Chapter 42 Leg Treatment

"Oh my God!" Village Chief Xiaowei and his daughter-in-law were overjoyed to see that their father, who had been sick for more than a year, could not only talk and walk, but also be able to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's like a dream.

"Okay, good, open dinner, open dinner." Village Chief Xiaowei said busily.

The village chief's daughter-in-law hurriedly set up the dining table, and brought the meals from the kitchen to the dining table one by one, Xiao Ye and the village chief took the old man to the dining table and sat down, and the old man also said at this time: "Two children, you can sit too." ā€

"Okay."

After a while, everyone gathered at the table.

Village Chief Xiaowei couldn't help but say gratefully to Yun Mei'er: "Child, you are really a miracle doctor." You must know that your grandfather's illness in my family, how many big hospitals have been cured of it, I can't imagine that you will be cured as soon as you make a move today, amazing, amazing! ā€

After the village chief Xiaowei was amazed, he then pointed to Yun Mei'er and said to his father: "Dad, it was this little doctor who cured your disease, what kind of acupuncture and moxibustion method was used." ā€

"Acupuncture and moxibustion." Yun Mei'er corrected the village chief.

"Oh, yes, yes, acupuncture."

When the village chief's father heard this, he couldn't help but look at Yun Mei'er gratefully, and after a long time, he suddenly gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Divine doctor! What a miracle healer! ā€

Seeing that his father didn't know what to say for a while, the village chief Xiaowei suddenly thought of the problem of the hundred-year-old willow, so he said to his father: "Dad, these two children are here for the hundred-year-old willow in our village today. ā€

"What? Centennial willow? What do you mean? The village chief's father was a little confused for a while.

Yun Mei'er then recounted the matter of the hundred-year-old willow branch from beginning to end.

"Grandpa, we need a fork." Xiao Ye said tentatively in a pleading tone.

The village chief's father finally understood the purpose of the young boy's trip, "Hey! So, when he mentioned the hundred-year-old willow, he also sighed bitterly and said deeply: "This hundred-year-old willow, when it comes to the problem of a tree branch, I suddenly remembered a thing. ā€

Yun Mei'er and Xiao Ye's eyes immediately emitted a different kind of brilliance.

I only heard the village chief's father continue: "A hundred years of willow, every hundred years, it has to go through a catastrophe, it is now a full seven hundred years of history, so, count, also experienced seven catastrophes, we have not witnessed the previous catastrophes, but last time, when it experienced a catastrophe, unfortunately was struck by lightning and cut off a branch, I picked the branch in front of my house." ā€

"Grandpa, is that the little willow tree we can see as soon as we enter the yard?" Yun Mei'er suddenly felt a little hope in the matter of the willow fork.

"Yes." The village chief's father nodded.

Yun Mei'er said excitedly: "It turns out that the willow tree I saw when I just entered the yard turned out to be a hundred-year-old willow, did I say that it is a little different." ā€

"You're a miracle doctor. You can't hide anything from you. With that in mind, I've decided to split a fork from that hundred-year-old willow and give it to the two of you. The village chief's father made an impassioned promise.

"Come on, children, since your father is in dire need of this hundred-year-old willow branch right now, then come with me."

After speaking, the old man stood up tremblingly, Xiao Ye and Yun Mei'er hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and followed the old man to the garden.

Walking straight to the little willow tree that was swaying in the breeze, the old man turned to Yun Mei'er and said, "Son, if you fall in love with any branch, just chop it down." ā€

Xiao Ye and Yun Mei'er felt a burst of excitement in their hearts for a while, and at the same time, Yun Mei'er also quickly analyzed in her mind, she thought that this was a willow tree evolved from a branch of a hundred-year-old willow after all, and some of the branches on it were obviously not old enough, only the main trunk was a veritable hundred-year-old willow, but it could not be cut off for the main trunk.

What to do?

Suddenly, her elite eyes flashed, and she found that among the three forks at the bottom, the branch in the middle was exuding the breath of a hundred-year-old willow tree at the moment, so she said to the village chief's father: "Grandpa, I want this branch." ā€

With that, Yun Mei'er chopped off the branch.

With a fork in his hand, Xiao Ye's heart also fell.

In this way, Yun Meier and Xiao Ye not only got the hundred-year-old willow branches they wanted in Liushugou Village, but also cured the patients for the village chief's father, and they returned to the People's Hospital with the joy of victory.

