The woman left, and said that she was very satisfied. Let the other patients see that at the moment, people with a heart also walked out of the other teams and walked towards the door of the Qiankun Medical Center.

Su Shi saw everything in his eyes, and naturally knew that this was the first punch opened, and he didn't have to worry about the affairs of the medical hall next. In fact, he has full confidence in Zhang Miaoshou, what he is not confident in is whether he can have a relationship with the palace, whether he can have the opportunity to change history and treat Zhao Zhen's only son.

This is a major event involving whether Song Renzong will have a successor in the future, and it is not an exaggeration to say it. If you do a good job, it is a great achievement, as long as you don't die, it will be very difficult for others to be unfavorable to yourself.

And once you miss it, it doesn't seem to be so fast and good if you start from other aspects.

What Su Shi didn't know was that he didn't know if it was a coincidence, or maybe it was arranged by God a long time ago, and at this time, the palace also listened to the opinion of Imperial Doctor Xu Bin, and began to look for famous doctors among the people.

As a physician, Xu Bin has a lot of resources in his hands, such as some old doctors in Zhishi before, who are his first choice.

In particular, there are so many pediatricians who are good, and it is his first goal.

But anyone who is still in the capital, they have searched all over. But unfortunately, after everyone knew what was going on, no one agreed to go to the palace to treat Zhao Xi.

Without it, the stakes are too great.

What Xu Bin is worried about is exactly what they are worried about, so why should they jump in? If it can't be cured, won't it be boring to find yourself?

None of the retired imperial doctors agreed, and Xu Bin targeted some older doctors who were also famous before. People like them, because of their age, can't support it, and usually don't go to the clinic, only people with excellent relationships or extremely wealthy people can ask for a lot of money.

But even these people, when they understood why Xu Bin came, they all refused one by one.

The illness is not a serious illness, the problem is that Zhao Xi's identity is too important and sensitive. In addition, he is young, only three years old, in case the dosage is not well controlled and there is a problem, wouldn't he be questioned, or even the whole family?

These people are not high-grade doctors.

The emperor did not kill them because they were also among the scholars and officials, and they were good officials in the court. But they are just the holy hands of the people, who will protect them if something really happens?

It's strange that something like this risking to kill your head can be hired.

After hitting a wall for three days in a row, Song Renzong was in a hurry, and finally Xu Bin had to set his sights on the Beijing Medical Center.

These holy hands are different from those old holy hands, the so-called people are old and treacherous, horses are old and slippery, the older people are, the less courage they will be, and there will be too many concerns. In contrast, those young saints are exactly when they want to make a name for themselves, and as long as the benefits are in place, there is nothing they dare not do.

"Well, let's go to the north of Mahang Street tomorrow." With this in mind, Xu Bin made a decision.

At this time, the north of Mahang Street was a little lively, and a young man who was bleeding from his chest was carried over by several officials.

When the bright red blood dripped to the ground, many of the sick people got out of the way as if they were fleeing the plague. To say that this visual effect is still very strong, at least it gives a serious feeling.

Soon, the news about the patient spread, and it turned out that this catcher named Li Ergou was slashed in the chest with a knife when he was catching a bandit. This is equivalent to being injured in the line of duty, no wonder so many officials followed.

"What? It was a rusty knife, this... I'm not good at it. "The Cathedral Holy Hand of the First Medical Hall was originally a little interested, but as soon as he saw the wound, he quickly shook his head when he heard the process.

Dealing with these officials can sometimes be a headache. If you can't cure it, that person will always come to you for trouble once they hold a grudge, and who can stand it over time.

The first hospital refused, followed by the other hospitals saying the same. In ancient times, there was no good way to deal with trauma. Even if the bleeding stops, if the wound becomes infected, it will be a big problem.

It's like fighting a war, the number of people killed is a definite number, and the court only needs to come up with a fixed pension to end it. It is the injured who are the ones who are killed, and this is often the most troublesome thing for the Privy Council.

People who have suffered gunshot wounds, knife wounds and arrow wounds often have various complications due to "ulcers" (the word used by the ancients to describe infection), which is like a bottomless pit that can torture a good person to go crazy.

And such patients have always been the most headache for the hospital, and they are also the type of patients they are least willing to receive.

It's like Hu Xinzhong, when he saw the wounded man being carried in front of him, he shook his head after only a few glances. Without it, he had seen the traces of the rust on the wound, which would be ulcerated, and whoever took it would be a trouble.

