Seeing Feng Xi even asking Qi Zhuo what his wheezing was, Song Yichun and others behind him couldn't help but twitch their lips, feeling that this girl was really brave.
However, Feng Xi didn't care and even said to the people who couldn't help but question her and said she was a quack doctor:
"Nonsense! Why am I a quack? A quack is a doctor who has some medical skills but not much, and still tries to cheat!"
Everyone: "?"
No, what's the difference between you and this quack?
In the end, Feng Xi really said with reason:
"I don't even have medical skills. I only know how to grow fruits. How can I be called a quack? And I didn't mean to lie to you either. I gave you little doctors a stool. It was you who insisted on letting me become a doctor. ah!"
Everyone: "..."
It has to be said that they were convinced by Feng Xi.
No, I was impressed.
Because what this person said was so reasonable, they couldn't refute it.
Fortunately, Qi Zhuo, who was sitting in Feng Xi's arms, quickly answered:
"I know about stridor. Is it shortness of breath, wheezing, chest tightness, and cough? Do you have fever, sore throat, or swelling of your lower limbs?"
He was really convinced by his aunt. If his brother-in-law hadn't been standing nearby, he would have been afraid that his aunt would be beaten.
"Yes, yes, that's the case with my mother!"
Fortunately, the ultimate goal of the common people is to cure diseases, especially for people like Li Wu who have been ill for a long time and can only rely on decoctions to survive. As soon as Qi Zhuo said the corresponding symptoms, his attention was immediately diverted. .
With Feng Xi's magical operation, who cares whether Qi Zhuo is older or younger? Anyway, with Feng Xi's support, he is very reliable.
"Little doctor, my mother's disease was brought in from the womb. She was better when I was a child, but now she can't survive without taking medicine. Please save her. As long as you can save her, I will listen to you in everything!"
Li Wu said that he was going to kneel down to Qi Zhuo, but the old woman sitting on the stool coughed and became a little unsteady. He could only give up kowtowing and support his mother instead.
He was a truly filial son, otherwise he wouldn't have helped out because he was grateful to Lin Xiong for giving his mother medicine.
In response to this, Qi Zhuo immediately asked the old woman to stretch out her hand and began to investigate seriously.
But the more he probed, the more serious Qi Zhuo's expression became.
Obviously, this old woman's disease is not so easy to cure.
Feng Xi didn't know what the stridor was before, but after hearing Qi Zhuo explain the symptoms, she immediately figured it out.
Isn't this wheezing just asthma?
To be honest, asthma can be said to be an incurable disease in this era.
If it falls into the hands of another doctor, it can only be suspended with medicine, or it will be carried away directly.
And Feng Xi saw that the old woman was coughing and panting and could hardly speak, so she was probably terminally ill...
Fortunately, Qi Zhuo has been with Bai Yi since he was a child, and he also knows a lot of prescriptions under his influence, among which Dingchuan Decoction and Dingchuan Pills are quite effective.
In addition, they still have his aunt's secret medicine, so there is absolutely no problem in hanging himself. Whether he can recover depends on the old man's life.
Thinking of this, Qi Zhuo immediately wrote down a recipe, raised his hand and handed it to Li Wu, who looked grateful in front of him.
After Li Wu got the prescription, he immediately went to the medicine place at the back and received three days' worth of medicine from a medicine boy.
After all, it is a free clinic that all people in the county can participate in, and there is no unlimited supply of medicinal materials, so each patient can only receive free medicine for three days.
With Song Yichun's words from the front, those treacherous people hiding in the team did not dare to make mistakes, so the entire free clinic team was relatively orderly.
The most surprising one is undoubtedly Qi Zhuo, who looks like a small bean sprout.
At first, everyone reluctantly accepted the little doctor because of Feng Xi's tricks.
You’ve come, why can’t you leave?
Who would have expected that such a little kid would be able to accurately describe their symptoms every time and write down prescriptions much faster than other doctors.
Suddenly, the team that was least favored turned out to be the fastest among the four rows.
Many people who originally wanted to queue up at the other three places were now beginning to feel lucky that they were not hot-headed and missed the good opportunity to be diagnosed and treated by the miracle doctor.
Isn’t he a miracle doctor?
Whatever they say is correct, their minds are set even if they haven't taken the medicine yet.
However, today's free clinic did not always go so smoothly. Taking lunch as a watershed, the four of Qi Zhuo soon encountered a difficult problem.
That is, unlike the pure patients in the morning, trauma patients began to appear in the queue one after another in the afternoon. Some of them even had abdominal bleeding, as if they had a big hole in their stomach.
Qi Zhuo is still a child after all. Even if Bai Yi teaches him medical skills, he mostly looks at diseases rather than injuries.
After all, letting such a young child see blood is really harmful to physical and mental health.
So Qi Zhuo cannot treat external injuries...
It's okay if you ask him to apply some herbal medicine on these people, but if it's just a matter of applying some herbal medicine, these people don't have to come here.
As for the other three doctors, they can handle some things that are not particularly difficult, but only a small number.
Who made Mingzhou poor these years? Some officials oppressed the people and oppressed the people. But there is no war here.
So they don't see many injuries. As for those with wounds and sores, it means that the Lord of Hell wants to see you. Whether you go or not depends on your life!
There is a method of using a soldering iron to stop bleeding, but it doesn't work on already sores!
As for the injured people who were carried here, weren't they the ones with sore wounds and sores, who could only wait to die at home?
If the free clinic had not had a chance of survival, they would not have been carried out by their families.
That is because most of these people were unconscious due to fever, and some of them had to be handled with care, so they did not run as fast as other patients, and it was not until the afternoon that they arrived at the county government office gate.
"Doctor, doctor, please save my man. Our family of five relies on him to go hunting in the mountains. Without him, we can't go back, doctor."
"He wasn't seriously injured, he just had a cut on his stomach. If someone can be saved, there must be someone who can be saved..."
"Dad, dad, wake up, doctor, please save daddy, wuwuwu..."
Seeing a woman and three children kneeling in front of him, and beside him a man with a burning face who was being carried on a simple frame, Qi Zhuo couldn't help but wrinkle his little face.
Looking at the hideous rotten and smelly wound on the man's stomach in front of him, he felt that it would be difficult even if his mother was here...
Because his mother had told him about the battlefield more than once and how some soldiers of Hanyuguan fell.
Some of them only suffered minor injuries and shed some blood.
But if you can't get over the hurdle of having a fever, you will have to hand it over to the King of Hell.
Not to mention that this man still had such a big wound on his stomach.
In Qi Zhuo's words, it is a miracle that he is still alive.