Yun Mei'er didn't stop there, but went to the pharmacy to buy three flavors of Chinese herbs for Xiao Zhengxing to take internally, and then returned to Xiao's house with Bailing Huicao.

Immediately, she rolled up her sleeves, put on her apron, set up a cauldron on the stove in the kitchen, quickly adjusted the heat, put the lark back grass into the cauldron, filled it with an appropriate amount of water, and slowly boiled it.

In this way, under the uninterrupted control of the big shovel held by Yun Mei'er, the sticky herbs were compressed one by one, tormented, and refined, and after about forty minutes, Yun Mei'er finally compressed the Chinese medicine into a pill the size of a baby's fist, and finally, she carefully put the pill into a jade bottle prepared in advance.

At the same time, after the three flavors of the Chinese herbal medicine were successfully boiled, plus the boiled Bailing Huicao, they were brought back to the People's Hospital, looking at the busy sweaty Yun Mei'er, Li Yuhong couldn't help but feel distressed and persuaded: "Child, you can rest for a while." ā€

"Let's treat my uncle's leg first."

Yun Mei'er said, then took the boiled lark back grass, smeared it on the injured leg little by little, and after applying it evenly, she carefully wrapped the injured leg with layers of snow-white gauze. Finally, the fork of the willow tree of the hundred-year-old willow was tied to the injured leg.

After everything was dealt with, in the end, Yun Mei'er instructed Xiao Zhengxing to take it internally: "Uncle, this is an internal medicine, take it twice a day, after meals." ā€

"Okay, okay." Xiao Zhengxing did it one by one. At the same time, my heart is also filled with a stirring warm current.

In this way, under Yun Meier's careful treatment and care, time also quietly lost .......

On the fifth day of treatment, Xiao Zhengxing suddenly shouted at Li Yuhong: "Itchy, itchy, my legs are so itchy." ā€

Yun Mei'er and Xiao Ye just returned to the ward from the water room, Yun Mei'er heard Xiao Zhengxing's shouting, so not only did she not be anxious, but she said happily: "Uncle, don't move, this is your injured leg growing flesh buds!" That's why you're itching. ā€

"But it's itching, I can't stand it." Xiao Zhengxing gritted his teeth at the moment, and the sweat on his forehead came out.

"What to do? Mei'er. Seeing his father's abnormal pain, Xiao Ye couldn't stand still, and turned his head to ask Yun Mei'er for advice.

"Then ......" Yun Mei'er saw this, so she thought for a while and said: "In this way, I will go home now and boil a pair of Chinese medicine for my uncle, which is a kind of Chinese medicine that temporarily paralyzes the nerves, so that after he takes it, he will not feel itchy." ā€

"Is it anesthetic?" Xiao Ye asked.

"It's different from anesthetics, it doesn't harm the main organs of the brain or anything, don't worry." Yun Mei'er smiled at Xiao Ye as she spoke, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Kid, I'm going to have to trouble you running home." Li Yuhong couldn't bear to say.

"We're all a family, and it's not troublesome. Auntie, don't say these polite words in the future, now, what the three of us have to do together is to cure my uncle's illness. As Yun Mei'er spoke, she couldn't help but bend her small arm tightly to show that she was about to win.

So, Yun Meier said goodbye to Xiao Ye and Li Yuhong and left in a hurry.

Xiao Zhengxing still felt that it was unbearable to hurt his leg, so he was still shouting about the itch regardless of it, and Li Yuhong helplessly comforted: "Bear with it, Mei'er will go home and boil medicine for you." ā€

Xiao Zhengxing shouted and itched while not reluctantly saying: "It's always troublesome for other people's children." Xiao Ye, what do you think of Mei'er? It seems that the charm of the people has really paid a true love to our Xiao family! ā€

"yes. Son. Li Yuhong also shifted the topic to Xiao Ye and Mei'er: "While Mei'er is not there, tell your mother, what do you think of other people's Mei'er?" ā€

"What the hell are you thinking?" Xiao Ye couldn't help but rub his head.

"Don't pretend to be confused with Lao Tzu?" Xiao Zhengxing hummed while shouting.

"Dad, you're itchy like that, what are you doing with all this nosy?" Xiao Ye complained.

"Your dad isn't idle." Li Yuhong said: "It's a serious thing, let's talk about it, what do you think of other people's charms, do you like her?" ā€