At night, Su Jin sat at the desk, sorting out the pulse records of several old men. These old men did not like to take medicine.
Lu Shiyi was busy with the work at hand. In a while, it would be the twelfth lunar month, and every household would be busy preparing for the New Year. Wu Jun, Lu Shiyi and Lin Zitao discussed the Spring Festival shift schedule, and all three of them would be on guard at various posts on the farm on New Year's Eve.
The Northwest team members came, and Lu Shiyi had to make arrangements to let these people recuperate before the snow melted. The office space they needed was built in the northwest corner.
"Xiao Jin, are you confident that you can take care of the people coming from the northwest?" Lu Shiyi was preparing to set up a canteen in the three-story building in the northwest corner.
When spring comes and flowers bloom, the three-story building in the northwest will be locked from the outside, so that family members and children will not be able to get in.
"Ayi, these people are in terrible health, including Wu Yaozhong's family of three. Everyone has stomach problems, even Pangpang's stomach is not good." At Liu Yunshan's invitation, Su Jin also went to take the pulse of Wu Yaozhong's family of three.
Huang Li's health was the worst. In addition to her own malnutrition, she did not take good care of herself after giving birth to a fat child, and suffered from postpartum illness.
There are at least three months from now until they go back, and Su Jin can use three months to help Huang Li recuperate.
"Wife, we are too busy this afternoon. Why don't we sort out these pulse cases tomorrow?" Lu Shiyi persuaded Su Jin.
"No, the pulse record is the doctor's work notes. How can I write it the next day?" Su Jin flatly refused. "You haven't finished the documents yet. Doctor Wang and I will go to the clinic together tomorrow. Don't follow me."
"Among the people coming from the northwest, there's a spy. The higher-ups asked me to dig him out as soon as possible," Lu Shiyi didn't hide it from Su Jin. He needed to cooperate with Liu Chuchang. "Achang is already living on the third floor. We're trying to dig him out."
Liu Chuchang told the mission, but he didn't expect it to be hidden in the third floor.
"Go back and bring Captain Liu some chili sauce and meat sauce. Meals won't be regular when you're out on a mission." Su Jin reminded Lu Shiyi, "You should tell Wu Yaozhong about this. He spends the most time with these people. If someone's not right, he should know better than anyone."
Lu Shiyi shook his head: "The higher-ups didn't even inform Wu, they only let me and Lao Lin intervene."
Su Jin was shocked. There must be a hidden meaning behind arranging the personnel from the Northwest, otherwise Lu Shiyi would not have warned her like this.
"The elders didn't say we can't interact with my aunt." Su Jin looked at Lu Shiyi, "Why don't we go and look for evidence privately?"
"We have some evidence now. We've drawn a line in the sand. We need to get Achang to dig the people out at least." Lu Shiyi rubbed his brows. "When you go to check their pulse, observe these people carefully."
Su Jin nodded: "I can only give you auxiliary opinions. I can't conclude that there is anything wrong with these people."
Lu Shiyi reached out and pinched her cheek: "Wife, your intuition is sometimes terrifyingly accurate. I just hope you can help dig out the person."
Su Jin slapped Lu Shiyi's hand away: "Don't pinch me. You pinched me last time and left a mark. Grandma asked me about it for a long time. Do you want to be beaten with a cane again?"
He smiled bitterly. "After being beaten several times by grandma, the pressure on Achang and me is increasing. The higher-ups hope that the person can be caught before the New Year, so that the old men won't have a peaceful New Year."
"Okay!" Su Jin agreed.
After hearing his wife's agreement, Lu Shiyi put down the documents and pen in his hand, took her hand and walked into the bedroom.
Ever since Lu Bairen and Du Ruo came to live here, the old couple has been sleeping with Hanhan, hoping that Lu Shiyi and Su Jin can have another child.
Unexpectedly, Lu Shiyi didn't want it. A family of three would be enough. He didn't want Su Jin to suffer anymore.
At 7 o'clock in the morning, just after the two had breakfast, Su Jin carried her medicine box and went to the outpatient clinic to work. Wang Boya stayed in the office overnight, and swiftly packed the herbs.
Su Jin pushed the door open and saw Wang Boya eating with his lunch box. When he saw Su Jin coming, he put down his chopsticks and pointed at the medical records in front of him.
"These are all pulse diagnosis cases. You can also help to figure out how to treat them." Wang Boya's Traditional Chinese Medicine skills weren't as good as Su Jin's acupuncture skills, but his pulse diagnosis was absolutely correct. "The roads were blocked by ice and snow, so most of the medicines couldn't be brought in. These herbs were picked from the mountains, prepared, and stored."
Su Jin first went to the door of the pharmacy warehouse and looked at the prepared medicines inside.
After putting down the medicine box, she began to look through the pulse record, and her right hand quickly wrote the list of medicines on the prescription.
After Wang Boya finished his breakfast, he took Su Jin's prescription and got some medicine. He boiled a portion of Chinese medicine and presented it to the elderly people.
There are only three small coal stoves in the outpatient clinic, and there is a medicine jar on each coal stove. In the corner of the wall not far away, there is a four-row shelf with nearly 20 medicine jars on it. Each medicine jar has the name of the elderly on it.
Su Jin recorded that there were 33 elderly people living in the pharmacy, and each of them needed to drink Chinese medicine to recuperate. Su Jin originally adjusted the prescription every month, but the old men did not like to drink Chinese medicine, so Wang Boya had to watch them drink it with his own eyes.
"Teacher Su, please write the prescription and help make some ointment. Recently, more and more people have come to the clinic to get the ointment. Before the mountain was closed, many people took the ointment from the clinic and mailed it home as a gift." Wang Boya reminded Su Jin of the situation in the clinic.
"How much is a piece of plaster?" Su Jin asked curiously.
"80 cents for 11 pieces. Your ointment is more effective, so it's more expensive than regular ointments." Wang Boya and Su Jin discussed the outpatient medication costs. "Family members who have used it would rather pay more for the outpatient ointment than go to the military hospital for a prescription."
"The middle part of the medicine is ready. You should quickly send it to Mr. Song and make sure he finishes drinking it." Su Jin saw that Mr. Song's medicine was ready. She took a medicine pot from the side and placed it on the stove to continue boiling the medicine.
Wang Boya has to boil and deliver medicine to 33 elderly people every day, and visit them once a week to take their pulses. Some of the elderly have recovered a lot with Su Jin's acupuncture, Chinese medicine and medicated food.
Among the elderly, there are a few who really don’t like taking medicine and always throw the medicine away.
"Sister-in-law, my old man has cold legs. Can you..." Sister-in-law Gong rushed in without knocking. Seeing Su Jin looking at her seriously, she shuddered and said, "Doctor Wang said that the plaster will be available in the next few days."
"There are no plasters!" Su Jin said directly, "Before the Lunar New Year, you all bought plasters from the outpatient clinic. It's so cold and there aren't that many Chinese medicines."
Mrs. Gong's cheeks turned red with shame. Doctor Wang had reminded her years ago that apart from the plasters that had to be given to the team members, there were only so many other plasters left. They had bought them all, and if anyone felt unwell, there would be no medicine left in the outpatient clinic.
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