The entire clinic suddenly fell silent.
The young doctor, his face torn and disheveled, looked up, tears welling in his eyes, wishing he could kiss Wen Zhiyun on the cheek. "Look, look, someone actually believes me."
The old doctor turned around and scoffed, "He's just a ten-year-old kid; he's spouting even more nonsense."
Indeed, Wen Zhiyun was very young, and the eyes of those around her were full of doubt and uncertainty.
But he became increasingly resolute, saying, "All this talk is no substitute for trying the medicine; it's better than the patient lying on the ground in agony."
That hits the nail on the head.
Several family members rushed over, tears streaming down their faces. "He's in pain! He's about to die! Give him any medicine, no matter what it is, only by giving it to him can heal!"
The elderly doctor and the middle-aged doctor exchanged a glance. In fact, they were not quite sure what the illness was, and they would bear responsibility if they rashly prescribed medicine.
The cunning honed by time led them to choose to avoid risks, so they thought, "Let's do as this young doctor says."
Whoever diagnoses the illness and prescribes the medicine must take responsibility.
The young doctor could also see it, but the patient was in critical condition, so no matter how angry he was, he still prioritized prescribing the medicine.
It's not a complicated medicine; it's just croton seeds ground into powder and taken with water.
The clinic had it, and the pharmacist quickly ground it and brought it over. The patient's family carefully fed it to the patient.
About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a loud fart exploded.
The people around were overwhelmed by the stench and covered their mouths and noses.
Then, as if a thunderbolt had been struck, one fart after another followed, and the stench grew stronger with each passing moment.
When the stench reached its peak, and it felt like it couldn't get any stronger, the thunder turned into soft gurgling.
An even stronger stench followed.
Some people with shallow stomachs vomited immediately, and others nearly fainted.
But as the stench grew stronger, the patient's abdomen visibly flattened, and he gradually regained consciousness.
The young doctor pinched his nostrils, his eyes bulging like mosquito coils, and tried his best to defend himself, "I'm right... right... right..."
He collapsed to the ground before he could finish speaking.
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