781. Chapter 781 There Is No Cure

After hearing Ye Zhen's words, the woman hurriedly stepped aside to let Ye Zhen check her husband's pulse, while kowtowing to Ye Zhen, "I beg you, I must save my husband, please."

Ye Zhen first tested the man's neck, and there was a weak pulse, which was a little sign of life.

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Zhen felt the man's pulse while asking the woman kneeling behind her.

"I... I don't know. I started to feel weak last night. I invited the doctor in the village to see it. After taking the medicine, I still didn't see any improvement. I went to the city to find a doctor early this morning, but... the doctor said... said ..." The woman cried uncontrollably.

Ye Zhen watched the man's face with fixed eyebrows, his breathing was already weak, his face was flushed, and when she felt his pulse just now, his skin was still a little hot.

"What?" Ye Zhen asked without looking back.

"The doctor inside said we didn't have any money and couldn't cure my father, so they kicked us out." The kid next to him said loudly.

The crowd sighed.

"If you don't have money, it's too immoral."

"It doesn't matter if you have good medical skills. It's worse than a quack doctor."

"If you have no conscience, there will be retribution."

"..."

The yelling and cursing sounded like a tidal wave.

No one came out of the medical hall, but the guy standing outside had already closed the door when he saw that the situation was wrong. At this time, he didn't know if the curses from the crowd could be passed in.

Ye Zhen didn't seem to hear what everyone was talking about. She put her hand on the man's forehead, observed his complexion, and asked the woman how she reacted to what the patient had done in the past two days. Can guess what disease this patient has.

At this time, the door of the medical hall opened, and a middle-aged man in a straight suit came out. He looked at Ye Zhen seriously, and when he heard everyone scolding, his face became more and more ugly, "What do you know, That man had typhoid fever, and there was no cure for it."

typhoid? Isn't this a contagious disease?

Dr. Rendetang's words scared everyone's expressions, and they hurriedly backed away.

Murongyi hurried over and said to Ye Zhen, "Yaoyao, this person has typhoid fever, you...you should stay away from him."

"It's not typhoid." Ye Zhen said with a frown. If it was typhoid, she would have died a long time ago. It is impossible to live to this day, and listening to what his wife said, it is still different from typhoid.

Doctor Tongdetang looked at Ye Zhen after hearing this. Ye Zhen was wearing the clothes of a servant, so in the eyes of others, she was not a doctor, but more like a drug boy, so when she said When the man's illness was not typhoid fever, no one believed her at all, and Dr. Tongdetang even showed a sneer full of sarcasm.

"Help me get a bowl of water." Ye Zhen said to Murong Yi.

Murongyi knew Ye Zhen's medical skills better than others, since she said it wasn't typhoid fever, it must not be typhoid fever, so he immediately turned to look for water.

"Young man, that person is already dead, what else do you want to do? Hurry up and get him away, don't infect others with typhoid fever." Someone shouted at Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen stood up slowly, and looked up at the doctor in Tongdetang.

"Have you diagnosed him? Have you inquired about his condition? What have you done? Why do you say he has typhoid fever? You just made a conclusion based on the superficial symptoms and kicked him out because he didn't have enough money." Come out, so indifferent and ruthless, disregarding the patient's life and death, I think your Rendetang is like this, take down the words of great medical ethics as soon as possible, and don't be ashamed here." Ye Zhen's voice was neither high nor low, but But enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"What did you say?" The doctor asked with a livid face, "I have treated many difficult and miscellaneous diseases, can I not even see typhoid fever? There is no cure for this man, don't you want to deceive people here, you Which medical center sent a pawn to make trouble, is it deliberately trying to blacken our Rende Hall?"

Ye Zhen sneered, "You said he was hopeless?"

"That's right!" Doctor Rendetang squinted at the man, who was already motionless. Could there be help?

"If I saved him today, you wouldn't have to open Rendetang." Ye Zhen said flatly.

"Little boy, don't talk too much, which medical center are you from? You haven't finished your studies and dare to come out to bluff people, be careful not to make your master laugh." Doctor Rendetang snorted coldly.

Ye Zhen just glanced at him indifferently, just as Murong Yi had already walked over with a pot of water, "The water is here, what are you going to do?"

"Give him medicine." Ye Zhen said in a low voice, "It's not typhoid fever, but a severe wind-cold. The fever caused by not taking the medicine in time, if it wasn't for the wrong medicine, he wouldn't pass out today."

"Is he taking medicine like this?" Murong Yi asked.

Ye Zhen took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, she always carried a spirit spring with her, stood behind Murongyi, she poured a little spirit spring into the bowl, asked the woman to help her husband up, and poured water first Moisturize his lips, then take another black pill and stuff it into the man's mouth, and feed him water bit by bit.

"What are you feeding him?" Murong Yi asked curiously.

"Heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine." It's actually a little snack made by herself. It can clear away heat and eliminate food. It doesn't do any good for his illness. She just doesn't want people to focus on the Lingquan she just added. If you feed this man some medicine, others will naturally not think of other aspects.

The doctor of Rendetang turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper. This posture seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

The shopkeeper, who had been hiding from people all this time, finally came out, "You don't want to leave, you must know that typhoid fever can be serious or minor, and if it becomes an epidemic, you will not be able to forgive the crime even if you die."

"Yes, typhoid fever is not a trivial matter."

"I've said it before, he's not typhoid!" Ye Zhen said softly, "As long as he can wake up, it proves that his illness is not serious at all, and it's because you Rendetang refused to save him."

"You... who are you?" The shopkeeper stared at Ye Zhen and asked, "Who's drug boy is as meddling as you are? Why don't you care about how many people who don't have money to see a doctor die every day in this capital? Come here."

Indeed, in many places, there are people who died because of money and were unable to see a doctor. She couldn't meet those people. Now that she has met them today, she can't just sit idly by.

"If you can't treat people with kindness, then there's no point in opening this clinic." Ye Zhen said softly.

"Wake up! He's awake!"

Before Ye Zhen finished speaking, someone yelled loudly, and the man who was still unconscious just now slowly opened his eyes.