Chapter 136: Fighting Methods

Jiang Hai came over and patted Gong Yi Nianhuai, "You kid still has a little conscience." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info However, Grandpa Jiang's affairs don't need the boys to take action, hahaha,"

The group talked and laughed, and after a while, they came to Ruan Donglai's house.

Home, very basic, with only one yard. Through the light diffused from the house, Gong Nian Huai found that this was purely a small farm yard, with various farm tools in the corner of the wall, and a wheelbarrow quietly parked in the corner.

In the hall, a mother-in-law greeted the uninvited adults in a restrained manner, and Li Liang was whispering something to the mother-in-law. The mother-in-law nodded, her eyes scanning the people who walked in one after another.

Meng Hui and Jiang Hai comforted their mother-in-law softly, and then followed Li Liang into the house.

Gong Nian Huai looked east and west, very curious. When I entered the house, I saw a wooden bed on the wall, and Ruan Donglai was lying on it, with the pillow cushioned high, gesturing to the people who came in, which could be regarded as a greeting.

After some disturbance, Gong Nian Huai stepped forward to watch. Only then did it become clear that Ruan Donglai's right leg was tightly tied from the middle of his thigh to his ankle.

"Donglai has a serious ankle sprain and a broken thigh, and he has already done bone reduction, what other magic methods does my brother have for me to learn?" The medical officer named Qi Yue turned around again, pointed to Ruan Donglai's leg and said.

Gong Nian Huai couldn't bear to look at it, his thighs were swollen like elephant legs, and his skin was swollen, making him appear brighter and more delicate.

Gong Yi Nianhuai looked straight at it, and after taking a look, he turned his head away, not daring to look directly.

"What, little brother, is there anything wrong with so-and-so's bones?" Qi Yue stared at Gong Nian Huai, and when he saw Gong Nian Huai's expression, his face sank, and he could hear Qi Yue's anger suppressing from his tone.

Gong Yi Nian Huai smiled, "Doctor Qi's medical skills are clever, how can he be a kid?" When the kid saw Uncle Ruan suffering like this, he couldn't bear it. ”

"I didn't expect that the little brother still has a benevolent heart, I heard that the little brother is trying to make a new drug, and the effect is incomparable, why not give it a try?"

Gong Yi Nianhuai glanced at Qi Yue, the boss in his heart was not happy, what is there still a benevolent heart, is it possible that except for you Qi Yue, everyone else has a heart of stone? People have lived for most of their lives, do they all live to the belly of a dog? Really, I can't even say a word to anyone.

In fact, Gong Nian Huai has to thank this Qi Yue. Why? Because Gong Nian Huai didn't know how to straighten his bones, if he had known that Ruan Donglai was so badly injured, he would not have dared to come for treatment.

For fractures, orthopedic bone is the first priority, followed by controlling inflammation. If the fracture is not properly aligned, the person will not die, and if the inflammation cannot be controlled, the leg may be useless, and even life-threatening.

Now the first step is done by Qi Yue, and the next step is to control the inflammation. Isn't that what penicillin does?

Hehe, Qi Yue, Qi Yue, it's true that peers are enemies, but there is also an old saying that enemies don't get together. You stare at Lao Tzu, but you forget your duty. Now Lao Tzu will stand up on your shoulders, and I have to convince you.

"The little one is about to try." Gong Nian Huai glanced at the room, it was empty, and there was nothing but Ruan Donglai's bed.

Gong Nian Huai raised the wooden box in his hand, "Uncle Li, can you set up a table and come over?" ”

"Oh, here we go." Li Liang turned around and went out, brought in a small wooden table, and placed it next to the bed.

"Brother Meng, you come to dispense medicine, well, one and a half." Gong Nian Huai gritted his teeth before he said this number.

Looking at Ruan Donglai's appearance, Gong Nian Huai knew that it was difficult to control the inflammation without increasing the dosage. But what the standard dosage is, I haven't figured out yet. I had to cross the river by feeling the stones. Hehe, may God bless Nguyen Dong to come.

Meng Zhijing was also dissatisfied with Qi Yue, and in front of his father and him, he made it difficult for him to lose his face, isn't it just to lose his face? As the saying goes, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, do you have to look at the owner to beat the dog?

Meng Zhijing's instructions to the public to lose Nian Huai were as willing as a glutton. In this room, Meng Zhijing is the assistant of Gong Nian Huai, what is wrong with the great physician ordering the assistant?

Meng Zhijing agreed briskly, and placed the porcelain jar and vase in his hand on the wooden table. Gong Nian Huai also put the wooden box containing the syringe on the table.

There are only a few people who have seen this set of equipment. Jiang Hai and Meng Heng have never met, let alone Qi Yue.

So as soon as these items were placed on the table, several pairs of eyes were attracted.

The porcelain jar and the porcelain vase are good to say, what is there in the wooden box, Gong Nian Huai did not open it, Qi Yue was not convinced and curious, and he couldn't open it with his own hands to take a look.

Jiang Hai glanced at Meng Hui, Meng Hui shook his head invisibly, so Jiang Hai couldn't bear to move the wooden box.

"Little brother, do you want to do acupuncture?" Qi Yue twisted his beard and asked.

Gong Yi Nian Huai smiled and said nothing. The whole room suddenly fell silent, and Qi Yue's question echoed in a curling voice.

A soft click broke the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

"What is this?" Several people asked at the same time, this time even Meng Heng didn't hold back, staring at a swarthy tube lying in the box.

Meng Zhijing took out two pieces of rice paper, tore one from the middle, threw the other into the porcelain vase, and then poured a little distilled water into the porcelain jar. Picked up the porcelain vase, shook it, and shook it. He also deliberately shook it in front of Qi Yue's eyes.

