I was disturbed by a mad dog early this morning, and there was no one at the door of Zhao Tiezhu's clinic, and he usually opened the door at eight or nine o'clock.

Carrying the medicine box, I followed Aunt Li to his house, and heard the crying inside.

"Son, what's wrong with you, just taking you back to the countryside for a night, why are you like this?"

When he entered the house, Zhao Tiezhu saw the crying woman, who was the daughter-in-law of Aunt Li, the old couple still lived in the village, and their son bought a house in the county seat.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at the child in the woman's arms, his face was a little bruised, and he was coughing.

There are a lot of nosebleeds, and when I cough, I will come out of my mouth with some blood.

"Eldest sister, you let go of the child first, you treat him badly like this, I'll see what the problem is for him." Zhao Tiezhu walked over and said.

"What can you see from a village doctor, I have already called an ambulance, and the doctor will arrive in about ten minutes, and they told me not to put the child down, but to hold my head up."

The woman is very flustered now, and she doesn't have any consideration when she speaks, he is from the city, and he looks down on her husband's family in his heart.

Zhao Tiezhu frowned slightly, if it weren't for the urgent situation of the child, he would have turned around and left directly.

The first step is to look at the person's face, and by looking at its subtleties, you can know the cause.

He has already roughly seen the problem, even if an ambulance comes, it can't be cured if it is sent to the hospital, and even the other party may not even be able to find the cause.

Second Aunt Li hurriedly persuaded her: "Daughter-in-law, Tiezhu is a well-known miracle doctor in our ten miles and eight towns, let him show the child, right?" ”

"No, he is a village doctor, what good medical skills can he have, if he has good medical skills, I'm afraid he would have entered the big city a long time ago, and the child is so sick, what if he is bad?"

The woman didn't believe in Zhao Tiezhu at all, and she didn't have much trust in her mother-in-law, but her tears kept falling.

"Let the Iron Pillar take a look." The old man, who had been silent beside him, suddenly spoke firmly.

"I don't agree."

The woman firmly held her child in her arms, looked at everyone around her vigilantly, and there was a strange anger in her expression: "I said before, I don't want to take the child back to the village, you have to say that you miss the child, let me bring him back on the weekend." ”

"The environment in this village is dirty and messy, and the child has just arrived home, and after a night it has become like this, why don't you want to take a few more steps to see the child?"

When Aunt Li heard this, her eyes immediately turned a little red, with some grievances in her eyes.

"I... Our house is not dirty! ”

"It doesn't look dirty, who knows how many bacteria there are." The woman was also anxious and vented her anger on the second elder.

Zhao Tiezhu couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly: "Your son only got sick this morning, and he woke up in the morning and didn't have anything to do, but when you were feeding him, he suddenly had a nosebleed and began to have symptoms of suffocation." ”

"Before you hugged him, he was still trembling slightly, and after you hugged him, his face began to slowly change towards parent-child, am I right?"

The woman turned her head violently, no longer noisy, and looked at Zhao Tiezhu suspiciously: "You, how do you know?" ”

Zhao Tiezhu sneered: "Because that's what you caused." ”

"You talk nonsense!" The girl was like a cat with its tail stepped on, staring at Zhao Tiezhu angrily.

"My son was shaking so much before, why was he fine after I hugged him, and now it's like falling asleep, it must be better, and when the ambulance comes, I can take my son back to the city."

"If you hold your son like this again, you won't be able to wait for the ambulance to come, and your son will die." Zhao Tiezhu's words are by no means alarmist.

The woman never believed him, but Second Aunt Li and her man knew how powerful Zhao Tiezhu's medical skills were.

The old man stood up and snatched the child directly, and said angrily: "Even if we don't see this grandson in the future, we have to let Tie Zhuzhi today, I don't want my grandson to be gone." ”

"Give me back my child!" The woman wanted to rob it, but was stopped by Aunt Li.

Zhao Tiezhu frowned slightly, and scolded coldly: "Your child trembled before because the poisoning was not deep, but after being hugged by you, the cosmetics you used have caused him severe allergies. ”

"Do you don't know what allergies your son has? By deliberately using this kind of cosmetics, you are harming him. ”

The woman shouted angrily: "You are spewing blood here, how can I, a mother, harm my son, what kind of cosmetics do I use, myself..."

Before he finished his words, Zhao Tiezhu directly interrupted him.

"When the doctor comes and goes to the hospital, your son's condition will be identified, and then you will probably have nothing to say."

"What do you want to do? Let go of my son! The woman pounced directly, and Aunt Li didn't hold him for a while.

And just when she was about to push on Zhao Tiezhu's body, Zhao Tiezhu turned around suddenly, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, which was directly pierced half an inch under his ribs.

"I wasn't quite sure about my conjecture just now, but now that I see you like this, I'm completely sure, you just don't want me to save this child, I'm puzzled, this is your biological son, why did you harm him?"

Zhao Tiezhu really can't stand it, the kind of appearance shown between the woman's expressions can be hidden from others, but it can't be hidden from his eyes.

After receiving the inheritance, his observation of people's expressions can be said to be meticulous, and even the most powerful masters of micro-expressions may not be able to compare with him.

Second Aunt Li was a little suspicious of Zhao Tiezhu's words, even her man.

Zhao Tiezhu doesn't like to meddle in other people's family affairs, he just doesn't want to watch the child's life disappear from front of him.

He was a doctor, and from the time his grandfather first taught him the art of medicine, he always remembered the preciousness of life.

The shot was like electricity, and the silver needles continued to pierce down.

While he was being treated, several doctors in white coats also ran in outside.

"Where is the patient? How's it going? The doctor in charge asked anxiously.

The woman suddenly seemed to have found a backer, sat down on the ground, her hair was a little loose and cried: "You guys help quickly, that barefoot doctor is about to kill his son, and I can't stop him." ”

Liu Qiang was extremely angry, and the doctors who regarded human life as a mustard were all cancers.

Footsteps rushed into the room, ready to subdue each other with a few colleagues, but when he saw the person who was doing acupuncture, his body jerked, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "It's you!" ”