Ye Qingqing's approach to treating illnesses is completely different from Ye Mingcheng's. Ye Mingcheng emphasizes slow and gentle treatment; even for minor ailments like a cold, he won't cure it all at once, but rather he will gradually regulate the body, thus both curing the illness and improving overall health.
She, on the other hand, is the opposite, emphasizing speed, ruthlessness, and precision.
If it can be resolved in one day, it will never be delayed until the next day.
As for conditioning the body, Ye Qingqing never cared about that; she only cared about treating illnesses, and conditioning the body was a separate matter.
Ye Mingcheng's reputation grew, and people came to see him not only from the neighborhood but also from afar, drawn by his high skill level and low fees.
Ye Qingqing started by giving acupuncture to the patient who was furthest away. The patient was a two- or three-year-old boy. As the weather got colder, children and the elderly were most prone to illness. The little boy had a persistent cough that wouldn't go away, and even IV drips at the hospital didn't help. He had heard that Ye Mingcheng was a highly skilled doctor, so he came to the hospital specifically to seek his expertise.
The woman carrying the child was the grandmother. Both parents work, so the grandmother stays home to take care of the child.
"Cough cough cough..."
The little boy coughed a few times, his face turning red, his voice hoarse and rattling. Ye Qingqing frowned, took out her stethoscope and listened to the child's lungs. Fortunately, it was just tracheitis, not lung inflammation.
"Wow……"
Perhaps it was the cold stethoscope that startled the child, because the little boy suddenly started crying. His grandmother quickly picked him up and comforted him, then took out a White Rabbit candy from her bag, tore off the packaging, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.
"Don't cry, have some candy."
The little boy stopped crying abruptly and happily sucked on the candy, but his coughing became more and more frequent, and his face grew redder and redder, which worried his grandmother greatly.
"Why hasn't Dr. Ye arrived yet? My grandson's illness has gotten worse."
"Let's give him an injection first, so he can spit out the sugar. Don't feed him sugar during this time."
Ye Qingqing frowned, her tone somewhat cold. Even adults should avoid sweets when they have a cough, as they easily produce phlegm, let alone children. Does this old lady even know how to take care of a child?
"My grandson hasn't eaten all day. He needs something to fill his stomach. Where is Dr. Ye? Sigh... Why are you sticking needles in like that, young lady? What if you hurt the child?"
When the old lady saw Ye Qingqing take out the gleaming silver needles, she was startled and hugged her grandson tightly, staring at Ye Qingqing warily.
"That's Dr. Ye, her medical skills are just as good as her father's. Dr. Ye is right, the child is coughing so badly, why is she still eating candy?" Other patients helped to persuade her, and they dared not disagree with the old lady's parenting methods.
The old lady was skeptical. Although she did not stop Ye Qingqing, her eyes were very wary.
"My grandson only likes to eat candy. He's been sick these past few days and hasn't been eating any meals, only White Rabbit candy. It's better than not eating anything at all!" the old lady explained.
Ye Qingqing unbuttoned the child's clothes, revealing his thin, bony back. Unlike the other children who were plump and fair-skinned, this little boy was incredibly thin, though his face still had some flesh; to the touch, it was all bones.
It's impossible that the old lady abused her grandson. It's more likely that the old lady didn't know how to take care of the child, which caused the little boy to be malnourished and have a weakened immune system, which is why a simple cold turned into bronchitis.
"Eating only sugar and not eating rice is not good for your health at all. Your grandson has too much internal heat. It's best to cook some light vegetable porridge for him, such as pumpkin porridge, vegetable porridge, or apple porridge. Even if he doesn't cough, he should eat less sugar. It's not good for children at all."
Ye Qingqing gently patted the little boy's chin, and the little boy involuntarily spat out the candy, his mouth trembled, and he looked like he was about to cry.
"Don't cry, or I'll prick you with a needle!"
Ye Qingqing flicked her silver needle, and the little boy was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth, looking timid.
The old lady looked displeased, but she held back and didn't say anything. She helped turn her grandson over. Ye Qingqing was quick-witted and nimble, and before anyone could see it, several silver needles appeared on the little boy's back.
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