Chapter 101 Doctor Du is a Master
"The world is so big? There is nothing strange in it?" Ye Tingxiao recited this sentence and felt that it seemed to make sense.
"Your medicine is ready. Take it home and boil it to drink. It will replenish your qi and blood." Du Wanwan tied up the medicine bag and handed it to Ye Tingxiao. "It won't kill you."
Ye Tingxiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly, took the medicine, didn't give any silver, and gave Du Wanwan a small decorated glass bottle.
It was a blue oral liquid bottle, tied with blue silk thread to make a noose that could be tied around the waist. There was a long tassel at the bottom, also blue, with a few pearls dotted on it. There were a few more pearls stuffed inside the bottle, matching the ones outside.
"This is for you."
"No. I have plenty of this stuff, just give it to someone else!"
Ye Tingxiao's hand froze in mid-air. How could he forget that this thing was a gift from her to him and she just processed it a little.
To him, the small glass bottle may be rare, but in Miss Du's eyes, it is worthless.
Slowly taking back his hand, Ye Tingxiao put the small glass bottle back into his arms, took out a silver bill and handed it over, but was also rejected by Du Wanwan.
"No need. You've helped me a lot. It's okay for me to prescribe some medicine for you. Go back! Come back to see me in a month." Du Wanwan ordered him to leave. "Don't come to my place. You will affect my patients."
Ye Tingxiao was startled and saw Du Wanwan looking outside the door. He turned around and looked over there. Several people in tattered clothes came outside, carrying a person.
The man's left leg was bleeding, as if he had been hit by something. Du Wanwan stood up and went over to ask everyone to carry the injured person in.
The injured man was in his twenties, pale, with eyes closed and a painful expression.
"Put it on the chair over there." Du Wanwan had a patient and had no time to greet Ye Tingxiao. She turned to look at him and said, "You go back first! I'm busy here."
Yetingxiao frowned slightly. He wanted to stay and help, but was afraid that Du Wanwan would disagree, so he picked up the medicine bag and slowly walked out of the clinic.
Du Wanwan began to examine the wound on the young man's leg, and asked as she examined it, "How did it happen?"
An old man replied: "I went to the mountains to cut wood. I was unlucky and a rock rolled down and hit me. Doctor! We don't have money. Can you treat me first and pay me later?"
The old man was the patient's father. He went to Huichuntang and Shou'antang on the street and said the same thing, but was kicked out. Someone said that a new clinic had opened here, called the People's Clinic, and asked them to try their luck.
His son was suddenly injured, and he was anxious to get people to the county town first. If it was too late, he was afraid that his son's leg could not be saved.
"Can."
Du Wanwan agreed readily without even raising her head.
She had money in her space, and she opened this clinic. She didn't expect to make money from the people, but hoped to help more people to the best of her ability.
Of course, she wouldn't say this explicitly, leaving it up to each of them to figure it out based on their conscience.
If they don’t have money, they can give other things. It doesn’t mean that we won’t accept any money. We will cure the disease and save lives first, and the rest depends on how much they can do.
"Thank you, doctor! Thank you!"
When the old man heard that he could be treated first and paid later, he knelt down gratefully to express his gratitude. The other villagers were watching from the side, and the despair in their eyes turned into hope.
"You are welcome."
Du Wanwan began to treat the patient. The man's legs were smashed and his skin and bones were injured.
First, he cleaned the mud and sand from the wound, then connected the bones, put on a splint, prescribed some medicine, and gave the old man some instructions.
"It's okay. You can carry him back home and let him rest for three days. Come back for a follow-up check after he finishes taking the medicine. We can also check on the recovery of the wound and bones. The board cannot be removed. It must be tied all the time."
The old man and everyone else were a little confused. Looking at the young doctor, they didn't expect him to be so quick in treating the wound.
I didn't see her do anything, just washed the wound with clean water, pinched the leg bone a few times, pressed it, and tied it up. It looked simple, not as serious as the doctor at Huichuntang said.
Doctor Liu from Huichuntang said that his son’s leg might not be saved and he would still be lame even if he was cured. Why didn’t this doctor say that?
The old man looked at his son's legs suspiciously, then looked at Du Wanwan, his face full of worry: "Doctor! How is my son's leg? Will he be lame in the future?"
"No." Du Wanwan pointed at the splint. "The bone is broken, but it has been connected. Don't use any force while recuperating for seven days, and don't remove the splint. You'll be fine after that."
"Really?" A villager nearby was puzzled. "Just now, Doctor Liu from Huichuntang said that in his case, even if he is cured, he will still be a cripple."
Du Wanwan didn't want to comment on other people's medical skills. She was only responsible for her own words: "I don't know. Just listen to me. As long as the board is not taken apart casually, he won't be lame."
The old man was full of doubts, but finally left with many thanks. Before leaving, he told Du Wanwan his home address and name.
Du Wanwan took out a notebook and wrote down the old man and his son's names and asked him to put his fingerprints on them.
This notebook is a patient registration roster made by Du Wanwan herself. Every patient will be recorded in the notebook every day, so that she can easily check it later if anything happens.
The old man's name is Li Laoliu and his son's name is Li Daniu. They are both villagers from Lijia Village, more than ten miles away from the county town.
After leaving the People's Medical Clinic, Li Laoliu and the villagers of Lijia Village felt that it was unreal as if they were walking on clouds. Is this Doctor Du too young and unreliable?
"Uncle! Isn't the doctor at the People's Clinic a fool? She just let us out like that? Isn't she afraid that we will run away and not give her money?"
Li Laoliu glanced at his nephew who was speaking, and shook his head in confusion: "How could Doctor Du be a fool? We are not black-hearted people who refuse to pay medical expenses. Uncle just felt that he seemed to be a little faster in treating Daniu's leg.
He didn't threaten us with words, and it was fixed in no time. The expression on Daniu's face improved a lot."
"Dad! Doctor Du is an expert." Li Daniu pointed at his leg, "Look, has the hematoma just now subsided a lot? I haven't taken the medicine yet, but I feel the pain has eased. He is very capable, so he won't waste words."
When his son said that, Li Laoliu lowered his head and took a closer look. He was overjoyed: "Really, the swelling on the big cow's leg has really gone down a lot. This Doctor Du is amazing. He just massaged a few times without taking any medicine, and the effect came out."
Others followed suit and felt it was incredible.
"Doctor Du is indeed very capable. No wonder he was able to cure the disease so quickly. The disease that Doctor Liu of Huichuntang considered to be a serious matter is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others."
"It seems so. I see she is quite young and very skilled in treating patients. She fiddled with the big bull's leg for a while, clamped two boards and tied it up, and it was fine now."
"People's Clinic! This name is very special. Does it mean that we peasants can pay on credit when we come to the county town to see a doctor?"
(End of this chapter)
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