Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 781: No medicine can be saved

The woman listened to Ye Hao’s words and hurriedly let Ye Hao open the pulse for her husband, while giving Ye Haotou, “I beg you, I must save my husband, I beg you.”

Ye Hao first tried it on the man's neck, and there was a weak pulse. It was a little sign of life.

"What disease is he?" Ye Hao asked the man for the pulse, while asking the woman who was behind her.

"I... I don't know. I started to feel weak all night. I invited the doctor in the village to see it. I didn't get any medicine after I took the medicine. I went to the city to find a doctor today, but...the doctor said... ..." The woman cried and said it was unclear.

Ye Hao's eyebrows observing the man's face, his breathing is already very weak, his face is flushed, and when she takes the pulse, the skin is still hot.

"What to say?" Ye Haotou asked without returning.

"The doctor inside said that we don't have money. If we can't cure you, we will drive us out." The child next to him said loudly.

The crowd made a sigh.

"If you don't have money, you won't be too bad."

"How good is the medical technique, so seeing the money is not as good as a quack."

"Without conscience, there will be retribution."

"..."

One more screaming screams like a wave.

There was no one in the medical hall, but the buddy standing outside had not closed the door. At this time, the crowd’s snoring did not know whether it could be passed in.

Ye Hao didn’t hear what everyone was saying. She put her hand on the man’s forehead, observed his temperament, and asked the woman what reaction the patient had done in the past two days. Can guess what the disease is.

At this time, the door of the medical hall was opened. A middle-aged man wearing a straight squat came out. He looked at Ye Hao seriously. He heard everyone’s snoring, and his face became more and more ugly. "What do you know, That person has typhoid fever, and there is no cure at all."

Typhoid fever? Is this not a disease that can be transmitted?

The words of Rendetang’s doctor scared everyone’s face and hurried back.

Murong hurriedly went over and said to Ye Hao, "Hey, this person is typhoid, you... you are going to stay away from him."

"It's not typhoid fever." Ye Hao frowned and said that if it is typhoid, it is already dead, it is impossible to live to the present, and listening to his wife's remarks, and typhoid fever is still different.

When Dr. Tongdetang heard this, he only looked at Ye Hao, and Ye Hao wore Xiaoyan’s clothes, so in the eyes of others, she was not a doctor, more like a drug boy, so when she said When the man's illness is not typhoid, no one believes her, and Dr. Tongdetang is even more sneer.

"Help me to pour a bowl of water." Ye Hao said to Murong.

Murong Yu knows Ye Hao's medical skills better than others. Since she said that it is not typhoid, it is definitely not typhoid. He immediately turned to find water.

"Young man, that person is dead, what do you want to do? Get rid of him quickly, don't spread the typhoid to others." Someone shouted at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao slowly stood up and looked up at the doctor at Tongde Hall.

"Have you diagnosed for him? Have you ever asked about the condition? Look at what you have done, why do you say that he is typhoid? But it is based on the symptoms of the surface, and he is driven because he is not rich enough. Come out, so indifferent and ruthless, regardless of the patient's life and death, I see you, this Rendetang is like this, I will take the words of the great medical morality early, don't throw people away here." Ye Hao's voice is not high, but not low, but It is enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"What do you say?" The doctor said, "I have treated many incurable diseases. Can I not even see the typhoid fever? This person has no medicine to save. You are going to be here to confuse people, you In the end, which medical school sent a messy piece of chess, did you deliberately want to touch our Rende Hall?"

Ye Hao sneered, "You said that he has no medicine to save?"

"Yes!" Dr. Rendetang looked at the man with a squint and he was still motionless. Is there still a rescue?

"If I saved him today, you will not have to open this Rende Hall." Ye Hao said faintly.

"Little baby, don't say too much, what kind of medical center are you? Haven't learned to dare to come out and be careful, be careful not to be tired of your master being jokes." Rendetang doctor coldly said.

Ye Hao just looked at him faintly, just as Murong had come over with a pot of water. "Water is coming, what are you going to do?"

"Give him medication." Ye Hao whispered, "He is not a typhoid, it is a serious cold, because the fever caused by not taking the medicine in time, if it is not the wrong medicine, it will not faint today."

"Does he take such a medicine like this?" asked Murong.

Ye Hao took out a porcelain bottle from her arms. She took the Lingquan with her body. After standing behind Murong, she dropped a little spring in the bowl and let the woman lift her husband up. Moisturizes his lips, then takes a black pill into the man's mouth and feeds him a little bit.

"What do you feed him?" Murong asked curiously.

"The medicine for clearing away heat and detoxifying." In fact, she is doing a little bit of a mouthful. She usually has a heat and digestion. She has no benefit for his illness. She just doesn't want people to pay attention to her just above the Lingquan. I have to feed this man to take some medicine, and others will naturally not think of other aspects.

Rendetang’s doctor looked back and looked at the shopkeeper, and this situation seemed to be getting worse.

The treasurer who has been hiding from the invisible has finally come out. "You still don't leave. You must know that the typhoid fever can be big or small. If it becomes an epidemic, you can't die if you die."

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

"I said, he is not typhoid!" Ye Hao said softly. "As long as he can wake up, it will prove that his illness is not a big problem. It is your Rendetang who refuses to save people."

"You...who are you?" asked the shopkeeper, yelling at Ye Hao. "Which pharmacy boy is so busy with you, how many people who don’t have money to see a doctor in Kyoto every day? Come here."

Indeed, in many places there are people who can't see a doctor because of silver. Those she can't meet, and since she met today, she can't sit idly by.

"If you can't treat someone with kindness, then it would be boring to go down the hospital." Ye Hao said softly.

"Wake up! He woke up!"

Ye Hao’s words have not been finished yet. I don’t know who shouted, and the man who was still unconscious was slowly opening his eyes.

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