There was a circle of people at the entrance of Renshan Hall.

Inside the hall, Dr. Qi, who is highly skilled in medicine, is helping a child to be treated.

The child, about four or five years old, was lying in a woman's arms, his face was frighteningly red, his eyes were closed, and his teeth were clenched.

"Doctor, you must save my son!"

The woman was already frightened and begged one by one.

Doctor Qi's expression was serious, and he carefully checked the pulse again, and affirmed, "It's a panic!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the hall gasped, and the woman's body went down directly. Fortunately, the young man on the side helped her so that she didn't collapse on the ground, "How, how is it possible?" He's still fine before eating, no, no. ”

Doctor Qi didn't care about sighing, and went back to the table to write a prescription and handed it to the guy, "Hurry up and grab the medicine." ”

The crowd looked at the woman with pity, and if she had a child who was in a hurry, she would not survive nine times out of ten, and those who survived would fall ill.

The woman's body was shaky and could fall at any moment.

The curtain leading to the backyard was opened, and the shopkeeper Yao hurriedly brought Song Wanyue over and instructed the guys, "Put the child on the hospital bed first." ”

"The Shopkeeper's ......"

Nine times out of ten, the convulsive wind will not get better, generally such a disease, they are prescribed medicine and let people take it back to the child, whether it is good or not depends on the child's creation.

Shopkeeper Yao waved his hand, interrupting what he was about to say.

The man had already stepped forward to take the child and carried him to the hospital bed, when the woman stumbled over.

Song Wanyue went over, saw the child's symptoms clearly, and asked the shopkeeper Yao, "Is there a doctor who can do acupuncture?"

"I will."

"I said you do."

Shopkeeper Yao didn't hesitate to let the guy take the needle socket, open it, and put it aside.

"First moxibustion before the top three strong."

Shopkeeper Yao still applies needles.

"Then moxibustion two eyebrows and the acupoints in the middle of the person."

After speaking, Song Wanyue turned around and went directly to the medicine cabinet, took a few herbs respectively, and asked the guy to boil the medicine.

And he asked, "Are there ice cubes and spirits?" ”

"There's spirits."

"Go and get it, get a few more sweat towels, and make a basin of cold water."

The two guys ran to the back and fetched it.

Song Wanyue first wet the sweat towel, twisted it slightly, and put it on the child's forehead, and then soaked two sweat towels in spirits, one for the woman and one in her hand, "Follow me." ”

Several doctors from Renshantang couldn't help but come forward to take a look, and saw that after she finished wiping the child with spirits, she covered the quilt and wet a sweat towel again, replacing the one just now.

After doing all this, seeing that the child still didn't get much better, Song Wanyue said again, "Shopkeeper Yao, take me to your kitchen." ”

Shopkeeper Yao hurriedly took her over, Song Wanyue scooped half a bowl of wheat flour, added two things, and beat an egg into it, using only egg whites, mixed together, and told him while mixing it with her hands, "This is an external therapy, and it can reduce the patient's symptoms after being smeared on the patient's two feet and fixed." ”

The shopkeeper Yao kept it in mind, and personally smeared it on the child's two feet and wrapped it.

The child still had a high fever, his teeth were clenched, and Shopkeeper Yao looked at Song Wanyue with some concern.

"Needles again."

Dr. Yao quickly washed his hands, picked up the silver needle again, and according to what Song Wanyue said, took a few acupuncture points to bleed.

The child's teeth slowly loosened, and the flushing on his face gradually receded.

"Look, look, the kid seems to be better."

Some patients couldn't help but shout.

Just now, the doctors and men of Renshantang surrounded them, and they couldn't help but follow.

The people who were watching the excitement at the door of Renshan Hall exploded when they heard the words.

"Really? Is the child really okay? So in the future, the children in the family will have to be frightened, and they don't have to wait for death? ”

"Is it really good? Or is it a momentary phenomenon? ”

"Can we go in and have a look?"

……

No wonder they reacted like this, they were really frightened by the disease of the convulsive wind. Because most of the children who have suffered from the storm have died, and very few are still alive.

The woman was also incredulous, and stood in front of the hospital bed in a daze, watching the child's breathing gradually stabilize .

"Everybody......

Shopkeeper Yao arched his hand to the door, "The child has just been rescued and needs to be quiet, you might as well go back first, and come back tomorrow, the patient still needs to be observed here for two or three days." ”

Although everyone wanted to come in and see if the child had really been saved, Shopkeeper Yao said so, and they still dispersed in twos and threes.

The eyes of the doctors and guys in the pharmacy who looked at Song Wanyue changed, especially Doctor Qi, who was the oldest doctor in the pharmacy and had the highest medical skills, and the eyes that looked at Song Wanyue at this moment were fanatical, so fanatical that Gu Yi noticed it, frowned unhappily, and blocked Song Wanyue behind him.

Shopkeeper Yao happened to see this scene and wanted to laugh.

Doctor Qi is very obsessed with medical skills, in addition to seeing patients every day, she is studying all kinds of incurable diseases, and now she must think that Song Wanyue is a master of Xinglin, and he will never let go of such a good opportunity to discuss.

Shopkeeper Yao hurried in front of him and spoke, "The girl is tired, please go to the back and rest for a while." ”

Dr. Qi also wanted to follow, but he still had a patient at hand, so he could only put his mind down and see the patient first.

Shopkeeper Yao completely believed that Song Wanyue would treat the convulsive wind, and what he admired for her was the five-body throw, "The girl is young and has such attainments, which is really admirable." ”

"Shopkeeper Yao's award, where do I have any attainments, these are all from the ancestral medical books at home."

Shopkeeper Yao was stunned, Song Wanyue was so skilled in saving people just now, he thought that Song Wanyue had treated a lot of children, but he didn't expect it to be from the perspective of medical skills.

Instantly became excited again, and asked, "What kind of medical book is it, can you ...... it in the next place?"

Song Wanyue smiled and shook her head, "I'm sorry, medical books are not borrowed." ”

Shopkeeper Yao could understand that if he had such an ancestral medical book at home, he would not be willing to borrow it, so he changed the subject: "The girl, please wait in Renshantang, I will go and settle what the girl said first, and then you will give me the prescription for treatment." ”

"Thank you."

Shopkeeper Yao waved his hand and got up, "I'll go change my clothes, and the girl will ask your people to bring the captured people and meet in front of our pastry shop." ”

Song Wanyue nodded, and when he went out, let Xiao Si pass the message.

Shopkeeper Yao came out after changing his clothes, brought two guys to a short distance in front of the pastry shop, and walked straight into the store after rounding with the Gu family with the people.

The shopkeeper of the pastry shop was in the backyard and was restless, the people he sent out had been a day and two nights, and he didn't see anyone dead or dead, and he didn't know whether he was arrested or killed, but the Huang family's pastry shop was still open as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper Yao of Renshantang wants to see you."

The guy hurried to the backyard to report, "He, he also brought our people." ”

The shopkeeper's heart jumped.

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