Chapter 219: Ease

Walking into the small medical hall, there are all kinds of medicine boxes and medicine cabinets and pharmacies, but there is a lack of medicinal materials in Loess Village, and the medicine cabinets are empty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle Zheng, where is your body uncomfortable, I'll show you." Meng Qingzhi helped Zheng Bo into the infirmary and sat down, and then without saying a word, he picked up Zheng Bo's sleeve and began to check his pulse.

"Who is this?" Zheng Bo was confused and was treated as a patient, and the little grandson in his arms looked at Meng Qingzhi's kind face and grinned.

"He's Qingzhi." Mr. Meng said to Uncle Zheng.

"Aoyuki? Oh! Qingzhi, the child has grown so tall. You have been away for many years, do you remember the skills that Mr. Meng taught? Uncle Zheng remembered that when Meng Qingzhi had not left Loess Village, he often followed Mr. Meng to learn medical skills.

"Remember, don't worry." Meng Qingzhi worships the Northern Sect, and the Northern Sect uses medicine to replenish the body and practice martial arts, but I am afraid that Meng Qingzhi's medical skills are no longer under Mr. Meng.

"Uncle Zheng, you're fine, it's just a little damp and hot, have you lost your hair a lot lately?" Sure enough, Meng Qingzhi just took the pulse and accurately grasped the condition of Zheng Bo's body.

"One word is accurate!" Zheng Bo said convincingly, he immediately noticed that something was wrong, and then he reacted, "Eh, it's not for me to see, it's that the tiger baby is uncomfortable." ”

The tiger baby is the little grandson held by Uncle Zheng, who has pus on his tarsal face and can't walk, so he has to be held by Uncle Zheng all the time.

The pus is the size of a thumb, and it has a yellow top, and there are some irregular hard scabs on the skin next to it, which should be the mark left by the healed pus.

Meng Qingzhi carefully touched the skin of the tiger baby, looked up and down, left and right, and looked at the skin around the pus, and then carefully checked the pulse of the tiger baby.

"This is just a boil." Meng Qingzhi concluded.

Before the words fell, Meng Qingzhi picked up a sharp silver knife, rubbed it twice and released pus, the tiger baby screamed in pain, and was about to cry loudly, when she was suddenly attracted by the bell in front of her, and completely forgot the pain of Fang Cai.

It turned out that Meng Qingzhi had already applied grass and wood ashes with lightning speed, and then skillfully bandaged the wound, and then casually took the bell on Meng Zhao's waist and teased the tiger baby.

Meng Qingzhi was familiar with the road and comfortable throughout the whole process, the tiger baby just felt the pain, and the pus was cured, and when Meng Qingzhi's bandaging was completed, the tiger baby was no longer in pain.

It's just that he took pity on Meng Zhao, and the new waist bell he just picked up was given away by Meng Qingzhi.

"The pustule is no longer in serious trouble, so be careful not to use force on your legs and feet, so as not to open the wound. Pay attention to bed rest, and only after 10 days can you get out of bed and walk around, which is healing. Meng Qingzhi explained to Uncle Zheng.

"Tiger baby, do you hear the doctor's words, you have to lie in bed obediently for ten days." Zheng Bo hurriedly told the tiger baby, but Zheng Bo was still faintly worried in his heart.

"Okay, tiger baby, rest well, don't run around." The tiger baby responded very obediently, worshipping Meng Qingzhi very much, and drove away the illness in three or two clicks.

"Thank you little brother Qingzhi, the good boy taught by Mr. Meng is really a hanging pot to help the world." Zheng Bo praised Meng Qingzhi.

"Please bear with me if there are any shortcomings." Meng Qingzhi is modest.

"It's just that I don't know if it will recur after being cured this time." Zheng Bo expressed his worries.

"Yes, Qingzhi, this tiger baby's boils are good now, but in a few days, a new boil will be born nearby, and it will not stop repeatedly, and other patients in the village are like this." Mr. Meng described the strange illness of the villagers during this time, which he developed for more than a month, but still no progress.

"Mr. Meng, has the climate in Loess Village become more and more temperate recently, and it is no longer as windy and sandy as before?" Meng Qingzhi verified that he had been away from his hometown for 14 years, and he clearly felt the changes in the loess village, which seemed to be more and more integrated with the mountains and rivers next door.

"Yes, especially in the past two years, the precipitation in Loess Village has increased significantly, and it is not as dry as before." Mr. Meng replied that the most obvious thing is that the land has improved, and the cultivation of medicinal herbs is not as laborious as before.

But Mr. Meng still doesn't know that this climate is getting better, which should be a good thing, everyone's physique will gradually improve, and the skin will become moisturized.

"Uncle Zheng, you should drink water at home, right?" Meng Qingzhi continued to ask, there are few rivers and few wells in Loess Village, and ordinary people have worked hard to walk several miles, carry the well water home, and store it at home to drink it slowly.

"Nature is a reservoir of water, and it has been for decades." Zheng Bo said truthfully.

"The bucket is just outside the house?" Meng Qingzhi continued to speculate.

"yes, what do you mean, you mean someone is doing evil?" Uncle Zheng began to refute, the loess villagers are simple, and the relationship between the neighbors is very harmonious, Meng Qingzhi should not be suspicious of others.

"That's right, it's not that someone is making it bad, it's God making it bad, if I'm not mistaken, there must be something wrong with the water quality." Meng Qingzhi snapped his fingers and confirmed his speculation.

Mr. Meng and Meng Zhao hadn't understood what Meng Qingzhi meant, they looked at each other with a blank expression, how could Meng Qingzhi attribute the initiator to God?

It turns out that the problem lies in the rainwater in this loess village, and it stands to reason that the rainwater accumulates into a river, and it is okay to drink it in the stomach, but the rainwater in the loess village is different from other places.

Loess Village is dry all year round, the environment is harsh, and the sediment in the rainwater is much more than that of other water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. Although Loess Village has been slowly getting better in the past two years, the rain is still sour overall.

Yesterday, Meng Qingzhi noticed something unusual, he swung his sword at the pond, and almost all the pond water was slapped to the ground, and the pool had bottomed out. Even so, there was not a single fish in sight in the entire pool.

The pool water splashed into Meng Qingzhi's mouth, with a slight sour taste, and Meng Qingzhi suddenly understood that the water in this pool was probably rainwater.

This rain is not clean, so naturally there will be no fish.

In the past, it was rare for the loess village to rain again, and it was difficult for the buckets placed in the open air to receive any rainwater, but recently the rain has become more and more abundant, and it can often be connected to a full bucket, like Zheng Bo's house, and even the rainwater will be taken to drink, slowly, the rain is too much, and there is a problem with the body.

Although Xiao Zhaoer is diligent in carrying water every day, Mr. Meng adheres to the principle of not wasting it, and will also use the rainwater to boil medicine.

In this way, the patient was finally cured of the boil, and when he returned home, he continued to drink rainwater, and also took the medicine boiled out of the rainwater, which has been a vicious circle, and the boils naturally come and go, and it is difficult to cure them.

"I see, there is no need to develop any panacea, just add a lid to the top of the bucket, it's amazing." After listening to Meng Qingzhi's explanation, Mr. Meng woke up a person in a dream with a word, and immediately woke up, it turned out that the problem was really God.