"If you really don't want it, Sister Qin, you won't be in so much pain!"
After Sheng Kangning finished speaking, he reached out and touched Sister Qin's still flat abdomen: "Sister Qin, leave her here!"
Qin Shuzhen also reached out and touched it. After a long time, she sighed:
"Kang Ning, you're right. I'm so conflicted because I want to keep her. If I really keep the fourth child, I'm worried that I won't be able to raise these children! They can go to the cafeteria to eat, but what about going to school? It's too difficult to go to school here. Yunfang and Ping'an will go to school at Red Star Farm after the New Year. They will live there and can only go home once a month. You said that such young children have to take care of themselves. I'm really worried that they can't take care of themselves.
Sometimes I think, maybe I shouldn’t have come here, I should have stayed in my hometown.”
Sheng Kangning: "Sister-in-law Qin, Hongyang Farm is a big family, including Director Zhou and us. I have always had an idea. Once I convince Director Zhou, our Hongyang Farm will definitely be the richest farm in the future. Believe me! When our farm has money, we can build our own school. Then, Yunfang, Ping'an, and Pingkang can go to school on their own farm without having to travel so far."
"Will there really be such a day? Corning, what do you want to do?"
Sheng Kangning smiled: “Sister Qin, I want to grow herbs, sell herbs, and sell medicine!”
"Selling medicinal herbs? Is that possible? Can I make money?"
"Of course!"
Sheng Kangning's eyes sparkled. The Health Commission had been looking for a suitable medicinal materials base.
The environment of Zuizi Mountain is okay, but the land is too small. Even if it is made into a planting base, the area that can be planted is small.
The herbs provided are limited.
Except for Zuizi Mountain, the other places around the capital that are suitable for growing medicinal herbs are small in area.
It’s different here at Hongyang Farm. Both the temperature and the sunshine hours are very suitable for growing medicinal herbs. Most importantly, large-scale planting is possible here, but it’s a bit far from the capital.
but……
You can discuss with Director Wen and build the pharmaceutical factory here.
Sheng Kangning has been reading an ancient medical book these days, which contains the method of refining the rejuvenation pill. He can try to refine it into pills when the time comes, which will be convenient to carry.
Of course, these are Sheng Kangning's thoughts.
It would be best if we could convince Director Zhou to grant her a piece of land to grow the herbs needed for the rejuvenation pill.
We also need to contact Director Wen of the National Health Commission.
In the afternoon, Old Feng came to the farm hospital, and with him came his father. Old Feng introduced his father and said that his father was the third child in the family, and people in his hometown were used to calling him third uncle or third grandfather.
Sheng Kangning smiled and called out, "Hello, Third Uncle!"
Although the old man is in a wheelchair and cannot walk, he is in good spirits.
“You are Kang Ning. You are not very old, but your medical skills are this!”
The old man gave Sheng Kangning a thumbs up!
"Uncle San, let me examine you first!" Sheng Kangning put on medical gloves.
Old Feng quickly helped pull up his father's pants.
What was exposed in front of everyone were two dried-up legs, dry and thin, with atrophied muscles. Sheng Kangning first reached out and felt around Uncle Feng's unconscious legs, frowned slightly, took out a needle and inserted it into various acupuncture points on Uncle Feng's calves, twisting them lightly with his fingers.
"Uncle San, you can tell me whatever you feel!"
After a moment, Uncle Feng shook his head: "Alas, I'm afraid my legs are useless. I can't feel anything."
Sheng Kangning looked up at Qin Shuzhen and said, "Sister-in-law Qin, please help me disinfect the needles in my bag. I will need them later."
Qin Shuzhen smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll disinfect it right away, it'll be quick!"
Old Feng asked:
"Kang Ning, can my father's leg be cured?"
Sheng Kangning nodded:
"It can be cured, but I can't guarantee the final effect. And it will take time. Uncle Feng's legs have blocked meridians, so it's difficult for medicine to reach the lesions directly. We can only use acupuncture as the main method and medicine as a supplement. So, every night at 8 o'clock, I will give Uncle acupuncture. I heard from Sister Hongmei that they are going to Beichuan Forest Farm tomorrow. I will go into the mountains with them and collect the medicine that Uncle needs to use. This medicine can be applied externally or taken internally. Use it together with acupuncture. Stick to it for a month and give it a try!"
After saying that, Sheng Kangning looked at Uncle Feng and smiled, "Uncle, are you willing to let me try?"
After all, there is no doctor in the world who can cure all diseases, and every doctor cannot guarantee to cure all the patients he meets. The same goes for Sheng Kangning. She cannot guarantee it, but she will try her best!
Sheng Kangning had seen a case like Uncle Feng's in a medical record book before. At that time, the ancestor of the Ling family spent two years to treat the patient's legs to the point where he could walk with crutches. As for whether he was finally cured, no one knew. That case was the last one in the medical record book. Sheng Kangning always felt that the patient should have recovered.
The most important treatment method is not acupuncture and medicine, but massage and tendon therapy.
Each massage session should last no less than half an hour.
Of course, if you discuss this with people who have studied Chinese medicine, everyone will understand, but ordinary people know very little about this aspect, so Sheng Kangning did not explain it in such detail.
The old man pointed at his withered legs in a very heroic manner:
"Little girl, your legs are already like this, why should I be afraid? Just try!"
Qin Shuzhen came over with a sterilized needle: "Kang Ning, it has been sterilized!"
Qin Shuzhen was holding a tray with rows of long and short silver needles neatly placed on it.
Sheng Kangning took a look and picked up a silver needle.
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