Juvenile Medical God

"The pursuit of official position is a matter of course. But what we care about most is health."

Wu Wenxiang said with deep feelings, "You don't think that I am doing this. In fact, I also feel it. Now as an official, I work hard and I don't have a working time. Like me as a mayor, as long as Xiayang City has a big deal, and it is bound to rush in the first time. In addition to work, there are many entertainments. It can be said that the test of alcohol is not too bad. As a result, physical health is especially important. If you think about it, if you think about it, It’s hard to get promoted, but this body is not working, is it not a happy one?”

"This is true." Qin Lang nodded. "So, now the officials have begun to focus on health?"

"Yeah." Wu Wenxiang said, "In fact, it is now, it is the same in ancient times. However, the current officials are paying more and more attention. In addition to the regular physical examination twice a year, the daily eating and drinking is very particular. Especially after reaching a certain position, pay more attention to health care, and don't say anything else. This food is only used for special food. It is definitely to eat green food. But the diet is not enough, the key is to be nursed back to health. I must also know that when it comes to body care, Chinese medicine is definitely a cow. However, good Chinese medicine is hard to find, especially the Chinese medicine doctor."

"So, the ‘Master Lin’, can you be so embarrassed?”

"No way, Mr. Lin Wuchang is very ‘red’, and many high-ranking and rich people in Anrong City are competing to ask him to nurse his body, so this person naturally has some appearances.” Wu Wenxiang said.

"It doesn't matter if the ranking is big, I am afraid that there is no ability to arrange the game." Qin Lang snorted. "Right, how long will we wait here?"

"This...this is not allowed." Wu Wenxiang was also very depressed. He drove hundreds of kilometers to flatter. As a result, even the horses bought it. He sat down here directly and was robbed by a "master". Got the limelight.

"Then you continue to sit here, I still go down and eat something. If something happens, you will call me." Qin Lang did not continue to pay for Wu Wenxiang's interest in sitting on the bench.

Although Wu Wenxiang wanted Qin Lang to stay here, he knew that Qin Lang was a temper, so he did not dare to force him to stay, so Qin Lang went down alone.

After more than an hour's journey, I sat in the hospital for half an hour of "cold bench". Qin Lang was really hungry at this moment. It happened to be a small porridge noodle shop with lights on the opposite side of the hospital entrance. So Qin Lang quickly went over.

This porridge noodle shop is small, but the business is not bad, better than the barbecue stalls next to it, after all, some patients like to eat something lighter.

"Boss, four or two eggs, plus four omelettes!" Sitting on the cold bench for so long, Qin Lang would like to eat a bowl of hot ground.

"Well!" The proprietress heard that Qin Lang actually ate four fried eggs. Although he was a little surprised, his heart was very happy. This sells noodles, and it relies on the two fried eggs to make money.

"Boss, pack me a bowl of green porridge." After a while, Qin Lang heard someone shouting. He followed the sound and saw a middle-aged woman who was dressed in an ordinary but gave a dignified and luxurious woman. The boss was asked to pack a bowl of green porridge for her.

The reason why Qin Lang pays attention to her is that he feels the same temperament like Song Wenru from this woman, but the difference is that this woman does not have the kind of arrogance of Song Wenru.

"Uncle, your egg noodles." At this time, a girl of about nine years old put a bowl of hot eggs on the table in front of Qin Lang. This little girl seems to be malnourished and her face is a little sallow.

"Little girl, later called my brother." Qin Lang's heart is really depressed, my heart said that I am really old, in the eyes of the innocent little girl, actually turned into an uncle?

The virgin uncle is really sad.

The little girl smiled sweetly and turned to help her parents.

"哎哟~"

The little girl had just walked a few steps and suddenly screamed, then squatted on the floor with her stomach, and then became curled up on the ground, apparently because the pain was unbearable.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" The boss rushed over.

"Mom... my stomach hurts... it hurts..." The little girl was sore and her lips were shaking.

"Hurry to the hospital!" said the person who was eating.

"Yes! Send the hospital!"

"..."

"Or go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine." The boss hesitated and said, "The child is not insured and sent to the hospital. It may be white for two months. Let's buy some medicine to eat."

"You parents, what's the matter, hurry to send the children to the hospital, don't delay - this child is very painful, may be acute enteritis, appendicitis and the like, hurry to send it!" The middle-aged woman persuaded She seems to understand a little medical knowledge, and she saw that the little girl was sorely hurt. She seemed to worry more than the little girl's parents.

"Appendicitis, it still has to open the knife..." The boss sighed, his tone filled with helplessness and conviction.

Judging from the dress of the boss and the boss's family, Qin Lang estimates that they should be from poor places, or that this small shop is their whole family. The boss is not not worried about his children, perhaps because of economic ability.

"Don't delay, the medical expenses of this little girl, I am coming out!" said the middle-aged woman.

"This little girl is not appendicitis, she is a locust daring - little girl, are you hurting this place?" Qin Lang pointed to the little girl's upper abdomen.

The little girl nodded as she called the pain.

"The locusts are daring? It has to be sent to the hospital! It must be treated with infusion. If you have to work, you must go to the opposite hospital!" The middle-aged woman urged.

"You don't have to open the knife, as long as the locusts quit from the biliary tract - hehe!" Qin Lang said, he did not explain much, using the insect whistle to blow out a "whistle" of stagnation. It’s strange to say it. After listening to this whistle, the little girl’s pain quickly faded. After two or three minutes, she stood up and said, “Oh, no pain! Really no pain. Uncle, thank you. ”

"Do you want my brother to do it?" Qin Lang smiled bitterly and then asked the proprietress, "How long have you been eating this insecticide for your child? The child will eat an anthelmintic drug for half a year and one year. Look at this child, The face is so checked, I don’t know how many mites have been raised in the stomach. Although the mites have returned from the biliary tract to the intestines, they are only temporarily relieved. Later, I will go to the pharmacy to buy two pieces of insecticides, which will not cost much. Let the children eat less food later..."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The proprietress saw her mother's stomach hurt, and she was very grateful to Qin Lang. Then she said, "It may be that she used to drink raw water in her hometown. This child is really worried... Thank you very much. Or, if you have this bowl of noodles today, I will not collect the money."

"That can't be done." Qin Lang still insisted on giving money, and the proprietress immediately went to the pharmacy to buy the insecticide from the child.

Other people who eat, see Qin Lang actually use the "whistling" method to treat people, they feel secretly strange, but some people feel untrustworthy, I feel that Qin Lang is a kid who is a dead cat and has never heard of a mouse. Whistling can give mites a "hypnosis."

Hearing the suspicion of others, Qin Lang did not explain, because he felt that there was no need to explain. This insect flute is one of the top secrets of the poisonous sect. Qin Lang does not want to make it known to the whole world.

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