Chapter 232 Does it cure women's diseases?
What does this mean?
Li Molan was completely bewildered.
Her husband was urging her again, and if he had just given her a serious look, he would have recognized Lu Qingqing.
This kind of guy with kidney deficiency who keeps dropping his balls everywhere, tsk tsk... Women, wake up!
As soon as Li Molan and Madam Tian left, the woman holding the child came over.
"Hmm, who is it for? You, or the child?"
She noticed that both the mother and son looked terrible.
The child, wrapped in rags, was thin and frail, with his eyes closed, breathing rapidly, and his cheeks flushed.
"I...I don't have money for the medicine..." the woman stammered guiltily.
"Has anyone just been examined?"
It's called a free clinic, but it's really just about seeing patients. The doctors can't use their own herbs to make up for the losses; at most, they'll prescribe one dose, and you'll still have to buy the rest from the clinic.
The child clearly had a high fever.
Lu Qingqing lifted the child's eyelids, touched the child's chest, and took out a homemade stethoscope to listen to the heart and lung sounds.
"We've seen a doctor... It's wind-heat affecting the lungs. If we don't give the child medicine, he won't make it."
I'm from Dabozi Village. Back then, you said the medicine would be half price..."
The woman's eyes darted around guiltily.
Lu Qingqing knew she wasn't from Dabozi Village, because she had seen almost all the women there, but she had never met this person before.
They must have heard about this before they came looking for me.
It doesn't matter.
Lu Qingqing took out a bottle of medicine powder from the medicine box, poured it into a cup, mixed it with water, pinched the child's mouth shut, and forced it down his throat.
It's true that if he doesn't take the medication soon, it will be too late. The rales are severe, and if he delays even one more day, he will suffer heart failure and be beyond saving.
The woman watched as the medicine went into her child's mouth, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes, but it quickly faded again.
"I... I can't even afford medicine at half price, doctor, can you give me credit? I'll pay you back later, I promise, please."
"Where is your husband?" Lu Qingqing had already taken the child and wet a cloth to wipe the child's body.
"I went out to make money with someone almost a year ago and haven't come back yet."
“The child has been suffering for too long. I can treat the lung inflammation, but I don’t know if it has damaged the brain.”
The woman knelt down, crying, "Doctor, please save my life! I'm willing to be your slave..."
"Dr. Lu, Dr. Lu..." A doctor waved to Lu Qingqing.
It was Dr. Huang, who had previously worked with us on disaster relief in Dabozi Village.
"Wait a moment, watch the child." Lu Qingqing nodded to the woman.
She thought Dr. Huang had some illness he didn't understand, but she didn't expect that Dr. Huang was talking to her about the woman from earlier.
"She used to buy medicine on credit. She used to kneel down and beg for it. I gave her three doses of medicine on credit, but then she disappeared. It turned out she went to other places to buy medicine on credit. Every time her child was sick, she would buy a little bit here and a little bit there to treat the child."
She had basically bought all the doctors in the city on credit.
Nobody gives her credit anymore.
“It’s okay. She said at the beginning that she didn’t have any money, which means she didn’t mean to owe money on purpose, but that she really had no other choice.”
Lu Qingqing thanked Doctor Huang and went back to find that the woman had already wrapped up the child.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
"Put it down, I'll heal you."
The woman watched in disbelief as Lu Qingqing took the child back and placed it on the table.
Begin inserting the needle.
Even knowing she lied, why would anyone help her?
"Where do you live?" Lu Qingqing asked.
The woman suddenly realized: "Doctor, I lied to you, I'm not from Dabozi Village."
My home is actually in Tingtai Village outside the city, at the east end of the village. There's an osmanthus tree in front of the door. My husband's name is Zhang Tiande. I won't renege on my debt, really. I'll pay you back when my husband comes back.”
Lu Qingqing shook her head: "That's not what I meant."
Your child is naturally weak because you didn't provide enough nutrition during your pregnancy. There's nothing you can do about the past, but now you need to take good care of your health. Your breast milk isn't good enough; it won't nourish the child properly.
Lu Qingqing said, "I know your family is struggling, but a mother's love is strong. Your husband might not come back for a long time, and to put it bluntly, he might not even bring any money back."
You can't just wait for him.
"But what can I do? I've thought about finding some work, but where can I find it? I wanted to be a wet nurse, but people think I'm dirty and won't even let me into their homes."
I wanted to do laundry, but after only one day, the housekeeper started touching me inappropriately while I was feeding the baby…
I couldn't take it anymore, and I wanted to close my eyes and go find the old bachelors in the village, but I couldn't. I was scared...
I sat by the river for a long time, holding the child, but then I thought about how my husband hadn't even seen the child's face, and hadn't jumped in...
Towards the end, the woman's voice became numb, as if she were telling someone else's story, but tears kept welling up in her deep-set eyes, like water bursting from a dam.
Lu Qingqing couldn't listen to it anymore and waved her hand.
"I'm sorry, doctor, I just... I don't know why I'm telling you all this..."
"It's alright. Here's what we'll do: there's a Zhenmei condiment wholesale shop at the fifth shop on East Third Street in the city. If you're willing to show your face in public, you can sell condiments there once your child recovers."
Tell Boss Chen there that I sent you, and that she can settle your wages once a day for now.
The woman, as if grasping at a straw, was about to kneel and kowtow again.
"Stop kowtowing. If you do it too much, you won't be able to straighten your back. The best way to thank me is to sell more products and make more money. You'll be happy, and so will I."
After administering the injection, Lu Qingqing checked the child's condition, gave the child the antipyretic powder again, and then took out three bottles of medicine.
"The child's fever should subside by evening. If it doesn't, give the child the medicine powder again, followed by the medicine to clear the lungs, relieve asthma, and remove dryness and dampness."
Lu Qingqing explained the dosage and usage in detail.
The woman gripped the medicine bottle tightly, hardly believing that such a small amount of medicine was a seven-day supply.
"After drinking it for seven days, come to Liuyun Village to see me for a follow-up examination. If any problems arise in the meantime, feel free to come to me anytime."
It's hot, hurry and take the child home. You don't have enough breast milk, find some goat milk for him to drink first.
Lu Qingqing counted out fifty copper coins, tied them with a rope, and stuffed them into the child's blanket.
The woman buried her head in her child and left, sobbing.
His mumbled words floated in the air: "Little Bean, we've really met a Bodhisattva this time..."
She brushed past another woman whose face was veiled.
The veiled woman looked in the direction Lu Qingqing was coming from, then adjusted her veil and walked towards her as well.
"Doctor, do you treat... women's ailments?"
"I have money."
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