Gong Yi Nianhuai gently picked up the syringe and whispered to Li Liang, Li Liang nodded and walked out, and when he came back, he had an extra wine jar in his hand, which he gently put on the table, and with a flip of his hand, there was an extra wine glass. Grabbed the jar with one hand and poured a glass of wine into it.

"Little brother, what is this?" Qi Yue stared at the syringe in Gong Nianhuai's hand, his face stunned. Soon his eyes turned to the small porcelain vase in Meng Zhijing's hand. The confusion in his eyes intensified.

"Oh, Doctor Qi, this is called a syringe, and it is a secret of the Han family." Gong Nian Huai ostentatiously shook the syringe in front of Qi Yue's eyes.

"Syringes? Hanjia ...... A secret that is not passed on? Qi Yue's eyes were straight, he could hear it, this thing was not spread outside, even if he was apprenticing to the teacher. Only the people of their own clan are passed on, and they are also passed on to men but not women, even if they become sons-in-law, they can't get it.

"Nianhuai, it's okay." Meng Zhijing put down the porcelain vase and said softly.

Gong Nian Huai sat on the edge of the bed, dropped a drop of penicillin solution on Ruan Donglai's wrist, and then stared at Ruan Dong quietly.

Nguyen Donglai is a mute man who cannot express his feelings voluntarily. The penicillin skin test can only rely on the observation of the public to read Huai himself.

Fang Qiong, Meng Zhijing, and Wang Jian had already seen the process of doing a skin test on rabbits, so they also came over to help Gong Nian Huai keep an eye on it.

Qi Yue, Jiang Hai, and Meng Hui also came over, and they were pulled over by curiosity and confusion.

A mysterious way to see a doctor like Gong Nian Huai, needless to say, has never heard of it, even if it has never been heard of.

"Nianhuai, what is this doing?" After Jiang Hai glanced at it several times, he finally couldn't help but ask, Qi Yue immediately turned his gaze to Jiang Hai, and then swept towards Gong Nian Huai.

Gong Nian Huai was sighing in his heart. What was commonplace in the afterlife has become rare in this time and space. Like a cotton wool, dip a little potion and wipe it on the patient's skin. Now it is good, it can only be poured on the patient's skin, and it is purely based on the feeling.

It is not a trivial matter to do a whole set of medical projects. From small cotton wool to various instruments, it is an industrial chain. In order to build a complete industrial chain, even with the strong support of the state, it must be calculated on the basis of five years.

Any link in the industrial chain can also derive a small industrial chain, and the upstream and downstream products are matched to form an industrial ring, which is interlocking, and the resources of the whole society are bundled.

"Nian Huai said this is called a skin test." Meng Zhijing replied for Gong Nianhuai.

"Skin test? Why not cut the pulse? Qi Yue took the words again.

If Gong Nian Huai does not answer this question himself, no one can answer for Gong Nian Huai. Of course, Gong Yi Nianhuai would not answer, because he didn't know how to cut the pulse at all. Looking at it and asking it, the public will not know any of them, and if they ask, they will ask in vain, because they don't understand.

"Nian Huai, everything is normal in the east." Fang Qiong glanced at Qi Yue before reminding Gong Nian Huaidao.

"Oh, okay?" Gong Nian Huai looked around, and his heart was pounding, as if he wanted to draw courage from the people around him.

Gong Nian Huai grabbed Ruan Donglai's wrist, and saw Qi Yuelian next to him frowning, cutting the pulse and grabbing the wrist?

Gong Nian Huai picked up the wine glass sideways, let Ruan Donglai palm up, poured a few drops of wine on his wrist, rubbed it gently, and then waited for the wine to evaporate.

Gong Nian Huai breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the syringe, picked up the porcelain bottle with one hand, tilted the porcelain bottle, and the needle of the syringe was stretched in.

At this time, you can hear pins falling in the room. Everyone held their breath and condensed, and they really didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere. But the more you don't dare to breathe, the thicker your anger will become. Finally, someone couldn't hold it anymore, and his breath became heavier and heavier.

Gong Nian Huai watched the liquid medicine in the porcelain bottle slowly disappear, raised the syringe and gently pushed it, and the needle of the silver needle sprayed water. Hey, it's done!

Gong Nian Huai took another breath, your grandmother's, how did you become a doctor by yourself. In later lives, I have only seen others inject themselves, and I have never experimented with them. Now it's okay, I ran to 800 years ago to become a miracle doctor. I have to think about it, in the future life, there is no doctor surnamed Ruan who injected himself, and it has to be the one who has the most pain in the injection.

If this needle continues, the whole world will change. As for what it will become, Gong Nian Huai is not sure, there are only three ways to choose. One is that he has become a water dog, holding his head and running away; The other is to become famous in one fell swoop; The last one is that nothing happens.

This needle, Uncle Ruan, you can't speak, just pray and pray in your heart, for you and for your little nephew. Hey, I'm coming.

Gong Nian Huai held the needle and touched the vein on Ruan Donglai's wrist, where is this vein, this is clearly Mount Everest.

"Slow, little brother, what are you going to do?"

Gong Nian Huai was immersed in conjecture, and a voice came from his ear. The explosion was like thunder, and it hit the public and made Nianhuai's ears ringing and dizzy.

"Injections!" Gong Yi Nianhuai replied subconsciously.

"Injections? In his 40 years of medical practice, he has never seen such a cure. Little brother, don't you take human life as a child's play? ”

Nima's, this hat is big enough and vicious enough. Gong Yi Nian Huai faintly felt that this kind of taste was more popular in later generations. Probably human rights fall into this category.