Chapter 242 Mutual Benefit

Doctor Song seemed to know what she was thinking and said lightly: "The plaque has been changed. Read"

Ah, a well-known doctor, change his plaque and his title?

It is not easy to accumulate fame over so many years. Want to start all over again?

Or are you afraid that people will come to your door?

Doctor Song glanced at her lightly: "The previous plaque belonged to someone else, but this one belongs to me."

So that's the case. Su Qingyu nodded.

Even though I have come, I can’t give up.

He walked over and praised his father's medical skills.

"I was in the village asking if anyone knew a well-known doctor. A villager a few mountains away strongly recommended your father to me. He said he has excellent medical skills."

"Back then, his mother was seriously ill and couldn't survive. They all advised him to send her up to the mountain before she got cold and hard. He didn't believe it, so he dragged and carried his mother out of the mountain to seek medical treatment all the way. I found Fengcheng and was treated by your father."

"Now the old lady is still alive and kicking in the village. Last year, when the young woman went to the mountain to collect wild products, she refused to accept her old age at all. She carried the basket on her back and went into the mountain, her hands and feet not lagging behind others..."

Dr. Song lowered his head and memorized the medical records without interrupting her or bothering her.

It's just that Su Qingyu said such a long list, but he didn't show any expression at all.

Su Qingyu was unwilling to give in.

But she also knew that he had a good business in the city, and he was a well-known doctor from far and near. A lot of people came to seek medical treatment with gold and silver in their hands. Why should they stay in the mountains with you?

After thinking for a while, he tried to say: "Look, the situation outside is not stable now. Do you know any doctors who want to find a quiet place to retire?"

"Every village in our mountain has a gate, and there are people guarding it day and night, so you don't have to worry about safety. Even if Xiaoxiao sneaks in, can't he hide in such a deep mountain?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Dr. Song and saw that he stopped writing for a moment.

I felt happy and felt that there was a way.

Maybe there really is such a person.

Keep up the good work.

"Look, there are dozens of villages in our mountains. Even if there are only a hundred people in a village, there are still thousands of people. It is so pitiful that so many people can only be carried up the mountain to die when they get sick."

"Many people are still young, and some children only have some minor illnesses, so they are sent to the mountains. If there is a doctor, they may be able to be cured. In the mountains, there is no doctor. They want to send them to the mountains for treatment, but The disease is urgent, and the patient will be gone if he can’t wait to be sent out.”

That little Doctor Song stopped his hand.

There seems to be a way to play the emotional card.

Su Qingyu added: "We don't necessarily require famous doctors like you and your father to live in our mountain village. We also know that transportation is inconvenient, so we can't force it.

"But do you know some doctors who are willing to go into the mountains and live for a period of time from time to time to treat the mountain people in the mountains? You don't need to live there permanently. They can go there every once in a while to check everyone's pulse and make early detection. Early treatment is better.”

Doctor Xiao Song tilted his head and looked at her.

Early detection and early treatment?

Su Qingyu looked back at him expectantly.

Doctor Xiao Song turned his head again.

Su Qingyu felt disappointed.

Unexpectedly, I heard him say: "Please leave your address and I will ask for you. If there is such a doctor, I will ask him to find you."

Su Qingyu was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, thank you so much!"

After leaving the address, I saw that he was still easy to talk to, so I asked him about the medicinal materials.

"You know that our mountains are rich in medicinal herb resources, but it is a pity that the treasures are hidden in the mountains and no one knows about them. Take a look and see if there are some commonly used medicinal herbs in your medical clinic. They are often used in daily life and are in large quantities. You can Tell me about it. I asked someone to find it in the mountains and bring it to you."

"Anyway, you buy whatever you want, and it can also bring some income to us mountain people, so that everyone can have enough to eat. It's convenient for everyone, right?"

Doctor Xiao Song saw Su Qingyu's glaring eyes and was moved by her plan for the villagers.

He turned around and called a medicine boy and asked him to show Su Qingyu the commonly used medicinal materials.

Su Qingyu happily followed the medicine boy and walked to the medicine cabinet.

Seeing that the little medicine boy was very patient, he pulled up the medicine cabinet and explained to her what kind of medicine it was, what it was used to treat, and the approximate amount she usually needed.

Su Qingyu looked at the medicinal materials, which were almost all the same color. Most of them were processed. This, this was different from the fresh ones.

And even if it was presented to her freshly, she would still have to go out in the mountains to identify it.

These are all processed, prepared and cut.

The medicinal herbs know her, but she does not know the medicinal materials.

Big embarrassment.

He turned to Dr. Song and said, "Doctor Song, I don't recognize it either. Can you ask the little medicine boy to tell me the name of the medicine? I will write it down and let someone go into the mountains to collect it."

"Just hearing the name, I don't know what it looks like or how to pick it?" Doctor Xiao Song thought she was dreaming.

Su Qingyao said: "In the past, when people in the mountains had minor illnesses, they would go into the mountains to collect some herbs and boil them for drinking. I still know some common medicinal materials."

"And I have a herb collector who is very proficient in medicinal materials. He can also dry and process them. You tell me what herbs you usually need and what the price is, and we will collect them and ship them out."

After a pause, he added: "Besides, the yield of grain crops in the mountains is low. I am also thinking about opening some medicinal fields and growing some commonly used medicinal materials, which can also increase everyone's income."

When Doctor Song heard what she said, he looked at her straight in the face.

"Open a medicinal field? You have the final say in the mountains?"

"Several villages under my command listen to me. Female village chiefs are very common in the mountains." Su Qing'an said to him.

Doctor Song looked at her steadily, thought for a while, and turned to go into the house.

He found a thick herbal atlas and handed it to her.

"Here you go. The knowledge of herbs under your command is the knowledge of others. You can't be blind. I will ask the medicine boy to copy a copy of the commonly used herbs and prices for you. If you have herbs to sell in the future, you can send them to me. Anyway, it doesn't matter who you buy."

Su Qing'an was overjoyed and took it excitedly.

"Thank you so much. The mountain people in our mountains will definitely be grateful to you. You have given us a way to survive."

Doctor Song waved his hand at her: "It's just a piece of cake."

Su Qing'an then flipped through the herbal atlas in the clinic. From time to time, she asked the medicine boy and Doctor Xiao Song.

The two of them also explained to her very patiently.

For several days in a row, Su Qingmei was in the clinic, recording various herbs with the medicine boy and understanding the market of medicinal materials.

Sometimes she also helped with some small things.

Gradually, she chatted with the taciturn Doctor Xiao Song more and more enthusiastically.

Until the fourth day, Doctor Xiao Song said that Wei Fuchang did not need to lie down anymore and could check out and go home.

Su Qingmei paid him the silver, hugged a thick book and a pile of handwritten materials, and said goodbye to Doctor Xiao Song and his clinic.