Jishitang didn't do it either, almost all of them visited the nearby medical halls, and several officials saw the newly opened Qiankun Medical Center and walked forward with the mentality of giving it a try.

Zhang Miaoshou had long seen the performance of his peers and knew that this was a patient who was a little troublesome. Naturally, he didn't want to accept it, although his medical skills were very powerful, there was still no good way to treat wounds and ulcers like this.

He didn't want to take it in his heart, but he thought that the young master said that he would treat what others didn't look good for, so that he could show his own strength. He went to look at the wounded wound, and said to Zhang Zhen beside him, "Go, please take a look." ”

Zhang Miaoshou didn't have any hope, he just wanted to give the young master an explanation, telling him that some patients he didn't want to treat, but really couldn't solve the problem.

Su Shi, who was in the backyard, was constantly dancing with his hands at this time, posing a lot of beautiful gestures.

This is all he learned from the clay figure Zhang, a good magician, you need to rely on your hands to make a lot of tricks, so not only will the movements be much more gorgeous, but when some things produced by the system are taken out, they will not be so abrupt.

"Young Master, Zhang Shengshou invites you to come over." Zhang Zhen trotted over.

"Got it." Su Shi nodded, he had already told Zhang Miaoshou before that he would only find himself if he encountered something that was not easy to solve, so he had already prepared.

Yue Siling pushed Su Shi to the front hall, and Zhang Miaoshou also walked over at the first time, "Young Master, is it a knife wound or a rusty knife, it's a little tricky." ”

"Where's the trouble?"

"There is nothing wrong with stopping the bleeding and treating the wound, but I am afraid that it will ulcerate. And the wounds left by rusty knives like this one are basically ulcerated. Zhang Miaoshou opened his mouth to talk about his own difficulties.

"It doesn't matter." Su Shi's face was still full of confidence. "After treating the wound, just give him this thing."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a white piece of slices seemed to have been in Su Shi's hand, and it was handed to Zhang Miaoshou.

"This is..."Zhang Miaoshou just wanted to ask something, but then he thought of the unexpected things that happened to Su Shi, so he closed his mouth and turned around.

This is also one of the reasons why Su Shi likes the people around him, not asking too much and not looking at it, which can save each other a lot of trouble.

Of course, if someone has to break the casserole and ask to the end, Su Shi will also give them an explanation, such as what happened by chance, and what dreams made it. After that, the person who asked the question would be sent away by Su Shi, and that was really going back and forth.

Zhang Miao turned around with the pill in his hand, "Come, give him the medicinal soup first." ”

A bowl of medicinal soup with dark color was delivered to the injured and unconscious Li Ergou, and Zhang Miaoshou put the pill in the bowl while feeding, and it entered the patient's mouth along with the soup.

This is Zhang Miaoshou's caution, he will not take out such a white pill in public that no one has ever seen before, this is something that can easily cause controversy.

On the contrary, it seems that this kind of god eats the pill without knowing it, which is a real good way to hide people's eyes.

After taking the medicine, Zhang Miaoshou boldly dealt with the wound, which is a routine operation, sprinkled with hemp boiling, wiped the wound with warm water, and then applied the medicine, waiting for it to slowly scab over.

"Hmph, I'm asking for trouble." In the crowd, Hu Xinzhong also stood among them, and when he saw that Zhang Miaoshou's actions were not unusual, he snorted with some disdain.

He didn't know how many he had seen such trauma. It seems that the wound was treated at that time, but in fact, the internal wound is likely to ulcerate, and eventually the patient's fever will become dangerous, so no matter how good the bandaging is, it is useless.

Thinking that after going back, this catcher will have a fever due to ulcers, and then it will be life-threatening, at that time, you don't have to take action yourself, just these catchers and officials will find trouble in the Qiankun Medical Center.

At this moment, Hu Xinzhong suddenly realized that he had overestimated Zhang Miaoshou.

Or that he thinks too highly of the other party because of the word Qiankun.

"Hey, there's another one that's closing." As if he had seen the result, Hu Xinzhong turned around with his hands behind his back and walked towards his Jishitang.

In the Qiankun Medical Center, Zhang Miaoshou was making the last doctor's instructions, "Remember, after you go back, you must keep someone by your side to observe your body temperature at all times, if you have a fever, come to me immediately, I will always be in the medical hall." ”

After all, it was the first time I saw the white pill, and Zhang Miaoshou was also a little bottomless about the effect.