After a while, the child's uncle came over with the ground white mustard seeds, and the speed was really fast.

Uncle Kid wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed the white mustard seeds in brown paper in his hand to Yuan Lang.

"What's next?"

The others were also staring intently at Yuan Lang's next move.

"Pick up the child and show his back. ”

Yuan Lang applied the medicine to the lungs on the child's back, and pressed the acupuncture points with his thumb, and with the other hand, he gently patted the child rhythmically from the waist above, and the two pairs worked together alternately.

The baby was held by her sister-in-law's neck and sat on her lap, because she was uncomfortable, and the baby cried loudly.

The child's aunt don't look over her head, she can't bear to look at it.

The child's grandmother also had a distressed expression, and kept saying, "Tap, tap..."

The child's uncle pulled the grandmother who was so worried, "Mom and Dad, don't make trouble, isn't this treating the child." ”

"What kind of treatment is this, look at my little grandson crying like this... Forget it, we're dead..."

The child cried, and the child's grandmother also cried, crying and crying and wanting to take the baby away.

It was the surrounding nurses who pulled her and didn't let her succeed.

The baby's uncle looked angry, "Mom, what are you doing, the doctor said that you won't let the surgery, and now there is a way not to operate, why don't you let it?"

"I, I'm not looking at my child and feeling uncomfortable, I can't stand it in my heart. ”

Yuan Lang also noticed what happened next to her, but it didn't affect the movements of her hands at all.

She still presses the acupuncture points at a regular frequency and taps her back.

Crackles in the lungs can be heard near the baby's back, and the lower area of the back is more likely to deposit fluid, so the Yuanlang percussion is stronger.

This action continued for more than a quarter of an hour, and then the baby coughed up phlegm with a particularly loud cry and cough. A large mass of yellow-green phlegm spat on the floor.

The child's sister-in-law shouted in surprise: "Come out, cough out." ”

Everyone has seen the thick phlegm stuck to the floor, the shape and size are the size of two coins, and the width of the throat of the newborn child is only a little larger, if this mass of phlegm has not come out and is blocked in the throat, the consequences can be imagined.

"Really, I vomited it out..."Dr. Bai squatted down in disbelief and observed the phlegm on the ground for a closer look.

The phlegm was coughed up, and the child's body was much more comfortable, and he was tired of crying after crying for so long, and he fell asleep with his sister-in-law's hand.

Teacher Wen turned around in surprise, took the stethoscope and listened to the child's back again, the child still had phlegm in his lungs, but now the throat is not blocked, and everyone is relieved.

Both hands kept moving, and when he put it down, Yuan Lang only felt pantothenic. He shook his arm, looked at the few adults who gathered around the child in surprise, and said, "Apply white mustard seeds to the lungs and press three hundred to five hundred times each time, three times a day." ”

"Every day, when there is empty blood, I help my child gently tap on his back to help him expel phlegm. ”

"This way the throat will not be blocked, and the dark areas of the lungs will not be affected by the accumulation of sputum. After that, I took injections and medicines according to the doctor's instructions until I was cured. ”

After Yuan Lang finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded, and Sun Yiming, who had never had any sense of existence, suddenly exclaimed, "Eh, can this incident be regarded as a successful clinical diagnosis and treatment case of integrated Chinese and Western medicine?"

This remark aroused Mr. Wen's sideways eyes, "Say what you just thought again." ”

Sun Yiming lowered his head a little cringe, "I, I....", he was a little afraid that he had said the wrong thing.

Zamosi really couldn't stand Sun Yiming's childish behavior, and added to his words: "I think so too, our topic is about the feasibility of the combination of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. ”

"In addition, Chinese medicine treatment is cheap and has no toxic side effects, I believe that in the future, more medical fields of Western medicine will be combined with Chinese medicine, and the effect and efficiency will be greatly improved...."

As if he had made a tirade, Zamothy said a long passage and added his lower lip, and he was speaking with a dry mouth.

"Well, that makes sense, go on..."Teacher Wen listened very carefully, saw Zamosi stop, and motioned for him to continue.

"What more do you say? I'm done...."

Teacher Wen paused for a moment and retracted his thoughtful look, "Well, you go to my office, and I'll assign you tasks later." ”

"Wow...", Teacher Wen actually changed his attitude towards them, what does this mean to be able to let them participate in the daily treatment work?

Anyway, it's still something to be happy about not sitting on the cold bench.

It's just that after the joy, the silence between several people was a little awkward.

Zamosi and Chi Yousheng wanted to find an opportunity to break the dull atmosphere, but there was no good starting point.

Yuan Lang walked in front with a cold face, and Ye Qian followed her right side and took a few steps back.

"Yuan Lang..." Ye Qian raised a big smile and wanted to talk to Yuan Lang, but what she got was an indifferent side look.

Yuan Lang just glanced at Ye Qian lightly and did not answer.

The smile on Ye Qian's face stiffened, and she squirmed her upper and lower lips and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

Several people sat or stood, waiting in Mr. Wen's office.

The room was quiet, and the long silence was spreading, Ye Qian took a deep breath, moved the chair to Yuan Lang and sat down.

"I'm sorry. ”

Yuan Lang flipped through a book of "Practical Pediatrics" in the office bookcase, and his eyes never left the book, "Hmm..."

"Little girl, don't you be so cold to me? Ye Qian couldn't stand it and shouted out.

The others didn't dare to speak, and pretended to do their own things.

"I, I know it's not right for me to do it today, but I have a reason. ”

"My mother once gave birth to a younger brother to me, but he died within a few months of saying it, and he also had pneumonia... That's why I'm soft-hearted..."

This time, Yuan Lang put down the book and turned to face Ye Qian, "Then how do you know that I can cure, I will cure, and I am willing to cure?"

"Haven't you thought about what the consequences would be if I just said it casually, or if I couldn't cure the sick child?"

Ye Qian was surprised and asked: "Didn't you use the easiest way to cure it, now the result is that everyone is happy, and even Teacher Wen looks at us differently." ”

Yuan Lang sneered and said, "So that's your reason?"

"But... Why should I pay for your soft-heartedness, what is the difference between this and the difficulty of being a strong man? ”

Ye Qian still didn't understand, "Then you can't bear to watch such a young child suffer, and there is a way not to save him?"

"You have always been very kind in my heart, otherwise you wouldn't have opened a free clinic to treat people, why ..... today"

Yuan Lang didn't realize until today that her three views didn't match Ye Qian's. Ye Qian seems to be more idealistic, while she is realistic.

"Then I will tell you today that I am not kind at all, and everything I do has a purpose. ”

Yuan Lang's words gave Ye Qian a special shock, so much so that she stared straight and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.