After being reminded by the child, 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!"
"If Dad can drink the medicine, he will be able to detoxify and will definitely get better. 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 so amazing!"
After three days of looking gloomy, Zhao Changfeng finally smiled. He quickly handed the medicine soup to the person next to him and then stood up to express his gratitude to Chu Yue.
"Dr. Xiao Chu, thank you! Thank you so much! You saved my father and are our family's great 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'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 that he could feed him the medicine but could not swallow it, and finally vomited it out.
After Chu Yue gave 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 the door."
Chu Yue walked out, and Zhao Dahu helped carry Chu Yue's medicine box on his side, 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 bit.
Therefore, after walking out of the door, Zhao Changfeng did not wait for Chu Yue to speak, but took the initiative to ask, "Doctor Chu, my father...will he not live for too long?"
"Your father was poisoned too deeply, and the detoxification was too late, causing irreversible damage to his body. You, as his children, should be mentally prepared."
"How many days does my father have left?"
"At the shortest, it could be half a year or a year. If you take good care of it, it could be two to three years at the most."
These words were bound to hurt people. The only thing Chu Yue could do was to speak more gently. However, the truth about birth, aging, sickness and death was something she could not reverse and 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.
All they can do now is cherish every day they live.
When Zhao Changfeng was composing his thoughts, 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 heavily, 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 whole village. Chu Yue visited seven or eight 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 one by one.
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 encountering some special situations, he would also help move 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 definitely let you eat white rice."
"It's okay. I like bread and potatoes."
Chu Yue didn't mind at all. She took it generously, 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 poisoned patient, 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 when all of them were added together, it was enough for her to think of it - it was Diannan Baiyao.
Doctor Hao saw Chu Yue and asked, "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 recover after a while." Chu Yue explained the situation in detail.
Doctor Hao nodded, "That's good... As long as no one is dying..."
The previous six lives lost are truly heartbreaking.
Doctor Hao said, "Xiao Chu, you are tired after a day, sit down and rest."
Chu Yue sat down next to Doctor Hao and smelled a stronger odor. She asked, "Doctor Hao, why is there a 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 in the morning. He looked even more tired, and the cane 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 the previous life, the recipe of Diannan Baiyao was a state secret and was registered together with military secrets. The specific formula was something Chu Yue could not learn even if she wanted to.
She only knew the general medicinal materials used to make Diannan Baiyao, so after smelling the lingering scent in the air, she guessed it was Diannan 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. It worked really well. 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 from bruises and sprains, 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.
The look in Doctor Zhou's eyes when he looked at Chu Yue was obviously different.
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(Southern Yunnan Baiyao = Yunnan Baiyao)
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