Song Ziran thought for a while, shook her head and said, "You don't have to choose, I'll pick it!" I just learned a few acupuncture treatment methods, and those who are not very comfortable, using them to practice their hands can also help them relieve their pain. ”

Xiao Jinyu called the internal steward of the palace, and after giving some orders, he would send more than a dozen subordinates over every day. There are old mothers-in-law, there are thin women, and there are young people who are sick......

They all came of their own free will. Everyone in the palace knew that there was an old doctor living in the palace, and his apprentice, the little doctor. Although it is said that it is for the little divine doctor to practice, he is the apprentice of the old divine doctor, and no matter how bad it is, it is not much worse.

Besides, isn't the old doctor staring at him? Can you still watch your apprentices cure people? Without spending money, you can let the divine doctor treat the disease in vain, and this place is really hard to grab!

Song Ziran's first acupuncture patient was the mother-in-law of the internal manager. The old woman who has served people all her life, how can she not leave some pain on her body. As soon as it was a rainy day, she couldn't straighten up and her knees ached.

Song Ziran gave acupuncture a few times, and combined with moxibustion and massage, the symptoms were reduced a lot in a few days. She prescribed some more medicine, and after a few courses of treatment, the first rain and snow after winter, Mrs. Wang only felt a little soreness in her waist and knees. At this time before, even if she was lying on the hot kang, she still felt cold all over her body, and she was in a cold sweat......

The mother-in-law who is in charge of the house, as soon as the news of being healed by the little god comes out, let alone giving double the monthly money, even if they let them pay out of their pockets, they are also willing! All of a sudden, the internal steward was like a cloud, not only the subordinates in the house, but even the wealthy businessmen outside were willing to have a relationship with the internal steward, wanting him to stuff himself in and practice for the little god doctor.

Song Ziran maintained the practice frequency of five people a day, and was finally able to apply the theories taught by the master in books to clinical practice. Coupled with her high understanding, all of a sudden, acupuncture and moxibustion skills improved by leaps and bounds. Qingxuan Divine Doctor just nodded lightly on the surface, and he didn't know how many times he woke up laughing at night!

When her acupuncture skills were slightly successful, Doctor Qingxuan agreed to her use acupuncture at her next free clinic. In this way, some people with slightly milder symptoms can be alleviated or cured with only a few injections, and they don't even need to buy medicine, and they can save a lot of money.

As a result, there are more people who come to line up to participate in the free clinic every month. The street in front of Tzu Yan Tang is a few hundred meters away just by queuing.

Just pointing at Song Ziran alone, let alone a day, even ten days and eight days may not be able to see it all. Dr. Tu saw that it was not a problem, so he invited a few old friends who often met as doctors, as well as juniors in their family, to invite them to come - everyone is doing good deeds together, why not?

His friends all know the relationship between Doctor Tu and the old divine doctor, as well as the Chenwang Mansion. The doctor already has a benevolent heart, and the free clinic can brush up the popularity, so it is best to leave a good impression in front of the old doctor or King Chen......

Therefore, in front of the Ciren Hall, there are five or six tables, behind the table there are white-haired old men, there are young people in their prime, and the most eye-catching, of course, is the little milk baby who is only four or five years old sitting on a tall chair, with a young face and a focused expression.

When people from other places see it, they will definitely think, isn't it nonsense that a newly weaned doll treats people? However, there are more people queuing up in front of this little milk baby, and the trust in her expression is deeper......

At this moment, several sweaty young men were pushing a cart, on which lay a middle-aged man with a flushed face, followed by a woman with red eyes and a sad face.

"You must be a miracle doctor, right? Please save my uncle! One of them, a young man in his twenties, didn't have time to wipe the sweat off his face, so he suddenly knelt down beside an old doctor who was providing free medical treatment and asked him to save his life.

The old doctor's face was a little embarrassed, he secretly glanced at it, and on the recliner behind Xiao Fuya, the Qingxuan Divine Doctor, who closed his eyes and recuperated, hurriedly said: "I'm not a divine doctor, I'm just an ordinary doctor." Brother Tu, this is a patient of your Charity Hall, go and take a look. ”

The middle-aged woman thought that Dr. Tu was a miracle doctor, so she quickly knelt down, crying, and begged: "Ask the miracle doctor to help my man take a look?" He is the pillar of our family, and we can't live without him! ”

Doctor Tu hurriedly asked the guys in the store to help people up and said, "You get up first." If we can save it, we will definitely save it! ”

"We ran to several houses and said that my father was not saved. I've heard people say that there is a miracle doctor in Tzu Ren Tang, and he will definitely be able to save my father. Old Doctor, you can do well, save my father...... Don't look at my poor family, my family is just smashing pots and selling iron, selling fields and houses, and will also collect the consultation money......" The patient's son is also seventeen or eighteen years old, his clothes are full of patches, and his hands are also covered with hard calluses. At first glance, you can see that this family is not financially well-off.

Old Doctor Tu glanced at Doctor Qingxuan, saw him slowly open his eyes, and nodded at himself. He hurriedly said: "It's not a matter of whether the consultation fee is not the consultation fee." Get out of the way and let me see the patient. ”

The patient's son hurriedly moved out of the way and lifted the stiff quilt, revealing the injured man's red, swollen feet and pus-dripping feet. The patient's son babbled on and on:

"That day, my father and I went to work in the fields, and my father gave his morning nest to my younger brothers and sisters, and only drank a bowl of thin soup. I was a little dizzy when I was working, and I accidentally cut the hoe on my feet.

The Zhuang family, when they are injured, they all press the wound with plant ash, and the bleeding is stopped, so they are willing to spend money to see a doctor. Who knows, within a few days, my father's feet were swollen and pus was leaking out. In the past few days, people have also burned, and now they are all unconscious......

It's easy to scrape together some money to come to the city to see the doctor, but I know that I went to several houses, so let's go back and prepare for the future...... Divine doctor, old divine doctor, please save my father! ”

Old Doctor Tu carefully examined the wound, and finally sighed, shook his head and said, "This is a high fever caused by sores, it was sent too late, and the old man really has no choice." ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she almost fainted, she threw herself on the ground, grabbed the corner of the old doctor's clothes, and cried: "Old doctor, please save the child and his father." I kowtow to you, please save my man, I will be a cow and a horse in my next life, and I will definitely repay your kindness. Please! ”

Doctor Tu couldn't bear to say, "It's not that I don't want to treat you, it's really ...... There's nothing you can do! ”