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When the doctor saw another person coming in, his expression became more and more sad.
Mr. He motioned to Lin Xuanjiu to look at the surrounded corner, "Yesterday a doctor was beaten for some reason, and they couldn't cure it. Ah Jiu, can you show him?"
Lin Xuan knew for a long time that he had a kind heart and did not refuse.
Pushing aside the crowd, he saw the injured Doctor Li.
Dr. Li's forehead was covered with a bandage, and blood was oozing from it. His face was like gold paper, his lips were bloodless, and he looked like he was dying.
Lin Xuanjiu touched the wrist and asked while feeling the pulse, "Are you dizzy? Do you feel sick?"
Li Langzhong opened his eyes just a slit and replied weakly, "It's not bad. I feel a little dizzy when standing. It's much better when I lie down. I'm not nauseous, but I can't eat."
Lin Xuanjiu could not help but feel frightened as he carefully removed the bandage.
It was a blunt force injury, some serious, and maybe a slight concussion.
She didn¡¯t dare or didn¡¯t want to ask how Li Langzhong was injured. She took a deep breath, showed her qualities as a doctor, and suppressed irrelevant emotions.
Calmly open the medicine box, clean Li Langzhong's wound again, crush the safety pill of Baibao Dan, and apply it on the wound.
The efficacy of Bingxinzi was tested by Feng Qingfeng and proved to be miraculous.
After dealing with the trauma, she saw that there was a clean medical pot in the yard, and improvised some internal analgesic herbs. She fried them in the medical pot and fed them to Dr. Li.
After a while, Langzhong Li's expression gradually softened and was no longer as scary as when he first saw him.
All the doctors had been paying attention to her for a long time, but no one dared to say anything for fear of disturbing her.
Seeing that Dr. Li was getting better, someone came to make friends with him, "The girl's medicine for wounds is really miraculous, and her medical skills are also excellent. I am a doctor at Xiahongshu Medical Center. I don't know where the girl's name is and where she practices medicine."
"My name is Lin Xuanjiu, a doctor from Yikang Medical Center."
"Oh! Could you be the apprentice of the ugly doctor newly hired by Yikang Medical Center?"
The speaker couldn't help but glance at Mr. He.
Mr. He put his hands behind his back, smiling and saying nothing.
Lin Xuan didn¡¯t explain for a long time, and after a few pleasantries, he and Mr. He prepared to leave.
Suddenly I saw a man in a crimson gown walking quickly towards me.
Zhou Zheng is young, only in his early twenties, and has good facial features. Unfortunately, there is a bit of meanness in the corners of his eyes, which ruins his beauty.
"What are you doing? Who allowed them to come out?" Luo Chengyun said in a bad tone.
Seeing the servants around him with their heads hanging down and trembling, Lin Xuanjiu was sure of the identity of the visitor.
Luo Chengyun, the arrogant and domineering younger brother of the county magistrate.
Lin Xuanjiu replied calmly, "I have already seen your brother, but your brother didn't believe my diagnosis, so we came out."
Luo Chengyun was sizing her up.
The injured doctor Li was beaten in anger yesterday. Even though he was injured, he still had no intention of letting him go. Anyway, all the doctors in the county were here.
"Li Langzhong can't be cured here, and he can't be cured outside either."
Unexpectedly, not long after a little girl came over, he got a report saying that Mr. Li was getting better.
"Is it possible that a female doll has better Chinese medicine skills than the senior doctors in the courtyard? He didn't believe in evil and rushed over immediately.
He said slowly, "It is said that the new ugly doctor at Yikang Medical Center has great medical skills. He is a mute old man who cannot speak."
"Mr. He doesn't understand medical skills. I invited him to cover for me. I have always been the one who really practices medicine."
Lin Xuanjiu answered first, trying to put the whole matter on himself. Anyway, Mr. He was arrested, so this matter will definitely not be hidden anymore.
