Chapter 937: Patient Consultation Part 3
Manbao knew what was going on when she saw him. She asked, "Where do you live?"
"I live outside the city."
Manbao uttered an exclamation and asked, "Isn't it quite far from here to the city?"
The old man said, "We are delivering firewood to someone. We came early today and decided to come and see the doctor."
Manbao nodded and said, "It must be difficult for you to get into the city. Can I prescribe some more medicine for you?"
The old man hesitated and said nothing.
Manbao explained, "Your illness has been delayed for too long. It requires three prescriptions to be cured. However, I can only prescribe two prescriptions at most. One prescription has two sets of medicine. Each set of medicine should be taken for two days, once in the morning and once in the evening. Come back after you have taken these four sets of medicine. I will evaluate the results and give you a different prescription."
After saying that, Manbao thought about it and wrote down the prescription.
When the old man saw this, he closed his open mouth.
Manbao handed him the prescription and said, "Old man, you can't delay your illness any longer. It's best to cure it all at once. Otherwise, you will have to stop taking the medicine soon and it will come back. If you damage the root cause, it will be difficult to cure it later."
The old man took the prescription and left. His son saw him take it and frowned and asked, "Why two prescriptions?"
The old man opened his mouth and said, "The doctor gave it to me."
The middle-aged man couldn't understand it, so he took it to show to the shopkeeper, Xiao Zheng. The shopkeeper, Xiao Zheng, took a look, looked up at the two of them, and said, "Wait a moment."
He took out his abacus and calculated it. After a while, he said, "The total is eighty-four coins."
“So expensive…”
Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng said, "These are four prescriptions. Each prescription takes two days. Come back and see me after eight days."
"We don't need so many medicines," the middle-aged man said immediately, "just pick up two days' worth."
Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng shook his head. "This is the medicine the doctor prescribed. I only dispense it according to the prescription. Besides, there are two prescriptions, and each prescription only has two doses. Take one dose first, then the other..."
The middle-aged man took the prescription and said, "I'll go talk to the doctor."
After saying that, she took the prescription back to find Manbao. Manbao had already received a new patient, a man with a knife cut on his arm. He had just come to the pharmacy. Because it was an external injury and was still bleeding, it was an emergency. The other doctors all had customers, so they pushed the patient to her.
Although the people who brought the patient were full of suspicion when they saw Manbao, when they saw her pick up a pair of scissors and cut the patient's clothes, the family members had no choice but to shut up.
Manbao cut the clothes open and took a look at the wound. "The cut is a bit big. I'll clean it and sew it up later."
He told the guy who brought them in to get some hot water.
Seeing Manbao looking at the wound without changing his expression, the family members turned their heads away with slight discomfort. The patient's face was even paler. "Doctor, is my hand okay?"
After checking, Manbao comforted her, "It's okay. No bones were hurt. Your hand won't break. But the wound is a bit large. You have to be careful to keep it clean after treatment. Don't eat anything that causes inflammation, otherwise the wound will become inflamed. I don't know if your hand will be sawed off, and you might even lose your life."
Manbao used a white cloth to clean his wound and wiped off the dirt around it. Glancing at his blackened fingers, she said worriedly, "You must pay attention to cleanliness when you go back..."
As he was speaking, a middle-aged man squeezed in with a prescription. Seeing so many people in the room, he began to lose his momentum.
Manbao raised his eyelids and glanced at him. After giving his instructions to his patient, he threaded a needle to sew up the wound and asked him, "Is there anything else?"
"Doctor, why did you write two prescriptions? Can we just get one?"
"Your father is seriously ill, and time is precious. Aren't you from outside the city? I'll write you a prescription. You need to go back and make one today, and another the day after tomorrow. To keep the medicine flowing, you have to go into the city a day in advance. And there's a consultation fee for queuing up again for prescriptions," Manbao said. "Your father has been ill for a long time, and this recurring cough could turn into tuberculosis. You should get treatment now while you can. I know you young people are busy, so how about I write you a third prescription as well?"
The middle-aged man immediately said, "No, no, let's try these two prescriptions first."
The middle-aged man smiled foolishly at the other people in the room, bowed slightly and left.
A family member asked, "You don't want to treat your father, right?"
Manbao looked up and smiled, "No, his son is quite filial, otherwise he wouldn't have brought his father to the inner city for medical treatment."
The family members thought the same and passed over the matter, and began to worry about his arm. Seeing Manbao sew up his arm with skillful movements, but it was crooked and ugly, they couldn't help but say, "Little doctor, my stitches are better than yours."
Manbao said confidently: "Impossible, sewing people is different from sewing clothes..."
Her skill was recognized by Doctor Fan. She had practiced it on anthropomorphic patients day and night since she saw Doctor Fan sew up Ji Hao.
Although she can only sew the skin and flesh now, and is still a little unsure about the internal organs, the patient only needs her to sew the skin and flesh, right?
Manbao removed the needle perfectly. After admiring her masterpiece, he nodded slightly and then applied medicine to him.
The injured person found her a little scary.
Manbao was applying medicine to him when the shopkeeper Zheng came in, parting the curtain. "Doctor Zhou, there's a patient with trauma..."
As soon as he came in, he saw Manbao applying medicine, and naturally he also saw the stitched wound. He paused and smiled, "As expected of someone who has studied under Mrs. Fan, Dr. Zhou's stitching is really good."
How many rabbits or pig legs did you have to cut to develop this skill?
Manbao didn't say that he had learned this skill not only from Mrs. Fan, but also from Teacher Mo.
However, Mr. Mo's words showed that he looked down on suturing. Compared with the surgery he mentioned, he preferred internal medicine.
However, Manbao has never been picky. She thinks that no matter whether it is internal medicine or surgery as mentioned by Teacher Mo, or ulcer doctors and medical doctors as mentioned by Doctor Fan, she thinks that as long as they can cure diseases and save lives, it is good.
Koko also said that Teacher Mo and Doctor Fan were weird. It should be said that all human beings were weird. They were obviously the same people, doing the same things, yet they divided people's things into different levels.
Manbao, who is also a human being, was as confused as Koko at first, but as time went by, he gradually understood a little.
But understanding does not mean agreeing.
Manager Zheng stood by and watched Manbao skillfully apply medicine and bandage him, then he sat down and wrote him a prescription.
"Can you apply the medicine yourself?"
The injured person immediately shook his head.
"I'm asking if your family can give you medicine?"
The injured man looked up at his brother. His brother looked at him for a moment and said in confusion, "Doctor, how about we come over every day and you change his teeth?"
"Okay, then I'll just prescribe a set of medicine for you. You don't have to come every day. The medicine should be changed every other day. Drink the decoction once in the morning and evening. A set of medicine can be boiled for two days."
See you tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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