Shen Qiqi was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "Doctor Liu, you are right, practice makes perfect. Why don't we take a look at Grandma Zhang's situation together and see if it is really like you said, that my prescription will kill her?"
As she spoke, Shen Qiqi checked Granny Zhang again and found that her breathing was gradually stabilizing, her complexion was better than before, and her cough was also much less severe.
She told the villagers about these changes one by one. Everyone gathered around in amazement and carefully observed the changes in Grandma Zhang.
"Huh? It seems like things are actually getting better!"
"Yeah, it's definitely not that pale anymore!"
"This...is this true?"
The villagers whispered and began to waver in their trust in Liu the barefoot doctor's traditional treatments.
Shen Qiqi struck while the iron was hot and explained some common sense of modern medicine, such as the causes of wound infection and how to disinfect and prevent infection. This knowledge was unheard of for them, and they suddenly felt that Shen Qiqi was unfathomable.
"Oh my goodness, it turns out there are so many ways to treat this disease!"
"Yeah, I used to think it was ghosts and gods!"
"Lu Qing's family, you are so amazing!"
There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, and they were impressed by Shen Qiqi's medical skills.
Lu Qing looked at his wife shining brightly in the crowd, and felt very proud. He stood silently behind Shen Qiqi.
Aunt Chen watched from the side, still unconvinced. She muttered, "Humph, it's just a coincidence. I still think the things of our ancestors are reliable. This magic will cause trouble sooner or later."
Shen Qiqi ignored Aunt Chen's muttering. She continued to change the dressing for Grandma Zhang carefully and gave her some precautions.
After finishing all this, she looked at Dr. Liu with a challenging look in her eyes: "Doctor Liu, what do you think of the current situation? Do you want to discuss how to make Grandma Zhang get better faster?"
Barefoot Doctor Liu looked at Shen Qiqi, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak, and finally he could only flick his sleeves and leave.
Seeing this, Hunter Zhao gave Shen Qiqi a thumbs up, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said, “Qiqi, your medical skills are amazing!”
Shen Qiqi smiled slightly and was about to speak when she suddenly heard Lu Qing say in a deep voice, "There are not enough medicinal materials."
Aunt Chen continued to mutter, "Only the prescriptions of our ancestors are effective, these newfangled things are just weird," in an attempt to win over a few villagers to agree with her.
However, this time, few people responded to her. Everyone was shocked by the improvement in Grandma Zhang's complexion and had no time to listen to her chatter.
Aunt Chen stood alone in the corner like a defeated rooster, watching everyone surrounding Shen Qiqi, feeling so sour in her heart.
Shen Qiqi continued to change the dressing for Grandma Zhang, with skillful movements, confident eyes, and a completely professional style.
Grandma Zhang's complexion became better day by day, and the originally festering wounds began to scab over, which amazed the villagers.
Even Dr. Liu, the barefoot doctor who had been shouting "charlatan" before, was hiding behind the crowd and observing secretly, touching his goatee from time to time, with a thoughtful look on his face.
That day, Shen Qiqi was changing the dressing for Grandma Zhang when she suddenly felt someone gently tugging at the corner of her clothes.
She looked back and saw that it was Hunter Zhao, holding a handful of fresh herbs in his hand.
"Qiqi, this is what I just picked up from the mountain. See if you can use it." Hunter Zhao smiled naively, with a hint of imperceptible concern in his eyes.
Shen Qiqi took the herb, carefully identified it, and said in surprise: "Brother Zhao, this is 'Golden Thread Grass', which is very effective in treating Grandma Zhang's illness! You really helped me a lot!"
"Hehe, it's just a piece of cake, just a piece of cake." Hunter Zhao scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.
This scene happened to be seen by Lu Qing who was hiding behind the crowd. His face darkened. He strode to Shen Qiqi, snatched the herbs from her hand, and said in a cold tone: "No need for his, I have mine."
Seeing this, Hunter Zhao smiled awkwardly and left tactfully.
Shen Qiqi looked at Lu Qing helplessly. This guy was jealous again.
"Lu Qing, what are you doing? Brother Zhao is just trying to help out." Shen Qiqi complained softly.
Lu Qing snorted coldly, turned around and left without saying anything.
Shen Qiqi looked at his back and shook her head helplessly. This man was getting more and more jealous.
At this moment, Grandma Zhang suddenly started coughing violently, her face turned pale, and a trace of blood even seeped from the corner of her mouth.
"Mother-in-law!" Shen Qiqi exclaimed and hurried forward to check.
Granny Zhang tightly grasped Shen Qiqi's hand and said weakly: "Child... I... I..."
"Grandma, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Shen Qiqi asked anxiously.
Granny Zhang uttered a few words with difficulty: "I...I seem to..."
"What?" Shen Qiqi held her breath and waited nervously.
Granny Zhang used up her last bit of strength and said, "I seem to...see..."
"What did you see?" Shen Qiqi asked.
Granny Zhang slowly closed her eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said in a voice that only Shen Qiqi could hear: "I seem to...see...a ghost..."
Shen Qiqi's eyes suddenly widened, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
She subconsciously looked around and found that the villagers around her were looking at her with bated breath.
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