Song Hao's medical hall has been open in Yuandu for a while.

It can be said that this word of mouth is word of mouth.

Song Zhen couldn't be busy with the minor illness that came here for treatment, so she asked Mao Langzhong to sit for a consultation, and planned to recruit two more reliable Langzhong to work together.

As for herself?

Most of the time it's on the way to the doctor.

However, this visit will make people feel extremely tired, and it will also greatly reduce the efficiency.

So when Song Hao has a certain reputation, and others know that this female doctor is a miracle doctor with superb medical skills, Song Zhen will not go out for consultation.

Instead, he waited in the infirmary.

Song Hao is in the inner room, Mao Langzhong is in the outer room, and if Mao Langzhong can't handle things, he will go to Song Hao for help.

No, another woman was put in Maolang, and the woman was leading a child, and Song Zhen could see at a glance where the child was sick.

On the child's forehead, there is a big bag.

If it is allowed to develop, it will definitely endanger life and health.

"Doctor Song, we have also traveled a lot of places, but no one can see this disease, please help me think of a way, you are my last hope." The woman was very beautiful, and the child had big eyebrows.

It's just that because of the bag on his head, this child looks a little scary.

When Song Zhen faces this kind of child who is ignorant of the world, her heart will be a little softer.

Song Hao asked, "How long has he been like this?" ”

"He wasn't like this when he was born, he was like this two years ago, it's too ...... The people all said that there was no way. The woman sighed.

Tears were already welling up in her eyes.

I'm here today just to try my luck.

It would be nice if it could be natural.

If it can't be done, she doesn't blame anyone, just blame her bad fate.

Song Zhen put her hand on the child's forehead, looked at it, and then said, "It's all pus, just cut it open." ”

"This is the ......," the woman tensed.

Song Hao smiled and said, "If you can trust me, I will treat this little boy." ”

"But I can't guarantee it's going to be okay." Song Zhen said again.

She couldn't fill her mouth either, that would be too conceited.

This little boy is only seven or eight years old, but he has a feeling of being a teenager and an old man, and he has already said firmly: "Beautiful sister, I believe in you." ”

"Mother, let's let the beautiful sister try it." The little boy said.

"I don't know what this little boy is called?" Song Hao asked curiously.

"My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Yuannian." Zhao Yuan's name on the annual report.

The woman next to her was nervous for a moment, then raised her head and glanced at Song Hao, and was relieved to find that Song Zhen didn't care much about the name as usual.

Song Zhen said, "Then I'll try." ”

"This lady, please stay away."

The woman was a little uneasy, and she looked at Song Zhen and Zhao Yuannian nervously.

Song Zhen smiled: "Don't worry, even if I can't cure the disease, I will give you back a living child." ”

The woman gritted her teeth and was ruthless, and then she went out.

Song Hao looked at Zhao Yuannian and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

"I'm not afraid, my sister has an aura that I like, and I think my sister can save me." Zhao Yuannian's eyes were the same as black grapes, staring at Song Hao at this time, which made Song Zhen feel soft again.

"Don't be afraid, my sister will definitely help you, all you have to do now is to eat this anesthetic fruit, then close your eyes and sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be different." Song Hao said, took out a pill and handed it to Zhao Yuannian.

Other children are afraid to take medicine.

But this child was very happy when he took the medicine, so he took it immediately.

Seeing that Zhao Yuannian had fallen asleep, Song Zhen put Zhao Yuannian on the hospital bed, and then began to help Zhao Yuannian drain the pus.

Putting a knife on the head is no trivial matter.

Even if it's just the outside of the scalp.

But this is not a big deal for Song Hao, who has a green mist, at least there is no need to worry about wound infection and excessive bleeding.

And, even if it's a mistake, she has the ability to make the wound heal again.

At the beginning, Song Zhen also thought that this was a very simple matter.

But when Song Hao cut open the pustule with a knife, and a wriggling worm fell out of it, Song Hao felt that the whole person was not good!

This is definitely not an ordinary cyst!

Song Hao couldn't help but think of the Gu Master she had met before.

This kid can't be poisoned, right?

Song Hao glanced at Zhao Yuannian sympathetically, originally Song Hao wanted to slowly make this child better, but now she saw that it was a Gu worm.

Just thinking that these Gu worms might have to drill into Zhao Yuannian's head at any time, Song Hao felt that it was better to be in place once and treat them thoroughly!

Song Hao wrapped the pus together with green mist, and then slowly pulled it out.

Under the effect of the green mist, the bag on the child's head has gone down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Zhen rested and stitched up the skin again...... can only use such a stupid method, and it can't make people think that she used some magic to cure the child.

Song Zhen threw the dirty things that came out directly into the fire and burned them.

What kind of person is it, not even a poor child is spared.

Song Zhen finished all this, in fact, she was not too tired.

After all, this Gu worm didn't really enter Zhao Yuannian's body, and it was still very easy to deal with.

Otherwise...... It's not that simple.

Song Hao knew that Mrs. Zhao outside was in a hurry, but Song Hao was not in a hurry to go out, this treatment process had to be longer, otherwise it would be too shocking.

As for whether Mrs. Zhao is in a hurry.

Song Zhen also thought about it.

I have cured Mrs. Zhao's child, what is Mrs. Zhao in a hurry?

When it gets dark.

Mrs. Zhao hadn't eaten all day, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Mrs. Zhao was about to go inside, and she saw Song Zhen smiling.

"Then ......" Mrs. Zhao didn't know how to speak for a while.

Song Zhen said: "The child is fine, he just woke up, you go and take a look, observe it for another night, and you can take it away tomorrow." ”

When Mrs. Zhao entered, she saw that Zhao Yuannian's forehead was wrapped in a strip of white cloth, although it was very thickly bandaged.

But the unsightly green bag from before is gone.

She looked at Zhao Yuannian in surprise and asked, "Do you have any discomfort?" ”

"It's just a little bit of a headache." Zhao Yuannian wanted to reach out and touch it, but he didn't dare to touch it.

Song Hao smiled on the side: "It's normal if it hurts a little, but it still hurts to make a cut on your hand." ”

Mrs. Zhao cried with joy at the moment: "That's the truth, don't say it hurts, even if you let your mother hurt with you, I'm willing too!" ”

Mrs. Zhao is really happy now.

She looked at Song Zhen and wanted to kneel down to thank Song Hao, but she thought of something and restrained her movements.

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