Chapter 551 Filial Piety
Dying early or late is death, so it’s better to give it a try.
Apparently the man thought so too.
He didn't think about it for too long and nodded quickly: "Okay, you can give me the injection, little genius doctor."
"No rush. Take off all his clothes first, including his underpants, and then have him lie on the bed. Daqian, you disinfect this patient." Jiang Fubao turned around and went out, instructing his apprentice to apply iodine to the patient.
It was she who popularized the word "disinfection".
Only people in my own clinic can understand it.
When the man heard it, he thought it was the name of a medicinal herb.
"Take off all your clothes? But you are a woman, little doctor..." The man did not move. His facial features were wrinkled and he was hesitant.
He was halfway through his speech when Jiang Fubao interrupted him.
"Doctors don't care about men and women. If I cared about these things, I wouldn't open a clinic." Jiang Fubao removed his firm gaze and went to the backyard to wash his hands.
When he came back, the man's father was already lying on the bed.
Jiang Fubao's expression did not change. She picked up the long needle, walked behind the screen, and began to sew.
"Hmm..." The old man should still be able to feel the area above his neck, for when the needle was inserted, a faint groaning sound came from his throat.
Jiang Fubao seemed not to hear anything and was not affected at all.
Nearly two quarters of an hour.
The long needle finally pierced through the sky's feet.
The silver needles, which were as long as two people, "tied" the old man into a knot.
The man and the two servants who were watching from the side were so frightened that their lips were trembling.
How many people have ever seen this kind of acupuncture?
It hurts just looking at it.
Jiang Fubao was already sweating profusely.
It was her first time using a long needle, so she had to be extremely careful and focused the entire time, fearing that she might make a mistake.
Once you get familiar with each other, it won't take so long.
Inserting the needle is laborious, and removing the needle requires even more caution.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
The thin silver needle finally came out of the old man's body.
There was not a drop of blood on it, and the silver needle was still so smooth and pure, emitting a cold light that made people feel scared.
Since Jiang Fubao said to follow the meridians, we will definitely not go the wrong way.
"Master, the old man's hand, his hand, actually moved!!" The servant who was helping the old man put on his clothes suddenly screamed in surprise.
"What?" The man looked down immediately after hearing this.
He saw his father's fingers moving up and down as he heard voices coming from the alley outside.
As fast as the flapping of a butterfly's wings.
"Little miracle doctor, what's happening to my father?" The man widened his eyes and turned to ask Jiang Fubao.
"Oh, that's normal. He will gradually regain feeling in his body, first his hands, then his feet. Then his mind will start to become clearer and not as confused as before. I will inject him twice more. I will use short needles to stimulate his paralyzed tongue. He will be able to walk in March at the earliest and half a year at the latest."
Jiang Fubao just lowered his head, glanced at him, and then looked away.
After she wiped the silver needle, she carefully put it back into the wooden box.
"You really are a miracle doctor. My father's condition has improved with just one injection. I really made the right decision to come here this time, little miracle doctor. I wonder when you will give me acupuncture next time?" The man bowed to Jiang Fubao again.
His eyes were full of gratitude.
"Come again in half a month, and the third time will be in a month." Jiang Fubao's mouth was a little dry after sweating so much. She gulped down the tea that Lu'er poured for her before speaking.
"Okay, I've got that. Now, do you want to write a prescription for my dad?" The man said when he saw that his father had already put on his clothes.
"No need to take medicine, just go home. Just remember to come on time in half a month." Jiang Fubao handed the teacup in his hand to Lu'er and asked her to pour another cup.
"Okay, little doctor, how much is the fee for this consultation?" The man took out his wallet, opened it, and pretended to take out the money.
"Fifty cents will be enough." Jiang Fubao said casually.
"What? Fifty cents?" The man was really stunned by the medical fee.
"Yeah." Jiang Fubao nodded.
The man in front of her was very filial. He brought his father from afar to treat his illness. When she was giving him acupuncture just now, she found that the old man's body was clean.
You know, paralyzed people always have a bad smell on their bodies. After all, they cannot control their feces and urine. If they are not cleaned in time, you can smell the odor on their bodies from a long distance.
If you get bedsores, you're not far from death.
However, the old man had nothing on his body, only his limbs were atrophied.
This is enough to prove that he is well taken care of by his family.
Jiang Fubao only charged a symbolic amount of money to such people.
It doesn't cost anything, she just needs to do it herself.
Besides, this was her first time using a long needle, so the old man was her guinea pig.
This time the man came with a purse of silver. Worried that it was not enough, he even put a 100-liang silver note in his arms.
Who knew that Jiang Fubao would only accept fifty coins? He had no copper coins in his purse. The smallest piece of silver was half an ounce.
"Thank you so much, little doctor. I don't have fifty cents. This half an ounce of silver is the smallest thing I have. Why don't you take it first and consider it as my advance payment for the next consultation?"
The man was quite tactful. He knew that if he gave it directly, Jiang Fubao might not accept it, so he could only think of an excuse.
It's just half a tael of silver. Jiang Fubao's drawer is full of copper plates, so I'm sure I can find the change. It's not a hundred taels.
"Okay, then I'll put it down in the account for you." Jiang Fubao picked up the pen, scribbled a line of words on the paper, and quickly put the brush down.
Because the ink was half dry, the characters still had rough edges.
After the man left with his father and servants.
Two more patients came to the clinic, both with minor illnesses and pains, and they were cured by just prescribing medicine.
"Little doctor, it's still early. I'm going to take my father back first. No one in my family likes to drink this box of tea. It would be a pity to throw it away. Little doctor, please don't mind. Use it to quench your thirst. See you next time."
As it was getting close to dinner time, the man who had been away for a long time came back.
He placed a can of beautifully packaged tea on the table, and ran away. Jiang Fubao asked Shitou to catch him, but he failed. After leaving the clinic, he jumped on the carriage and drove out of the city.
"Oh, miss, this pot of tea is not cheap." The cook who brought lunch took a look at the white porcelain pot of tea and saw the red paper wrapped on it with the words "Yan Family" written on it. She exclaimed.
"You know?" Jiang Fubao asked.
"Well, last time the second young lady and I went shopping, the tea in the clinic had just run out, so the young lady went to Yan's shop to ask the price. I saw this jar of tea, placed at the highest place. The second young lady asked the shopkeeper how much it was for, and the shopkeeper immediately said fifty taels. Oh my God, fifty taels for a small jar of tea, it's worth gold." The maid bared her teeth, and her mouth turned into a square shape.
"This guy is quite a good person. He was afraid that we would not accept it, so he deliberately devalued the tea. I actually thought he brought it from home, but it turns out he bought it specially. Fifty taels, he is quite generous." Pan Erya shook her head repeatedly and sighed.
"Forget it. Since he insists on giving it to me, I'll take it. I want to taste what this fifty-liang small jar of tea tastes like. Lu'er, take it and make some tea."