At this point, Mr. He had no choice but to clear his throat and admit, "I'm not mute, and I don't have any medical skills."
"Oh, so you are the one with excellent medical skills?"
Luo Chengyun¡¯s eyes were like poisonous snakes.
"it's me."
"Where did you find Mr. Wen? He actually allowed you to do such a thing." Luo Chengyun narrowed his eyes.
Lin Xuanjiu pursed his lips and said nothing, but Luo Chengyun actually said nothing and returned to the house carrying Lin Xuanjiu's collar like a chicken.
Finally, he ordered his servants, "Throw that old man out."
"Hey! Let me go, your brother said I can leave!" Lin Xuanjiu was choked by the collar and couldn't breathe.
"I said you can't leave."
Luo Chengyun was unmoved and directly dragged her back to the old lady's yard.
He threw her into the inner hall unceremoniously, "Treat my mother. If she can't be cured, don't go back."
Lin Xuan was angry for a long time. This was the first time she was coerced into treating a disease. She stood up and said angrily, "Your brother won't let me treat him."
Luo Qingyun came out from the old lady's bed and glared at his younger brother displeased, "She was sent from Xianheyuan, don't go too far."
"Why, no matter how strong that person is, can he still care about us asking a doctor to treat his illness?"
Luo Chengyun paused, and combined with what Lin Xuanjiu had just said, he said, "Wen Qingtan is a person who accepts death and is very stubborn. To get his approval, this little girl should have some skills."
Lin Xuan maintained a polite smile for a long time without giving any explanation.
"Tell me, what's wrong with my mother?" Luo Chengyun directly escorted Lin Xuanjiu to the old lady.
Lin Xuanjiu had no choice but to repeat the diagnosis just now.
Mrs. Luo, who had always had a blank expression, moved her eyes, turned to Lin Xuanjiu, and moved her lips slightly, "Am I not having a stroke?"
"No." Lin Xuanjiu said firmly.
Luo Chengyun quickly asked, "How do you want to treat it?"
"The cause of the old lady's disease is heart and lung yang deficiency, which causes the spleen dampness to not rise, the stomach stagnation to not drop, and the diet cannot transport the essence, which turns into drinking evil. Drinking Jiamaoli decoction can cure it."
Hearing what she said was clear and logical, Luo Qingyun was a little moved, "Prescribe it."
Lin Xuanjiu followed his words and wrote Zhang Fangzi.
"Four qian for Yushu, five qian for dried ginger, two qian for Guizhi tip, two qian for roasted licorice, two qian for Poria slices, two qian for raw peony root, one and a half qian for orange red, and one and a half qian for Sichuan magnolia bark."
Luo Chengyun took the prescription and left. Lin Xuanjiu knew that he was showing the prescription to other doctors, so he sat down and waited.
Old Mrs. Luo looked at Lin Xuanjiu for a long time, with disdain in her eyes, "What kind of medical skills does a yellow-haired girl from the countryside know? I won't take the medicine she prescribed!"
Lin Xuan was not displeased even after being scolded for a long time. His expression was leisurely and he listened quietly without any strange expression.
Luo Chengyun soon came back with a gloomy face, followed by an old man in his forties with a goatee.
"Mr. Sun said that the prescription you prescribed is completely incompatible with my mother's illness!"
Sun Jingyi folded his hands and glanced at Lin Xuanjiu proudly, "How old are you? How many medical books have you read, how many medical cases have you read, and you dare to prescribe medicine randomly? Don't take human life as a matter of importance just to show off yourself. Child¡¯s play.¡±
Even if the diagnosis is different, it cannot be completely opposite!
Sun Jingyi said confidently, "The old lady's illness is stroke. I will take three pills of the medicine I prescribed before."
Out of professional ethics, Lin Xuanjiu reminded him, "You made a wrong diagnosis, please take another look. The old lady's pulse is fine and smooth, but the pulse of a stroke is slow and slow" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com