Huichun Hall.
Miao the Physician thought he was going to see a big joke, but to his utter surprise, Chen Qingqing actually saved the man's life.
Seeing the wounds she had treated, my sense of defeat burned like wildfire.
In terms of treating external injuries, Chen Qingqing's medical skills far surpassed his.
How did she manage to push the intestines back into place and then suture the wound? Is she the legendary omnipotent miracle doctor?
Impossible. This person has no status or background, and his ancestors have been farmers for generations. How could he have such superb medical skills?
He was completely baffled, and suddenly the two deworming pills in his hand didn't smell so good anymore.
However, if he doesn't figure out what this medicine is, with his medical skills, he won't be able to make a living in Qingshui Town in the future.
If we can figure out what these pills are made of, even if my medical skills can't surpass Chen Qingqing's, I'm sure I can make a lot of money.
The more Miao the physician thought about it, the more excited he became. Eager to uncover the secrets of the medicine, he buried himself in research.
But even after pondering it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.
He then ground the pills into powder, dipped a little on his fingertip, and tasted it.
It's neither sweet nor bitter, neither fishy nor smelly, and doesn't even have the slightest medicinal taste.
What exactly is this thing?
In his haste, Dr. Miao pulled at his hair. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Liar! This isn't medicine at all; it's just flour or sweet potato starch."
Jishetang must have hired medical touts to exaggerate and create hype in order to make money and deceive unsuspecting people.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized it made sense.
If evidence of Chen Qingqing's fraud could be found, given his relationship with the county magistrate, he could surely bring Jishetang to its knees, and then no one would compete with him for business anymore.
As I was pondering this, I heard the sound of a child crying.
Immediately afterwards, his wife rushed in, carrying the child.
"Sir, please take a look at our son! He's been taking medicine for several days, but he's still not getting better. He keeps vomiting whatever he eats and often complains of stomach pain."
"Madam, please don't worry, let me take a look."
The doctor took the child, examined his pulse and tongue, and after a long while, he finally came to a conclusion.
"It's an old problem, a disordered spleen and stomach, and bloating in the abdomen. I'll prescribe a few doses of herbal decoction, and it will cure the ailment."
Hearing him say that, Miao rolled her eyes in anger. "Last time you said that our son had a spleen and stomach disorder. We've been trying to regulate it for so long and it still hasn't improved. If you don't understand what's wrong with the child, don't jump to conclusions. Take the child to Jishetang Hospital to get checked out. Stop giving the child herbal medicine."
"Nonsense! I am a renowned doctor in Qingshui Town. If I were to take a child to Jishetang for treatment, wouldn't that be ruining my own reputation?"
“That’s the situation, but we can’t take the child’s life for granted. If we delay, your Miao family line will end.”
"Alright, alright, it's not as serious as you make it out to be." Doctor Miao glared at Madam Miao impatiently. "Don't boost others' morale and diminish our own. My Miao family has been practicing medicine for generations. We are a well-known family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Qingshui Town. Although my medical skills are not superb, I can still cure diseases. Trust me, give the child a few more doses of medicine, and I guarantee he'll be fine."
Looking at her crying son, Ms. Miao felt heartbroken.
“Sir, this is our own son. To be honest, the medicine you prescribed is completely useless. If you don’t want to show your face, then I can take the child to Jishetang for treatment, okay?”
"Stop talking nonsense! Everyone in Qingshui Town knows you're my wife. Isn't this just ruining our reputation too?"
"Then what do you suggest we do? If we really delay the child's development, it will be too late to regret it!" Miao was so anxious that she was about to cry.
When Physician Miao heard this, he became anxious. Did they really have to go to Jishetang?
No, I absolutely cannot go.
If they actually go, it will inadvertently promote Jishetang, and even fewer people will come to him for treatment in the future...
Just as he was frowning in worry, he suddenly remembered the white pills that had already been ground into powder.
Since I can't figure out what's in there anyway, I might as well let my son eat it.
If it really works, it proves that Jishetang truly lives up to its reputation.
If it doesn't work, then it means it's not a miracle drug at all.
We'll definitely find a chance to expose Jishetang and ruin their reputation...
Thinking of this, he handed the medicine on the table to Miao, saying, "Give this to the child. If it doesn't help, we'll think of something else."
Will this work?
"How will you know if it will work or not if you don't use it? Hurry up and take the child back!"
"Alright!" Miao didn't dare say anything more and went home to give the medicine to the child.
The next day.
Instead of rushing to the clinic, Dr. Miao stayed home and waited for his son to defecate.
As long as there are no worms in the feces, he will have evidence to prove that Chen Qingqing's medicine is fake.
When that time comes, he will definitely take Jishetang to the county government and refuse to believe that they cannot be dealt with.
He waited and waited, for what seemed like forever, before the poop finally arrived.
He quickly grabbed a pair of chopsticks, ignoring the stench, and started rummaging through the excrement.
Disappointment flashed across his face, because there was indeed a clump of worms in the excrement; the medicine was real.
After defecating, his son immediately perked up and started clamoring for food.
Within three days, the child was running and jumping around energetically.
Seeing this, Physician Miao had to admire Chen Qingqing's truly remarkable medical skills.
He gave up completely, knowing he could never win against Chen Qingqing in this lifetime, so he completely abandoned the idea of stealing Jishetang's secret formula and focused on treating patients and dispensing medicine.
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