Chapter 637
"What kind of pain method?"
"One after another, it's like being pricked by a needle."
"how long it has been?"
"Well, it will take six or seven days." The man thought about it carefully.
"When do you go to bed these few nights?" He saw that this person's complexion was not particularly good, and his eye bags were heavy, which was a sign of not having a good night's rest.
"Well, I'm busy with work these days, and it's after eleven o'clock every night."
"How long has it been going on?"
"Well, about half a month." He said after careful consideration.
"Half a month, this time is not short."
In the evening, after eleven o’clock, almost all parts of the body have basically entered a state of rest. At this time, one must enter a state of sleep, so as to ensure that one’s body gets enough rest. Staying up late for a long time is quite harmful to the body. big.
"Your illness is mostly caused by poor rest. Pay attention to rest, live a regular life, and never stay up late. There is no major problem."
"Oh, Doctor Wang, I want to rest now, but when I lie down, my head hurts from time to time, and I can't sleep." The man said.
Some time ago, because of work, he often stayed up late to catch up with the progress. Now that the work is finished, he wants to rest, but his head hurts again, and he can't sleep.
"This is easy."
Wang Yao took out the silver needle, pierced it on two parts of his head, twisted it a few times, and then pulled out the silver needle.
"Pay attention to the peace of mind before going to bed, and avoid violent emotional fluctuations."
"Hey, okay, that's all right?"
"Okay, if you can't talk anymore, you can come to me again."
"Okay, how much is it?"
"No need to pay." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Then thank you."
"Ok,
walk slowly. "
It was past twelve o'clock in the morning after the patient was treated.
"Well, this doctor is not bad, and he doesn't need money to see a doctor."
After the two patients left the hospital and returned home, they told their families.
"Really, is there such a good doctor now?"
"Of course it's true!"
"Is the treatment working?"
"It works, my head doesn't hurt at all now."
At noon, just after Wang Yao had eaten, a guest came to the house.
"Well, is Xiaoyao there?" It was a woman from the same village who came in, in her thirties, with a child in her arms.
"aunt."
"Hey, Celery is here, hurry up and sit in the room, what's the matter?"
"This child has a fever and doesn't make trouble, just sleeps. I'm worried, so I come to Xiaoyao to have a look." The woman said.
"Sit down, wait, Wang Yao."
"heard it."
Most of the people in the village are pretty good. When they are sick, they usually go to the hospital for treatment, unless it is a special situation, like the current situation, which is more urgent. Come and find the door.
"Let me see."
The child is not very big, around two years old, just lying on his mother's words to sleep, his face flushed.
Wang Yao stretched out his hand to try.
hot,
high fever!
"how long it has been?"
"Well, this is the second day." The woman said.
"Didn't you give him medicine?"
"I ate it. I retreated during the day and came back in the afternoon. I don't like to eat."
"There is heat poison in the body, it needs to be released, otherwise the child will be overheated." Wang Yao said.
"How to break up?"
"Put him down."
After hearing this, the woman put her son on the sofa.
Wang Yao quickly opened the child's clothes, and then massaged him with a unique technique. This child is exceptionally well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing. Normally, a child will cry when the fever reaches this level.
Soon, the child's head began to sweat.
A child with a fever will not sweat, which means that the child's fever has begun to subside.
"He should have a rash." Wang Yao said.
"He has been out, didn't he say that once he was out, he would be immune for life?"
"There are many types of rashes." Wang Yao said.
"Okay, most of the heat poison has been pulled out, and the rest will dissipate on its own, pay attention to give him plenty of water, don't cover him so hard with such a high fever." Wang Yao said.
"Hey, okay, thank you, that..."
"No need." Wang Yao waved his hand.
"Okay, okay," the woman happily left with the child in her arms.
"Is Celery's baby okay?"
"It's okay, just go back to sleep."
After dinner, Wang Yao went back to the clinic and took a nap.
In the afternoon, Li Shiyu's trees were brought over again, and he spent the whole afternoon transporting the trees on the mountain while digging holes and planting some of them.
At the foot of the mountain, outside the medical hall, four cars came.
"is it here?"
"Yes, the house of Huizhou architecture is here."
"Hey, why is the door still locked, this is, he's not here anymore!"
Wang Yao is not in the clinic, and when he is not seeing a doctor, he will hang this wooden sign on the door of the clinic to remind people who come to see a doctor.
"Hiss, did you come here for nothing?"
"Then what should we do?"
"Let's go, go back, come back tomorrow morning."
A few people came, saw that the door was closed, and then left, planning to come back tomorrow. Some people didn't give up, so they waited outside the medical hall, but they didn't wait for Wang Yao until the sun went down on the western mountain. None of these people went to his house to look for him, even if some people knew that he lived in this village, because the rules for seeing a doctor were hung on the wooden sign on the wall, and this rule has been banned by most of the people who have been here. As we all know, when they recommend their relatives or friends to come here for medical treatment, they will tell them.
When Wang Yao came down from the mountain, the sky had already completely darkened. When he came to the outside of the medical hall, there were still people waiting there.
A man, wearing sunglasses and a mask, couldn't see his face clearly, and his hair was already graying.
"Hello, come to see a doctor?" Wang Yao stepped forward and asked.
"Well, yes, you are Dr. Wang?"
"I am, isn't it written on the sign that there will be no consultations this afternoon, so you just wait here?"
"Hey, there's nothing to do when I go back anyway."
"Come in." Wang Yao opened the door and invited him into the room.
"What's wrong?"
"Look."
The man took off the mask, and Wang Yao found that there was a scar on the left corner of his mouth, all the way to the base of the ear. The scar hadn't healed yet, and it had festered to his forehead, and the wound was a weird purple color.
No wonder he wears a mask.
This scar is kind of scary.
"When did you get hurt?"
"It's been about a month." The man said, as soon as he spoke, dark red blood flowed from the wound, which was very oozing.
"Stitched?"
"Well, but it didn't heal, and it became inflamed, so the thread was removed." The man said.
"Not a local?"
"No, from Daocheng." The man said.
"How did you find out?"
"Listen to Brother Hao."
"Ah Hao, the one following Sun Zhengrong?" Wang Yao asked after hearing this.
"Yes, it's him."
Wang Yao carefully looked at the wound, and then looked at the man in front of him.
The body is tense, and the brows are wrinkled from time to time, as if enduring pain, and there is a unique smell on the body.
"It's a knife wound!" He said with certainty.
"yes."
"bodyguard?"
"Well, you can also understand it as a thug." He said while wiping the blood that flowed out.
"There is poison on the knife. Is your hair graying recently?"
"yes."
"Is there something wrong with your eyes too?"
"Yes!" The man showed a look of surprise after hearing this, and then slowly took off the huge toad glasses, only to see that his eyeballs were very yellow.
"I can cure your disease, but you are very good." Wang Yao said.
"I'll cure it!" the man said.
"Okay, wait a minute." After speaking, Wang Yao went out.
There was only this man left in the room. He sat there quietly and looked at the room. It was very simple, even crude.
Not long after, Wang Yao came over with a porcelain bottle. Pour out a small cup.
"Drink this medicine."
This is "Jiedu Powder", which is made from a leaf of "Jiedu Herb".
After drinking it, about ten minutes later, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Feeling better?"
"much better."
He was injured by a sharp blade while fighting with someone. The knife was indeed poisonous, and it was so poisonous that it was difficult for him to heal the wound, and the poison had entered his body for a few days. At that time, my hair was gray, my body was in severe pain, I vomited what I ate, my eyes began to blur, and the energy and strength that seemed to be inexhaustible also began to dry up.