"Mom's leg isn't swollen anymore!" Mrs. Yu exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the old lady's left leg.
Sure enough, my calves, which were originally swollen like radishes, are now much slimmer, though still a little swollen, but much better than before.
Director Yu was also very surprised. Just a few needle pricks and some bloodletting could have such a great effect. This little girl is really quite capable!
He was blind to the great man's worth!
"Grandma, please lift your leg!"
Ye Qingqing was secretly pleased with herself. She was really capable. She rolled down the old lady's trouser leg and made her lift her leg to try.
The old lady hesitated. In winter, her legs felt incredibly heavy, and she couldn't lift them at all. But now she felt quite good; her legs were warm and she felt much lighter.
"Mother, let me help you!"
Director Yu helped the old lady up and slowly lifted her leg, swaying it a few times.
"Oh... I feel lighter now, let me see if I can walk!" The old lady was anxious and wanted to stand up and take a few steps, but Ye Qingqing held her down. "Don't be anxious, you can't walk now. Even a broken bone takes a hundred days to heal. This is a decades-old injury, it won't heal so quickly. You have to take it slowly."
Director Yu was startled and quickly asked the old lady to sit down. He was even more convinced of Ye Qingqing's abilities and felt quite embarrassed.
My attitude just now... wasn't very good. I hope the little miracle doctor won't take offense.
Those in high positions are less willing to offend miracle doctors. No one can guarantee they will never get sick, so befriending a miracle doctor is definitely more beneficial than harmful.
Ye Qingqing took out a pen and paper and wrote down the prescription. Looking at her child's handwriting, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Other divine doctors were all ethereal and otherworldly, their calligraphy was like flying clouds and mist, and the prescriptions they wrote were like heavenly script, no one could understand them, how high and sophisticated.
She longed for that kind of sophistication, but alas, her handwriting was so childish… almost like something a primary school student would write, all crammed together, looking clumsy and awkward.
It is said that one's handwriting reflects one's character. A person with a magnanimous and open mind will write with a broad and expansive style, while a person with a narrow mind will write with a cramped and cramped style, just like their heart.
Ye Qingqing thought the person who said that was talking nonsense. She was clearly broad-minded and tolerant, but her handwriting was so childish. She couldn't control her own hands, so what could she do?
I handed the prescription for the child's condition to Director Yu with some embarrassment. "Get five doses first. Boil two bowls of water down to one bowl. Take it twice a day. Don't throw away the leftover dregs. Dry them, wrap them in cotton cloth, and apply them to the wound before bed. Keep the wound warm at night and remove them in the morning. I'll come back for a follow-up visit in five days."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, little...aunt..." Director Yu subconsciously wanted to say "little girl," after all, Ye Qingqing was not even as old as his daughter!
Madam Yu gave him a hard elbow, and Director Yu quickly changed his tune, "Thank you, little miracle doctor."
The lady was right. A hero's origins are irrelevant, and ambition knows no age. This little girl may be young, but she is very capable. He must respect her and befriend her in the future.
"You're too kind, boss. Just call her Xiao Ye," Lu Mo said at the right moment.
"No, no..." Director Yu felt it was inappropriate. He admired people with real skills the most, regardless of age.
Ye Qingqing smiled and waved her hand, "I'm not a miracle doctor. I've just learned some skills since I was little. There's still a lot I haven't learned. You can just call me Xiao Ye. I'm comfortable with it."
The old lady spoke up, "Let's call her Xiao Ye. This little girl is pretty and capable; she's a good child."
Director Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and admired Ye Qingqing even more.
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