When Dr. Luo returned from washing his hands, he saw Lu Qiqi holding two pairs of scissors, stitching up the old man he had just examined.
Out of curiosity, I went closer to take a look and discovered that what Lu Qiqi was holding in her hands looked like scissors, but without sharp blades; it was more like small pliers.
The needles used to suture the skin were also strange, crescent-shaped, something he had never seen before.
Lu Qiqi's hands, holding the pliers, worked together seamlessly, and she stitched the needle even faster than she could with her hands!
Finally, Dr. Luo couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Girl, what kind of needles did you use to stitch these up? It looks so strange!"
Upon hearing Dr. Luo's words, Lu Qiqi said, "These are the needle holder and the curved needle. Dr. Luo, there is a small handkerchief next to you. Please wipe your hands and disinfect them."
After saying that, Lu Qiqi continued to lower her head and carefully sew the stitches.
She wanted to sew it as perfectly as possible, since the wound could no longer heal, and this was a way to leave Grandma Zhao with a final bit of dignity and comfort.
Dr. Luo saw the handkerchief prepared on the table, walked over, picked up the plain white handkerchief and smelled it; it had a smell of alcohol on it.
After wiping his hands, Dr. Luo said, "It's not appropriate for an old man like me to take this handkerchief, so you can wash it yourself."
Lu Qiqi said without looking up, "No need. The handkerchiefs used for wiping carry germs. You can just put them in the wooden basin and burn them together later."
Dr. Luo didn't ask any further questions and casually tossed the handkerchief into the wooden basin.
The plain white handkerchief was stained with blood and turned crimson.
The oil lamp shone dimly. After Lu Qiqi finished sewing the last stitch, she quickly tied a knot.
After cutting the stitches, she looked up, stretched her stiff neck, and whispered, "Finally finished."
Looking at Li Changlong, Lu Qiqi said, "Second Brother, call Zhou Yi in and have him bury Grandma Zhou. Remember to light more incense and burn more paper money. They suffered a lot in their lives, and we hope they can have a better life in the afterlife."
Li Changlong nodded and said, "Then be careful when you go back."
"Okay," Lu Qiqi nodded in response.
Afterwards, Lu Qiqi cleaned the needle holder and curved needle, disinfected them with alcohol, and carefully placed them in a wooden box.
When Dr. Luo saw Lu Qiqi throw the gloves into the wooden basin, he felt that Lu Qiqi was simply wasting resources.
He said urgently, "Such a good thing, you wouldn't even give me a single one, and now you're just throwing it away!"
"You don't want to give it to me?" Doctor Luo said, reaching into the wooden basin to take it.
With a crisp "snap," several finger marks appeared on the back of Dr. Luo's hand, still tinged with faint red.
Lu Qiqi patted Doctor Luo's hand, feeling a little guilty, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she pretended to be angry and said, "There are germs on the gloves. Keeping them won't do anyone any good."
After saying that, she added, "If you really want it, I'll make one for you once we leave Tianxin Village."
Lu Qiqi looked up at Doctor Luo's face. It wasn't ashen as she had imagined. Instead, the corners of his mouth were trying to turn up slightly, but he was trying hard to keep a straight face. He said, "You promised, it's a deal! I still need a curved needle!"
After saying that, Doctor Luo left in a hurry, as if afraid that Lu Qiqi would change her mind at any moment.
Lu Qiqi, "..."
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The next morning, Lu Qiqi was woken up early by Doctor Luo.
After a quick wash, Lu Qiqi opened her sleepy eyes and held the steamed potatoes that Li Changlong had given her.
She ate while sitting at the table, watching Dr. Luo write.
With a stroke of his pen, Doctor Luo showed the prescription to Lu Qiqi.
This gesture was already the best praise and compliment for Lu Qiqi.
Lu Qiqi swallowed the last bite of potato, then picked up the prescription with a serious expression and examined it carefully.
After a moment, Lu Qiqi put down the prescription and said, "The two illnesses are incompatible. Forgive my humble opinion, but I think we should treat the milder illness first, and then use strong medicine to treat the severe illness. This treatment will be quick and effective, and will directly address the pain points of the illness."
Dr. Luo didn't delve into the unfamiliar terms he heard, but this unconventional treatment method was something he had never seen before.
He asked, "Why do we do the opposite? First, we use strong medicine to cure the serious illness, and then it will only take two or three days to cure the mild illness."
Lu Qiqi said, "If we use strong medicine for severe cases, not to mention whether the villagers can survive, even if the severe cases are cured and become mild, wouldn't that be counteracting the mild cases of another epidemic?"
Therefore, it would be better to treat the mild symptoms first, let the severe symptoms fully develop, and then use strong medicine to combat the disease.
Lu Qiqi's words made sense. After hearing this, Doctor Luo didn't say anything more, but his expression of appreciation became even more obvious.
Just as Dr. Luo was about to agree to Lu Qiqi's treatment method, a loud bang was heard as the door opened and a beam of bright light shone into the main room.
Doctor Luo squinted, but before he could get a good look, he heard Li Changlong shout, "Something terrible has happened! Some villagers have stormed into the ancestral hall and beaten a doctor!"
The villagers clashed with the doctor from Luzhou Prefecture, which is not a good thing.
Lu Qiqi asked, "Second Brother, do you know what happened?"
Li Changlong, panting heavily, said, "I heard that last night some villagers saw someone digging up a grave on the burial site. They were looking for the person who dug up the grave yesterday, and an argument broke out during the questioning, which then led to a fight."
"Second Brother, when you and Zhou Yi went to bury the dead and burn incense yesterday, did you see or hear anything unusual?" Lu Qiqi asked.
Li Changlong thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."
Upon hearing this, several figures she had seen last night flashed through Lu Qiqi's mind.
If those figures were villagers, why didn't they stop them at the time?
Instead, they went to great lengths to search for him the next day, which was highly unusual.
But now is not the time to think about these things. Lu Qiqi asked, "Are they still in the ancestral hall?"
Li Changlong confirmed, "Yes."
"Let's go! Let's go take a look!" After saying that, Lu Qiqi rushed out the door without looking back and headed straight for the ancestral hall.
Arriving at the gate of the ancestral hall, at the bottom of the steps, Lu Qiqi saw Zhou Yi standing at the door and walked straight over to him.
Before Lu Qiqi could ask about the situation inside on Monday, she heard a chaotic fight going on inside the ancestral hall.
Lu Qiqi didn't have time to ask any questions. She quickly ran to the gate of the ancestral hall and, with great effort, managed to push aside a group of villagers who were watching the commotion at the door and squeeze into the ancestral hall.
Lu Qiqi, who had squeezed into the ancestral hall, breathed a sigh of relief and saw three villagers and four doctors fighting in front of the memorial tablets.
The four doctors were all skilled with pens and hands, and their ability to treat illnesses and take pulses was so strong that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were no match for the villagers who were used to farm work.
If the villagers hadn't all been ill, they probably wouldn't have had a chance to fight back, let alone hold out for so long before finally giving up.
"If you can't use strength, use skill instead," a doctor suddenly shouted.
Lu Qiqi's gaze also turned to the source of the sound, where she saw a villager biting the doctor's arm, as if he wouldn't stop until he bit off a piece of flesh.
Lu Qiqi said, "Stop!"
The villagers and doctors paused briefly, then ignored Lu Qiqi and continued to hurt each other.
Disobedient!
Okay!
Lu Qiqi stepped forward and kicked each person, sending them flying. The people who fell to the ground clutched their shoulders and grimaced in pain.
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