Du Wanwan, a military doctor, overworked herself to death. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself branded a 'calamity star'—hated by everyone, facing a forced exodus, and expel...
Chapter 117 Free distribution of insect repellent pills
When she heard that the child was fine, the young woman burst into laughter. Even though she didn't understand what Du Wanwan said, it was enough for her to know that her son would not die.
"Hey! Remember, Miss Du has already told me when I took the medicine."
After saying this, the woman blessed Du Wanwan and left happily.
The patients were whispering to each other about the anthelmintic sugar pills. Ye Zhenghai listened while waiting in line and felt that this Miss Du was truly an amazing person.
With her in Liangjun City, the people's medical problems were well solved. He also discovered a strange phenomenon: some women were holding chickens in their hands, and some were holding vegetables in their hands, waiting in line for medical treatment.
After the examination, he wrote a prescription and took the initiative to put the chicken and vegetables in a corner of the medicine hall. Miss Du didn't care and just grabbed the medicine and gave it to them.
Some people are even stranger. They come to catch a chicken, or take a few dishes away, and put the silver in a bamboo tube in the corner.
Miss Du still didn't care and let them take whatever they wanted, taking whatever they wanted and keeping as much silver as they wanted. Everything was organized spontaneously, with no one managing it.
Isn't she afraid of being taken advantage of by some cunning and weird people?
I looked around and didn't see any hooligans causing trouble. Everyone was queuing up in an orderly manner, waiting to see the doctor and get their medicine.
Du Xiuxiu was busy, so the task of getting the medicine fell to Du Wanwan. Ye Zhenghai was quite tall, and he saw from a distance that she was holding the prescription and getting the medicine with her hands.
Grab a little here and a little there, and quickly get the medicine together and hand it to the patient. Some patients don't need to get medicine, they are given pills directly, and they are told how to take it, before or after meals.
It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to when taking medicine. This is the first time Ye Zhenghai has heard of this. When he was sick before, he took medicine casually without distinguishing between before and after meals.
Could it be that he had been taking the wrong medicine for so many years? Was the time sequence wrong?
There are so many strange things in the People’s Medical Clinic. It’s my first time experiencing it and it feels different.
After waiting for a long time, it was finally his turn to see the patient.
Ye Zhenghai couldn't help but take a closer look at this stunning young girl. For a woman, she was tall, with delicate features, clear eyes, and a firm and steady demeanor.
She was dressed as a man, not very tall and strong, wearing a green robe and a Taoist bun tied with a hairband of the same color. She didn't use a jade hairpin, and looked refreshing and free and easy.
Although he came from the village, his fingers were not thick and his palms were not big. It seemed that he had not done much farm work since he was a child.
When he looks up at people, there is always a curiosity in his gaze, perhaps because of his profession.
"What illness do you want to see? Judging from your face, you are not ill. It's just that your old injury has recurred and the pain is unbearable."
Du Wanwan had no idea how many people she had dealt with in her previous life.
As soon as Ye Zhenghai appeared, she knew that this man had an aura of authority that came from years of military experience. It radiated from the inside out, and even if he tried his best to restrain himself, he still couldn't make it perfect.
Ordinary people might not be able to tell, but she was not an ordinary person. She could tell at a glance that this man was a soldier who led troops to fight. I don't know what his rank is, so I can only call him Mr. for the time being.
Ye Zhenghai had seen too many unusual sides of Du Wanwan, so he was not too shocked when he heard her point out the purpose of his visit so bluntly.
His ability to accept the shock that Miss Du brought to him had been perfected.
To be exact, I am numb.
It would be strange if Du Wanwan could not see the symptoms on his body. No wonder his son insisted that Miss Du could cure him. With her ability, it would be easy to cure his son.
"yes!"
Ye Zhenghai has always been in good health and indeed had no discomfort anywhere. Apart from the pain in his legs, he basically had no discomfort.
"Doctor, is there any way to relieve this pain?" Ye Zhenghai frowned. His legs started to hurt again.
Du Wanwan stood up, went to the medicine cabinet to get a pain-relieving pill, brought out a bowl of water, and motioned to Ye Zhenghai.
"This pill can temporarily relieve pain, but you can't take too much, as it can easily paralyze your nerves. If the pain is unbearable, take one pill. It will work in a quarter of an hour."
Ye Zhenghai swallowed the pill in front of Du Wanwan without hesitation and drank the whole bowl of water.
The water was ordinary boiled water, and the pills were prepared according to the ingredients of modern painkillers. The amount was not large, just a small bottle, about 80 to 90 pills.
Ye Tingxiao talked so much nonsense to him last night that made her irritable and unable to sleep, so she got up and made pills.
The whole family stayed up all night and worked with her. With more people, more power. They quickly made several kinds of pills, including anthelmintic pills, painkillers, children's cough syrups, etc.
Originally, this painkiller was intended to be given to Ye Tingxiao. Lingquan water was added to the pills, and the efficacy will be better than that made by military doctors in the future.
Unexpectedly, a gentleman came and wanted to stop the pain in his body, so I gave him a few pills first!
Considering that he is a soldier, it is not impossible to give him a few pills to relieve the pain.
After taking the pill, Ye Zhenghai felt a hint of warmth rising from his body. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the warmth quickly rushed to his injured leg, wrapping up the pain.
Slowly and gently stroke it, and the pain in the injured leg gradually disappears like peeling off silk threads.
"Sir, please rest on the chair over there for a while. Once the pain in your body subsides, you can leave."
Du Wanwan's voice has been processed and has a rough sound.
Not knowing how she did it, Ye Zhenghai looked at her curiously, then walked over to a chair and sat down to watch her treat the patient behind her.
The person who came this time was an old man, about fifty or sixty years old, dressed quite well, and accompanied by a few servants. He looked like he came from a well-off family.
His belly was as big as a ball, but he was very thin and frail. He even walked with great difficulty and trembling.
A young man followed the old man with a defiant expression: "Doctor Du, right? Take a look at my grandfather and tell me what's wrong with him."
Others may not know this old man, but Ye Zhenghai does. This is Zhou Siwen, the old man of the Zhou family who is in the silk business, and following him is his eldest grandson Zhou Haotian.
Why did these two people come to the People's Hospital? Did Zhou Siwen have an incurable disease?
Ye Zhenghai said nothing, just sat in the chair and watched silently. The place where he sat was a little off, so neither Zhou Siwen nor Zhou Haotian saw him.
Du Wanwan looked up at Zhou Haotian, said nothing, and reached out her hand to place it on Zhou Siwen's pulse.
After a moment, he frowned and changed his hand.
Then he asked, "Old man! Have you not had a bowel movement for a long time?"
Zhou Siwen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Doctor Du is indeed a good doctor. He can tell the condition just by feeling the pulse. His reputation is well-deserved."
Zhou Haotian beside him smiled coldly: "That may not be the case, Grandpa! Your illness has long been known to everyone in Liangjun City. It's not surprising that they know about it, but it's a skill to be able to cure it."
"Young man, if I am interested, what will you do?" Du Wanwan asked casually with her arms folded.
(End of this chapter)