Come out with me, we'll talk outside."

As Chu Yue walked out, Zhao Dahu helped carry Chu Yue's medicine box, like a loyal guard, strong and hardworking.

When Zhao Changfeng heard this, his heart, which had just been happy for a moment, sank heavily again.

Zhao Changfeng still had some brains after all. After hearing Chu Yue's words, he understood a little.

So after walking out the door, Zhao Changfeng didn't wait for Chu Yue to speak, but took the initiative to ask, "Doctor Chu, my father...will he not live for much longer?"

"Your father was poisoned too deeply, and the detoxification was delayed too late, causing irreversible damage to his body. As his children, you should be mentally prepared."

"How many days does my father have left?"

"It can be as short as half a year to a year, and if you take good care of it, it can be as long as two or three years at most."

These words were bound to hurt people, and the only thing Chu Yue could do was to speak more gently. However, the truth about birth, old age, sickness and death was something she could not reverse, and she had to tell everyone one by one.

Chu Yue looked at the middle-aged man Zhao Changfeng, her eyes slowly turned red, she lowered her head and wiped away her tears, then hurriedly kept saying "thank you, thank you" to Chu Yue.

No one knows what will happen next, whether it will be half a year or three years, it all depends on the mood of the King of Hell.

The only thing they can do now is to cherish every day they are alive.

When Zhao Changfeng was composing himself, someone came out in a hurry, shouting happily, "Brother, come in and see, Dad has woken up, and he's looking for you."

"Okay! Here I come!"

Zhao Changfeng wiped his red eyes hard, forced a smile on his dark face and walked into the house.

Chu Yue did not stop because of one person's life or death, because there were too many people waiting for him around Zhao Changfeng's house. After receiving the news, they all wanted to ask Chu Yue to go over and treat their family members.

"Da Hu, let's go to the next one."

There were more than a dozen people poisoned in the entire village. Chu Yue visited seven or eight more families one after another. After being poisoned, each person had various pathological reactions based on their physical condition. Doctor Zhou's detoxification soup was useful, but not a panacea. Chu Yue adjusted it according to the patient's condition.

The continuous stream of patients reminded Chu Yue of her days in the emergency department in her previous life. She was so busy that she missed the leisurely days of growing vegetables and raising chickens in the yard.

By noon, Chu Yue still had no time to rest.

Zhao Dahu was always there to help. When there were some special situations, he would also help move the patients to make it easier for Chu Yue to see the patients.

Chu Yue's lunch was also given by Zhao Dahu.

A pancake and a potato.

Zhao Dahu said embarrassedly, "Doctor Chu, the conditions in our village are not good. Please don't despise me. I will borrow some new rice from the neighbors tonight and I will make sure you can eat white rice."

"It's okay. I like bread and potatoes."

Chu Yue didn't mind at all. She took it generously and put it in her mouth and took a big bite.

She noticed that all that was left in Zhao Dahu's hand were potatoes. In other words, Zhao Dahu didn't even have a piece of bread for lunch and could only eat potatoes. He had already given her the best.

Chu Yue didn't stop eating the noodles and continued to let Zhao Dahu lead the way to the next house.

After this round, Chu Yue almost walked through the entire village, and finally arrived at Doctor Zhou's house in the afternoon.

Doctor Zhou was also a patient suffering from poisoning, but his situation was special. He was both a doctor and a patient, so he could treat himself.

When Chu Yue walked into Doctor Zhou's house, Doctor Zhou was still treating Doctor Hao because she smelled the scent of ointment.

Panax notoginseng, Aconitum kusnezoffii, Borneolum, Hemp Herb...

There were also some mild medicinal herbs that Chu Yue couldn't smell, but the combination of these herbs was enough to make her think that it was Yunnan Baiyao.

Doctor Hao saw Chu Yue and said, "Xiao Chu, you're back. How's the situation in the village?"

"I have seen every poisoned patient. Doctor Zhou's detoxification soup has played a big role. Everyone's condition is not serious. They will continue to take the medicine and will recover after a while." Chu Yue explained the situation in detail.

Doctor Hao nodded, "That's good... As long as no one died..."

The six lives lost previously were truly heartbreaking.

Doctor Hao said, "Xiao Chu, you've been tired all day. Sit down and rest."

Chu Yue sat down next to Doctor Hao. The smell became stronger and she asked, "Doctor Hao, why is there the smell of Diannan Baiyao in the room?"

"You actually know about Baiyao?"

The person who spoke was not Doctor Hao, but Doctor Zhou who came out from the inner room.

In just a few hours, Doctor Zhou looked a few years older than he did in the morning. He looked more tired, and the crutch in his hand was shaking, but his eyes lit up because of Chu Yue's words.

Chu Yue explained, "I know a little, but not much."

In her previous life, the recipe for Diannan Baiyao was a state secret and was registered together with military secrets. Chu Yue could not learn the specific formula even if she wanted to.

She only knew the general medicinal materials used to make Yunnan Baiyao, so after smelling the lingering scent in the air, she guessed it was Yunnan Baiyao.

Doctor Hao smiled and said, "I walked too much today, and my leg pain came back. Doctor Zhou gave me some ointment to use, and it's really effective. The pain went away within a few minutes. I asked him what it was, but he refused to tell me."

In the army, most of the soldiers' injuries are bruises and they need this kind of ointment the most.

Doctor Hao tried his best to find out, but Doctor Zhou just wouldn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yue's arrival and just one sentence attracted Doctor Zhou's attention.

Doctor Zhou's eyes when he looked at Chu Yue were obviously different.

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(Southern Yunnan Baiyao = Yunnan Baiyao)