Everyone was quite shocked to see that Old Feng, who was heartbroken just now, was now sitting cross-legged on the bed in a relaxed and quiet manner.
It's not like they haven't consulted a Chinese doctor before, but it didn't work at all. How come the patient's pain was immediately relieved by Xiao Mu's acupuncture?
Seeing that Old Feng had calmed down, Mu Qingli took out a small bottle from her bag and handed it to Qin Xiao.
"Take it, put it on the tip of his nose, I'll give him the final injection!" Mu Qingli said to Qin Xiao while holding a needle.
"Okay!" Qin Xiao hurried forward, holding the medicine bottle steadily, and placed it under Lao Feng's nose.
Mu Qingli began to give Lao Feng the last injection: "No matter it is sore, painful, numb or itchy, you have to endure it!" As she said that, Mu Qingli inserted the needle.
"Okay! I will definitely stay put!" Old Feng said firmly without hesitation.
This was the first time in several years that he felt so relaxed, and he wished he could cure this tormenting disease immediately.
At first, Lao Feng didn't react at all, but after a while, his facial muscles began to tremble, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
"Is your head itchy?" Mu Qingli asked, looking at his expression.
"It's a bit itchy and a little painful, like being bitten by an ant or like a bug is crawling on me!" Old Feng sat still the whole time, seriously describing the feelings in his mind.
"Well! Be patient! It will be over soon!" Mu Qingli and the others stared at the small bottle seriously as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Ah~ah~" At this time, Lao Feng's nose was itchy and he wanted to sneeze.
\"Hold it back!" Mu Qingli saw this and shouted suddenly, scaring Lao Feng so much that he actually held back the sneeze.
If he sneezed and sent the poisonous insect flying, who knows who would land on it.
"It's out!" The sharp-eyed Qin Xiao saw a small insect poking its head out from the tip of his nose and said softly.
For a moment, everyone held their breath, waiting for the little bug to slowly crawl out.
In less than a minute, the little bug slowly crawled out of his nose and got into the small bottle. Qin Xiao immediately closed the lid, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After the matter was over, Mu Qingli removed the silver needle and took his pulse.
"He's fine now. Just prescribe some Chinese medicine for brain nourishment. Go home and take it every day. He will be fine after one course of treatment!" Mu Qingli said after taking his pulse.
"Really? Doctor! Old Feng is fine now?" The woman guarding the bed cried with joy and asked with both tears and laughter.
"Well, it's okay!" Mu Qingli said firmly.
After getting Mu Qingli's confirmation, the woman actually relaxed and burst into tears.
Over the years, Lao Feng was either lost or forgot people and things. He gradually began to feel dizzy and had headaches. Every day he would hold his head and bang it against the wall. Someone at home had to keep an eye on him, otherwise he might kill himself.
He was a good person, a seemingly completely normal person, but he could not remember anything and his head ached terribly. Over the years, not only him, but also his family had suffered a lot.
"Don't cry, it's really okay!" Mu Qingli comforted with a smile.
"Qin Xiao, prescribe some tranquilizing and brain-nourishing medicine for this auntie. She can be discharged from the hospital and go home!" Mu Qingli hated such touching moments the most, so she simply ordered the patient to leave.
"Okay! I'll go right away!" Qin Xiao left the ward directly when he heard about the prescription, which was what he was best at.
After a while, he came back with a prescription and handed it to the woman.
When the aunt heard Mu Qingli's order to leave, she burst into laughter.
Seeing that such a simple treatment had caused people to suffer for so many years, Yang Fan and the others felt extremely guilty.
"Director Yang, how many experienced Chinese medicine practitioners who are good at acupuncture are there in our hospital now?" Mu Qingli asked when she saw them all standing there in a daze.
"We don't have many experienced Chinese medicine doctors in our hospital. If you need it, you can only go to the Chinese medicine hospital for prescription!" Yang Fan knew what Mu Qingli meant as soon as he heard it.
"Dean Yang, if we want to assign an old Chinese doctor, we have to find one with good character and who is familiar with acupuncture points. Let Principal Meng do it! Let me ask my teacher to help first! If there are enough people, I will come to diagnose the disease and leave the poison-inducing medicine. Then everyone will give acupuncture separately. This will be faster than me treating them one by one, and everyone will suffer less! Let's cure the patients in this ward quickly!" Mu Qingli said solemnly, looking at the expectant eyes in the ward.
"Okay! I'll do as you say! I'll call Principal Meng right away!" After Yang Fan finished speaking, he strode out of the ward to contact Principal Meng.
When Principal Meng heard this, he immediately agreed.
Mu Qingli treats difficult and complicated diseases that are worth observing and learning. Moreover, she teaches everyone without reservation. How can he miss this opportunity?
Principal Meng immediately selected experienced Chinese medicine practitioners with good character and achievements in acupuncture from the Chinese Medicine Association and their four Chinese medicine hospitals in the east, west, south and north cities.
After a round, he only screened out more than ten people. As for the rest, those who made him hesitate a little were not selected. After all, this matter was very serious and might involve bad elements on the border of Yunnan Province. Those who he felt needed to be verified were discarded!
After Yang Fan finished calling Principal Meng, he immediately arranged a large office for the temporarily borrowed old Chinese medicine practitioners to stay.
In the whole morning, Mu Qingli treated less than ten patients. Doing everything by herself slowed down her work.
In the afternoon, when the borrowed old Chinese medicine doctors arrived, Mu Qingli breathed a sigh of relief and began to show his skills.
Mu Qingli first took them to treat three or two patients, demonstrated, and told them what to do next.
After that, every time Mu Qingli arrived at a bedside, he was followed by an old Chinese doctor and an assistant arranged by the hospital. They recorded the bed number and the acupuncture points on the patient's brain, and were also responsible for holding the medicine bottle to induce the poison.
This way, the treatment process can be completed much faster.
Seeing this, Yang Fan began to arrange to recruit some highly skilled Chinese medicine doctors. He also planned to let Mu Qingli contact the Locke family to introduce an additional set of advanced Western medicine equipment.
"President Yang, are you planning to poach people and steal jobs?" Principal Meng couldn't help but laugh and tease when he saw that Yang Fan's plan had the potential to develop into a second traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
"Haha! It's different. We're one in the open and one in the dark. We can't steal your job! This is our internal hospital that's currently in trial operation, not for external use!"
"What about Xiao Mu? He's the student I was planning to keep. Judging from the situation, you're going to keep him here forever before he even graduates!" Principal Meng said, glaring at Yang Fan.
"Haha! There's no other way! Now, only Xiao Mu can treat our disease. It will be fine once all the doctors in our hospital learn it!" Yang Fan said insincerely.
If you want to learn all of this, it would be too difficult. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to do it for so many years.
Selfishly, he really wanted to keep Mu Qingli in the hospital, but he also understood that it would be unfair to Mu Qingli if such a talent was buried here.
The hospital can only be gradually formalized and made public, and developed into a hospital serving the public.
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