Chapter 67: Doctor



He Ling said to him embarrassedly, "Second brother, well, the villagers know you know herbal medicine, and they want you to help them see their illnesses. Look at this..."

Medical practitioners attach the most importance to life safety. Gu Xia would not dare to treat patients unless he was sure of the condition.

When he was in the city, Dr. Zhang analyzed countless cases for him.

Sometimes people come to him for medical treatment and medicine, and Dr. Zhang will see them if he can't refuse.

Gu Xia has a good memory and has memorized quite a few simple prescriptions by learning from the doctor.

But he couldn't treat anyone rashly, as he was afraid of bringing shame to his school.

He Ling saw him frowning and knew that he didn't want to agree.

I also thought of the villagers who had some minor illnesses and pains, and because there were no doctors, they had to endure them on their own.

The mother of the man who came to talk to her today was also from Gujia Village. The old lady was in her sixties or seventies, which was considered a long-lived person in the village.

She hasn't gone out for several days because she caught a cold.

If Gu Xia could go and help, it would be better than letting her go through it alone.

If you can't make it, then...

Gu Xia was a little shocked after hearing what she said.

He has lived in the city since he was a child, and whenever he was sick, he would go directly to the hospital. His parents were employees of the unit and could reimburse part of the medical expenses.

He really didn't expect that it was so difficult for people in the village to see a doctor.

Suddenly I understood why, even though people in the village grow vegetables and crops, many still want to go to the city to work.

As for the old lady that his aunt mentioned, he really wanted to refuse because she was a doctor with a kind heart, but he really couldn't bear to do so.

So he agreed to go over and take a look. If he couldn't cure it, he wouldn't prescribe medicine randomly.

The next morning, after Gu Xia memorized a few pages of the medical book, he followed his aunt to the old lady's house to see a doctor.

The old lady was lying in bed, having a slight fever. She looked very old, like an eighty or ninety-year-old.

Gu Xia frowned. It was hot now and the doors and windows in the room were still closed.

The whole room was stuffy and the temperature was even higher than outside.

He felt her pulse and checked the old lady's eyes and tongue.

"This isn't a cold, it's heatstroke."

Her son Gu Jianjun asked nearby, "Isn't heatstroke and cooling down the same thing?"

Gu Xia shook her head. "No, it's caused by the summer heat. The room is too hot and stuffy. Please open the doors and windows to ventilate."

Seeing that Gu Xia had a serious face and was carrying a medical kit in his hand, everyone naturally believed him.

They opened the doors and windows and let in the sunlight.

The air in the room suddenly became much fresher.

"All of you go out. There are too many people and the air is not circulating."

Then he took out his acupuncture kit and gave the old lady acupuncture.

After careful consideration, he wrote down a prescription using the paper and pen he brought.

After about half an hour, he removed the needle.

The old lady also slowly woke up.

Gu Jianjun saw that his mother had woken up, "Mom, how are you?"

Mrs. Gu looked at her son and seemed to be in much better spirits. "Much better, son. My head doesn't hurt as much anymore."

Gu Jianjun was very happy and exclaimed, "Thanks to this young doctor from the Gu family."

He was so happy that he burst into tears. My mother had been lying in bed for two days and had a fever. He was really worried that she wouldn't make it...

Gu Xia shook his head. "It's not that serious. It's just a mild heat stroke. The old man is weak, so he has a low-grade fever."

"If you have a fever again, just apply cold compresses and rub the soles of your feet and armpits."

"I have prescribed some medicine, but I will give you the prescription this afternoon."

He thought of calling his master to ask for advice, so as to avoid prescribing the wrong medicine.

Gu Xia followed her aunt back home and sat at the table to modify the prescription, striving for perfection.

They didn't know that the whole village was in an uproar because of his medical treatment.

Everyone says that the kid from the Gu family is a miracle doctor.

After giving Mrs. Gu a few pricks with needles, she sat up.

That's how rumors started...

In the afternoon, Gu Xia asked Uncle Gu to take her to the village committee, intending to make a phone call.

When he arrived at the village committee office, the village party secretary was very friendly when he heard that he was going to call back to the city.

Uncle Gu scratched his head. He had never seen the branch secretary so attentive when he made phone calls.

How could he know that Secretary Gu looked at Gu Xia as if she were a big baby.

He is a little miracle doctor. Who wouldn’t have a headache or fever?

It's such a great thing to have a doctor in the village.

And I heard that Doctor Gu is a very good doctor.

Gu Xia and Uncle Gu didn't know this at the moment.

Otherwise he would just say that he is not a miracle doctor and he can only treat simple illnesses.

For difficult and complicated cases, we need to seek other experts.

He was calling Dr. Zhang's store at the corner of the street.

After receiving the call, they will notify Dr. Zhang.

After a while, Doctor Zhang called back.

Gu Xia told him about this matter.

I thought Dr. Zhang would scold him.

They scolded him for treating patients casually and taking human lives lightly.

In the end, Doctor Zhang didn't say a word of blame, which Gu Xia found very strange.

Doctor Zhang replied bluntly, "Do you think I don't understand the situation in the countryside? If there were doctors, would they need to see a child like you?"

"As a doctor, you also need to be flexible. Sometimes when conditions don't exist, you have to create them."

Gu Xia nodded and told his master the prescription he had written, wanting his master to judge whether it was correct.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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